If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

Luo Ren boarded the carriage, the door closed, and the carriage fell silent.

Ollie huddled in the corner, not even daring to look Luo Ren in the eye.

Now I'm even more restless.

He glanced at Luo Ren, then quickly looked away.

Luo Ren casually lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "Ask whatever you want."

"...Alright, Father."

Ollie hesitated for a long time before asking in a low voice, "...When exactly did you fall in love with him?"

Luo Ren shook his head: "I can't explain it."

"What do you mean by 'can't explain clearly'?"

"Perhaps it was at first sight, or perhaps it was when you were closest to him," Luo Ren paused, "but by the time you realized it, it was already too late."

"..." Ollie didn't know what to say.

He said he didn't understand and simply turned his face towards the car window.

Of course, that's not the most important thing to him.

He sighed, and finally met Luo Ren's calm, grey-blue eyes.

"So, you really don't mind his shameful past?"

After he finished speaking, he added, "Although he and I have been getting along quite well lately..."

"But I still want to ask, are you really not bothered?"

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Luo Ren's gaze fell on the street scene slowly passing by outside the car window, and he gently curled his lips.

"I talked with Duke Ye for a long time yesterday, and he also told me about his past."

He said that many things he remembered about Ningning last year were... vague.

"I wasn't in the capital last year, so I didn't feel it much, but Duke Ye said that the Pei Yuening he knew seems to have always been the same as he is now."

Ollie paused for a moment.

Luo Ren continued, "A person can change, but they can't erase all traces. Duke Ye can't remember, and I also don't think he's the type to have had that kind of past."

He looked at Ollie: "And you?"

Ollie's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He frowned and looked down, carefully searching through his memories.

"..."

At that very moment, he suddenly realized—

He no longer remembered the dark and twisted face of Pei Yuening when he first met him.

Instead, he wore a natural smile when he was with Ryan...

And then there are the unforgettable dishes he made.

Luo Ren sat opposite him, watching as Ollie's expression changed constantly.

He smiled, a smirk playing on his lips. "Even you can't remember?"

"..."

Ollie nodded.

Luo Ren looked away and continued, "It's not important anymore."

"To me, what he was like before, who he liked, that's all in the past."

"It's okay if you can't remember, because we all believe that only the person standing in front of us right now is real."

"Even if memories can't be explained, the contract between the flower fairies can't be lied about."

"His soul is pure, and his charisma is immeasurable," Luo Ren lowered his eyes and smiled to himself, "Those who get close to him will probably find it hard not to be moved."

Ollie opened his mouth, then closed it again.

His mind raced, and the words he had originally wanted to say—about Pei Yuening's past and how resistant he had been to this person—suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Even when I consciously try to recall it, it's as if a layer of fog has been shrouded in my vision.

It's unfathomable and unclear.

"...So, you really don't mind?" Ollie asked.

"Yes," Luo Ren replied, his tone unusually firm, "He's not that kind of person."

"...So what should I call him from now on?" Ollie muttered, blushing. "Right now! I can't possibly call him...Mother..."

No, those two words are too hot to handle.

Luo Ren didn't say anything to him.

"You can call it whatever you want for now."

This means that from now on you must call her "mother".

Ollie: "...Then I'll just call him by his name."

"what ever."

Ollie shrank back into his seat and pretended to be dead.

The street scene outside the window slowly receded into the distance, and the carriage wheels rolled over the stone pavement.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while.

I've already suffered enough shocks today; any more and my brain will overheat.

Since things have come to this, let's go to sleep.

……

As night fell, only the sound of the wind remained in the Duke's mansion.

Pei Yuening's room had only one bedside lamp lit, its dim yellow light enveloping a corner of the bed.

He leaned against the headboard, holding Xueqiu in his arms, humming his favorite song from his past life, "Daylily Flower."

Snowball curled up in his arms, its little hooves occasionally kicking, its nose nuzzling against his clothes, and slowly fell asleep.

Gao Gao and Juan Juan each occupied one side of the pillow, one wing drooping on the edge of the pillow, the other's tail curled into a small ball, breathing evenly, both fast asleep.

Pei Yuening's humming gradually faded and finally stopped.

He looked down at Snowball, who was sleeping and sucking its hooves, and gently stroked its soft mane with his fingers, but his mind was not on that at all.

Ye Jiyun's words from that afternoon echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"Around this time last year... you still wouldn't talk to me."

"I always feel that the image of you in that memory is blurry."

"That period of time felt like a dream."

"It's only recently started to feel a little more real."

Pei Yuening's fingertips paused.

He didn't understand.

What does Ye Jiyun mean by "vague and unclear" and "like a dream"?

If Ye Jiyun changed the original owner's behavior after transmigrating into the book, she should only feel that "her younger brother has become better," rather than that "her past memories have become blurred."

unless……

He dared not think about it further.

But that vague, indescribable feeling of unease was like a thorn stuck in my throat, something I couldn't swallow or spit out.

The little one in my arms was fast asleep, sucking its hooves, with a glistening drool hanging from the corner of its mouth.

Pei Yuening gently placed it in the blanket, pulled the corner of the blanket to cover its little belly, and leaned down to place a very light kiss on its forehead.

Then he looked up and his gaze fell on the black slime in the bed.

Egg has been lying there motionless since dinner; I don't know if it's from eating too much carbon dioxide or what.

Pei Yuening hesitated for a long time before finally speaking softly, "Egg."

The slime opened its eyes.

"Gah."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Are we going to have to climb into bed again?"

"Get out!" Pei Yuening's ears burned. "No..."

"...I just have some questions I want to understand. Can you help me enter my brother's dreams, or the depths of his memories?"

Without hesitation, Egg said, "Okay."

Pei Yuening pressed, "I don't want him to know, but if... what if my brother finds out? Won't it hurt him?"

"No," Eggy shook her head, saying firmly, "He never puts any defenses on you, in any sense."

"..."

Pei Yuening didn't know what to say.

"it is good."