Sighing for the one hundred and first time, Shen Mubai squatted in the kitchen, drawing circles with a twig in his hand, waiting for the pot of soup to be cooked and delivered to the young master.
After the other party said that sentence today, she didn't know how to speak.
The fact that it was the last day reminded her all the time.
The chicken soup was very rich, and when Shen Mubai was making soup for Master Xie Xiaohou, he remembered the daily tasks sent to her by the game system.
"Young Master." She took a sip of the soup, then raised her eyes cautiously and called out.
The somewhat silent atmosphere between the two was broken, and Master Xie Xiaohou looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
He was still that handsome young man, but his brows and eyes were tinged with gloom.
Shen Mubai knew that he had something on his mind, but he couldn't ask the words in his throat.
As the night darkened, when Master Xie Xiaohou rested, she didn't speak again.
Shen Mubai was very conflicted in his heart, after all there are still a few hours before today.
"Young master..."
"Spring flowers."
The two of them spoke at the same time, and were both stunned.
Shen Mubai coughed, "You talk first."
Xie Xiaohou turned over and faced her, his pair of phoenix eyes shone brightly against the candlelight, and his youthful voice was clear and magnetic, "Do you have something to say to Ben Houye?"
Under his gaze, Shen Mubai involuntarily opened his mouth, "Actually, in the Marquis Mansion, it's not the place where we met for the first time."
Master Xie Xiaohou moved slightly, "Where is that?"
"It's outside the capital, under a big tree, I called you from the tree, but you didn't want to answer me." Shen Mubai said.
Xie Xiaohou seemed to have a picture that flashed in his mind, and it disappeared quickly, but it gave him a strong palpitation.
Shen Mubai continued, "The second time we met was in the teahouse, you still don't want to talk to me, think I have misunderstood the person."
Xie Xiaohou looked at her, his fingers tightened slightly.
"The third time was at the gate of Bauhinia City. I pretended to faint, and you handcuffed me." When Shen Mubai said this, he couldn't help but think of that kiss, and a little unnaturalness appeared on his face.
She hurriedly chased the scene out, stared into the eyes of Young Master Xie and said, "This is our fourth meeting, it's not a coincidence, I came here prepared."
"That dream was real."
Somewhere in his chest was beating crazily. Master Xie Xiaohou grasped the silk under his body tightly, fixed his eyes on the person opposite, and his throat rolled slightly, "Who are you?"
Shen Mubai considered his tone before slowly saying, "You entered this false world by accident, and you will become a different person every seven days. You don't remember the original memory, and you don't remember everything that happened last time. Subconsciously I want to play that character, but I have my own thoughts. And I am here to help you, to help you recall the original memory, so that you can return to the real world.”
After she finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.
Shen Mubai knew that even if it was placed on anyone, it would be difficult to accept such a fact, so he couldn't help but cautiously said, "Young Master?"
"Today is the last day." Xie Xiaohou suddenly said.
Shen Mubai was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Next time we meet, will I forget you like before?" The young man with a handsome and gentle face looked at her with indescribable emotion in his eyes.
Before Shen Mubai could reply, he murmured as if talking to himself, "But how could I forget you?"
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