I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The carriage was filled with a faint smell of leather and a cheap, overpowering aromatherapy scent.

There was also a lingering smell of smoke, I don't know when it started.

The radio was broadcasting about traffic congestion on the road. They were stuck in traffic again, with the car moving in and out of control. Xie Yan frowned in discomfort.

The air, filled with a mixture of smells, made her feel carsick, nauseous, and a little vomit-inducing.

Immediately afterwards, the car window on Shen Yan's side rolled down, and a cool breeze accompanied by slanting raindrops blew in, dispersing the smell in the car.

Xie Yan then felt a little better.

"Although there weren't many customers this afternoon, Aunt Yang's business is doing quite well. She also has chain stores in other places, so you don't need to worry."

Shen Yan's cool voice rang out, sounding exceptionally clear in the narrow space.

He knew Xie Yan wasn't asleep.

Sure enough, Xie Yan was startled. She opened her eyes, her expression a mixture of surprise and confusion. "What are you talking about? What am I worried about? Why should I be worried?"

Her reaction was perfectly normal, and there was nothing wrong with her expression; she simply seemed confused and unable to understand.

But Shen Yan acted as if he hadn't heard her, ignoring Xie Yan's expression and reaction, and just smiled and talked to himself.

"Aunt Yang has been living alone all these years. I heard that someone pursued her before, but she didn't agree."

"She's in good health, no illnesses or accidents. She even bought a new house and got a cute little Bichon Frise. Her full name is Yang Guaiguai, and her nickname is Xiaoguai."

“This area is close to the cemetery, there aren’t many residential buildings, and there’s not much foot traffic. Next time I’ll take you to see Aunt Yang’s other shops.”

The car was dark, and Shen Yan leaned against the darkness, recounting Yang Huiyun's life story over the years in great detail, regardless of whether Xie Yan wanted to listen or not.

Xie Yan clenched her fists, her heart pounded, and she felt inexplicably panicked.

Although Shen Yan was saying things that she wanted to know right now.

But why is he suddenly saying all this?

Xie Yan immediately started frantically calling out to the system in her mind: [What's going on with Shen Yan right now? Has he recognized me?]

The system finally appeared slowly: "You still remember me? I thought you'd forgotten me!"

Xie Yan hasn't been chatting with the system much lately because she doesn't have any missions left. Her cannon fodder storyline has basically come to an end, and all that's left is to die in a car accident.

But Xie Yan doesn't drive much these days; she's very careful about her life.

She cherished this hard-won life and didn't want to die yet.

Shen Yan continued speaking, his tone gentle and calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary, without any excitement or questioning.

But this calmness made Xie Yan feel a chill down her spine and a sense of insecurity.

Xie Yan was unsure whether he had recognized her or not.

[I haven't forgotten! I'm in urgent need of help!]

System: [Asking me won't help, it's not in the plot. But this reaction seems to suggest he suspects you, but how did you manage to make him realize it?]

Xie Yan pursed her lips and frowned.

He tricked me... What will happen if I find out?

Upon hearing this, the system sighed.

The host may still feel that they are trying their best to complete the task, but the current situation is that the plot is completely messed up.

The male and female protagonists became sworn siblings despite not sharing the same surname.

The villain and the female lead don't know each other yet.

The only thing that might be somewhat related to the original trajectory is Shen Yan's slight dislike for the male lead.

But the source of this emotion should have been Bai Zhiwei, but now it seems to have become Xie Yan.

The system was beginning to feel a sense of despair regarding its own world's wage distribution system.

Family members, does anyone understand? Working is so hard.

However, what is certain is that although Shen Yan's childhood was a thousand times better than in the original novel, his precarious mental state remains an extremely high-risk and uncontrollable factor.

The power of world consciousness is immense; what is destined to happen will eventually happen.

If Xie Yan is recognized by him, then she's doomed.

Shen Yan is a very cunning and ruthless man. He is skilled at disguising himself, and he is also cold-hearted and ruthless. When he goes crazy, he is terrifying.

If he didn't use those methods on Bai Zhiwei, who would he use them on?

Never underestimate the danger of a madman.

After a long pause, the system sighed deeply again. [Sigh, good luck to you, but remember, what's meant to happen will happen.]

After saying that, it disappeared, and no matter how much Xie Yan called it, it wouldn't come out.

The system's words made Xie Yan feel uneasy and extremely uncertain.

She took a deep breath and interrupted Shen Yan.

"Stop, I don't understand what you're saying at all."

Xie Yan frowned and mustered her courage to look Shen Yan directly into his eyes.

Shen Yan wasn't annoyed at being interrupted. He turned his head and looked at Xie Yan like a clever and obedient little animal, a smile still on his lips, waiting for Xie Yan to continue.

"Why do you keep talking about Aunt Yang? I don't care about her, so please stop."

She frowned, her expression calm and indifferent. "Also, I went to the cemetery this afternoon to visit an old friend of mine, and I just happened to see a child with the same name as me. I cried because of my friend."

"Oh." Shen Yan nodded obediently and thoughtfully, then her smile widened, becoming incredibly sweet.

He lowered his head and brought his bright and delicate smiling face close to Xie Yan's, so close that he could almost feel her breath.

His dark eyes sparkled with a mixture of confusion and innocence, and his voice was as gentle as a venomous snake coiling around its prey's neck, about to tighten inch by inch, sickeningly sweet.

"But Xie Yan, I didn't ask you."

Shen Yan tilted his head, his eyes unblinking, like a lifeless, exquisite mannequin, beautiful and charming, yet dangerous and eerie.

"...Why do you need to explain?"

Almost instantly, Xie Yan felt a chill run down her back, her body hair stood on end, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Shen Yan's gaze was fixed on her, making it hard for her to breathe, and she almost forgot to breathe.

Xie Yan never imagined that an eighteen-year-old boy could bring such a sense of pressure.

During their time living together, Shen Yan always acted like a docile and obedient little lamb.

But at this moment, he seemed to have shed his sheep's skin, revealing his predator nature.

She kept getting goosebumps that wouldn't go away.

Finally, she turned her face away, expressionless, but her voice was a little tense, "What am I supposed to explain? What's wrong with you today? I don't understand."

Xie Yan looked really bad.

Her face was pale, and beads of sweat were still seeping from her forehead.

I don't know if it was from nervousness or from a stomachache.

Seeing her like this, Shen Yan chuckled softly, stepped back, and took out a thermos from his bag and handed it to her.

His fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles, and very beautiful.

"Sorry, I talked too much. Are you feeling unwell? Would you like some more tea?"

Xie Yan pursed her lips, her tone stiff, "No need, thank you."

Shen Yan smiled faintly, his gaze deepening.

Back at the hotel, Xie Yan collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted. Her limbs were weak, and her back was soaked with sweat.

When Tan Zhuoran and Qi Na asked her with concern, Xie Yan brushed them off by saying she was on her period.

However, the feeling of being targeted by a venomous snake was still like a thorn in her side, making Xie Yan feel terrified.

Should she say that Shen Yan truly deserves to be called the villain?

She's so young, yet she's already so good at pretending.

Although he had been smiling the whole time, Xie Yan felt it would be better to let him punch her a couple of times and ask him directly.

Instead of trying to trick her little by little and testing her.

Xie Yan looked at the thermos cup that Shen Yan had just forcibly shoved into her hand, feeling utterly exhausted.

But what is different from them is.

Shen Yan booked his own hotel room; it was a single room.

A few years ago, Yang Huiyun encountered some difficulties when opening a branch store, and he helped her by adding some money. After all, Gu Jinhua was quite generous with her pocket money at that time.

Therefore, Yang Huiyun would also give Shen Yan a substantial bonus every year.

Although Gu Jinhua has frozen his card, at least he still has a large sum of dividends from another card that he can use.

They don't lack money.

The room was brightly lit and clean, without any clutter, but Shen Yan felt no sense of security in it.

His face was devoid of any emotion; all his obedient demeanor vanished when he was alone.

Shen Yan's mind was in turmoil.

My head hurts.

Beneath his calm expression lay a suppressed madness on the verge of exploding.

His head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to explode, like someone was constantly pricking him with needles, a dense, relentless pain.

Shen Yan sat on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily, pressing his temples tightly. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from the pain, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

My vision was blurred, and I could hear a buzzing sound in my ears.

The voice seemed to include a woman's voice.

The voice was shrill and chilling, as if it were right next to Shen Yan's ear, or echoing in his mind.

He was experiencing auditory hallucinations again.

[She's back but not looking for you, how pathetic, hahaha!]

Who do you think you are? Don't overestimate yourself!

[Her ability to go to the cemetery means she remembers her past life!]

[But even if she remembers, she won't come looking for you! She'll pretend she doesn't know you!!]

[What delusions are you still harboring? You don't actually expect anyone to love you, do you? You're dreaming!!!]

[She doesn't want to see you! She hates you!!!]

Shen Yan had a splitting headache and rolled around on the edge of the bed in agony, his face as white as paper, shaking his head tremblingly.

He murmured, "No, no, shut up...no..."

[Shen Yan, my child, my good child]

[Mom is so scared all alone, only Mom loves you.]

The woman's voice suddenly softened, like that of an ordinary mother, filled with boundless tenderness.

She coaxed him sweetly.

[Shen Yan, come keep your mother company. Mom will always love you.]