CH 75.1

Not many people in the world aren’t fond of games. 

There was a wide variety of games that one could choose from, ranging from mobile games to first-player shooting and role playing games. Even Mahjong and Blackjack were considered games too. These were entertainment choices devised by the brilliance of humanity, catering to people of all walks of life. 

Just like how white-collar workers occasionally peeked into their social media accounts during working hours, Ji Fanyin was overtly fond of gaming during working hours. 

When Bai Zhou remarked, “Can’t you play any better than that?”, Ji Fanyin fulfilled his wish and thoroughly kicked his ass. 

“Tsk! Fine, I admit defeat. Happy now?” Bai Zhou grumbled in displeasure after having lost in every single game he had challenged Ji Fanyin to. He eyed the time and said, “It’s 1 o’clock now. Let’s go have lunch.”

Ji Fanyin already had a good idea as to what Bai Zhou was up to today.

He was planning to review whatever pieces of the pathetically few memories they shared together, likely with the aim of repainting them with new colors. If Ji Fanyin was still ‘Ji Fanyin’, she might have been moved by his sincerity. 

Unfortunately, ‘Ji Fanyin’ was no longer around. Also, if Ji Fanyin didn’t transmigrate over to this world, Bai Zhou wouldn’t have had a change of heart either. 

That was a huge gap in logic that was simply impossible to overlook. 

The restaurant Bai Zhou picked for lunch was another extension of his memories with ‘Ji Fanyin’. It was the place their group had gone after having their fun at the arcade that day.

According to ‘Ji Fanyin’s’ memories, she hardly ate anything that day. The restaurant had a glass turntable where the dishes were served, so as to make it easier for customers to get the dish they wanted. Unfortunately, ‘Ji Fanyin’ was unable to grasp the timing for her to turn the turntable, so she was stuck with eating the dishes that happened to stop in front of her. 

Bai Zhou had specially booked a huge table just for the two of them.

Ji Fanyin: “…”

When it was finally time to foot the bill, Bai Zhou walked up to the cashier and took out his wallet. 

Do youngsters nowadays still bring wallets with them? I thought they roamed the world with just a phone in hand. At most, I thought they would just bring a portable charger with them.

Ji Fanyin couldn’t recall Bai Zhou ever using a wallet, so his unusual behavior piqued her attention. She swiftly noticed a small picture pasted inside the wallet. 

… A neoprint? Are you a grade schooler?

Despite Bai Zhou’s desperate attempt to paint over old memories, the fact still remained that his interactions with ‘Ji Fanyin’ were severely lacking. It was to the extent where a day was more than enough to run through all of the memories, even amidst dilly-dallying.

They had dinner at the hotel where they’d had a farewell banquet to send Ji Xinxin off. 

That was actually the place Ji Fanyin and Bai Zhou first met. She had used the excuse that Ji Xinxin detested the smell of cigarettes to play the arrogant young man like a fool, and it looked like her lie hadn’t been exposed to date. 

Their schedule for the day ended at a coffee shop.

As Bai Zhou handed the freshly brewed latte to Ji Fanyin, the clock in the nearby square started to chime a total of nine times. 

Bai Zhou asked with a pleading voice, “… Can we head to one more location?”

“I’m off work now,” Ji Fanyin rejected him heartlessly. “Do you intend to pay me extra?”

Bai Zhou fell silent for a brief moment before shaking his head. Ji Fanyin was surprised to see that. 

There were people in the world who were money-minded and showed contempt toward the rich. Bai Zhou was different from them—he seemed to hate money.

Whenever he spent money, he would squander it as if it was nothing more than a tool to vent his emotions.

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This was the first time she was seeing Bai Zhou hesitate when it came to money. This meant what he was up to wasn’t as simple as just ‘heading to another location’.