After Pretending To Have Amnesia, My Mortal Enemy Senior Sister Said She Loved Me - Chapter 7

The man before her had handsome features, with a smile in his eyes, appearing refined and gentle.

But the moment he saw Xie Wenyin, a trace of coldness flashed through his gaze. Then he returned to his earlier gentlemanly appearance.

Xie Wenyin did not have to search her memories for long before she remembered that the man before her was Senior Sister’s “lover,” Divine Lord Huaiyu.

It seemed the original host had paid quite a lot of attention to him. Xie Wenyin did not even need to dig through her memories.

She silently sized up this Divine Lord Huaiyu and felt that he could indeed be considered elegant and graceful. But if he was to match Senior Sister…

He was still far from enough.

While Xie Wenyin was roasting him in her heart, the other party had already walked up to her.

“Junior Sister Xie, it has been many days,” Huaiyu took the initiative to say.

Xie Wenyin came back to herself. She kept feeling that this Divine Lord Huaiyu did not look simple. Unfortunately, she had transmigrated into the book right after reaching the plot where the original host died, so she knew nothing about the later developments, nor did she know this person’s true nature.

She pretended not to know the person in front of her at all. “This senior brother, do we know each other?”

The other party paused, as if he were thinking about something.

“Junior Sister Xie… did you truly lose your memory?”

Xie Wenyin nodded cautiously. “Mm. Sorry, Senior Brother.”

“No matter.” Huaiyu waved a hand magnanimously. “My name is Huaiyu. I am your senior brother.”

“And also A Ning’s good friend.”

“…”

A Ning? Was he calling Senior Sister that?

That was truly intimate. Presumably, Senior Sister had tacitly allowed it. Their relationship seemed pretty good…

If Senior Sister had someone pleasing by her side to keep her company, perhaps her inner demon would slowly decrease too?

At this thought, the inexplicable heaviness in Xie Wenyin’s heart instantly vanished like smoke.

This was a good thing!

But this person could call someone as fairy-like as Senior Sister “A Ning”… Xie Wenyin felt a trace of envy.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can call her Senior Sister, though. Can you? I’m her only junior sister.

In that brief moment, Xie Wenyin’s emotions took several sharp turns. But very quickly, she sorted them all out herself again.

She had always been someone with an excellent mentality.

“Oh, oh, so that’s how it is. Hello, Senior Brother Huaiyu.” Xie Wenyin gave him a salute.

“Junior Sister really has changed quite a lot. You’re no longer as naughty as you were before.”

Huaiyu’s tone carried helplessness, but Xie Wenyin also heard a trace of mockery in it.

Her mentality was good, but that did not mean she was careless. On the contrary, she was very sensitive.

Heh. Are we that close? Xie Wenyin rolled her eyes at Huaiyu in her heart.

“I promised Senior Sister that I would cultivate properly. Since I said it, I will do it.” Xie Wenyin replied neither warmly nor coldly.

Huaiyu revealed a gratified expression. “That would be for the best.”

“If you behave yourself, A Ning will be able to worry less. Seeing her fret over you makes me feel rather uneasy too.”

…I get it, your relationship is good, okay! Why do you keep bringing up Senior Sister? Scheming man.

Xie Wenyin did not realize that she and Huaiyu seemed to have locked horns. Both of them, intentionally or otherwise, kept tugging the topic toward their relationship with Feng Ning, each trying to secretly press the other down.

Xie Wenyin was too lazy to keep smiling along. “Senior Brother, where is my senior sister? Wasn’t she supposed to come to the outer sect today to repair the barrier?”

Huaiyu conjured a horsetail whisk and brushed past Xie Wenyin. “For such a small matter, there is no need to trouble A Ning. I can come in her place.”

Xie Wenyin turned her head to look at Huaiyu’s back. “Did you tell Senior Sister? Did she agree?”

A faint, barely perceptible laugh drifted into Xie Wenyin’s ears. “Naturally.”

…Damn it. He really managed to show off.

Xie Wenyin no longer wanted to bother with this person. Seeing that there was nothing here for her to help with, she simply held her sword and went to the outer sect arena to practice swordsmanship.

By coincidence, she ran into He Yanyu. The other woman really was an honor student. As long as it was a place for cultivation, there was a very high chance of spawning one He Yanyu.

Xie Wenyin amused herself with this thought, then walked over to her with a smile and began asking this promising talent, who had caught Feng Ning’s eye, for guidance.

But Xie Wenyin soon regretted provoking He Yanyu. The other woman was terrifying. She dragged Xie Wenyin into endless practice, and the moment she saw anything lacking, she immediately corrected it. Then they resumed training without delay.

Just like that, Xie Wenyin was forced to cultivate for an entire afternoon. Only when the setting sun gradually sank did He Yanyu finally let her go.

Her cultivation had improved rapidly in that one afternoon, but she was also truly exhausted.

After returning to her residence, she stretched her limbs, then fell straight into bed and slept. Even when the breeze blew the loosely shut window lattice until it creaked and groaned, it failed to wake her.

In the middle of the night, Xie Wenyin slowly turned over. In her drowsy haze, she seemed to see Feng Ning dressed in dark robes, walking aimlessly through an endless snowfield, alone with a sword in hand—powerful, yet shattered.

She could not quite tell whether this was reality or a dream.

In her trance, the system’s voice suddenly sounded in her head:

[System notification: Senior Sister’s inner demon +1… +1 +1… +1… +1…]

Xie Wenyin woke instantly and sprang up from bed like a carp flipping upright.

“What is going on?? Stop, stop!”

The system’s voice did not stop. Xie Wenyin was so anxious that she jumped out of bed and paced back and forth.

Only when Feng Ning’s inner demon had risen to 810 did the system’s voice finally stop.

Xie Wenyin hurriedly grabbed the outer robe hanging nearby, shoved her feet into her shoes, and rushed out of her room.

She ran all the way to the foot of Yuechu Peak at her fastest speed, her heart beating so quickly it felt as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

Senior Sister, please don’t do anything reckless. Wait for me!

Xie Wenyin gathered spiritual power and poured it into her sword, then rode it up to Yuechu Peak. The moment she landed, she saw that Divine Lord Huaiyu was also there.

The other party was leaning against the trunk of a locust tree, his expression not very good, as if he were grieving over something here.

Xie Wenyin had no time to care why he had not gone inside. She directly passed Huaiyu and ran toward Feng Ning’s sleeping hall.

Seeing how hurried the newcomer was, Huaiyu secretly sneered.

A Ning is unwilling to see me. Could she possibly be willing to see you?

—

Xie Wenyin arrived at the courtyard entrance. The last time she came here had been when she was doing that filthy thing of drugging someone.

She still remembered that Feng Ning had shut her outside the door here.

She had not expected that, on her second visit, she would have to barge in by force again.

She lifted her foot and kicked the courtyard gate open fiercely.

“Senior Sister—I’m here!!”

Xie Wenyin panted heavily. The instant she lifted her head, what she saw was a bamboo-woven reclining chair.

Senior Sister had her back to her, half-lying on the reclining chair in the courtyard. A long, plain-colored robe was draped loosely over her, the fabric sliding down along the lines of her shoulders and neck, revealing a small stretch of pale nape.

Her black hair hung loose behind the back of the chair, the ends almost touching the ground.

Hearing Xie Wenyin’s voice, Feng Ning turned her head slightly, smoke slowly spilling from her mouth.

Xie Wenyin’s footsteps paused.

She watched the person on the reclining chair raise the hand holding a pipe and slowly wave it.

“Something wrong?”

The other woman was like a spirit fox disturbed from a light nap, her tone carrying a faint trace of displeasure.

The reclining chair slowly turned around, and Xie Wenyin saw that face that made her breath suddenly catch.

Seeing Xie Wenyin panting and staring blankly, Feng Ning frowned.

“Speak.”

Only then did Xie Wenyin come back to herself. Step by step, she shuffled to Feng Ning’s side and grinned. “Nothing. I just missed Senior Sister, so I came to see you.”

It turned out she had worried too much. She had thought Senior Sister might do something reckless. It was good that she was fine.

Feng Ning lifted her eyes and glanced at the full moon hanging at the edge of the sky. “Not sleeping in the middle of the night.”

“Senior Sister isn’t sleeping in the middle of the night either.”

“…”

The other woman said nothing. She raised her hand again, bringing the pipe to her lips.

Seeing this, Xie Wenyin stretched out a hand and stopped her.

“…?” Feng Ning’s gaze fell onto her hand.

Xie Wenyin’s mind kept turning. What could she do to comfort Senior Sister a little and make her happy? If Feng Ning was left to continue like this, her inner demon would rise again.

Thinking of this, Xie Wenyin recalled Divine Lord Huaiyu outside Yuechu Peak.

His relationship with Senior Sister should be pretty good.

Xie Wenyin tentatively said, “Senior Sister, when I came just now, I saw Divine Lord Huaiyu.”

Feng Ning did not respond.

Xie Wenyin continued, “Then… should your junior sister call him over to keep Senior Sister company?”

The moment these words came out, Xie Wenyin felt Feng Ning’s aura beside her become unstable.

[System notification: Senior Sister’s inner demon +1.]

“I won’t call him, I won’t call him! I just said it casually.”

Xie Wenyin hurriedly waved her hands. She had not expected that casually mentioning Divine Lord Huaiyu would actually make Senior Sister’s inner demon rise.

Why was that? But she had no way to ask directly.

On the reclining chair, Feng Ning’s face was bloodless, and her amber pupils seemed to have lost their color, making her whole person look far more melancholy.

Seeing that she was about to raise the pipe again, Xie Wenyin moved quickly and simply snatched it away, then placed it aside.

“…What are you doing?”

Feng Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression somewhat blank.

“Senior Sister doesn’t need to quietly hurt by herself. Although I don’t know what is troubling you, I can help relieve your boredom.”

Hearing this, Feng Ning glanced at her. “The last time you said that, you poisoned this Venerable the next day.”

“This…”

Original host, you really weren’t a decent thing.

“That must have been something stupid I did before I lost my memory. Senior Sister, I was wrong… But now, I absolutely won’t do such despicable things anymore.” Xie Wenyin stared into Feng Ning’s eyes and promised sincerely.

Seeing Feng Ning remain unmoved, Xie Wenyin steeled her heart and, with crisp slaps, smacked herself twice hard across the face to show her sincerity.

She would just treat it as slapping the original host on Senior Sister’s behalf!

Her originally fair cheeks instantly showed red marks, making them especially obvious.

The sharp sounds made Feng Ning abruptly turn her head.

Her hand was slender and slightly cool, with thin calluses on the pads of her fingers. With a little force, she pinched Xie Wenyin’s chin, forcing her to lift her head and draw even closer to herself.

Feng Ning’s action shocked Xie Wenyin badly. She did not dare move at all, and her breathing grew chaotic.

“…Senior Sister?”

The other woman ignored Xie Wenyin’s soft call.

The night breeze brushed through the space between them, carrying away a trace of heat.

Only then did Feng Ning slowly loosen some of the strength in her hand. She stared at the red marks on Xie Wenyin’s face, and a difficult-to-describe emotion flashed through her eyes, as if she had fallen into some kind of memory.

After a long while, she said, “It would be bad if you hurt your face.”

Senior Sister really did care about her.

Feeling the strength on her chin lessen quite a bit, Xie Wenyin silently shrank her neck back.

She laughed awkwardly. “Senior Sister, your temper is really good.”

“…What?”

“I treated you like that in the past, but now you’re only pinching my chin. You didn’t even think of directly strangling me.”

If she, Xie Wenyin, had been bullied by the original host like that, she would definitely have snapped the other person’s neck!

Feng Ning did not answer at once. Instead, she pondered for a moment, then said rather offhandedly,

“You like that?”

Xie Wenyin froze. “…Huh?”

“…Cough. Nothing. I said it casually.”

Xie Wenyin did not quite understand what Senior Sister meant. But she knew—even felt certain—that tonight, Senior Sister would not be troubled by her inner demon again.

That was enough.

“Senior Sister, how about your junior sister accompanies you for a walk?”