Chapter 655

Seriously?

Fang Qi immediately grew wary.

That place was Dawnlight Company territory, after all. Everyone living there was either a Dawnlight employee or a maintenance specialist!

If he showed up there with Liguang, wouldn't that be walking straight into the tiger's den?

He narrowed his eyes at the message.

Lin Xiaoyou, the ditzy sweetheart, you... surely you didn't do this on purpose, did you?

You should be the ditzy sweetheart right now... right?

But...

How could a ditzy sweetheart send him the location of a Dawnlight apartment?

Fang Qi couldn't figure it out, but...

He drew in a quiet breath.

Still, if he could go to Lin Xiaoyou's home in the Dawnlight Apartments, perhaps that would be a good thing?

After all, fortune favored the bold...!

Whoosh—

The sliding door to the kitchen opened.

Fang Qi turned his head and saw the silver-haired girl walking out gracefully with a tray in both hands.

She came to the coffee table, bowed slightly, and set the teacup down.

Only then did she glance at Fang Qi's phone screen and speak softly, her eyes lowered.

“Master sure is busy. While waiting for Liguang to brew your tea, you're also reminiscing with your ‘ex-girlfriend.’”

She straightened and gently lifted a lock of silver hair behind her ear. The little star on her earlobe swayed lightly.

“This cup of tea seems rather unnecessary now.”

Fang Qi: “...”

Right, here we go again!

He reached out and pulled Liguang over, dragging her down to sit beside him.

“Ah!”

Liguang let out a soft cry. She froze for a moment, then her cheeks flushed faintly as she shifted uneasily.

She gave a quiet hum and turned her face away without saying a word.

Fang Qi smiled.

He understood. Having lost her memories, she was used to kneeling at his feet rather than sitting so intimately beside him.

But the way she sat there with her body stiff as a board was simply too adorable!

And then there was her gaze, secretly glued to his phone screen. Even the red pupil of her right eye was flickering faintly.

Fang Qi shrugged. He didn't bother hiding anything from her and openly replied to Lin Xiaoyou right in front of her.

[All right. Tomorrow, I'll... bring Liguang to your place!]

Go! He absolutely had to go!

It was tomorrow, after all!

As long as he could safely make it through tonight and reach tomorrow morning, the game would already have saved!

By then, what would Dawnlight Company matter?

Even if something happened, at least Liguang... wouldn't return to that state of knowing nothing!

Besides, his voice should have recovered by tomorrow, right?

And also...

He turned to look at the baseball cap lying on the sofa, his gaze softening slightly.

As long as he saved tomorrow, the cap Liguang had given him would be permanently secured as well!

With a save point and his memories, there was nothing to panic about!

Ding.

His phone rang again.

[Lin Xiaoyou: Yay! Senior is really coming! Then I'll have to tidy up my room properly!]

Excellent! The plan was settled!

Fang Qi let out a quiet breath and reached for the tea on the table. His throat was still a little sore...

But—

Whoosh.

The teacup was lightly swept away by Liguang's slender hand, and he grasped at empty air.

Fang Qi: “?”

He turned his head in bewilderment, only to see the silver-haired girl giving him a soft, sidelong glare.

Her delicate hand held the teacup firmly, far out of his reach.

“Looks like Master is in quite a hurry to drink Liguang's tea...”

There was even a hint of amusement mixed with icy menace at the corner of her eyes.

“Are you hoping to nurse your voice back to health as soon as possible so that you can go rekindle your old romance with that former woman tomorrow?”

Fang Qi: “...”

Sigh...!

He couldn't speak, so all he could do was look helplessly at her as she expressed her displeasure with her eyes.

Then he raised a hand and pointed at Liguang's head, before pointing at Lin Xiaoyou's reply on the phone screen!

—I’m going to see Lin Xiaoyou for the sake of recovering your memories!

Liguang looked at him and gently bit her lip.

After a long while, she finally handed the tea back to him.

“...Liguang understands, actually.”

She spoke softly, her brows and eyes lowered.

“Miss Lin Xiaoyou... isn't Master's ex-girlfriend, is she?”

Fang Qi froze.

Huh?

What?

Had Liguang... already figured it out?

Liguang gave him a light roll of her eyes.

“Of course I figured it out. If she were really Master's ex-girlfriend, how could she speak with Master so harmoniously?”

“And besides...”

She raised a hand and gently pinched the little star on her earlobe. The tiny star turned over and over between her fingers.

Her gaze rippled faintly, and her voice grew softer.

“At the amusement park today... Master only went along with what Liguang said because you wanted to spare Liguang's feelings, didn't you?”

Fang Qi parted his lips slightly and stared at her with wide eyes.

...Ah!

Then it clicked.

Right. Ever since Liguang entered the police station, the unusual environment there had made her realize that she had lost her memories.

Once she knew she had lost her memories, she would naturally start wondering...

What exactly were the things she had forgotten?

What had the stall owner meant by those things he said earlier? Was the little star on her earlobe really something he had given to an ex-girlfriend?

Once she connected the dots, everything became clear—

The little star had been given to her by Master, and the so-called “ex-girlfriend” had never existed in the first place.

“Phew...!”

Fang Qi let out a sigh of relief.

Good grief. That huge crisis had passed just like that?

He reached out and stroked her hair. It felt silky and cool beneath his fingers.

Looks like tomorrow's meeting with Lin Xiaoyou was going to be smooth after all!

He relaxed completely and lifted the teacup to take a sip, but just as it reached his lips...

He stopped.

...Wait a moment.

He smelled the tea and blinked. The cup hovered at his lips, yet he didn't dare take a sip.

...There shouldn't be anything wrong with this tea, right? His little poison master wouldn't have added another drug to it, would she?!

The silver-haired girl beside him immediately noticed his hesitation.

Liguang shot him a light, reproachful glance, her expression aggrieved.

“Master is being so suspicious. Liguang is going to be hurt.”

“This is merely ordinary calming tea. Would Liguang really drug Master? If Master doesn't trust it, then just pour it out.”

With that, she gave a soft snort and turned her head away, no longer looking at Fang Qi.

Uh...

Fang Qi hurriedly raised one hand in surrender.

Then he lowered his head and took a small sip.

Whatever! If it was drugged, then so be it! Medicine given to him by his wife was good medicine anyway!

The warm tea slid down his throat. Mixed with its fragrance... yes, there really was a faint medicinal scent.

It soothed his burning throat considerably.

He blinked.

Was this a bedtime calming tea?

He took another sip.

Mm. It tasted good.

As his body relaxed, he leaned back into the sofa with the teacup in hand and gazed at the ceiling. The jumbled thoughts in his mind gradually settled.

Things on Lin Xiaoyou's side had been arranged, more or less.

But now, it seemed there was another person he needed to meet.

Fang Qi narrowed his eyes at the living-room light.

Specialist S-02.

Perhaps he really could ask her how to restore Liguang's permissions?

If she really was the super AI operating behind the scenes, then there were things she understood that might not be any fewer than what Gu Xi knew!

If she was willing to speak...

Then his biggest problem would be solved in one stroke!

And then there was also the matter of this Specialist 02...

Fang Qi turned his head to look at Liguang beside him.

She was leaning lightly against his shoulder, half her body resting softly against him, her little face flushed.

When she wasn’t talking, she was actually quite well-behaved.

So he raised a hand and poked her soft cheek. It sank inward at once, forming a tiny dimple.

Then he pointed toward the iron door and raised his brows slightly at Liguang, who had lifted her head.

“Liguang, you can tell me now, can’t you? What exactly did you discover about that Miss 02?”

Crazy woman, don’t keep me in the dark!

Liguang merely blinked innocently, then smiled faintly.

“Master certainly seems to be in high spirits. You’re alone with Liguang, yet you keep thinking about another woman.”

As she spoke, her eyes drooped, and her tone turned plaintive.

“It seems Liguang hasn’t been serving Master well enough, and can’t satisfy you anymore.”

Fang Qi: “…”

Hey! That’s enough! So damn fake!

She was even more tea-scented than the calming tea in his hand!

But…

He pressed his lips together and stared at Liguang speechlessly.

It was obvious. This crazy woman clearly didn’t want to talk about Miss 02.

Now she was gazing at him with a wounded expression, tears even glimmering in those amber eyes!

Fang Qi helplessly shook his head.

Forget it. If she didn’t want to say anything, then so be it. Maybe… she didn’t really know what was going on herself?

After all, she didn’t know much at the moment either.

Besides…

That S-02, who was probably a super-AI, had clearly become much more respectful toward him after the examination just now!

She had given him a dedicated line, provided her designation, and even said she would “do everything in her power to help”…

She practically looked ready to defect!

It should be… nothing to worry about, right?

If something came up, he could deal with it then. For today, he would just—

“…”

Fang Qi raised a hand to cover his mouth and yawned. A little moisture welled in the corners of his eyes.

…He was sleepy.

He slowly rose to his feet, tilted his head back, and drained the cup of calming tea.

Now, it was time to sleep and get through this damn twelfth day!

Sleep!

…

…

In the bedroom.

Fang Qi lay in bed beneath the covers, staring at the ceiling. At last, drowsiness began to spread through him little by little.

Moonlight streamed through the curtains, which hadn’t been fully drawn shut. He slowly turned his head toward the bedside.

Liguang was still kneeling beside the bed.

She was leaning over the edge, her hands folded together, her chin resting on the backs of them as she tilted her little head and watched him.

It was exactly the same pose she had used in the past.

But…

Fang Qi pursed his lips.

She had changed into a thin blue nightdress. The neckline hung loosely, and her fair legs were bare as she knelt on the carpet.

There was a hint of allure in her eyes that hadn’t been there before!

As she stared at him without blinking, the crimson eyes that had always flickered with a dangerous light now shimmered with red radiance, her gaze sultry and seductive.

Even her eyelashes trembled ever so slightly. The sight made his heart itch unbearably!

Fang Qi: “…”

This was the most dangerous thing he had encountered all day!

He really wanted to pull her up onto the bed and have his way with her right then and there!

His fingers even lifted slightly!

But…

He turned his head away and closed his eyes.

…Forget it, forget it.

Liguang had lost her memories and was still as silly as a child. He couldn’t do something like that. He—

“Master…”

Liguang’s soft murmur suddenly drifted into his ears.

“It seems… Liguang has been disturbing Master’s sleep? That was very thoughtless of Liguang.”

“I’m sorry, Master. Please allow Liguang to apologize…”

Fang Qi: “…”

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Great. She’d actually noticed!

Crazy woman, just you wait!

Once you recover your memories, I’m definitely going to get even with you! I mean it!

I’ll get even with you…

He was truly exhausted. Before long, he gradually drifted into a daze.

As consciousness faded, he murmured inwardly…

Machine God above… please let me make it through this twelfth day and reach the morning of the thirteenth.

His consciousness was slowly swallowed by darkness.

…

Was this a dream?

Everything around him was crimson.

Above him, beneath his feet, in every direction… it was red like blood, like the evening sky.

And in the middle of that crimson expanse, Fang Qi raised his head and saw…

A huge, scarlet eye was quietly watching him.

The eye hung high in the sky, occupying nearly half of it. Its red was far more vivid and piercing than the crimson of Liguang’s eyes.

Fang Qi felt a little suffocated.

He didn’t know how long he had been staring when…

The scarlet eye suddenly blinked!

And then, amid the boundless crimson—

Countless crimson eyes opened!

They were densely packed, covering the sky and earth, all turning toward him in unison!

As if they were about to devour him—

“Holy crap…!”

Fang Qi suddenly sat up in bed, eyes wide, gasping for breath!

His head was buzzing, and his mind was still somewhat hazy.

He stared blankly at the scene before him.

The curtains had already been drawn open. Bright morning sunlight poured in from outside, almost painfully dazzling.

A faint fragrance of tea still lingered in the air.

Beside the bed, a small patch remained where something had pressed down on the covers, but there was no one there anymore.

He narrowed his eyes slightly before finally realizing…

Ah… he’d just had a nightmare.

“Phew…”

He let out a long breath and raised a hand to rub his temples.

What a strange dream. All those eyes had been terrifying. It had practically triggered his trypophobia…

But…

Fang Qi blinked.

If all those crimson eyes had belonged to Liguang, that would have been great!

Heh heh!

Then he would have had thousands upon thousands of Liguangs, and he could—

…Er.

…He could be split into thousands upon thousands of pieces.

Brrr…!

Fang Qi shuddered slightly and vigorously shook his head, casting that bizarre dream out of his mind.

He looked up and stared blankly at the bright sunlight outside the window…

Then he relaxed and smiled.

No matter what strange nonsense it had been, none of it could compare to this—

He had made it through another day!

He immediately rolled out of bed. Without even putting on his slippers, he dashed barefoot toward the bedroom door, pattering across the floor as he pushed it open!

The living room was brightly lit by the sunlight as well.

He instantly looked toward the coffee table—

Sure enough, kneeling behind it was that petite silver-haired figure.

She was still wearing the familiar pale-blue house dress. The morning light spilled over her silver hair, making it sparkle.

On the coffee table, a cup of tea was giving off wisps of steam.

Hearing the door open, the silver-haired girl raised her head. Her eyes curved into a smile as she lifted the tea with both hands.

“Master, your tea.”

“The temperature has been adjusted to your preferred fifty-two degrees Celsius.”

The fragrance of tea mingled with the scent of morning.

Fang Qi smiled.

Mm. This was wonderful.

The thirteenth day!

Here I come!