Chapter 244 Come on, let’s go together

Zhang Qiling was concentrating on the roasted rabbit meat.

Hei Xia Zi placed an iron pan on the fire rack nearby and started cooking. The spatula made a crackling sound as it scraped the pan, but it did not disturb Zhang Qiling who was staring at the rabbit meat nearby.

Xie Yuchen came forward and sat down in front of the fire. While warming himself by the fire, he asked Hei Xiazi, "Why don't you build a wooden house here?"

Hei Xia Zi paused while flipping the pot. "What Hua'er said is really interesting. Why do you think we want to settle down here?"

Xie Yuchen laughed in an ambiguous tone, "The pots and pans are all there, and they even dug a pit to store water. There's so much firewood nearby, so I'm afraid there's a mattress in the tent, too."

The topic inadvertently brought to the tent.

Hei Xia Zi clicked his tongue and said, "Hua Er Ye is hinting at something. If you are really that curious, why don't you take the initiative to call him?"

Xie Yuchen was silent for a brief moment.

In the past, Hei Xia Zi would exchange information with him, but now Hei Xia Zi has been with Sang Mo for a while without notifying him or exchanging this information.

Xie Yuchen was well aware that he had intelligence gaps at the moment, and the best strategy at this time was to remain inactive.

But when it comes to love, there are not so many strategies.

Xie Yuchen knew this, so he stood up and walked to the tent. He was not sure whether there was anyone inside, but when he arrived at the tent, he could vaguely hear the sound of breathing inside.

There is someone there.

It’s Sang Mo who is inside.

Xie Yuchen's eyes moved slightly. He lifted the door curtain and looked inside. He saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night slumped on a cushion, covered with a quilt, leaning against a pillow, watching a tablet with headphones on.

Sang Mo didn't react to the sudden opening of the door curtain. He just glanced over here and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that it was Xie Yuchen.

A voice from the heart floated out.

[What? You came here just to listen to my thoughts? 】

Xie Yuchen, "......"

Really, this sentence hits me hard.

Before he lost his memory, Sang Mo had never pretended in front of them. Now that he has lost his memory and Zhang Qiling has revealed his true feelings to him, he doesn't even bother to pretend.

I'm too lazy to speak or open my mouth. I just speak directly in my heart. They can hear my thoughts anyway.

Xie Yuchen wanted to explain, but when he saw that Sang Mo hadn't even taken off his headphones, he guessed that if he hadn't lifted the door curtain, Sang Mo really wouldn't have known what was going on outside.

Sang Mo turned his attention back to the tablet and continued watching TV.

The evil spirit also squatted on the side, opened his eyes and stared at the screen, watching with great interest.

Xie Yuchen thought about it and decided to talk to Sang Mo later during dinner. For now, he would not be the one to disturb him.

After lowering the door curtain, Xie Yuchen returned to the fire and saw that Hei Xiazi had already cooked a dish. He once again tactfully roasted the fire in silence.

Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling both expected Xie Yuchen to return empty-handed.

They also heard those words from outside. Although Sang Mo did not say it in front of them, Xie Yuchen's arrival still made them understand that Sang Mo was still feeling aggrieved about the fact that his words could be heard.

Yes, no one would be able to accept that their thoughts and words could be heard by others, let alone that even the most secretive system sounds could be heard.

This means that there are absolutely no secrets in front of them. Who wouldn't mind? Who can let it go?

While cooking, Hei Xia Zi said, "Wu Xie has already entered the bronze door."

Xie Yuchen looked over and heard Hei Xia Zi continue, "The news of Wu Sanxing's death has not been made public yet. Wu Xie also volunteered to guard the Bronze Gate. No one forced him."

"Moreover, Wu Xie now possesses the bloodline of the Qilin."

Xie Yuchen, "?!"

Had he missed so much in the time he was away?

He accurately pointed out the crux of the matter, "Is it because you have the Qilin bloodline that you volunteered to guard the bronze gate? Or has it always been your willingness?"

Hei Xia Zi raised his eyes and looked over, smiling, "Master Hua'er is still so perceptive. Wu Xie has always been a volunteer. Fearing that he would die in there, Sang Mo specially transformed his Qilin bloodline for him."

Xie Yuchen lowered his eyes. It seemed that Wu Xie had already awakened all his memories. Yes, they all probably had awakened all their memories. It was not surprising that Wu Xie made such a choice.

It is to complete and make up for it.

Sang Mo's mission is to stop Zhang Qiling from guarding the bronze gate, so let Wu Xie, who is supposed to fulfill the agreement, guard the gate. This is Sang Mo's logic.

Wu Xie would volunteer to guard the door in order to make up for his debt.

The transformed Qilin bloodline is nothing more than a guarantee for guarding the gate.

At the moment, Sang Mo is still here, maybe he is waiting, and will leave only when there are no variables.

Xie Yuchen sorted out all these clues and felt that the relationship between the four corners was really difficult to sort out.

The four of them all like Sang Mo and want to make amends with Sang Mo, but Wu Xie has already taken action, so it will take ten years for Wu Xie to come out.

Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi should be able to follow Sang Mo. Even if they can't, they will continue to look for Sang Mo personally.

Only him.

He seemed to have a wide network of connections and did not need to act on his own to find Sang Mo, but he was bound to a place called the capital.

Guarding a home that no one knows when or where anyone will come back to open it.

Yes, Sang Mo hasn’t returned to Dijing Building for this year, and he may never go back in the future.

Although he looks bright and handsome, behind him are layers of dense cocoons that bind him.

He couldn't chase Sang Mo as he pleased like Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling. The huge Jie family was both his support and a burden.

At this moment, Xie Yuchen silently took out a cigarette, took out one, put it to his lips and lit it.

Hei Xiazi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master Hua, are you not going to avoid certain foods to protect your throat?"

Xie Yuchen exhaled a puff of smoke, "The more you care, the more you lose."

Hei Xiazi exclaimed, "As expected of Master Huaer, what he said was quite sophisticated. A blind man can't say such words."

It's already this time and this blind man is still flattering him.

Xie Yuchen took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "Blind man, I know your roots and your bottom line. Don't say such things again in the future."

"Since Master Huaer said so, then the blind man will not say anything." Saying this, Hei Xiazi put the dishes in the pot onto a plate.

He did not forget to say to Zhang Qiling who was standing beside him: "Mute, go and call him to eat."

Zhang Qiling and Sang Mo slept in that tent together. Hei Xia Zi had never taken the initiative to go in. You could say he was trying to avoid suspicion, but sometimes he told jokes without any scruples.

You say he is particular, but when the conditions were so simple, he was so particular that he never entered the tent.

Zhang Qiling looked at the rabbit meat and thought it was about done. "Okay."

He stood up and entered the tent, lowering the door curtain to block Yu Chen's view.

Hei Xia Zi glanced at him and thought that this was just the beginning. If Hua Er Ye knew that the mute was Sang Mo's boyfriend and they slept together at night, he wondered if Hua Er Ye would be able to control his facial expressions well at that time?

Hei Xia Zi actually wanted to see the scene of Xie Yuchen's expression changing. It was not a sham. This was what he had been experiencing during this period of time.

He shouldn't be left to bear this alone. Now that Xie Yuchen has come here on his own initiative, let's all restrain ourselves, collapse together, and feel uncomfortable together.