Night fell, and Cheng Yu and Luo Xia waited in the man's bedroom for the midnight singing to begin.
Cheng Yu glanced at the time. Bored out of his mind, he suddenly asked Luo Xia,
"When I called you this morning, why was your line busy? Were you talking to your girlfriend?"
Luo Xia paused, then nodded.
"Yeah."
Seeing Luo Xia's awkward expression, Cheng Yu decided not to pry, but Luo Xia suddenly asked,
"Brother Yu, why don't you date anyone?"
Cheng Yu smiled.
"Do you want the truth or a lie?"
Luo Xia looked speechless. What kind of question is that? Why would I want a lie? But what he actually said was,
"A lie."
Cheng Yu blinked. You little brat. So you're going off script too, huh?
"The lie is that I don't like women."
"And the truth?"
Cheng Yu fell into thought, then slowly said,
"Because I'm destined to spend my life alone. Or perhaps I've lost the ability to love someone."
Seeing Luo Xia staring blankly at him, Cheng Yu smiled.
"How old were you before you transmigrated?"
Luo Xia answered honestly,
"Sixteen."
Cheng Yu paused, then smiled and shook his head.
"Just a kid, thinking about romance all day long. Still, that's natural at your age. If you ever get back, cherish your youth."
Luo Xia said nothing, and neither did Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu suddenly remembered his previous life, the one before he transmigrated.
He had loved someone, a girl he had never forgotten after first seeing her in his teens. As he grew older, he realized he still loved her. Later still, he found he could no longer seem to remember why.
Then, one night, while walking beside the river in the evening breeze, Cheng Yu saw a shy young couple. It suddenly