My girlfriend is from the future!

Most of the time, there are too many things that we cannot tell whether they are premeditated or sudden.

However, if things are done by human effort, then by investigating the reasons, one can always find some clues in a person's nature.

Just like the "writer's" deep scheming and ruthlessness, even to the point of pushing himself into the abyss and risking his life, it's only natural that this whistleblower letter, imbued with personal memories, was premeditated and meticulously planned...

So, what about now?
Outside the door, bathed in a deep blue light, a man and a woman were forced to cling to each other.

He Tianran felt the warmth in his arms. The girl first raised her chin and stared at him for a while, seemingly scolding him for his hesitation in the doorway. But as she looked at him, she lowered her head shyly, resting her chin on his shoulder, and whispered a reminder:
"clothing……"

"Ah...um..."

Noticing that the other person's hands moved down and into his pants pockets, He Tianran realized what was happening. Amidst the rustling of clothes, he followed the action instructions on the mission card, opened his coat, and wrapped the other person in his arms.

This is the only card they've obtained so far. Because of the matching couple outfits, they'll only do this one thing no matter what light is on.

embrace.

"It took me a while to find you. Luckily, the NPC said the teacher's office was on the third floor. I almost didn't make it in time..."

Perhaps the unspoken embrace was awkward, so Wenliang changed the subject.

"I... have regained some of my memories."

Although the posture was an embrace, He Tianran's hand hovered one centimeter above Wen Liang's body.

"What memory?"

“That letter of denunciation was…” He Tianran’s throat bobbed twice, “It was… written by me. When we had memories, it seems… we weren’t that close.”

I thought this would be a surprising thing for Wen Liang, but compared to the man's difficult expression when he spoke, the girl's reply was much more indifferent.

"...Does it matter?"

"……Um?"

"I thought it was something else... You already knew what kind of person I was."

“But we’ve lost our memories, so I shouldn’t know these things…”

For a moment, He Tianran couldn't tell whether he was speaking out for the sake of recording a variety show or to truly express his inner feelings.

The informant in the letter was not hard to guess. Wen Liang, who already knew the whole story, also learned about her character in the script from another classmate NPC. This was exactly the same as her past experiences in reality. She had long assumed that this was He Tianran deliberately making things difficult for her, but it didn't matter, because none of these things were the most important.

Then, as if answering her own question, she raised her head again in He Tianran's arms:
"So... you know the whistleblower letter was written before you lost your memory, and you also know what kind of person I am. Now, what do you want to do? Regret partnering with me?"

"Uh... I think the production team designed it this way on purpose... to make us regain our memories through tasks, and then to sow discord in the relationships we've formed..."

"That's not very helpful. It makes it sound like the production team is just pushing you along. You need to get into character and not break character, Director He~"

A kind of "stubbornness" shone in Wen Liang's eyes. Just as she could kick open He Tianran's hesitant heart and pull the man to her side, she could also pull him back into the scripted scene in front of the camera. In the end, it was because this girl, after taking the initiative, did not want to get an answer that seemed objective and rational but was actually full of evasion and meaninglessness.

I used to be a bad woman, and now you know that, so what are you going to do about it?
Looking into Wen Liang's stubborn eyes, He Tianran seemed to read a sentence. A sense of déjà vu began to spread in He Tianran's heart. He felt that the other person's expression, state, and current series of actions were so familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. So much so that He Tianran was in a daze for a while, feeling as if he had returned to a certain moment.

Some random thoughts and sounds flashed through He Tianran's mind again, which made the tense man smile for no reason.

"why are you laughing?"

This action immediately touched a nerve with the girl, who frowned.

He Tianran, who wanted to touch his nose to hide his expression, could only tilt his head back and say in a joking tone, since the two of them were still performing their task:

"No, I was just thinking, if I were to say something like, 'Sorry, I need to think about our relationship,' you might just punch me right away."

Wen Liang was stunned when she heard this, and her ears turned red instantly. There had been similar playful fights a few times before, but this was a TV show recording. No matter how carefree she was in private, how could she possibly lose her composure in this situation?
Despite being teased by He Tianran, she stubbornly threatened him:

"You think you know me well? Then give me a try!"

The man lowered his head, and their eyes met again. One man's gaze reflected the girl's provocative face, while the other's eyes reflected the man's smirking smile. For a second, then two seconds, their shoulders trembled slightly in unison, the movement growing larger until they both couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wen Liang's head involuntarily rested on He Tianran's shoulder, and the latter, who had been holding his hand in a gesture of politeness, couldn't help but relax as he smiled and gently placed it on the girl's waist.

"I've always felt..."

"Hmm? What brilliant idea do you have now?"

The two chatted back and forth, their words still tinged with lingering laughter. He Tianran paused for a breath before saying:

"No, I just found it funny. I wrote that whistleblower letter. It said you were a bad woman, but I sensed from the lines that even before I lost my memory, I was able to discover these things and even secretly collect clues and write them down. Hmm~ This makes me feel that I, with my memories intact, am not a simple person either. Considering that the answering machine at the mansion entrance also verified that neither of us are good people, this further confirms one thing for me..."

"what?"

The blue light emanating from the mansion finally subsided during this exchange. He Tianran released his grip and grinned.

"Since neither of us are good people, why should I avoid your sharp edge? My sword isn't exactly weak either! You want to cheat on me? In the end, it's still uncertain who will cheat on whom!"

"He Tianran!!!"

Hearing this, Wen Liang could no longer hold back. She raised her hand, as if to strike, having already anticipated the crisis that would follow her words. He Tianran turned and ran. The girl chased after her, and the previously gloomy and ancient corridor was instantly filled with playful chasing. The photographer, quite astutely, stood still, capturing a few seconds of the two's playful backs before zooming in artistically and following them again.

Some things are destined to happen, and some things are destined to change. Just like the past, the narcissistic Wen Liang from high school still has the mischievous thoughts, but she will always take the initiative when He Tianran is hesitant, whether by pushing, pulling, tugging, or hitting. He Tianran will always hold a grudge against this, but the "writer's" approach is to retaliate in kind, which is an undercurrent, while the "lead singer" who has witnessed Wen Liang's initiative chooses to be blatant and confront her head-on.

Both of these actions, one overt and one covert, were actually acts of revenge, and surprisingly, they were things that "He Tianran" was capable of doing. However, the results they yielded were quite different.

On the third floor of the mansion, at the entrance to the darkroom, Yu Naoqiu leaned against the doorframe, watching the figure gradually disappear from sight, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

She had seen what the two of them did at the door. As a guest actor invited by the production team, she certainly wouldn't disturb the recording process. However, as He Tianran's chosen "partner," she finally confirmed the man's outrageous and lewd words in her office.

"Ha~ Such a clever mind is being used to pick up women, what a waste."

She withdrew her gaze and walked back inside without lingering. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she glanced back at the door that Wen Liang had just kicked open. Then, she suddenly lifted her heel back, and with a loud "bang," the door to the darkroom slammed shut again.

……

……

He and Wen descended from the third floor to the second, and could still hear unhurried footsteps coming from the connecting staircase. It was the photographer who had fallen behind them; carrying his equipment, he was being cautious as he climbed the slopes. "I think we still have a few NPC quests to complete in the classroom. Should we go back and check them out... Ah~"

The two walked past a corner of a corridor. Wen Liang, who was walking ahead, was talking to herself about where they were going next when He Tianran suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into a small room.

With a soft click of the door closing, the small room was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Shh~"

He Tianran braced himself against the door with one hand and pressed his index finger to his lips with the other, signaling for silence.

Outside the door, hurried footsteps passed by, seemingly unaware of the two people's increased urgency, and the sound quickly faded into the distance.

"What are you doing~!"

"Ouch~"

Seeing He Tianran's sneaky look, Wen Liang immediately poked the ticklish spot between He Tianran's ribs with two fingers. However, in this environment, both of them kept their voices very low.

"Ugh~ Why do you always use this trick?"

He Tianran bent over, rubbing his ribs. That woman's blow just now was quite forceful.

Wen Liang's eyes flickered and darted around. "Who told you to suddenly pin me against the wall? The lights aren't on right now, so don't try to take advantage of me!"

Knowing the other person was referring to his earlier action of blocking the door, the man didn't answer immediately. He first looked around; this appeared to be a storage room, with brooms, mops, and buckets placed to the side. The room was dark and windowless. Confirming that such an unsuitable location for filming wouldn't harbor any hidden cameras, he then spoke:

"I need your help with something, it has nothing to do with the show."

Wen Liang was taken aback. "What kind of help can't you wait until the show is finished recording? Why are you being so mysterious?"

He Tianran shook his head, "Because I'm not sure what I'll do after the show is over..."

He hesitated.

"Are you even alive? Are you being hunted down by your family's business enemies? Have they infiltrated the men in black's group?"

Wen Liang replied quite seriously, leaving He Tianran speechless for a moment.

Seeing the other person's discomfitured expression, the girl raised her hand, her fingers gliding across He Tianran's chin, comforting him as if teasing a dog:
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm not teasing you anymore, okay? Don't be angry."

He Tianran impatiently pushed her hand away and said seriously, "I really have something to do!"

Wen Liang wasn't annoyed and withdrew her hand. "Then tell me~ I'll help if I think I can~ After all, you're my boss."

"I...maybe I really have forgotten something..."

He Tianran carefully considered his words, trying to use simpler and more direct language to quickly explain his situation. Unexpectedly, Wen Liang, upon hearing this, blurted out:
"You're back again? Is this a reincarnation or a time-travel?"

"what?"

"Isn't this the same trick you used last time? Director He, can we change the script? It gets boring to always act in the same script."

"I...I said something like that to you?"

"You forgot? Oh, I see, you're going to play amnesia this time! Oh, I mean, the script for this play is about amnesia, you haven't run out of inspiration and want to use this as an excuse to elaborate, right..."

Have you noticed a big difference in my attitude towards you before and after?

He Tianran quickly deduced the information in Wen Liang's words. Because of that letter, he judged that he would definitely treat Wen Liang differently. Sure enough, this sentence made Wen Liang immediately lose her joking mood and her expression became serious.

Instead of asking for details, she steered the conversation back on track:
"What do you want me to do for you?"

"It's nothing serious... because I'm not sure if I'll appear in front of you like this after the show is over, so I need you to help me write this down..."

"Record what?"

"Just help me record some of my daily behaviors, what I do, and what I say."

Wen Liang still couldn't believe it, because this matter seemed really...

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

He Tianran nodded solemnly.

"So... should I show it to you after I've finished writing it down? Let me make this clear first, I can't possibly remember everything, so if you don't have anything else to do... it would be best if you... spent more time with me."

As Wen Liang spoke, her gaze began to wander, but after a few seconds, noticing that He Tianran hadn't answered, she looked back at him. The man looked troubled, and finally shook his head.
"Don't show it to me willingly."

"Huh? You want me to write this down, but you don't look at it yourself?"

"You can bring it up when I ask you about it."

Even if Wen Liang were incredibly clever, she couldn't figure out what He Tianran was thinking in that short time, so she could only shrug and pretend to be reluctant:
"Okay~ fine~ but what kind of behavior is this? Posting on Moments that's only visible to myself? 'He Tianran's Behavioral Observation Notes'? People who don't know better would think I have a crush on you! This girl has always been open about her crushes, okay! And a good horse never goes back to eat the grass it already grazed!"

This seemingly blunt statement made Wen Liang blush, but a sense of disappointment welled up inside her.

Wen Liang knew that everything in front of the camera was ultimately just a dream.

"Just treat it like keeping a diary."

"what?"

"Just treat it as writing a diary. It's a favor, not much trouble. I'll write a hundred or two hundred words whenever I remember."

"I don't have the habit of keeping a diary."

"I'm just helping a friend out."

"Ha~"

Having said that everything had been explained, Wen Liang turned around, opened the door, and before leaving, glanced at the man and let out a soft snort.
"Hmph, writing a diary for you? You've got some nerve... Remember this, you owe me a huge favor! We'll see how you repay it later!" (End of Chapter)