Chapter 115

Page Eight: Huangfu Fei’s Wish (Extra Update)

“Ever since we were at the bookstore, I suspected you knew who I was, didn’t you? Divine Messenger.”

She shut the book with her right hand, adorned with a beaded bracelet, and got straight to the point, saying a long sentence — for Old Feng, anything over ten words counted as long.

Sitting face-to-face with Huangfu Fei, although she appeared to be a 17-year-old girl, she still exuded an aura of seniority.

I felt invisible caterpillars crawling all over my body, giving me goosebumps and making me restless.

“I do… Uncle Feng.” I couldn’t bring myself to look directly into her cold gaze and turned my head to watch the pedestrians outside: “But I really am not the divine messenger.”

“Pfft, Kai-chan, you’re still pretending to be ignorant.”

Following the shop assistant’s guidance, Lin Hua folded up her wheelchair and placed it in a corner where it wouldn’t obstruct anyone, then turned around just in time to hear my response and chuckled oddly. She then pointed at my nose confidently.

“We discussed it with Fei-jie, and we concluded that the divine messenger lady she met is you after you transformed into a girl, right?”

“Huh?”

What was she talking about? Was I Xiaolei?

“After all, you never transformed in front of me, and I’ve never seen the divine messenger lady either. If there’s no reason for you two to appear together, isn’t it because you are actually the same person?”

Lin Hua was quite pleased with her deduction. She sat next to Huangfu Fei, propped her chin on her hand, and stared at me with a look that said, “We already know everything.”

Smart people can be surprisingly silly.

Given the information they had, it was reasonable to think so, but some things I wasn’t planning to hide anymore. During Old Feng’s disappearance, I endured a lot of suffering, and I decided to tell them part of the truth.

“Although I’m not the divine messenger, I’m the one who informed the messenger about Old Feng’s situation. But we truly have no ill intentions!”

I glanced at Huangfu Fei, but I couldn’t read any emotion from her face.

Her lips moved slightly as she softly said, “The food cart, the one I left under the overpass, was you cleaning it?”

I did indeed do that, and she also came back to check under the bridge.

“Oh? Yeah, I went to the bridge tunnel almost every day looking for you—”

“Fei-jie, see? I told you Kai-chan is definitely a good-for-nothing.”

Before I could finish, Lin Hua interrupted me. She darted around the table, sat beside me, put one hand on my shoulder, and poked my cheek with the other.

“You gave the divine stone to her to make Fei-jie happy, didn’t you? The divine messenger who spreads happiness?”

“So I’m not the divine messenger! Ow!”

Fed up with being poked, I acted like I was going to bite her finger, which made Lin Hua quickly retract her hand.

“Even though I guessed a bit, I’ll confirm once more. What exactly is your relationship with each other?”

Huangfu Fei silently looked at Lin Hua, who nodded in understanding and explained to me.

“I did say my younger aunt has been accompanying my grandmother after her divorce, right? Fei-jie is my younger aunt’s ex-husband. And I have a little cousin named Huangfu Jing, who is Fei-jie’s daughter.”

“Uncle Feng, did you go straight to your ex-wife after transforming into a girl?”

“In such sudden circumstances, I had no choice.”

Although these were somewhat resigned words, the tone wasn’t one of complaint. She took a graceful sip of coffee, completely forgetting the image of the food cart vendor.

“Even if you didn’t do it out of malice, you should have told me beforehand. Suddenly turning into this teenage form, can you imagine the pressure I faced?”

She spoke a lot. Has the taciturn habit improved since becoming a girl?

“Sorry, I actually intended to find you the next day… but something happened during the day. When I went back at night, you had already moved out.”

“I meant before the transformation…”

Huangfu Fei suddenly stopped mid-sentence, casually twirling a lock of hair around her fingers, and didn’t say anything else. Her gaze passed over Lin Hua’s head, looking beyond us — it was the waiter arriving.

“Hello, an iced Americano and a mocha coffee.”

I looked at Lin Hua questioningly, and she explained, “I ordered these while putting away the wheelchair.”

The iced Americano seemed identical to the one in Huangfu Fei’s hand. Without hesitation, Lin Hua pushed it towards me, while she herself sipped on the mocha.

“Feng—”

Just as Huangfu Fei started to speak, she reached out to interrupt me.

“Don’t call me Uncle Feng, it feels strange. Call me Fei-jie instead… otherwise it’s awkward.”

From her behavior and appearance, she must have been affected inside.

“Then Fei-jie, you’re not thinking about changing back, are you?”

I took a sip of the iced Americano, first feeling the unique aroma of coffee, but before I could fully savor it, an intense bitterness exploded on my tongue.

“Rue—!”

It was so bitter!

And because it was iced, it tasted even more bitter. No wonder Huangfu Fei only took small sips; it was impossible to drink it in large gulps.

“Pfft.” Lin Hua covered her mouth but laughed anyway. This guy definitely ordered this to mess with me!

“No, a new life has already taken its course, Huaying has accepted me, and wanting more would be too greedy.”

After all, she had returned to school to restart her life.

Lin Hua quietly added, “Huangfu Huaying is my younger aunt, and now she’s Fei-jie’s mother.”

“Pfft!” I couldn’t help laughing. I really wanted to interview this woman. How does it feel to take your ex-husband, who turned into a young girl, as a daughter?

Fei-jie glared at me silently, making me stop smiling and adopt a serious expression.

“But Jing’er still doesn’t know I’m her father, calling me Sister Fei every day. If possible, I’d like to change back once more, at least to hear her call me Dad.”

Surely, she could directly tell her ex-wife but not her own daughter?

“Just temporarily change back once, right? You can do that, can’t you, Divine Messenger?”

Lin Hua’s hand rested on my shoulder again, leaning closer. The scent of mocha from her breath filled my nostrils, stirring a restless emotion that quickened my heartbeat.

“So I’m not the divine messenger!”

“Regardless of whether you are the divine messenger, you are closely related to her, aren’t you? That’s why we asked you here, hoping you could fulfill Fei-jie’s wish.” Ignoring my protest, she continued, then leaned close to whisper in my ear, “Don’t let Fei-jie’s current appearance fool you; she is very grateful for this new beginning.”

In other words, fulfilling this wish would allow Huangfu Fei to live happily as a woman henceforth, and I would complete a mission.

It seems the September mission is simpler than expected; even if I can’t handle Li Jianlian, it’s fine.

“I understand, just let me know when I need to change back. After all, I need to inform the divine messenger.”

Even for a moment, I caught a glimmer of hope in Fei-jie’s eyes.

“Wow? Me too? Do I have a way to change back?” Lin Hua whispered in my ear.

“No, Lin Hua, you can’t change back. It’s complicated to explain, but essentially, you are in a fixed stage.”

“Fixed stages?”

“I understand, I’ll notify you ahead of time.”

Fei-jie agreed, and then she didn’t say much more.

She picked up her book and read silently, setting it down whenever Lin Hua talked about my recovery from the fracture.

When Lin Hua chatted about her experiences at the girls’ school, Fei-jie showed no interest and continued reading.

Only after I finished the bitter iced Americano did she stand up and leave the café with us.

After struggling through one cup, I began to understand the allure of this coffee… but I definitely won’t order it again.

“Fei-jie, I’ll send Kai-chan home. You go back first!”

“Okay, I’ll go prepare dinner then.”

Leaving behind her long black hair covering her back, Fei-jie left first.

“Are you two living together?”

“Yes!” Lin Hua nodded affirmatively. “Although Grandma is the principal, our family home is far from the school. For convenience, Fei-jie will stay in my rented apartment from now on.”

Wow, that apartment seems like a studio? Are they sleeping together?

Recalling Old Feng’s cooking, I couldn’t help but smile teasingly.

“Then you’re in for a treat. She’s a star chef.”