Time Travel Begins the Moment I Divorce My Wife - Chapter 12

Ji Xunchi successfully signed a contract with the website.

Although she had long known that the threshold for signing with the Green River website was not high in previous years, she didn’t expect that after just posting two chapters, an editor would come knocking to inquire about signing.

She went back to reread her novel.

Global mutations, handing over golden fingers, elements of the entertainment industry live streaming. The themes were fresh and eye-catching, truly a breath of fresh air in the current landscape. Moreover, Ji Xunchi had been dealing with words for many years, and her control over the rhythm and narration of the story was superb.

Ji Xunchi looked at her collection; after just posting two chapters, the number of collections had already surged significantly.

Her heart was suddenly filled with confidence!

She had to work hard to pay back that money after breaking up with Strawberry Jiajia!

Thinking this way, Ji Xunchi was filled with motivation.

But a message from Strawberry Jiajia instantly shattered her resolve.

[Girlfriend: Sister’s abs, abs, abs~ When can I see them? (Throwing a tantrum with big eyes to be cute)]

Ji Xunchi: “…”

Can’t she forget about this?

[It’ll be soon, very soon.]

She let out a heavy sigh, stood up, took out the yoga mat she had specially bought, and opened her computer to start exercising according to the instructor’s instructions.

In the evening, after finishing her homework and typing, the regular voice call from Strawberry Jiajia came in.

Ever since she learned that her evenings were fixed, Jiajia often called unexpectedly, and the meaning was quite clear, she wanted to hear Ji Xunchi’s voice.

She skillfully lowered her voice and switched her tone, speaking in a feigned sultry voice: “Good evening.”

After speaking, Ji Xunchi wiped away the nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling that her life was truly hard.

[Girlfriend: Good evening, sister~ Have you missed me?]

[Girlfriend: Red envelope.]

Without blinking, Ji Xunchi clicked to receive it, skillfully transferring the money to her dedicated bank card.

It must be said that not only was she adept at lowering her voice, but the other party was also quite skilled at transferring money.

An unintentional “transaction” tacit understanding had formed between the two.

“I have,” Ji Xunchi multitasked, “Did you not attend the club activities tonight?”

Hua Jiang Yu felt a bit guilty, but thinking about their current situation, she confidently replied: [No, I canceled it because I wanted to come back and call you, sister.]

Ji Xunchi: “…”

She rubbed her head, genuinely worried that the young girl was so infatuated that she would dive headfirst into a relationship, even if it was with a scammer.

She spoke, with a somewhat earnest tone: “You should still socialize more with friends of the same age and like-minded people. University life is so interesting; you can enjoy it to the fullest. I will always be waiting for you behind the scenes.”

At the end, she didn’t forget to maintain her persona, speaking with deep affection.

Her sultry voice tugged at the heartstrings, and Hua Jiang Yu felt her cheeks heat up. Hugging a pillow, she pressed her warm face against it, and after a while, she finally put it down to reply.

[I know, I know.]

Is this how an older sister behaves?

She really liked Paradise’s voice. If she weren’t a scammer, perhaps she would truly indulge in her feelings and have a good talk about this relationship that had a deadline set from the start.

At this thought, Hua Jiangyu blinked in confusion. She didn’t understand why one person’s personality could evoke such extreme and contradictory feelings in others.

At times, she’d be flustered to the point of blushing, and at others, she’d feel disgusted by the other’s greed and naked desire.

Was this just the hallmark of a skilled swindler?

Hua Jiangyu didn’t get it, but she had already convinced herself that she saw through Paradise. If spending money could buy her happiness and grant her a brief escape from the crushing weight of academic pressure, then so be it.

She no longer held any expectations or illusions about what love should feel like.

On the weekend, Ji Xunchi had to wake up early to take the bus to a hospital five kilometers away to pick up the medicine prescribed by Dr. Li from the Traditional Chinese Medicine department for her grandmother.

Still groggy, she threw on a cap to hide her slightly messy hair, grabbed a backpack, and headed out.

The bus ride was bumpy, and since it was early on a weekend, there weren’t many passengers. Ji Xunchi dozed off in the back seat, only waking up when her phone’s navigation alerted her one stop before her destination.

Following the map, she found the Traditional Chinese Medicine department on the eighth floor. Outside Dr. Li’s consultation room, a few people were already waiting. Ji Xunchi peeked inside, then retreated to take a seat in the waiting area.

Lowering her head, she scrolled through comments on her phone, but snippets of hushed conversations from passersby inevitably reached her ears.

“What did the doctor say?”

“Said it’s nothing serious.”

“How can it be nothing? The cramps are so severe every time, and it’s irregular too.”

Catching the keywords, Ji Xunchi’s ears perked up, and she glanced over.

It was a mother and daughter talking.

The mention of dysmenorrhea instantly brought memories of Hua Jiangyu flooding into her mind.

Hua Jiangyu also suffered from terrible menstrual cramps.

Unlike Ji Xunchi, who only experienced mild lower back soreness during her period, Hua Jiangyu would be drenched in cold sweat, her delicate face pale and pitiful, biting her dry lower lip as she endured the throbbing pain in her abdomen.

It was said that Hua Jiangyu’s mother had also suffered from dysmenorrhea in her youth. Ji Xunchi suspected it might be hereditary but who could say it wasn’t also influenced by lifestyle habits?

Hua Jiangyu was an outstanding and dedicated actress, and those four words meant that when it came to her craft, she would go above and beyond. Jumping into icy water, enduring cold showers during her period, wearing short sleeves in the snow as long as it made the scene better, she would do it.

Ji Xunchi admired such actors. But when the subject was Hua Jiangyu, she also resented how little the other woman cared for her own body. Knowing full well the toll her period took, she still refused to take precautions.

Yet Ji Xunchi couldn’t outright tell her, “Don’t do this, use a body double.” She couldn’t bring herself to say it, it would have been an insult.

Just as Ji Xunchi herself poured boundless passion into her beloved career, chugging coffee like water to stay awake and write the perfect scene, Hua Jiangyu would also sacrifice her well-being for the sake of her roles.

This was the admirable quality in Hua Jiangyu, the very essence that shaped the core of her character.

Ji Xunchi had once adored this about her and yet, she had also despised it.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she turned off her phone screen, silent.

Only one person remained ahead of her. A few minutes later, it was her turn.

Ji Xunchi went in and came out, carrying a bag of medicine, retracing her steps back the way she came.

After exiting the elevator, she caught sight of a figure in the lobby.

It was a girl with strikingly straight legs slender and long.

The reflection in her eyes wavered slightly. Ji Xunchi wondered if she was imagining things, having just thought of Hua Jiangyu, and now superimposing the memory of Hua Jiangyu’s legs onto this unfamiliar figure.

“I must be going crazy,” Ji Xunchi muttered to herself.

But those straight legs didn’t remain rigid for long. Soon, they bent slightly, forming a crease at the knees.

Ji Xunchi noticed the girl seemed to be clutching her stomach as she walked slowly.

Her brow twitched.

That sense of déjà vu struck again.

“Hua Jiangyu! Over here!”

Zhou Qingyi waved a freshly received flyer near the western pillar, signaling to Hua Jiangyu.

Hua Jiangyu turned her head with a frown.

But the first person she saw wasn’t Zhou Qingyi, who had helped her find the restroom, but a stranger, a girl with delicate features standing near the western side.

The girl wore a baseball cap, but the brim wasn’t pulled low enough to hide her striking eyes.

And the complex, stunned emotions swirling in them.

The girl was looking at her.

Those emotions were directed at her.

Hua Jiangyu made that judgment instantly.

Clutching her lower abdomen, the sharp pain was unbearable. Though she felt a flicker of curiosity and an undeniable sense of admiration, getting to the restroom was her top priority right now.

This was torture. Why did it hurt so much?

Hua Jiangyu bit her lip, enduring the pain.

Ji Xunchi stood frozen, taking in her pale, bloodless face.

Hua Jiangyu?

How could she run into Hua Jiangyu here?

The two question marks barely lingered in her mind. At the very least, this shock shouldn’t be consuming her attention right now.

Almost instinctively, alongside her subconscious judgment, worry rose like a shadow.

Action always outpaced reason. Ji Xunchi strode forward, grabbing Hua Jiangyu’s arm while her other hand pressed familiarly and naturally against her lower abdomen.

She couldn’t help but chide, “Why aren’t you resting at home?”

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