Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Ruan Mei didn't care about her friend's insults and calmly said, "I won't."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, because Amu doesn't like me doing that."

Just before she was about to "resurrect" her parents, she destroyed all the data.

Thoroughly.

Amu is right, new life should not look like that.

What she is now pursuing is to recreate the original miracle of life and break the existing constants of the universe.

Rather than... recreating the electronic pet Yu Qingtu mentioned, or the fake life Amu once spoke of.

"..."

Yu Qingtu stared into her eyes for a long time, but found no trace of a lie, before finally looking away.

The black swan asked softly, "What do you mean by the 'normal method'?"

"Oh, simple, just use the convenience that intelligence brings."

Yu Qingtu picked up the wine glass on the table, took an elegant sip, and continued:

"I instructed the company's executives to keep an eye on every single person in the universe named Qi Zhimu, and to collect all their information."

"Of course, the little one may not have this name in the next life, but it's better than running around like a headless fly."

"This method is indeed a bit difficult for someone like A-Ruan, who dislikes being in the public eye and is used to living a low-key and secluded life."

"Ms. Kagami, and you?"

Yu Qingtu turned the conversation to the woman with a cold and aloof expression.

Jingliu remained silent for a moment before answering expressionlessly.

"I will leave the immortal ship and use the skills my master taught me to hunt down all the bountiful creatures that block my path."

"As long as Master knows there is such a madman, he will definitely recognize me."

Ruan Mei remained noncommittal, saying calmly, "How can you be so sure that Amu will take the initiative to acknowledge you? Don't forget, he never looked for us in his second life."

They haven't even mentioned it.

It's hard not to wonder if he has forgotten all his experiences in his previous life and severed all ties.

"I don't believe in myself, I only believe in my master."

At this point, Jing Liu's gaze towards Ruan Mei and the other two was tinged with a hint of superiority.

"I am different from you. You only spent a few years to a few decades with him in your previous life."

"And I—"

Jingliu raised his index finger and tilted his head slightly.

"But it's a full 1079 years, almost 1080 years."

"Ms. Black Swan, Ms. Yu Qingtu, I admit that my master in my previous life treated you two differently than he treated her."

She glanced at Ruan Mei and said truthfully:

"But if we say that a few years or decades of getting along is enough for Master to etch you in his heart and never forget you... forgive my bluntness—"

"That's an overly romanticized view of the harsh reality."

"My master kept his feelings for me hidden for a thousand years, and he remained restrained until his death. He only lost control briefly once when he was drunk."

"Therefore, I don't think you can compare to me."

Upon hearing this, the black swan remained unperturbed, merely shrugging helplessly.

"It was an unexpected disaster. I don't deny that I've always hoped for the day I could reunite with Mr. Qi and that he would be willing to continue our unfinished relationship."

"But that doesn't mean I take this for granted. If Mr. Qi's feelings for me have faded, I can cultivate them again."

"I was able to enter his heart before, so I am confident that we will meet again in the future."

"The girl he treated with kindness, named Clarice, has never changed in over a thousand years."

"What has changed is only the black swan event."

"Therefore, no matter how Mr. Qi's life changes in each lifetime, I believe that his true self has never changed because of different identities and positions."

Yu Qingtu glanced at the black swan.

Does Qi Zhimu's dislike of black swans have nothing to do with Clarice?

She can talk, though.

Then she could also say that the genius older sister who admired the little guy had never changed.

But there were some things Yu Qingtu didn't say aloud.

None of the other people present were over three thousand years old.

She has lived through hundreds of Amber Ages and has drunk more wine than they have eaten.

In order to create a wine with a romantic effect, she studied human emotions in depth.

That kind of feeling is called the "white moonlight effect".

Although he didn't want to admit it, the first person to leave a deep impression on Qi Zhimu's heart was the teacher he eventually gave up waiting for.

—Ruan Mei.

Ruan Mei is perhaps the most difficult mountain to climb.

Given the boy's deep affection for his teacher, coupled with Ruan Mei's current transformation, she has almost become the perfect teacher he had hoped for.

I came to understand my own feelings, learned to respect him, and realized that I loved him.

If Ruan Mei finds Qi Zhimu and opens her arms to him, there is a possibility that Qi Zhimu will refuse, but it is at least lower than that of the others present.

What Jingliu said was true, but she overlooked a certain inherent weakness in human emotions.

—What you can't have always stirs your heart, while those who are favored are always fearless.

Unfortunately, even geniuses are not immune to the common pitfalls.

Ruan Mei is a living example; she is one of them.

As for black swans and mirror flow?

You were born before I was born, and I was born after you had grown old.

One cannot have it all in this world; love and hate are mutually exclusive.

There is not much difference in essence; they are all about unrequited love and obsession. The woman mentioned earlier also falls into this category.

Only Ruan Mei's niche is the opposite of the other three, making her the one Qi Zhimu loves but cannot have.

That's why she didn't underestimate Ruan Mei...

A genius may look down on most things in the universe, but that doesn’t mean losing awe and humility toward the unknown.

No matter how deeply one studies human emotions, the answer to a certain question will never change:

The human heart is forever unfathomable and unfathomable.

Ruan Mei did not notice Yu Qingtu's deep thought, deliberately ignoring Black Swan's words, her mind only echoing with Jing Liu's words.

"...You said that Amu's feelings for you have been hidden for a thousand years, and that he only briefly lost control once when he was drunk. What happened?"

Her expression darkened slightly when she asked the question.

Clearly, the initial thought was not pleasant, but it became the most beautiful memory after being lost.

During those two years, she and Amu were very close, having drunk plum blossom wine aged for more than three years...

Upon hearing this, Jingliu almost couldn't suppress the urge to draw his sword.

After giving Ruan Mei a cold, icy look, he forcefully erased the images related to his master's past life and suddenly looked at the Black Swan.

"Since Ms. Ruan Mei wants to know, Ms. Black Swan, could you please materialize a certain memory from my mind?"

"..."

The black swan narrowed its eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then a strange glint flashed in its eyes.

"I'd be happy to help."

And then, that scene unfolded.

With bloodshot eyes and a desire as intense as a volcanic eruption, Qi Zhimu rushed into the private space belonging to Jingliu.

Having witnessed the whole thing, apart from the black swan who was mentally prepared, Yu Qingtu and Ruan Mei both looked rather unpleasant, each for different reasons.

Especially Ruan Mei, whose face was covered with a very obvious shadow.

A strange and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the surroundings.

If there were any onlookers present, they would have felt the palpable tension, the tension that threatened to erupt into a bloodbath between the four women.