After Rebirth, I Became My Ex's "White Moonlight" - Chapter 31.1

Late at night, Cheng Siyu woke up from a dream in a daze. For a moment, she looked around in confusion, trying hard to recall where she was until the sound of a woman’s steady breathing reached her ears.

Her memory gradually returned. She took Ji Yun’s arm—which was draped haphazardly over her—and moved it away, turning her back to her. However, that hand found its way back onto her body once again.

Cheng Siyu had no choice but to give up. After tossing and turning for twenty minutes without falling back to sleep, she decided to stop trying and picked up her phone from the nightstand.

To attract attention, TV dramas and variety shows stayed pinned to the trending searches all day, their popularity only increasing. Even segments featuring her and He Wuyou had been edited into clips.

Netizens had mixed opinions about her. Some said she lacked a sense of variety show entertainment, some said she possessed a natural dry humor, and others remarked that even if she just stood there as “eye candy,” she was still beautiful to look at.

Consequently, she now had her own fan club, and her Weibo follower count was rising at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The program was originally scheduled to air on Saturday, but because this episode’s hype was so high, it had been edited into two parts. One episode would air tomorrow, Wednesday, and the other would air in its regular Saturday slot—a “double the volume at no extra cost” special.

As Cheng Siyu stared blankly at her phone, Ji Yun suddenly pressed her entire body against her, murmuring, “Aren’t you sleeping?”

“I’m not sleepy. You go ahead,” Cheng Siyu replied, dimming the phone’s brightness. But at that moment, a sharp sting came from her neck. It was Ji Yun, biting her.

“Does it hurt?” her voice followed immediately.

Her voice was no longer soft as it had been before; instead, it carried a hint of ruthlessness. For a moment, Cheng Siyu felt a sense of trance, wondering if the person beside her was the her from her previous life or this one.

“Why aren’t you speaking?” Ji Yun rubbed the tip of her nose against Cheng Siyu’s neck. Cheng Siyu snapped out of it. “It doesn’t hurt. I have to film tomorrow, let’s sleep.”

There probably isn’t a pain more intense than a car crushing one’s body, she thought.

The next morning, the alarm Cheng Siyu had set two hours early went off. She looked beside her; Ji Yun was still fast asleep. Mimicking her actions from her previous life, Cheng Siyu got out of bed and drew the curtains, letting the sunlight flood the room.

Then, she walked over to Ji Yun and placed the still-ringing alarm right next to her ear.

“Ugh.” Under the dual torture of light and sound, Ji Yun was forced to crawl out of bed, saying indignantly, “Next time, I’m making you sleep in my room.”

Cheng Siyu merely gave a shallow smile. “You were the one who wanted to come over and sleep with me. If you don’t want to wake up early, don’t come next time; you’ll get to sleep several hours more.”

These words seemed to touch a nerve with Ji Yun. “No! If I don’t come, you’ll run off with Jiang Shizi.”

“Fine, hurry up and get back to your room.” Cheng Siyu didn’t banter with her further but got up to use the bathroom. When she came out, Ji Yun was already fully armed, wearing a hat and mask, prepared to slip away.

Seeing Cheng Siyu emerge, Ji Yun hurriedly kissed her on the cheek and then quickly slipped out.

It wasn’t until the sound of the door closing echoed that Cheng Siyu lay back on the bed, though she wasn’t the least bit sleepy.

If the current her were just her old self, she would have certainly believed that Ji Yun had truly fallen in love with her.

Unfortunately, her heart was now like a pool of stagnant water, unable to produce even the slightest ripple.

In the afternoon, Cheng Siyu and Jiang Shizi were set to film their first scene of the day. It featured Lan Zixuan and Duan Xiaohe arguing over a trivial matter at a mall, resulting in Lan Zixuan slapping Duan Xiaohe on the spot, followed by the male lead, Yi Yuanze, stepping in to stand up for her. This scene also marked the beginning of Duan Xiaohe’s “blackening” arc in the script.

“I don’t even know why I have to be the one to bring her out to buy clothes.”

In the massive shopping mall, Lan Zixuan walked ahead with two friends, while Duan Xiaohe, looking out of place in her surroundings, stumbled along behind them.

“Where’s your sister? Didn’t your sister say she has a great relationship with her?” one of the friends asked. They had all heard from Lan Zixuan that Lan Yulin and Duan Xiaohe were closer than biological sisters.

“She went to the company today. So annoying,” Lan Zixuan spoke impatiently, then turned around. “Walk faster! Did my parents not give your legs?”

“I’m… I’m sorry.” Duan Xiaohe immediately started running, but accidentally knocked over a flower basket used for mall decoration.

“Can’t you even walk properly?” Lan Zixuan approached Duan Xiaohe condescendingly. A “Slap!” rang out through the entire mall.

“If you’re this clumsy next time, I’ll have my parents kick you out.”

“I… I…” Duan Xiaohe felt a burning pain on her face. Coupled with Cheng Siyu’s glass-bead-like eyes, she portrayed innocence and helplessness to perfection.

“Isn’t this just bullying?” At that moment, Yi Yuanze stepped out from nearby. Because his own mother came from a lower-class background, he felt disdain for these wealthy heiresses’ bullying behavior.

“Who are you? Since when do I need your permission to manage my family’s servant?” Lan Zixuan stood her ground defiantly, but froze the moment she saw Yi Yuanze’s face.

In the original work, Lan Yulin ended up with Duan Xiaohe, while Lan Zixuan ended up with Yi Yuanze, who had always harbored a secret crush on Duan Xiaohe.

“Who I am has nothing to do with you.”

“Cut!”

After finishing the segment, Cheng Siyu touched her face. Although Jiang Shizi hadn’t used real force, the side of her cheek touched by the palm still throbbed slightly.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?” Jiang Shizi appeared behind her at some point, helping her pull up her clothing, and spoke with a playful tone, “The bite mark is showing.”

Hearing this, Cheng Siyu’s body stiffened for a second before she remembered where Ji Yun had bitten her last night. She wanted to explain, but it seemed like explaining would only make it more awkward, so she simply said, “Thanks.”

That evening, the moment she received a call from Shen Moxu, Cheng Siyu remembered that she was on today’s flight.

“You didn’t forget me, did you, Old Cheng?! After all our years of friendship, I’ve only been gone a few days.” Shen Moxu’s exaggerated voice came from the other end.

“Ahem, I didn’t forget. Where are we eating tonight?” Cheng Siyu changed the subject.

“I don’t know, but my goddess said she comes here often and wants to treat us. I’ll send you the address later.”

Shen Moxu sounded a bit shy over the phone. This was the first time Cheng Siyu had heard such an emotion in Shen Moxu’s tone, so she couldn’t help but tease, “You’re the one who’s really landed a sugar mama.”

“I have not! Remember to bring Little Ji tonight. She treated me to a movie last time and I haven’t returned the favor; I have to treat her to hotpot this time.”

“Mhm, I got it.”

Not long after hanging up, Cheng Siyu got into Zhao Xixi’s car to head back to the hotel. To avoid paparazzi, she purposefully had Ji Yun go to the hotpot restaurant separately.

In truth, her heart simply didn’t want to travel with Ji Yun.

When she got in the car and checked her phone, she found that Shen Moxu had already created a WeChat group with her, Ji Yun, and Qin Xiangqing, naming it “S-City Successful Life Exchange Group.”

Seeing the name, Cheng Siyu couldn’t help but laugh out loud. This name was indeed very Shen Moxu.

“Siyu-jie, why aren’t you coming to the buffet with us tonight?”

Lin Zhizhi turned around to ask Cheng Siyu. Today, Zhao Xixi had finally gotten off work early and said she wanted to reward them by treating them to the hotel buffet. Only Cheng Siyu had declined.

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Yexing interrupted her, “Look at that smile; she’s definitely going on a date with her boyfriend. Stop asking so much.”

“Ohhh, I see,” Lin Zhizhi responded meaningfully.

Cheng Siyu remained silent for a few seconds before saying, “A friend of mine came to S-City to play, so we agreed to go out for a bit.”

Despite her explanation, both Li Yexing and Lin Zhizhi wore expressions that said, No need to explain, we understand.

“Let us meet your boyfriend when you have time. I’m quite curious what kind of person you would like,” Li Yexing said, looking at Cheng Siyu mischievously, though Cheng Siyu chose to filter her out.

After returning to the hotel, Cheng Siyu unexpectedly received a friend request from Xi You. If you wondered how she knew it was her, it was because her profile picture was one of Xi You’s professional portraits.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Cheng Siyu accepted, though she still hadn’t figured out how Xi You got her WeChat.

The moment the request was accepted, a “Hi” emoji was sent. Cheng Siyu only replied with two words: “Hello.” Then she typed, “How did you get my WeChat?”

After two minutes of silence, the other side replied, “As long as I want it, there’s nothing I can’t get.”

Cheng Siyu smiled and didn’t reply again.

Half an hour later, Cheng Siyu arrived at a Japanese restaurant following the address Shen Moxu had sent.

Before entering, she stood at the entrance looking at the posters for a while and noticed that the cheapest set meal was three digits. She couldn’t help but feel a bit of sentiment; she couldn’t imagine the happiness of the wealthy.

“Siyu.”

A sudden voice interrupted Cheng Siyu’s thoughts. She turned around to see Ji Yun walking toward her.

Today, she was wearing a dark green trench coat, giving Cheng Siyu the illusion that she was looking down on everything.

“Sorry, the traffic was a bit bad, so I’m late.”

Ji Yun assumed Cheng Siyu was waiting for her at the door and instinctively explained herself.

“Let’s go.”

Cheng Siyu didn’t say anything else, simply taking the lead to walk inside. But at that moment, her hand—chilled by the wind—was grasped by a hot hand.

“How long were you waiting for me that your hands got this cold?”

By the time the two entered the private room, Shen Moxu and Qin Xiangqing were already seated, flipping through the menu.

“Siyu! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!”

Seeing Cheng Siyu, Shen Moxu lunged forward and gave her a big hug.

Cheng Siyu felt that she had more of that sweet, cloying air typical of people in love, and her presence carried a hint of purity.

“You’ve gotten thinner after just a few days.” Shen Moxu reached out and rubbed Cheng Siyu’s face a few times.

“That’s… that’s enough.” Cheng Siyu’s face quickly turned red under the “torture” of her hands.

“Sit down.” After they were seated, Shen Moxu began chatting with Cheng Siyu, while Qin Xiangqing watched quietly. It wasn’t until the two finished catching up that she asked,

“What are we eating?”

“I haven’t been here before, you just order,” Shen Moxu replied obediently.

“Mhm, I’m not picky,” Cheng Siyu added. Then, remembering Ji Yun beside her, she asked, “Is there anything you want to eat?”

“No.”