'Guiying' narrowed her eyes in the period of silence that stretched between them. "So it's not some mysterious fan lover for you. You already know who it is."
"I kind of guessed it. There was always a subtle atmosphere between Guiying and Sir Zixin. Your entry as his assistant was suspicious itself for me. I never believed that Assistant Ling needed an assistant, yet a helping hand was hired. I surmised either you had something to do with him personally or Sir Zixin. Then I slowly started to get the feeling that maybe it is Sir. Today, he was specifically searching for you in the crowd, right? He wanted you to join in the celebration. I could feel his gaze at you."
'She' shrugged. "Good observation."
'Guiying' looked at her and admitted. "It would feel terrible to gaslight a smart woman like you so I will just go ahead and say yes."
Zheng Jiao stayed silent for some moments. "Sir Zixin. Tough rival indeed. I know I cannot beat him both sexuality and otherwise. His kindness makes it very easy to fall in love with him. That means he was the one sending letters to you. Hm, I could picture him doing it. That approach is very much him. He is cautious and a little shy at times."
"I have worked closely with him," she lifted a casual, airy smile. "He has sponsored my beer bills from time to time."
Now, 'Guiying' was curious. "I see. I wonder if that's why he didn't do anything with the gossip of your assistants resigning. Technically, somebody would have felt it was suspicious that only a particular department faced this problem. He knows about you. So he knows that you aren't in the wrong and those ex-assistants were over reacting instead."
Zheng Jiao asked, "Was it difficult?"
"What was? And when?"
"When he was in an accident and lost his memories. It meant that he didn't know or remember anything about you. The letters, the sweet nothings, the feelings."
"Not really. Neither for me nor for the idiot. Yes, it is sad that he forgot about her. But he forgot all about his family too which included his entire existence and identity. A blank slate. That is way scarier than forgetting a woman you sent letters to for shy of only two years or so or when you weren't even sure if she liked you back or not. Anyway, Guiying still has her memories, which is enough. She doesn't require Zixin to necessarily remember them as well. It's better to create new memories instead of dwelling and clinging to the old ones."
Zheng Jiao released a small breath, staring up at the ceiling. "I can see how it was easy for Sir to fall for you too."
"Her. Not me," 'She' corrected.
She looked back, surprised. "You think he doesn't love you the same way he loves your other self?"
'Guiying' paused. "I believe he wants to."
'She' shrugged, looking beyond the window sill of the office. "I don't want him anyway. The idiot loves him. That doesn't mean that I should love him too. The other way around is also valid. He is not obligated to love me because he loves her. We are two very different people."
Zheng Jiao arched her brow but didn't respond. Instead, she once again clinched the gap between them and chuckled. "That's such a bummer. If the other one is set for Sir Zixin, then how about you accept my sincere interest instead~"
"I think you lost the memory of the part when I said that liking somebody is foreign to me or that I cannot accept you."
"I remember it very well but I believe I might be able to change your heart if I get a chance."
'Guiying' smiled. "Well that's impossible. Physically and emotionally as well."
Suddenly, they felt a soft but a sharp gust of air stir unsteady in the atmosphere, and Zheng Jiao saw Guiying moving farther away from her. But she realized that it wasn't her that stepped back but an arm appeared to wrap around her shoulders and pull her back to a safe distance.
Zheng Jiao raised her brow again as she was amused to see the displeasure hanging on Zixin's face. "I thought you were enjoying your birthday celebration, Sir."
"I came looking for Guiying," he pressed his lips, furrowing his brows in more dissatisfaction. "What were you doing?"
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"Did you have to stand so close to her while talking to her? I believe that was unnecessary," His eyes squinted.
"Oh my. Did you think I was pulling any moves on the woman you love so much?"
He said nothing. His expression remained unfazed. Then he said, "It is possible. You like women and Guiying is a fine woman. Both of them."
Zixin guessed that with 'Guiying' appearing, a smart woman like Zheng Jiao would have definitely figured out what it meant.
'Guiying' silently looked up at Zixin.
"Also, I overheard the last bit of the conversation," he pursed his lips, "I am sorry but you cannot approach her."
"I am not approaching your Guiying. I am trying to seduce the other one you are holding right now," she smiled. "Or do you say that you like both of them?"
Zixin said, "Indeed I do. They are both Guiying. I want to treasure and cherish both of them. There is no way I would ignore any of them."
"Romantically too?" she asked.
"Yes. I unconditionally accept them to be a part of my heart. There is no doubt about it. They both are very integral and important to me. I know it might sound selfish. They are the same, yet different. Is it okay to love both of them? I believe yes, it's okay. I feel happy no matter which side of Guiying is in front of me. The only thing I think about is how I can love and cherish this woman."