After Mu Yan woke up, he was over at night, and a faint sweet and glutinous fragrance drifted in the air.

Almost the moment she opened her eyes, the man quickly came up to him. At the moment, the dark blue and sparse stubble were still there.

"How are you? Are you getting better?"

Mu Yan's sorrow was dispersed, and instead he felt sorry for him.

She raised her hand, covered his cheek, and said with a little reproach: "How many days have you not slept?"

Her clear breath lingers in the tip of her nose. Zong Yi sucked two greedily, closed his eyes and said aggrievedly: "You are not awake, I'm afraid..."

Mu Yan sighed softly, she didn't know what was wrong with her, but she guessed that it should be her original memory.

After living with the system for a few reincarnations, her Tongzi was clamoring, making noise and stupid, but she never lie.

She owed countless merit points, which means that she must have committed some crime before accepting the system's tasks...

Thinking of those strings of merit points, she was afraid that she would slaughter more than one million people, or directly destroy the entire world order and future.

Why is this the case?

Is it related to that memory that was erased but rooted in her soul?

Is it related to you...?

Mu Yan quietly raised his eyes and looked at Zong Yi, who smiled gently: "What's wrong?"

"Why are you following me?"

"You, what did you say?"

"You understand what I mean, why are you following me through the world? I am trying to atone for sins, what about you?"

Zong Yi clenched his fists tightly, tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "If I say, I am the same as you, do you believe it?"

Mu Yan smiled: "No, we are different."

She could see that the light in his soul was different from hers, with his own tenderness.

How could such a person be a sinner who is a traitor or evil?

Zong Yi showed a gentle smile on his face, holding her hair on her temples behind her ears: "No, we are the same."

You are the only one whom I atone for.

I am worthy of the world and all living beings, but I am sorry to you...

But he was too timid, and he didn't even dare to apologize in the face of her. He could only try his best to protect his secrets like a shameless and despicable thief, guarding her greedily and humbly, looking at her, thinking deceivingly, and then, then... When everything goes on track, he will leave.

Before this, before her soul and consciousness were not complete, let him protect her for a while, and then it would be fine.

Thinking of this, Zong Yi lowered his voice and said, "I cooked red dates and millet porridge, do you use some?"

Mu Yan held his hand, and there was still a medicinal oil on it, exuding a faint herbal fragrance.

“It’s hot?”

Zong Yi shrank embarrassedly: "I won't do it again in the future."

“Do it often?”

"Yes, it's important to learn to take care of you, right?" He said, with a hint of embarrassment on his handsome face. "Since you were still Xiaotiancao, I have been worrying about taking care of you. Thank you. I also want to learn these for you..."

"You said to wash your hands and make soup?"

"Um."

"But you are the king of a country now."

Zong Yi Xiaoxiao didn't answer. After all, there were not as many people in the world as one of hers.

"Try it quickly, it will be useless if it is cold."

Zong Yi used a spoon to spoon the soft millet porridge to Mu Yan's mouth, and then realized that this was too presumptuous. He was about to stop, but Mu Yan took a sip with his hand.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

The three soft words lingered in his heart, making him forget even his surprise.

There was only sweetness, full of him, as if he was the one who drank the red dates and millet porridge.
Chapter completed!