Chapter 9

Diji obtained memories from his past life, mainly focusing on language and the world he was in. However, his memories of many people and events around him were very vague. He was also unsure whether he liked or disliked Shen Ziyu in his past life, so he could only describe it with vague words.

"Alright then, An Lang and I have already burned incense. You can come back to the hotel with us." Upon hearing that it wasn't about Shen Ziyu, Liang Qian immediately relaxed.

Liang Qian was a very enthusiastic high school classmate, which was the impression she left on Diji.

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The journey from Wangchuan Temple to the county town hotel where Liang Qian stayed took over an hour. Because Diji looked like a homeless person, he attracted many gazes on the bus.

Liang Qian was not unfamiliar with Diji, not only because they were high school classmates, but also because she had attended the wedding of Shen Ziyu and Diji two years ago.

Although Liang Qian didn't understand why such an excellent person as Shen Ziyu would marry Diji, she wasn't surprised by their divorce. These two people were on completely different levels, and it would be strange if they didn't divorce, regardless of the reason for their marriage.

What Liang Qian found strange was that Diji had changed a lot compared to before.

The previous Diji seemed to be a bit quiet and introverted, even weak. But today, during the two-hour car ride, Diji didn't stop asking questions, as if he was making conversation or hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, wanting to say everything at once.

"Diji, is there anything you need help with?" After returning to the Zhenyuan Hotel, Liang Qian asked straightforwardly. She couldn't stand Diji's talkativeness; it was too chatty. Could a change in marriage really alter someone's personality so much?

"You two chat, I'll go buy some clothes for Brother Diji." An Lang, who was with Liang Qian, offered, seemingly not wanting to get involved in Diji and Liang Qian's conversation.

Diji smiled, "Thank you, An Lang. I'll buy the clothes myself later."

"Diji, I really didn't expect you to change so much. An Lang isn't a junior, he's in the computer science department and is in his second year of graduate school, so he's our senior. Just tell me what you need help with; maybe I can't help at all." Liang Qian rolled her eyes at Diji.

At first, she felt some sympathy for Diji, but after the car ride to the hotel, she realized that Diji didn't need her sympathy and showed no signs of depression.

Diji didn't mind and continued, "Liang Qian, I've decided to change my name to Diji. The name Diji represents my past and my previous life. Diji is my present life, a new beginning."

"Alright, Diji, what exactly do you want me to help you with?" Liang Qian sighed helplessly. She found the talk of past and present life a bit strange. In her view, not making an effort would always lead to the same result.

Diji smiled, "As you know, I've been traveling recently. Once, I accidentally fell and hit my head in a dangerous place. Although I survived, many of my memories are a bit fuzzy. For example, when I first saw you, I almost didn't recognize you. Could you give me a brief overview?"

"Ah..." Liang Qian and An Lang both exclaimed in surprise, stunned by Diji's words.

After a while, Liang Qian said uncertainly, "No wonder I felt you were different from before. Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Diji smiled self-deprecatingly, "You know, going to the hospital costs money, and I don't have much. Besides, it's not bad now. At least I've forgotten some things I shouldn't have remembered. It's good for me and for some others."

Liang Qian nodded in agreement, "What do you need me to tell you?"

"Anything you know about me, just tell me. It's fine. I've let go of the past. I just want to prove that I've completely moved on." Diji's words were always ambiguous.

Fortunately, Liang Qian didn't mind Diji's tone and sighed, "We were only high school classmates for two years, so I don't know much. You transferred to our class in the second year of high school and stayed until graduation. You were quite quiet or introverted, unlike now, when you talk a lot.

After graduation, I went to college, and you didn't pass the entrance exam and left school. It wasn't until two years ago, when I attended Shen Ziyu's wedding, that I found out you, my high school classmate, were marrying her. Later, I heard that Shen Ziyu got divorced, and I lost track of you..."

Liang Qian looked at Diji with some doubt. Logically, if you could marry Shen Ziyu, your family background should have been good. Why didn't you continue your education after failing the entrance exam? She also remembered that Diji had always been mysterious since they were classmates. She didn't know where Diji came from, what his family did, or who his parents were.

Diji touched his nose. He hadn't realized that he and Liang Qian were only classmates for two years. According to Liang Qian, they were only slightly more familiar than strangers.

As for the information he wanted, he hadn't gotten any of it.

"Thank you, Liang Qian." Diji stood up.

"Do you plan to return to Luo Jin?" Seeing Diji stand up so decisively, Liang Qian couldn't help but ask.

Diji stretched and smiled, "Yes, I'll go back to Luo Jin first. It's better than wandering around."

He knew he lived in Luo Jin. There was a rent receipt in his wallet with an address in Luo Jin.

"Diji... I think you're more positive now. The past is the past; don't dwell on it." Liang Qian couldn't help but advise.

Diji laughed, "Right, when you're in a dire situation, you have nothing to fear. If I keep being depressed, it will only make those who hate me happy."

"Do you have any plans?"

"In the past few years, I've learned some knowledge about herbs from a herbalist. I plan to look for a related job. Thank you for bringing me back." After saying this, Diji left Liang Qian's room.

Revenge was a distant goal. First, he needed to survive. Yu Jianfu had given him a business card. If things got too tough, he could find a job at the Linchuan Aibo Hospital. Before that, he would go to his place in Luo Jin.

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The journey from the county town bus station to Luo Jin took over four hours. Despite some vague memories, when Diji entered Luo Jin, he was quite impressed. Compared to Mingzhu City, Luo Jin had many more people.

Not only were there more people, but it was also very prosperous. If there was one thing it lacked compared to Mingzhu City, it was the various flying vehicles, indicating that the technology level here might be slightly lower.

Diji took out a folded rent receipt. The address was 601, No. 22, 726 Xuehu Road, Wuchuan District, Luo Jin. Because the name on the receipt was Diji, he was sure this was where he lived in his past life.

The sixth floor was the top floor. As soon as he opened the door, Diji smelled a faint musty odor. Looking up, he saw that the ceiling was damp from rain, indicating poor waterproofing.

Diji didn't care about the leaks. His first priority was to thoroughly clean himself and then continue sleeping.

From digging out the gray stone, to the golden lightning that changed his body, to hearing the tragic news of the Di family from Qu Xiaoshu, and then escaping into the void and arriving here...

Throughout the process, Diji's mind had been constantly on edge. Even on Yu Jianfu's car and outside Wangchuan Temple, he had only been half-asleep. Only now did he feel a sense of security.

(That's it for today's update. Good night, everyone! My WeChat public account is ESLW26. Please give me some recommendations.)

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