There was a very cold brother living next door to Mu Zhao.
The man didn't like to talk or laugh. He would go out early and come home late every day, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
Mu Zhao didn't believe in evil.
He often wanted to go find his brother, but his left leg was born with a disease. Sometimes his leg hurt and he couldn't walk, so he sat pitifully on the threshold, waiting for the man to pass by.
At first, Shi Ye would just look down at him: "What's wrong?"
Mu Zhao stretched out his hand towards him: "My legs hurt and I can't walk."
Shi Ye was silent for a moment, and finally knelt down in front of him.
From then on, Mu Zhao often called him that.
At first Shi Ye just frowned, but later when he called him brother, Shi Ye would answer.
Even when the two of them were sleeping on the same bed, Mu Zhao was awakened by the pain of an old injury. Just as he was about to turn over, the person next to him reacted faster than him.
He didn't ask any more questions, he just held Mu Zhao's cold calf and rubbed it open for him little by little.
Mu Zhao asked in a low voice: "Did I disturb you?"
"No."
Mu Zhao asked again: "Will you always stay with me in the future?"
Shi Ye gathered the cloak for him and whispered: "Yes."
Everyone feels that they will be together sooner or later.
Mu Zhao thought so too. Until the eve of his wedding, he suddenly remembered everything he had experienced. It was all an illusion.
But the person in front of him who would carry him home, rub his legs, and kiss him at night once held a sword with the tip pointed directly at his throat. He no longer looked tender.
Mu Zhao sat there all night.
He thought that since he would always wake up from his dream, he shouldn't wait until Shi Ye remembered it and watch him regret it with his own eyes.
But not long after he left, he met Shi Ye at the border of the illusion.
The man's clothes were blown by the wind, and his face was frighteningly cold.
Mu Zhao subconsciously took a step back. But Shi Ye had already walked up to him and grabbed his wrist.
"Where are you going?"
——
Shi Ye stood in the wind and finally understood why Mu Zhao wanted to leave.
He remembered. In the real world, Mu Zhao is the protector of the witch clan, but he is the celestial god who is ordered to kill the witch clan.
They were not lovers, but enemies for many years.
When we meet, the most common thing he says is not "I will accompany you."
But——
"Muzhao, suffer death."
——Please give me advance notice of "He Coaxed Me to Marry After Amnesia"
After Mingtang lost his memory, he forgot his past.
He only remembered that he seemed to have a fiancé.
But Xie Linxiao, who took care of him, told him: "We have been married for two years."
The marriage certificate that Xie Linxiao took out was in his handwriting.
The prepared betrothal gift is the style he likes.
Xie Linxiao knew all about the little habits that he didn't even remember.
So Mingtang believed in this marriage and began to study seriously how to be a qualified wife.
Whenever he cares about Xie Linxiao, Xie Linxiao will be very happy. Even when he makes a simple bowl of soup, he will receive the most sincere praise.
Mingtang felt very happy.
Seeing that her husband was busy with business every day, he wanted to share his worries, so he began to learn to be a housekeeper and think about making money.
Xie Linxiao looked at his little wife who was getting busier and busier, and felt distressed: "There is no shortage of money in the house, you don't have to work so hard."
Mingtang shook his head seriously: "But I also care about you."
He would wait for Xie Linxiao to return home every day, and would worry about whether he had eaten well. He would also fall into his arms more and more naturally and admit in a low voice: "I really rely on you."
Xie Linxiao held his hand and paused slightly.
After a moment, he lowered his head and hugged her tighter: "My Xiaotang will always rely on me."
——
Xie Linxiao's birthday was approaching, and Mingtang decided to redecorate his study to surprise her husband, but found a wooden box deep in the bookshelf.
He opened it out of curiosity and found a box full of secret letters inside.
Mingtang casually picked up the top letter and saw only a few words on the paper:
"Shen Zhuo's whereabouts are known. Please tell me when to silence him."
Mingtang was stunned.
He vaguely remembered the name, which seemed to be Jinke Tanhua. A few days ago, there was a lot of commotion in Beijing because of the disappearance of his fiancée.
But why did Xie Linxiao kill him? His husband is obviously the most gentle and generous.
Mingtang was lost in thought when a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Xiaotang."
His hands shook and he suddenly turned around.
But he saw Xie Linxiao standing behind him at some point, looking at him quietly. The eyes that usually smile have no sparkle in them
Purpose: Grow together