After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Le Haochuan decided to tell the truth: "I'm thinking of you."

Lin Nian suddenly became shy, "Now... not now, the pearl is still here."

His cheeks flushed, and he glanced at the man with a mixture of reluctance and attraction.

Le Haochuan instantly understood Lin Nian's meaning. He was both amused and exasperated, but mostly he felt troubled.

He is Le Haochuan, and no one else.

He didn't want to live his whole life in someone else's shadow, living without a sense of self as another person.

He suppressed the bitterness in his heart, "What did I used to call you?"

Lin Nian originally wanted to help the man regain his memories, and now that the man brought it up on his own initiative, he was extremely cooperative.

He pulled the man to lie down on the bed, found a comfortable position, and nestled in the man's arms.

"There are many." Lin Nian counted on her fingers, "Niannian, my darling... um, and my wife."

Le Haochuan's pupils contracted. "What?"

Where in this world is there such a thing as a wife!

Lin Nian hummed in agreement, then said mysteriously, "You said it's a secret, and you can't tell anyone."

Le Haochuan couldn't help but wonder, could it be... that the original owner of this body was also a transmigrator?

He was afraid of being exposed, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Nian Nian?"

"Hmm?" Lin Nian asked, "Did you remember something?"

Le Haochuan shook his head and stiffly hugged him.

Lin Nian felt that the man had become much more well-behaved after losing his memory, and he no longer touched her inappropriately, becoming as honest as a monk.

But he could tell that the man's love for him had not diminished in the slightest.

Why are there no kisses anymore? Before, my man would ask for a goodnight kiss every night!

Has he lost his appeal?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

It must be because the man has amnesia, so he doesn't remember this.

Lin Nian thought to himself, "Since that's the case, then I'll be the one to ask for that goodnight kiss!"

He used to be so dazed by men's kisses, but now he's going to get his revenge!

Lin Nianxin steeled herself, closed her eyes, and was about to offer her pink lips when Le Haochuan stopped her.

He kissed the man's cold palm.

Lin Nian opened her eyes, her small, fan-like eyelashes trembling slightly. She was a little annoyed, but mostly embarrassed.

He's been so proactive! So unrestrained!

He actually... he actually!

He flung the man's hand away, rolled up all the blankets, and turned his back to the man.

I'm so angry! That bastard Cheng, we've been giving each other the silent treatment for ages!

Le Haochuan could tell he was angry, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Are you suggesting he tell him: "Actually, I'm not your husband. Your husband may already be dead. I'm just a wandering ghost occupying his body."

Never mind, I'll just tell him.

I can't keep this from him forever.

"Niannian," Le Haochuan called softly.

Lin Nian ignored him.

"I...I'm not actually your husband."

Lin Nian, who was still feeling sad, suddenly opened her eyes wide upon hearing this.

"I haven't lost my memory either, because I'm... an imposter."

"Oh, you might not understand, it means I..."

Lin Nian turned around, her eyes reddening as if she was about to cry.

Le Haochuan knew that the way to get together with the person in front of him was simple: as long as he admitted that he was Yin Cheng, then everything the original owner had would be his.

But he refused.

He really liked Lin Nian; it was almost love at first sight.

He had seen so many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry in his past life, but he had never been moved by any of them.

It just so happens to be Lin Nian.

But only Lin Nian.

But how can love be mixed with lies and deception?

Even if they can't be together, Le Haochuan doesn't want to lie to him.

"I'm not Yin Cheng," Le Haochuan said. "I'm sorry."

Lin Nian's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Ah Cheng liked to tease him, but he would never say such things.

And thinking about it carefully, Ah Cheng would never push him away.

He subconsciously wanted to call Hai Shier in, but the person in front of him was indeed his A-Cheng.

At least this physical appearance... it must be!

Could it be... a case of being resurrected through another's body?

Just as Lin Nian was thinking this, he suddenly heard Le Haochuan say, "I am just a wandering ghost who was resurrected by borrowing Yin Cheng's body."

Lin Nian turned around stiffly, trying to see the person in front of her clearly.

But then the moonlight was blocked by clouds, and he could only see blurry black shadows.

"What about my A-Cheng?" Lin Nian asked softly. "Will my A-Cheng never come back?"

Le Haochuan sighed. "I don't know either."

Lin Nian bit her lip tightly, trying not to shed a tear.

Never cry in front of outsiders.

"Don't cry..." Le Haochuan was at a loss. In a sense, they weren't even acquaintances.

Lin Nian took a deep breath and said, "I understand. I will leave with Pearl tomorrow."

He doesn't want A-Cheng, who isn't his.

Le Haochuan had guessed this would be the outcome. He felt bitter and unwilling to believe that he had lost his love so quickly.

"..." Lin Nian couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her, "Why are you possessing my husband's body?"

Le Haochuan said, "I don't know."

"You borrowed my husband's body to return to life, so will my husband borrow your body to return to life?" Lin Nian suddenly realized this and quickly asked, "Where do you live? How can I find your body?"

Le Haochuan smiled bitterly, "I may never find it again in this lifetime. My body is no longer in this world."

Not in this world? Then in which world?

died?

Or……

A thought suddenly flashed through Lin Nian's mind, and she tentatively called out, "Le Haochuan?"

Le Haochuan was taken aback. "How did you know... I don't remember ever telling you my name."

Lin Nian suddenly felt like crying again.

He choked back tears and threw himself into the man's arms, "Le Haochuan, I'm your wife...you're an idiot, sob sob."

Afraid of waking Pearl, Lin Nian suppressed her sobs and pounded her fists against the man's chest.

It's not very strong, it's soft and limp, like it's being coquettish.

At least that's how Le Haochuan sees it.

He clumsily wiped away Lin Nian's tears, saying, "Don't cry, your eyes will hurt tomorrow."

"Why do you care whether I live or die? I'd rather cry myself to death than bother you."

Le Haochuan was speechless, stammering, "I didn't... I didn't..."

Lin Nian finally understood. This scoundrel had always treated her like someone else's wife. No wonder he wouldn't even kiss her.

"Niannian, how do you know my name?" Le Haochuan had a good memory; since coming to this world, he had never mentioned his name anywhere.

Lin Nian sobbed for a while, "You told me yourself."

"I?"

It seemed she wasn't going to trust him. Lin Nian was about to cry again. He didn't know where all these tears came from. He had never cried once when the man wasn't around.

"Could it be that I really have amnesia?" Le Haochuan changed the subject before Lin Nian could burst into tears.

Lin Nian snorted coldly, the sour feeling in her throat immediately turning into a sarcastic tone, "Yes, he just forgot about me. He's just a stay-at-home husband, so what if he forgot? It's no big deal."