Genius Club-Chapter 995 - 57 Third Question

Chapter 995 -57 Third Question

Soon, Yan Qiaoqiao’s pack of losers had sprung up again like bamboo shoots after a rain, their childish play incomprehensible to adults in its persistence.

So…

Yan Qiaoqiao pulled down her Rhine Cat Mask and returned to the free combat stage, chasing and playing with the group of kids.

Zhao Yingjun put her Rhine Cat Mask into her handbag, holding Yan Qiaoqiao’s coat, walked over to Lin Xian, watching the running Yan Qiaoqiao together on the lawn.

Lin Xian turned his head, looked at Zhao Yingjun:

“I’m thinking… how to start the conversation with Yan Qiaoqiao.”

“I often think about it too.”

Zhao Yingjun crossed her arms, lightly exhaling:

“Often I feel it’s not a big deal, just casually mention it. But… after all we are adults, when considering children’s problems, we always feel it’s very simple, very casual, a small matter.”

“But… if you look at it from a child’s perspective, it may not be so easy to accept. Especially since Qiaoqiao is more sensible and cheerful now, I’m really worried that rashly telling her the truth might have a bad impact on her mentally.”

“If you look at it from our perspective, these outrageous things are quickly accepted, considering we’re older and have experienced many things, naturally our perspective and acceptance level are different. But for Qiaoqiao… the world in her eyes is just that little bit, I don’t know if suddenly telling her the truth, she would be able to accept it.”

Lin Xian flipped the Rhine Cat Mask he was holding in his hand, looking at the cute Rhine Cat on the front, and the two holes for eyes.

Rhine Cat.

Rhein Village.

He thought of Zheng Xiangyue… that “little girl” who lived to over a hundred years old, ran from Mars to Earth to build her hometown.

At that time, Lin Xian also hesitated whether to inform Zheng Xiangyue of her real memories, staining her happy life with a tragic childhood.

But later, after hearing Grandpa Wei Shengjin’s story, Lin Xian realized…

[No one has the right to make decisions for others’ memories.]

The same applied to Yan Qiaoqiao now.

Should he keep hiding it from her?

Definitely not possible.

Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun, knowing the truth, could treat this biological daughter as a younger sister, take care of her, they wouldn’t feel any psychological pressure.

But in Yan Qiaoqiao’s eyes…

She was an orphan,

An unwanted orphan,

An orphan abandoned by her parents,

Even if Yan Qiaoqiao didn’t speak it aloud, Lin Xian could see that she always had a strong obsession with the word “parents.”

This obsession didn’t fade with amnesia, but instead grew stronger.

Lin Xian wasn’t planning to keep hiding it from Yan Qiaoqiao.

But what Zhao Yingjun said also needed to be considered…

The world of a child is really different from that of an adult.

“Let’s take it slow.”

Lin Xian raised his hand, checked the date on his smartwatch.

21 days until July 7th, the historically set day of his beheading.

“Qiaoqiao’s memory and living situation have just stabilized, how about we wait a little longer and try to tell her the truth in July?”

Lin Xian suggested:

“Perhaps it will be hard for her to accept at first, but we can accompany her through the process.”

Zhao Yingjun nodded:

“That’s what I was thinking.”

She smiled:

“Maybe Qiaoqiao will be happy instead, after all… she really likes us, and approves of us quite a bit.”

“Yep.”

Lin Xian nodded:

“Yes.”

…

After that.

Their eyes followed the sweeping Yan Qiaoqiao, as if Lu Bu were alive.

Silence ensued.

Neither spoke.

Even though Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun’s “child” had joyfully emerged early… there still remained an unspoken understanding between them that hadn’t been addressed.

Zhao Yingjun was considering Lin Xian’s concerns, considering his secret mission that couldn’t be disclosed;

Lin Xian too was considering Zhao Yingjun, unwilling to involve her in danger as the crisis of July 7th approached, making her worry for no reason.

So.

July 7th was an important date.

As long as he could navigate through this crisis successfully with his head intact… Lin Xian planned to come clean about Huang Que and Lin Yuxi’s matters to Zhao Yingjun.

Regardless of how she chose to react.

He didn’t plan on hiding it from her anymore.

…

In the afternoon.

Zhao Yingjun had some business at MX Company, so she left with Yan Qiaoqiao.

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Lin Xian also took a special car, arriving at Donghai University to return the Space-Time Clock to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng took the Space-Time Clock.

Looking at the numbers.

Frowned:

“It changed so much… but as we predicted before, any change is definitely a multiple of 0.0000042.”

“But, what caused this change? Do you know?”

Lin Xian nodded:

“A person’s death.”

He felt the description wasn’t quite right, and added:

“More precisely, a very powerful person… who existed in a digital life form, died.”

“Digital life?”

Liu Feng looked up, thought for a while:

“I always thought digital life was just a concept in science fiction. Has someone secretly mastered it too? He must be too skilled, in a way, I feel creating a digital life is as difficult as creating a Time Shuttle Machine.”

“But after all, these are two different concepts, dimensions, so it’s hard to compare. Since the value on the Space-Time Clock has changed so drastically, it indicates… this digital life had significant weight in history, the future, and the long river of time.”