It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

"Miss, look, the moon is so beautiful today." Xiao Taohong said excitedly.

Lin Zhihe looked up. Yes, it was indeed very beautiful, and it was as beautiful as the "once-in-two-hundred-years" moon on the day of the time travel.

Moon, oh moon, can you take her back? Back to the place where she truly belongs, to be herself?

"Master, it's windy outside, let's go back to the house." Xiao Taohong's tone was a little worried.

"Let's go back." Lin Zhihe looked at the moon, "Let's go have a drink."

Liu Li brought a bottle of wine, picked up three glasses, and poured half a glass for each of them.

The wine glasses in ancient times were very small, and Liu Li only poured them half a glass. Lin Zhihe squinted her eyes with a teasing look in her eyes: Are you looking down on me?

Seeing her understanding, Liu Li handed her the cup and said, "Master, although this wine smells sweet, it has a strong aftertaste. Drink slowly, or you will get drunk in no time."

Lin Zhihe shook her head and grabbed the wine jug to fill it up. The purification technology of ancient winemaking was not advanced, so no matter how strong it was, it would not be very strong. Her drinking capacity was among the best in her dormitory and even in her class.

Lin Zhihe poured himself a full cup and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine tasted sweet and had a herbal aroma, not strong at all. She looked at another jar and asked, "What kind of wine is that?"

Liu Li followed Lin Zhihe's gaze and picked up the jar that had been neglected. "Master, this was sent to me by the imperial kitchen. It's the wine we drink, brewed with malt koji. It has a rough taste. I'm afraid you're not used to it."

Made from malt koji? That's grain wine! Finally, something strong.

She extended her index finger and hooked it, "This is it."

Liu Li took out a wine jug and wanted to pour the jar of wine into it.

Lin Zhihe grabbed the jar of wine and said, "Why bother with that? Just give it to me."

Liu Li was about to speak to stop him, but Lin Zhihe waved his hand and said, "Trust me."

This boast was not in vain. Lin Zhihe did what he said and fulfilled his promise of "drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk".

After drinking one cup after another, she didn't feel drunk at all, just a little dizzy, at most slightly tipsy.

He thought the cup was too small, so he just drank from the jar.

I don't know when the moon came, but it shone obliquely into the window of the main hall.

Lin Zhihe pointed to the sky and said, "Liu Li, Xiao Taohong, look, the moon!"

Xiao Taohong was already drunk, her head resting on the table, still stubbornly holding her wine glass in her hand.

Liu Li was also drunk, and her fair face was flushed, making her even more charming than usual.

What a beautiful face! Lin Zhihe thought so and actually touched it.

It's bouncy and soft, and feels very good.

Xiao Taohong was drunk, so Lin Zhihe could only pull Liu Li and point to the sky again, "Liu Li, look, the moon."

Liu Li followed the direction of her finger and repeated, "Yes, the moon."

"Liu Li, you know what? Now I finally understand why those demoted poets feel sad when they see the moon, because I feel sad when I see the moon, too."

The moon seemed to be the only bond between her and her own world, and the only witness of her existence in the 21st century. A mortal's body only lasts a few decades, and she might travel back in a few months, or she might never travel back in her lifetime, and even she herself would forget her identity as a time traveler.

But the moon is still in the sky, no matter the joys and sorrows of the world, it will hang in the sky forever.

Lord Moon, do you know? Do you see me? I have been left in the corner of this era. It won't be long before I will forget myself. Will you still remember me?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhihe felt even more sad. Did her mom and dad miss her? If the original owner really exchanged souls with her, would it cause trouble for them? After all, the original owner was so willful, there was nothing she dared not do.

"Don't cry." Liu Li took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Is there someone you miss?" Lin Zhihe and Liu Li looked at each other.

When talking about the person she missed, Liu Li smiled gently, and even her voice became gentle.

He turned away and looked at the moon, "I have a niece, she is the only relative I have in this world."

Niece? This is the first time I heard Liu Li mention it.

"So where is she now?"

"In..." Liu Li glanced at her, "In Nuanhong Pavilion."

"Then why haven't you ever mentioned her?"

"No one from Nuanhong Pavilion can see it."

I don’t know if Lin Zhihe heard it wrong, but Liu Li’s voice sounded a little cold and lonely.

"Nuanhong Pavilion..." Lin Zhihe repeated subconsciously.

"I'll tell you a secret." Lin Zhihe pulled Liu Li over, and the two were only a few centimeters apart.

"I don't have amnesia." She leaned over to Liu Li's ear and whispered.

Hearing this, Liu Li's mind seemed to explode, her scalp went numb, and her eyes went blank in an instant.

He looked at Lin Zhihe in disbelief, not believing that Lin Zhihe could have deceived him. It felt like he had swallowed a piece of gold, and he couldn't speak.

"I haven't lost my memory." Lin Zhihe thought he didn't hear her, so she raised her voice a little.

Liu Li grabbed Lin Zhihe's arm, still unable to believe it, "What did you say? Do you know what you are saying?"

"You lied to me? You lied to me? How could you actually lie to me?" His voice was hoarse, as if he was barely squeezing these words out of his chest.

"Yeah, I lied to you. I'm sorry." Lin Zhihe's tone was very relaxed, and even a little relieved, with a little pride on his face. "Even you believed it. Look how well I pretended..."

It's not like he didn't suspect Lin Zhihe and he had tested her many times, but she was like a completely different person, even her tastes were completely different. He thought he understood Lin Zhihe and that she would never pretend to be so convincing.

Did he overestimate himself or underestimate Lin Zhihe?

It turns out that when a person is extremely angry, the fire in his heart will not burn others, but only burn himself. His internal organs seem to have been plucked out and cooked in hot oil.

"You've gone through all this trouble just to humiliate me, haven't you?"

This sentence seemed to be asking Lin Zhihe, but also seemed to be asking himself, how could I be stupid enough to believe in this vicious woman?

How could he believe her given her past bad deeds and what she had done to him?

He always thought she was a fool, but he didn't expect that he was the real fool.

"Degrading you?" Lin Zhihe stared at her innocent eyes, "No."

"I'm telling you, I don't have any amnesia at all."

The four words "no amnesia" were like several whips, each of which whipped him.

"I'm not Lin Zhihe at all."

How could he be...

what?

Liu Li seemed to have a little hope. He couldn't wait to ask: "What do you mean by no amnesia?"

But Lin Zhihe was no longer in a hurry at this time. She picked up the wine glass and took another sip. The sweet-scented osmanthus wine immediately filled her mouth.

"I'm not Lin Zhihe, I came from somewhere else. I'm not losing my memory, I just don't know you at all, do you understand?" Lin Zhihe seemed very sad, and another tear fell.

Liu Li resisted the urge to wipe her tears and tightly clenched the handkerchief in his hand, "I don't understand."

She picked up her gilded octagonal silver cup with flower and bird patterns, and then put the gilded high-footed silver cup with flower and bird patterns on the table, "Look, your cup is filled with grain wine, and mine is filled with fruit wine, right?"

Although she didn't know what she wanted to say, Liu Li couldn't help but nodded.

Lin Zhihe picked up the cup in Taohong's hand again, poured the wine in her cup into Taohong's cup, and then poured his cup into her empty cup, "Look, the cup is still the same cup, but the wine inside is no longer the fruit wine, it has become your grain wine"

"Lin Zhihe and I are not the same person. Although we look the same on the surface, our insides are completely different, just like these two glasses of wine."

Liu Li looked at the cup in her hand, then looked at the empty cup in her own hand, and instantly felt relieved.

Although he still didn't fully understand, he knew that Lin Zhihe was not lying to her and she was not the same person as before...

"Do you understand?" Lin Zhihe looked at him with eager eyes.

"Almost." Liu Li told the truth.

"Where did the previous Lin Zhihe go?"

This time it was Lin Zhihe who was at a loss. There was a layer of mist in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "I don't know. It may have gone to my body, or it may have disappeared into thin air."

It would be best if it disappeared without a trace, Liu Li prayed silently in her heart.

But he would not say such words to Lin Zhihe. He knew that Lin Zhihe had not lied to him. The Lin Zhihe in front of him was a completely new person. That was enough.

"Then the home that the master is talking about is not the Lin family?"

Lin Zhihe shook his head. "It's not the Lin family you know. It's my own family. My father and mother are here. The three of us live a simple and happy life."

"I don't know what happened, I ended up in Lin Zhihe's body all of a sudden, and I came here to clean up the mess, and you guys accused me of pushing a child into the water."

Maybe she felt wronged, she started crying again as she spoke, "I am a model student. I have all-round development in morality, intelligence, physique, aesthetics and labor. How could I push a little kid?" She drank so much and finally got drunk. The words in her mouth stuck together, as soft as a ball of rice cake.

However, what is a three-good student?

Liu Li was very confused. Was it something from her world?

"Do you believe me?" Lin Zhihe looked at him.

"Believe."

"You believe such a bizarre thing?" Lin Zhihe widened his eyes in surprise.

How could I not believe him? As long as he was not being lied to, he would believe in Arabian Nights and Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

"Liu Li is still smart." Lin Zhihe shook his body, "I'm going to sleep, you can play by yourself."

Without waiting to take a few steps, he turned back and said, "Help Xiao Taohong to my room."