Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 305 Changing Name and Surname

Chapter 305 Changing Name and Surname

Yan Xun thought to himself, his father was really on guard. He must have been terrified when he saw Shuangshuang sneaking into the room.

"Brother, do you still dream at night?" Shuangshuang suddenly asked.

Yan Xun looked at her, "Dreaming?"

"Did I used to dream a lot?"

"Yes!" Shuangshuang nodded. "I used to hear you banging on the door in the middle of the night."

She seemed to recall something frightening, "Dad said you're sick and need to take medicine."

“You used to wake up frequently in the middle of the night and walk around the house.”

Shuangshuang looked at Yan Xun and said, "He's a little scary."

"Besides, you have a bad temper," Shuangshuang said earnestly to Yan Xun. "It's better this way."

She looked at Yan Xun and asked, "Is that medicine very effective?"

"Today, my mom said that when she takes me to my tutoring class, she can also go to the hospital to get my medicine."

Shuangshuang had no idea that she had accidentally revealed a big secret.

Yan Xun naturally remembered the little pills from Dr. Du's place. "Did Mom and Dad tell you that I'm like this because I'm sick?"

Shuangshuang nodded.

“They say you’re sick, and sometimes you can’t control yourself.” Shuangshuang seemed to have a hard time understanding this. “It’s like there’s a second person inside you.”

"You'll feel better after taking the medicine," she told Yan Xun.

"When my mom took me to my tutoring class today, she told me to stay in the classroom for a while after class so she could get my medicine."

She looked at Yan Xun earnestly, "Brother, are you still taking your medicine?"

"Hmm." Yan Xun reached out to pat Shuangshuang's head, but then thought it inappropriate, so he handed her a bag of candy instead. "In your memory, have your father and uncle ever argued?"

"We argued," Shuangshuang said.

She made a large gesture, "They had a really big argument that time."

"It seems to be because of Grandma?"

Shuangshuang said uncertainly, "Uncle said Daddy has gone crazy."

"They say Dad is a troublemaker who created two little monsters."

When Shuangshuang got to this point, her expression became somewhat conflicted. "Is the little monster... referring to us?" She looked at Yan Xun, as if trying to get an answer from him.

Yan Xun never expected that Lou Yanchuan would say such a thing during the argument.

He also remembered the email Lou Yanchuan had mentioned. In the email, Lou Yanchuan had expressed his surprise but still offered his blessings upon learning that his brother and sister-in-law were pregnant.

However, in Shuangshuang's memory, he had a big fight with Yan Xun's father and angrily denounced Yan Xun and Shuangshuang as two little monsters.

Yan Xun knew who he was. He looked at Shuangshuang and said, "He's talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

"I'm not angry," Shuangshuang said. "Mom said Uncle is in a bad mood."

"So they had a big fight? And then Uncle left home and never came back?"

Shuangshuang continued nodding, "Then Uncle got injured, we moved, and then we moved here."

Why did we suddenly move?

Shuangshuang looked at Yan Xun strangely, as if she didn't understand why he didn't even remember this.

"Because that house isn't safe," Shuangshuang said. "We have to move out first."

"Hmm?" This is different from what Lou Yanchuan remembered.

According to the other party's memory, the reason they moved was because they didn't have enough money to treat their grandmother's illness, so they had to move.

If you look at the timeline, Lou Yanchuan was abroad at that time, and the move was sudden—it's normal that the reason he knew wasn't the truth.

"Unsafe?" Yan Xun said. "Didn't Mom and Dad say why?"

Shuangshuang looked at Yan Xun, beckoned to him, as if she wanted to whisper something.

Yan Xun leaned closer.

"...That house is haunted at night," Shuangshuang whispered.

"So Mom and Dad feel unsafe."

"Haunted?" Yan Xun was skeptical.

"Because Grandma used to be very powerful, those things didn't dare to cause trouble," Shuangshuang explained. "Mom said we're just ordinary people and can't deal with those things, so we can only move away first."

"Let the capable people handle it."

A figure immediately flashed into Yan Xun's mind, "A man with a goatee?"

"Brother, you remembered?" Shuangshuang asked in surprise. "He seems to know you."

"You know me?"

“I saw him greet my brother…” Shuangshuang recalled with a frown, “but you don’t know him.”

“When you ask him who he is, he says he’s a friend of my dad’s.”

“He said he knows a little about feng shui and can help solve problems,” Shuangshuang said. “He’s a friend of my dad.”

"They also asked if you're taking your medicine on time and if you still have a headache."

"I still have a headache?" Yan Xun asked, puzzled.

Shuangshuang nodded again.

Yan Xun looked at Shuangshuang sitting opposite him and knew that this was a new clue that had been unlocked after his exploration level had reached a certain point.

If he didn't know the master's role in this, even if he specifically asked Shuangshuang these questions, Shuangshuang wouldn't be able to recall anything at all.

Just like the cardboard box she moved to her front door, if Yan Xun didn't know enough clues, Shuangshuang would have kept the cardboard box hidden forever.

"Where did you find this cardboard box?" Yan Xun asked, looking at the cardboard box he had brought in.

"Under the bed," Shuangshuang said. "My pen fell on the floor when I was doing my homework."

Even though Shuangshuang didn't tell Yan Xun what happened next, he already knew.

While looking for the pen that had fallen on the ground, she happened to see this cardboard box with Yan Xun's name on it.

"Thank you, Shuangshuang," Yan Xun said.

He glanced at the clock. "You should go back and wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed." He took the puffed snacks and candy from Shuangshuang's hands. "Eat them tomorrow."

Shuangshuang jumped off the chair and made a face at Yan Xun, "Remember to help me with my homework."

After Shuangshuang left, Yan Xun opened the box full of books and documents.

There weren't many interesting books, but Yan Xun immediately spotted the "weekly journal" hidden under the Chinese textbook.

Presumably to improve their writing skills, this journal is to be submitted once a week, with no limit on the content, but the word count must be around 1000 words.

The first few journal entries seemed normal, but Yan Xun quickly found clues in them.

I had another dream a few nights ago. In the dream, I was both crying and laughing, saying that my child had died.

[It was a dream from God's perspective. I felt like I was sometimes standing in the sky watching everything happening on the ground, and sometimes watching those people telling me to throw the child away.]

Everything around me was gray and gloomy. I thought it was just a dream, but when I stepped out of the mud-brick house, I found dust everywhere. Everyone avoided my gaze, as if I were something dirty.

I probably couldn't understand what those people were saying, but I could understand what they meant. They said I was unlucky and an unclean thing, and told me to throw everything away in my house, or they would burn it down.

I was very angry and furious, but after a while, I found that my vision had returned to the sky, a place completely unfamiliar to me.

In my dream, there was a child following me, saying he wanted to learn skills from me.

I told him, "If you're not afraid of death, then follow me." He said, "I have real skills, so you should follow me."

[By the way, there's a really, really big osmanthus tree in that village... When I woke up, I could still remember their accents. I didn't dare tell my parents, and I was a little distracted when I went to tutoring. I almost forgot my schoolbag on the way home, but luckily someone there was helping out and called me back.]

He said I forgot my backpack. I don't know why, but I felt a sense of familiarity when I saw him, even though he looks like a bamboo pole.

I searched for the osmanthus tree from my dream and found a few locations that seemed similar, but those places were all too far away from me. I don't know why I dreamed about them. Could this be related to past lives?

Did I see myself in my past life?

The teacher's comments followed, roughly saying that Yan Xun might be having a vivid dream about something he'd been thinking about during the day, and that Yan Xun should come to his office after class so they could discuss some things face-to-face.

Yan Xun continued flipping through the pages.

Last weekend, I met a man with a goatee who claimed to be a fortune teller. He said he could tell at a glance that I was being plagued by something, and that my haggard appearance indicated I had been troubled by it for a long time.

I told him he was crazy, ignored him, and went to my tutoring class. When get out of class ended, I ran into the same person who had found my bag before. He greeted me and asked if I had been bothered by strange people that afternoon.

I asked him what he meant, whether he was stalking me. He said no, he happened to see a man with a goatee following me when he came to the tutoring center. He was worried that the man was strange and was about to come over to help when he noticed that I had shaken off the goatee. So he wanted to ask me if I knew that man.

I found it strange that he said he was from Yunshan University and was helping out here.

I told him about the goatee and also mentioned my dream. He said he used to have the same dream often, always about drowning, which is why he doesn't like being near swimming pools.

I asked him his name, and he said it was Xie Qingdu.

[What a strange person, but even stranger is that goatee.]

Then came the teacher's comments, saying that it was a good thing that Yan Xun was very vigilant, and that if he encountered that goatee again, he could talk to an adult.

Xie Qingdu is a very strange person. I've noticed that even when I don't go to tutoring classes, I still see him elsewhere. He seems to be short of money and works odd jobs everywhere.

I offered to lend him money, but he refused, saying he couldn't take money from a high school student. He added that he was working hard and would be better off after graduation.

I'm skeptical of this. I saw that goatee again today, it's annoying. To thank him for helping me chase people away, I treated him to fast food, but he said he wasn't hungry. I told him, "Don't lie to me."

Sitting in the fast food restaurant, I noticed he looked very tired and smelled of smoke and alcohol. I asked him if he hadn't gone home last night and had been out partying. He said no, he had finished work last night and wanted to go back to his dorm, but found his roommate had locked him out. He had things to do today and didn't have time to rest, so he had to go out first.

I offered to help him teach those people a lesson, but Xie Qingdu said no need, he could handle it himself. I bet he couldn't handle a damn thing.

He asked if I was still dreaming, saying he saw me dozing off in class.

[I mentioned in my dream that I was recently researching how to cast spells to curse people. I seemed to be a bad guy. I also heard the name of a village in my dream, and discovered that the place actually exists, although it was renamed from Luoyin Village to Luoyin Village.]

He asked me if I wanted to find a fortune teller, and I said my grandmother was a fortune teller, but like my uncle, I didn't believe in such things.

I don't plan to tell my parents. They won't believe me anyway; they'll just tell me to remember to take my medicine on time so my condition will improve and I won't have hysteria.

I asked them which hospital prescribed the medication, but they wouldn't say. I also think there might be something wrong with the medication.

In his later weekly journal entries, Yan Xun didn't mention the dream or the master again. He originally thought the matter had been resolved, but unexpectedly, he brought it up again in his later journal entries.

My parents found out about it anyway. They said they consulted a fortune teller who suspected there was something wrong with my name, and they'd change it for me after the exams.

I told them they were crazy, but they said they specifically consulted a master fortune teller.

Upon seeing this, Yan Xun immediately went to rummage through the remaining books in the cardboard box.

Finally, an earlier book was found at the bottom of the cardboard box. The name on it was indeed not "Yan Xun" but "Lou Xiaoxun".

He never went to that tutoring class again after graduating from high school. According to the design of the instance, the player will not have any related memories until they unlock the relevant clues.

So before Yan Xun discovered this diary, Yan Xun was a "stranger" to Xie Qingdu.

Of course, it's also possible that Xie Qingdu really doesn't remember this ordinary student he met a few times while working part-time.

Perhaps because her diary had been discovered, Yan Xun suddenly received a message from Xie Qingdu on her phone—

[Bamboo Pole: Haven't we met before? I remember when I was working at a tutoring center, a student said he often had nightmares.]

[Bamboo Pole: Is that you?]

[Bamboo Pole: I really wanted to thank him for treating me to dinner.]

[Bamboo Pole: But why are you called Yan Xun now? Did you change your name?]

[Bamboo Pole: I remember your name back then was Lou Xiaoxun. When your grandma said your name was Yan Xun, I didn't realize it was you.]

Yan Xun read the message and immediately made a voice call.

The call was answered quickly, and Xie Qingdu sounded a little nervous on the other end of the line. "I didn't mean to forget you, I just don't know why my memory has become so bad lately."

"Just now, when I was looking at my phone, I suddenly saw a photo of me working at a tutoring center, and I suddenly remembered that I think I've seen you before."

“You seem a little different back then,” Xie Qingdu said. “Your hair was very short and black back then.”

"And why did you change your name?" Xie Qingdu asked. "I remember your name back then was Lou Xiaoxun."

“My family listened to the master’s advice and said that my frequent dreams were because my name was not suitable for me.” Yan Xun explained the reason for changing his name simply, “I changed my name after graduation.”

"I remember I encountered a conman with a goatee because of my dream," Yan Xun asked tentatively. "Do you remember?"