Peach-Orange! – Chapter 227 – Her Resolution

Memories swirled chaotically in her mind before finally settling on one particular night.

One of the three lucid dreams Su Tao had experienced.

Wasn’t one of those dreams almost exactly what Dr. Lin had described?

In the dream, she had been deceived by Ye Liang and stood on his side, never finding the chance to explain things to Xiaocheng. As time passed, the misunderstanding only deepened.

And in that dream, Xiaocheng’s fate had been to be hunted down by Ye Liang, tortured, and ultimately drowned in the sea.

The difference was that in Chi Xiaocheng’s memories, Dongfang Yang and Si Chen had both stood by her side.

The influence of real memories intertwined.

Only the parts involving Su Tao had been altered.

Selective amnesia….

Choosing to forget the things that caused her pain?

Su Tao smiled bitterly, her expression sinking into deep gloom.

‘In Xiaocheng’s subconscious, was I the source of her pain?’

‘She’s a yandere, could loving me so intensely also mean hating me this much?’

Su Tao’s mind was a mess, and she was starting to lose track of the tangled relationships.

After a long silence, her dry lips finally produced a faint whisper.

“Dr. Lin, what’s the treatment plan for Xiaocheng? How do we treat this?”

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Dr. Lin stroked her chin.

“There are several common approaches.

“Sensory stimulation to trigger memories, emotional resonance, subconscious recall techniques, all paired with some specialized equipment. We can try these gentle methods first.”

Dongfang Yang, unable to bear seeing Su Tao like this, added reassuringly,

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle all this. Don’t lose hope. This is definitely temporary. Her will to see you was so strong she came back from death. This is just memory disruption.”

Si Chen nodded firmly, uncharacteristically not contradicting him.

“After she stabilizes a bit, you can apologize to her sincerely. If once isn’t enough, apologize ten times.

“Even if you don’t want to apologize or think you did nothing wrong, at the very least, you need to play along with her memories.”

He adjusted his glasses.

“Only once your relationship has eased can you interact normally like sisters again. The more you interact, the more chances there’ll be for memories to resurface.”

This point earned unanimous agreement from everyone present.

Su Tao had never been someone easily defeated by hardship.

She had endured far deeper despair. How could this break her now?

Taking a deep breath, she slapped her fair cheeks firmly with both hands.

The sharp sound and the sting that followed helped suppress the turmoil in her heart.

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With newfound determination, she declared,

“You’re right. Xiaocheng has a chance to recover her memories. Her dislike for me is temporary. Even with these scrambled memories, I still have a chance to start over!”

She couldn’t give up like before.

There were things she could do!

She had promised Xiaocheng in that dream: no more self-abandonment. She would move forward, toward the future.

Last time, it was death. This time, it was memory disruption.

Perhaps this was the test for her past avoidance. One day, her Xiaocheng would affectionately call her Tao-Tao again!

Su Tao stepped out of the office, inhaling the antiseptic-heavy hospital air, then bowed her head in thought.

“In Xiaocheng’s current memories, she dislikes me. Until her emotions stabilize, until Si Chen tells her Ye Liang is dead, ¹ I don’t know why the author wrote this despite showing that Xiaocheng knows Ye Liang is dead in chapter 220. Probably just an error. I should minimize contact.

“Then, I need an opportunity to show her I’ve changed, to prove I still care. After apologizing, our relationship can improve.

“But initially, Xiaocheng will still hold reservations. So, I’ll care for her meticulously in daily life, using actions to prove myself!”

The more she thought, the clearer her vision became.

She immediately sought out Dongfang Yang.

“Dongfang Yang, I’d like a room prepared for me in the hospital. I plan to stay here!”

Dongfang Yang looked puzzled. “Why stay here?”

“To care for Xiaocheng!” Su Tao said resolutely. “Even if she dislikes me now and I can’t see her, once Si Chen tells her Ye Liang is dead, I’ll apologize!”

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Understanding dawned on Dongfang Yang.

Running away solved nothing.

The old Su Tao would have withdrawn into herself.

Feeling gratified, he gave her a thumbs-up, signaling his approval.

Her room was arranged in 303, fully equipped.

This was Dongfang Yang’s private hospital. Even the family rest areas were luxuriously appointed.

Now, Su Tao faced another long wait.

“Still, maybe I should go home occasionally. I can’t neglect King. If Xiaocheng’s memories return and she sees King’s gained weight, would she praise me for taking good care of her?

“Wait, no, Xiaocheng always used to say things like, ‘King, you stupid cat, eating so much you’re getting fat.’ If she gets too plump, Xiaocheng might not be able to carry her.

“Maybe I should underfeed her a little.”

The second night after Chi Xiaocheng woke up. Seven days until New Year’s Eve.

Su Tao stood on the hospital’s third-floor balcony, gazing absently at the occasional fireworks lighting up the sky.

The rain had stopped. With the new year approaching, fireworks and firecrackers were popping up everywhere.

The festive atmosphere was building, with countless people joyfully preparing.

Yet to her, it all just felt noisy.

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Checking her phone, she noted that Dr. Cheng still hadn’t replied after two days.

But to her surprise and delight, Chengcheng had sent a question mark.

Finally, she could pour out all the words bottled up inside.

Leaning against the balcony railing, the night breeze tugging at her ponytail as if urging her to turn around and admire the fireworks, the girl faced the long hospital hallway instead, silently refusing.

Clicking into Chengcheng’s WeChat avatar, she typed with mixed emotions:

“Good news: Xiaocheng woke up. Bad news: Her memories are scrambled. Her impression of me plummeted, and she says she hates me now.”

Chengcheng: “What, are you being melodramatic again?”

Peach: “Melodramatic? I’m seriously venting here!”

Chengcheng: “I can sense your panic just from the text. If we were on a call, I can’t imagine how loud you’d be.”

Chengcheng: “Back on topic, what happened after Xiaocheng woke up? Were there complications?”

Peach: “Yeah. Physically, she’s fine, but her neurons are badly damaged. She’s emotionally blunted, more indifferent now. And her memories are scrambled.”

“Scrambled?” Chengcheng’s reply radiated confusion. “How bad is it?”

Peach: “For me? Devastating.”

Sighing at her own response, Su Tao couldn’t help wondering—

Wouldn’t it be better if Xiaocheng had just lost all her memories completely?