Chapter 930: A Chaotic Life

Zheng Yingxiong was stunned for a moment. "Twelve years ago...?" He then lowered his head to calculate the time. "I think I remember..."

Yan Zhichun asked, "That year, did anything strange happen...?"

After all, in her memory, twelve years ago was when she first encountered Bai Yang, and from that time, the entire structure of "Zhongnian Zhidi" began to change.

If she wanted to know what kind of person she used to be, or what plan Bai Yang had executed, she would have to ask someone whose memory extended beyond twelve years to get any clues.

"Duoxinpo," Zheng Yingxiong said, "to be honest with you... Among the people I know, no one can retain memories that long. When I first arrived in this city, I asked around about events from twelve years ago, but no one here remembers anything."

Yan Zhichun smiled bitterly in resignation. Yes, this was such a bizarre situation.

Twelve years seemed like a threshold that kept everyone out. Qi Xia had clearly done something before that time, but ridiculously, even he might not remember it.

Only a very few people vaguely knew that something major had started happening from then on.

"Why are you also investigating events from twelve years ago?" Yan Zhichun asked.

"Because... around that time, I started to permanently retain my memories," Zheng Yingxiong replied. This was the first time he had shared the truth with anyone besides Li Siwei and Gu Yu. "No matter how much pain I feel, I can't forget any of it. I really want to know what happened twelve years ago..."

"Hold on..." Yan Zhichun quickly spotted a discrepancy. "You... you're saying you started retaining memories twelve years ago too?"

"Yes," Zheng Yingxiong nodded.

"Have you ever seen any strange 'Shengxiao'?" Yan Zhichun asked again.

After all, in her memory, the method for retaining memories came from Bai Yang's note. But Zheng Yingxiong, who was far away in "Yucheng," had started experiencing the same thing at the exact same time...

Thinking about it this way, if they could find others who had been retaining memories for twelve years, they might figure out who received Bai Yang's "Zhen."

"No," Zheng Yingxiong shook his head. "Even the 'Shengxiao' in our room rarely talk to me."

"Yingxiong," Yan Zhichun called out, "how did you survive the 'Daxipai' in your 'Yucheng'?"

"'Daxipai'..." Zheng Yingxiong paused slightly. "You're referring to..."

"I'm talking about the 'Daxipai' that happens after collecting all the 'Chouma.' You must have avoided it to retain your memories, right?"

"Well..." Zheng Yingxiong shook his head. "Duoxinpo, in our city, no one has ever collected enough 'Chouma,' so we've never had a 'Daxipai.'"

"Ah...?" Yan Zhichun and Jiang Ruoxue were both taken aback.

In a city of over ten thousand people, for twelve years, not a single person had collected enough "Chouma"—how absurd was that?

It could only be said that "Yucheng" was truly "Yucheng"; the people there had no interest in such things.

"About seven years ago, when Ge Yu returned, he took away Wan Cai's 'Yu' and explained the rules of this 'Laoyu' to us," Zheng Yingxiong said. "He said no one should collect these 'Chouma,' or else a 'Daxipai' would occur."

"Wait..." Yan Zhichun froze, her eyes widening. "What did you just say...?"

"Hmm?" Zheng Yingxiong raised an eyebrow. "I said I smelled a 'Juda Sixiang.'"

"No..." Yan Zhichun furrowed her brow, a hint of suspicion in her eyes. "You said Ge Yu told you the rules of this place seven years ago...?"

After saying that, she turned to Jiang Ruoxue. "This is ridiculous... If Ge Yu knew about this so early, why did he come to us a few years ago asking questions?"

Jiang Ruoxue was stunned, not quite understanding what Yan Zhichun meant.

"Did he lose his memory... or is he lying to us?" Yan Zhichun asked. "But what's the point of that...?"

"Zhichun... what's wrong with you...?" Jiang Ruoxue said. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't you think Ge Yu is strange?" Yan Zhichun asked. "Or is this kid Yingxiong lying...?"

"I'm a bit confused. Ge Yu really did come to us more than seven years ago," Jiang Ruoxue replied. "What's going on with you?"

"What...?"

"You're probably like Bai Yang, not sleeping for a long time," Jiang Ruoxue said with concern. "You should rest... Your subconscious isn't as strong as his; not sleeping for too long will cause problems."

Yan Zhichun stared at Jiang Ruoxue for a long time before slowly saying, "This is ridiculous...?"

"How so?"

"You said Ge Yu came to us more than seven years ago...?" Yan Zhichun's brows knitted tightly. "He clearly arrived here just three or four years ago... What are you playing at...?"

Jiang Ruoxue's concern deepened.

"Zhichun... are you really okay?" Jiang Ruoxue stepped forward and gently pulled Yan Zhichun's arm. "When Ge Yu was here, I used to call you 'wife,' but then you got mad and told me not to. Remember?"

Yan Zhichun's pupils flickered slightly, and she felt unsteady on her feet.

Yes... when Ge Yu was around, Jiang Ruoxue did call her "wife."

But that was so long ago!

In her recollection, Jiang Ruoxue only called her that when they first met.

"What are you saying..." Yan Zhichun said, her lips trembling. "Are you saying... Ge Yu appeared before Bai Yang even showed up?"

"Yeah..."

"Duoxinpo," Zheng Yingxiong interjected. "Your energy is all over the place. If you don't calm down soon, your mind might break."

Yan Zhichun seemed not to hear Zheng Yingxiong at all and continued to look at Jiang Ruoxue with a face full of shock. "Ruoxue... this doesn't add up!"

"H-How doesn't it...?" Jiang Ruoxue whispered. She kept squeezing Yan Zhichun's shoulders, trying to help her calm down.

"This is contradictory!" Yan Zhichun said. "Do you remember why I went to find you? We argued because of Bai Yang... If Ge Yu appeared seven years ago, why would we argue over Bai Yang? Bai Yang hadn't even shown up back then—it was only at 'Renji' level! But we argued about 'Jile Qianzhuang,' which is Bai Yang's 'Diji' game!"

"You... don't scare me..." Jiang Ruoxue frowned. "We never argued because of Bai Yang... I know he's important to you, so why would I fight with you over his game?"

"You... you..." Yan Zhichun said in disbelief. "Then what did we argue about...?"

"Didn't I just say...?" Jiang Ruoxue smiled bitterly. "Don't you remember why I stopped calling you 'wife'? You got really angry and told me you didn't like that term."