Tang Ning curled up in bed, he felt something when he was half asleep. When he opened his eyes, Mo Yunchu's tall nose rubbed against his face. Tang Ning blinked and couldn't help but bite his tongue slightly. Feeling a slight sting, Tang Ning was sure that this was not a dream.
When did Mo Yunchu come back? !
Tang Ning lay on the pillow and looked at Mo Yunchu in surprise. He felt that the dark circles under Mo Yunchu's eyes had become much darker, and it looked like he had not rested well.
Realizing this, Tang Ning decided to be a wooden man and not disturb Mo Yunchu's rest.
However, contrary to expectations, Mo Yunchu suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark phoenix eyes met Tang Ning's eyes, which had no time to pretend to be asleep.
There were bloodshot in Mo Yunchu's eyes.
Tangning asked distressedly, "Do you want to continue sleeping?"
Mo Yunchu shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."
"But your eyes look sleepy." Tangning frowned. He was innocent and naive when he was worried, like he was worried about a flower withering. Because he was isolated in a greenhouse, the wind and rain could not touch him. The warm sun penetrated the glass to embrace him. "When did you come back?"
"It's been a while." Mo Yunchu got up from the bed, opened the curtains and let the bright sunshine in, "The weather is really nice today, we can go out for a walk together."
"Don't you want to go skydiving? I've already made an appointment." Mo Yunchu took out a pair of silver-rimmed glasses from the drawer, trying to cover up the tiredness in his eyes. The light danced on the lenses. Mo Yunchu buttoned his shirt. "If there is enough time, we can also go to the horse farm. Didn't you say you wanted to learn to ride a horse? There is a very beautiful white mare there."
"I don't want to think about it now." Tang Ning interrupted Mo Yunchu and climbed down from the bed. He didn't wait for Mo Yunchu last night, so Tang Ning wore one of Mo Yunchu's shirts. This shirt was a little tight for him, as the hem covered his legs.
The long, straight legs were so white in the sunlight that they were dazzling.
Mo Yunchu's gaze paused for a moment.
He was indeed extremely tired and in a very bad state. After returning to the room, he did not even look at what Tangning was wearing. It was only at this moment that he noticed that Tangning was wearing his shirt.
Tang Ning walked barefoot in front of Mo Yunchu. He stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the shirt that Mo Yunchu had just fastened with his fair fingers. He took off his glasses that were perched on his high nose bridge. Without the cover of the lenses, the bloodshot in his narrow and long eyes was exposed in front of Tang Ning. A little red appeared in his eyes that had always been black and white, tinged with desire.
"You look so pale." Tangning held Mo Yunchu's face with both hands and rubbed it carefully, "Sleep a little longer, okay?"
Mo Yunchu held Tangning's neck and rubbed it with his thumb. His eyes remained gentle, "But I have to rest until the afternoon and then go back to work. It's a pity that the time I spend with you is only for rest."
"It's not a pity at all." Tangning said seriously, "I just want to be with you. I don't mind doing anything."
Mo Yunchu lowered his gaze and looked at Tang Ning quietly.
He realized that Tangning was telling the truth.
Tang Ning pulled Mo Yunchu to lie down on the bed. The bed was very soft and Tang Ning couldn't help but roll around on it. He messed up his hair and then looked up at Mo Yunchu, whose hair was not messed up at all.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Tangning moved around like a caterpillar wrapped in the blanket until she was next to Mo Yunchu. She stretched out her hands to cover Mo Yunchu's eyes, "Go to sleep quickly."
She didn't know why, but after covering Mo Yunchu's eyes, Tang Ning found the lower half of Mo Yunchu's face that was exposed extremely sexy.
"I don't want to sleep." Mo Yunchu said softly, "I want to see you more."
Is that a sweet talk
Although Tangning liked what he heard, he hoped that Mo Yunchu would rest more. "Okay, when you are not busy with work and have some time to visit me, we can take a month to travel around, maybe even go abroad. You are not that famous abroad, so fewer people will recognize you."
Tang Ning originally wanted Mo Yunchu to have some quiet time, but when it came to the topic, he couldn't stop talking. He leaned into Mo Yunchu's arms and chattered a lot. Mo Yunchu listened to him patiently the whole time, occasionally agreeing with him.
Tangning said excitedly, "When I was watching a short video today, I saw a very cute cat. I kind of want to get a cat. Mo Yunchu, do you think we can get a cat?"
"Can."
When talking about this, Tangning's eyes brightened. He adjusted his position in Mo Yunchu's arms until he found the most comfortable one. He said happily, "I've already thought about how this cat is going to meow—"
"Happy!" Tangning said cheerfully, his face also filled with an obvious smile, which was very contagious, making everyone who heard him happy as well, "It's great to say happy. I feel like the more we say it, the happier our lives will be."
"good."
…
Tangning was a chatterbox and his mouth was a little dry. He decided to stop chatting and let Mo Yunchu sleep. However, before he quieted down, Tangning suddenly remembered a question he was curious about before, and Mo Yunchu didn't have the answer for him yet.
"Mo Yunchu, didn't you say before that the Taoist priest you played had to eliminate many demons and monsters? What was he doing for?"
"He wants to use ghosts to refine a heart to save someone." Mo Yunchu said.
"Hmm? Who?" Tangning asked.
"His lover." Mo Yunchu said softly.
"Is there a female lead in the movie you're starring in?" Tangning groaned, "I'm a little jealous. Well, the character you're playing must love his lover very much if he does this..."
Mo Yunchu nodded.
Yu Tangning became even more jealous, "Shouldn't a powerful Taoist priest be free from love and emotions? Why is the Taoist priest you're playing still so impure and in love?"
Mo Yunchu smiled, "Because the person he met was so attractive to him."
Tangning felt more and more bitter as she listened, so she quickly changed the subject, "Okay, so did he succeed?"
“Failed.”
Tangning asked in confusion, "Why did it fail? Was he killed by a monster?"
Compared to Mo Yunchu having a love interest in movies and TV series, Tangning couldn't bear the thought that the character played by Mo Yunchu died. He always hoped that the character played by Mo Yunchu could have a happy ending, even if it was just a movie.
"Because the time he had was too short, it was difficult for him to kill so many ghosts in such a short time." Mo Yunchu calmly told the story of the Taoist priest.
"So how will the story develop next?" Tangning asked curiously.
"He decided to kill an evil spirit." Mo Yunchu said: "The power contained in that evil spirit is equivalent to half of the ghosts in the world."
"But isn't that evil spirit extremely powerful and difficult to kill?" Tang Ning asked. What will happen next will probably be a battle between the Taoist priest and the evil spirit
"Under normal circumstances this is the case."
"They all thought that the evil spirit was invincible and no one could destroy it."
"But the method to kill it is actually very simple." Mo Yunchu gently extended his hand and stroked Tang Ning's brow with his fingers. "That evil spirit loves the Taoist's lover."
"It was willing to die for him."
Tangning was a little stunned, "Does the Taoist priest's lover know?"
"Do you think he should know?" Mo Yunchu asked gently.
Tangning thought about it carefully before saying, "Although the Taoist priest and his lover are officially recognized as a couple, I still think it's better to let him know."
"He will be very upset if he finds out." Mo Yunchu said softly.
"If he doesn't know, the audience will also feel uncomfortable when they see it," Tangning said.
Mo Yunchu couldn't help but laugh. There were too many things in that smile that Tangning couldn't understand. He smiled and asked Tangning, "What time is it now?"
Tang Ning checked his phone and found several more unread messages. They were all from his friends, telling him that he would leave this world in four hours.
"It's twelve o'clock noon."
Mo Yunchu sat up from the bed. Tang Ning asked him what he was doing, and he said he wanted Tang Ning to cook him a meal.
"I'll help too!" Tangning raised his hand.
It took Mo Yunchu more than an hour to finish this sumptuous meal. Tangning stayed by Mo Yunchu's side and helped him prepare the meal. He said to Mo Yunchu, "Wait a little longer, and I'll be able to cook for you."
When he said this, Mo Yunchu showed that smile again.
Tangning also smiled foolishly.
The task was accomplished, and they sat down to eat together. Every dish was Tang Ning's favorite, and she ate very happily. However, Mo Yunchu hardly moved his chopsticks, but kept picking up food for Tang Ning. Tang Ning ate until she was so full that she burped.
Tangning held her breath a little awkwardly. Mo Yunchu looked at her with a smile on his face. He asked softly, "By the way, Ning, where are the birthday gifts I gave you?"
Tang Ning ran to the bedroom to search for a while. When he came out with the gift in his arms, he saw Mo Yunchu dragging a recliner to the balcony. Tang Ning went over to help. They lay on the chairs together and basked in the lazy sunshine.
The sun was so comfortable. Tang Ning was like a cat taking a nap. He said, "Should we go to the beach to sunbathe?" and then he said, "The balcony seems a little too empty. Should we plant some flowers on it?"
He said so many things in one breath today: there will be flowers, sea, cats, and a beautiful future.
Mo Yunchu quietly listened to Tang Ning's excited speech about their past. He saw the sunlight illuminating Tang Ning's entire body, making her sparkle. In fact, she didn't need bright sunlight. In Mo Yunchu's heart, Tang Ning herself was a sparkling being.
"Ning, I told you before that I have one last gift for you."
Tang Ning remembered the gift that Mo Yunchu had mentioned was not yet prepared, so he looked at Mo Yunchu expectantly.
"Before giving you the gift, let me tell you the plot of the movie." Mo Yunchu said slowly.
Tang Ning's appetite was whetted, and he listened obediently to Mo Yunchu's speech.
"In fact, the evil spirit and the Taoist priest are the same person."
The first sentence surprised Tangning.
"Some people think that when a Taoist priest dies, he becomes an evil spirit. In fact, the evil spirit has always existed in the Taoist priest. He has always been there. He is a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest is actually just a role he plays."
"Just like an actor plays the role in various film and television dramas, the Taoist priest chooses the role to play in this world."
"One day, he fell in love with someone."
"Something happened to that person, and he suddenly discovered that there was a heart inside that person that belonged to him."
"He has a hunch that as long as he gets this heart, he will become extremely strong. This strength is not only in terms of strength, but also in other aspects."
"But not only does he need this heart, the person he loves also needs this heart. If he takes this heart away, the person he loves will die."
Tangning was confused when she heard this.
"So he thought of a way at first. He decided to take out a part of the power from the heart every day and merge it into his body. Then he would kill other ghosts and give the power extracted from those ghosts to his lover."
"On the first day he did this, he gained many, many memories from the heart. Although those memories were only the tip of the iceberg, they were enough to unveil the mystery of this world for him."
"But he found that he lacked time and his lover soon left him."
Mo Yunchu looked at Tang Ning who was listening to the story in a daze. Tang Ning looked up at him, the sun shining on their bodies. He had so many stories to tell Tang Ning, he could tell them until their teeth fell out, and until the sun jumped from black hair to white hair, but he didn't have time.
"The only thing he can do is to accumulate some energy for his lover in the remaining time they have, so that the person he loves can leave him healthy and safe."
When Tang Ning heard this, his heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, with a hint of sadness. He thought that Mo Yunchu's dialogue skills were really good. He was able to stir up his emotions just by simply telling a story from a script.
"Ning, close your eyes." Mo Yunchu said softly.
Tang Ning closed his eyes obediently.
What gift did Mo Yunchu give him
Tick.
Tang Ning suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air, which was hidden in the lingering scent of sandalwood.
His heart suddenly tightened at this moment, as if something had melted into Tang Ning's heart, rapidly filling the gaps.
The recovery of memory happens instantly.
It seemed as if countless movies were playing around Tang Ning, and each one was played at a higher speed, not just one, two, but a thousand times.
All of a sudden, even the lines could not be heard clearly. All the words spoken by so many people passed by Tang Ning's ears. The sounds of wind, rain, cars speeding by, bells ringing on the campus, emergency calls at the hospital, and all the sounds of the world also passed by.
A scene similar to the sound appeared, with countless people and objects suddenly emerging from the deep water, like pieces of colorful stones. They mixed in the mysterious deep water, blending into a colorful black. Tang Ning saw his own figure reflected in this colorful scene. Even with his eyes closed, he could see this bizarre color.
So many painful memories came flooding back.
The pain spread to the point where his heart was about to break. In that brief second, he suddenly remembered the memories that he had lost for more than 20 years. The pain at that moment made Tang Ning feel that not only was his heart about to break, but his head seemed to explode as well.
The sticky blood kept flowing out of his nose, and Tang Ning realized that the bloody smell he smelled at the beginning came from his own nosebleed. Under such a huge stimulation, it was a great honor for him that his fragile body did not bleed from all seven orifices.
He could barely stand.
Without Mo Yunchu's notification, Tang Ning opened her eyes on her own.
The blinding sunlight prevented Tang Ning from seeing Mo Yunchu's figure clearly. Everything he saw was shrouded in a dreamy halo. His mind was still buzzing. If someone asked him how it felt to have his memory restored, Tang Ning could tell them it was like a person suddenly waking up from a dream.
In this seven-day copy, starting from the second day after he lost all his memories, he fell into a beautiful dream that Mo Yunchu had woven for him. It was indeed a very beautiful dream. He forgot all his troubles, the death of his relatives, the pressure of the card game, the horror of ghosts, and so on.
In this short and beautiful dream, he and Mo Yunchu had a wonderful love.
Everything was beautiful until we said goodbye.
And now, the dream is over.
The dazzling sunlight faded from Mo Yunchu's body, and Tang Ning finally saw Mo Yunchu clearly. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and his left chest was bright red.
Empty red.
This was the last gift he gave Tang Ning, a monster's heart.
No. 1 in the Ghost World copy saved Tang Ning once with its heart. The heart of the monster king can provide the energy needed to wake up the Sleeping Beauty card. Unfortunately, this energy is difficult to perfectly save Tang Ning a second time.
Mo Yunchu tried to kill other ghosts to gain energy, but the time he had was too short.
"Do you remember everything?" Mo Yunchu looked at Tang Ning and asked softly.
The evil spirit is immortal. Even after losing his powerful monster heart, he can still stand here and talk to Tang Ning.
It's just that he was too weak.
This kind of weakness in an evil spirit is no different from a death sentence.
A black line appeared not far away, and the gravekeeper stood at the door with his coffin.
Tang Ning stood unsteadily and staggered forward a step. He looked at the wound on Mo Yunchu's chest. Tang Ning stared at the bloody scene in disbelief, as if he had returned to the first experience. In the darkness, Mo Yunchu was so injured for him.
No.
Tang Ning seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly took out a healing item from his space ring, and hurriedly wanted to use it on Mo Yunchu.
"No need." Mo Yunchu pushed away the healing tool that Tang Ning handed over. Instead, he took out a tissue from his pocket, held up Tang Ning's face, and gently wiped the blood from her nose.
Obviously, this injury is insignificant compared to what he suffered and is not worth mentioning.
Those dark phoenix eyes stared at Tangning intently, greedily, as if they could never get enough of her. "You haven't remembered yet."
Tangning didn't know what Mo Yunchu was talking about. He was so flustered that he couldn't hear a word. "I remember now, Mo Yunchu, I—"
"Ning." Mo Yunchu interrupted Tangning. He stared into her eyes and said word by word, "What I'm going to say next is very important."
Tangning's eyes were red as she tried her best to remain quiet.
"The card game you are experiencing now is more special than other games. You are doing well now. Keep it up and continue to move forward according to your ideas."
What
Tang Ning listened to Mo Yunchu in a daze.
He had suspected Mo Yunchu's special existence before, but when Mo Yunchu, the NPC, clearly stated the existence of the card game, the shock of the dimensional wall being torn apart set off a thousand waves in Tang Ning's heart.
Isn't Mo Yunchu an NPC? How did he know the concept of card games? Why is the card game he experienced more special than others
Countless questions flooded Tangning's mind, but Mo Yunchu obviously didn't want to tell her too much. He held Tangning's shoulder and said, "Don't waste your time on low-level dungeons anymore. It won't do you any good. The sooner you get to S-level dungeons, the better."
Mo Yunchu even knew about the low-level and S-level books.
Tang Ning was completely stunned.
Mo Yunchu's breath was getting weaker and weaker. The gravekeeper who was standing cautiously at the door finally mustered up the courage to push open the door. At the same time, a cold mechanical voice rang in Tangning's mind -
Ding—I have survived safely for seven days!
System notification sound.
The system that had been pretending to be dead finally spoke!
This also means that Tang Ningma is about to leave this copy!
At this moment, Tangning didn't care about the confusion that was impacting his worldview. He moved his lips. Due to being too excited and with so many emotions piled up in his heart, Tangning even lost his ability to organize his words temporarily and couldn't make any sound at the beginning.
And successfully explored some of the world's secrets—
Mo Yunchu held Tang Ning's face and gently stroked it. His dark eyes never left Tang Ning's body. He looked at her so deeply, as if he wanted to imprint her image deep in his soul.
No.
Don't end it!
Tangning stared at Mo Yunchu intently. In the urgency of the countdown, his throat finally recovered from the loss of voice. Tangning took a breath and said as if he was about to cry, "Mo Yunchu."
Mo Yunchu gazed at him tenderly.
This person is always so gentle, so gentle that she weaves dream after dream for him in this cruel card world.
He used to be so afraid of this man and regarded him as a demon. Whenever he thought of this man, he would be wrapped in a cold fear and even his breath would be tainted with unspeakable coldness. He was trapped in a long nightmare, longing to wake up but unable to escape.
He had loved this person so deeply that even though he had lost all his memories, his heart was still moved by her every move and word. Even the mood he felt while waiting for this person was sweet, and he couldn't extricate himself from this beautiful dream.
The sunlight is scattered all over the ground, like the emotions pouring out from the heart.
Tang Ning grabbed the man's arm tightly, dust floating in the light and shadow. He was like a person drowning in the long river of time who grabbed the only drifting wood, Mo Yunchu.
But this is just a dream. When the game is over, the dream will be shattered.
"I love you." Tang Ning finally said this. He had always wanted to say this to Mo Yunchu. During the countless days and nights of depression, when he first met Mo Yunchu in this copy, he wanted to say I love you without any false feelings, but it seemed that he wanted to say more than just this one sentence.
When he remembered nothing, he really wanted to grow old with this person, even if the other person was no longer good-looking, with wrinkles all over his face, and it didn't matter if he changed from silver-rimmed glasses to reading glasses, even if the other person also lost his memory and became demented. They could sit under the colorful and constantly spinning windmill and look at the flowers they raised. This time it was his turn, Mo Yunchu, to talk about the past.
There seems to be a void in my heart.
Tang Ning and Mo Yunchu looked at each other. He saw Mo Yunchu blinked, as if trying to hide the tears in his eyes. Were the tears flickering, or were they merely reflecting the overly bright sunshine today
Tang Ning had no idea, he only knew that he wanted to drag this moment out for a very long time. He saw Mo Yunchu slowly raise the corners of his lips, against the light, revealing a smile that made his heart beat fast and wanted to cry.
He had never seen Mo Yunchu smile so gently.
Maybe he really shed tears.
Congratulations on successfully completing the dungeon "Ghost Mother"!