Ah Nian's Late Youth 4

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But after much thought, Ah Nian was certain he hadn't wronged her in any way. They'd only known each other for a few months; what could he possibly owe her?

A week flew by.

Naturally, he still hadn't come up with an answer.

"Good afternoon."

Stepping into the library, he saw Zi Ling, still wearing her glasses. Her

youthful combination of boots and a pleated skirt still caught his eye.

"Hmm, the Forgetful Radish has finally arrived?"

"What a weird nickname! Please don't use such mindless words..." Ah Nian felt incredibly uncomfortable with Zi Ling's nickname; he hadn't expected to hear such a disgusting term from her.

At her urging, Ah Nian sat down in his usual seat.

For some reason, facing her resentful gaze, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"So, the answer?"

"...Sorry, I didn't expect that."

Ah Nian could only surrender.

He never hesitated to be direct about these things.

"...Okay, I shouldn't have had such high expectations of you. After all, it's just a hash brown." "Isn't your species mutation a bit too much? These two families and orders are completely different!" "Anyway, they're both heartless bastards." "Bastards!?"

Although he really wanted to argue back, when Ah Nian noticed the librarian's unfriendly gaze, he could only lower his head and shut up, enduring Zi Ling's somewhat mocking look.

This guy probably deliberately chose to talk in the library, right?

Ah Nian felt his headache getting even worse.

He'd been thinking for days, but couldn't find anything Ren Wen had promised her but hadn't done, not to mention that Ah Nian didn't really like doing things for people for no reason.

"...Okay, okay, stop fooling around, come with me?"

"Where to?"

"To answer your question."

Not getting a direct response from Ziling, A-Nian, seemingly in the wrong, had no choice but to obey her instructions. Under the glare of the librarian, he followed her out of the library to the experimental building on the other side of the campus. They took the power line to the fifth floor, where he watched Ziling expertly unlock the electronic lock on the storage room.

"Go in."

"Go in!?"

A-Nian looked at Ziling, utterly bewildered.

This girl already had a key card, but why did she have to call him to a place like this before explaining?

Was this really not a scam?

"...You don't believe me?"

"You should first ask yourself what you can believe in." "Okay, you're right." Seemingly realizing her abruptness wasn't very convincing, Ziling shrugged, giving up, and went straight into the storage room, rummaging through everything.

Watching her retreating figure, A-Nian suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Ah... I think I'll go first."

"No need."

Zi Ling's decisive tone startled him.

The voice, unlike any he'd heard since they met, made Anian react a beat too late.

"Let me help you remember, Xiao Nian."

Then, Anian saw the blinding light from the flashlight in Zi Ling's hand.

—Can you hear me?

His head was spinning, and he could only awkwardly respond.

His body felt like a balloon, his limbs light and airy, allowing him to relax naturally.

—Relax, follow my instructions, okay?

His head was limp, and he could only agree blankly.

His usually jumbled thoughts now seemed tamed and calmed, leaving his head clear and even white, so he didn't resist the feeling.

—When I count the numbers, you'll return to your age, understand?

His head was limp, and he agreed.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, nor did he understand the reason for doing so, the blissful sense of relaxation made him unwilling to think too much.

"—20…18…16…What do you see now?"

His head felt warm, and he answered blankly.

Scenes of arguing and even fighting with Dead Squid in high school vividly reappeared in his blurry vision.

It was as if he had truly returned to his 16-year-old days, struggling through his studies.

"—14…13…10…Are you back in elementary school now?"

He responded, his mind calm and at peace.

He pictured himself running wildly around the playground, several teachers following behind.

He even saw his smaller self holding some kind of cloth.

"—So…do you remember what happened during your elementary school trip?"

His mind went blank.

He remembered hiking on the trip, but he didn't remember much of what happened then. "

—Come on, take a deep breath…with each exhale, your memory will become clearer…" His mind calm, he obeyed the voice. "

—Come on, exhale slowly…inhale, exhale…"

He exhaled, then inhaled, then exhaled again, and continued inhaling.

The hazy images in his mind gradually became as vivid as before.

"—Try remembering what happened then?"

He gradually summoned his long-dormant memories.

In his recollection, he was carrying a little girl about his height down a mountain.

Although his face was covered in mud and sweat, and the little girl behind him was still crying loudly, he, small as he was, still struggled down the mountain path, step by step.

—Come on, think carefully about what happened back then.

His mind calmed, and he slowly remembered.

During a primary school trip, a classmate fell down a hillside, and he went to save the clumsy girl, even carrying her down the mountain, which made him miss the assembly time and get a severe scolding from the teacher.

Although not asking the teacher for help was foolish of him.

Afterwards, the girl moved away because of her parents' work, and he forgot about it.

—Do you remember now?

His mind calmed, and he gradually remembered more things.

He suddenly remembered that after the trip, the girl would always blush and say something to him; the night before she moved, her whole family came to his house for dinner, and her parents seemed very happy, talking about something.

On the day she transferred schools, he seemed to have promised her something.

—Do you really remember everything?

His mind began to clear, and he nodded blankly——

Then, do you remember her name?

As his mind gradually cleared, he fell into thought.

A name popped into his head.

He was startled.

Then, he felt the weight in his hands and feet suddenly return, and his head, which had been hanging in the air, seemed to be violently pulled to the ground, plummeting downwards.

"—Hong Ziling!"

The dizziness vanished instantly.

The moment he uttered that name in his mind, Ah Nian felt his legs go weak, and he almost collapsed against the wall behind him.

"Haa...ha, ah...haa..."

The suffocating feeling, as if he had been submerged at the bottom of the sea for dozens of hours, made him gasp for breath.

His hands and feet were also covered with an indescribable dullness and sluggishness; his fingertips seemed to feel nothing at all, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiao, Xiao Nian, are you alright?"

Ziling's voice seemed to come through a wall of water.

Shaking his head, Ah Nian rubbed his temples a few times, and after catching his breath for a while, he felt his body gradually return to normal.

This was even more terrifying than sleep paralysis.

"Yes, I'm sorry... I didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

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