For seven whole years, Zhou Xun could only relive the innocent and naive months of their first encounter. Those unspoken feelings, and his belief that he had found his home, his new meaning, were quickly shattered as he watched his world crumble.

He recalled it so many times, until he knew it by heart, that even love couldn't help but breed resentment, and resentment breeds hatred. In his dreams, he questioned Qianyuan more than once:

Why did you abandon me?

Why leave alone?

If you were going to abandon me, why did you save me in the first place?

Zhou Xun couldn't help but think that when he saw Qian Yuan, he would definitely teach him a lesson and let him know that he was not some dog that could be summoned and dismissed at will.

But now, the guy he wanted to take revenge on has become a cub who has lost all his memories.

Little monster cub.

Zhou Xun stared at the cub's sleeping face with a complicated look in his eyes.

No one knows what he was thinking at that moment.

Is it a deafening roar or utter silence?

In the end, Zhou Xun realized he had punched cotton. Half powerless and half helpless, he tucked the corner of the blanket around the cub.

The cub with its face covered by the blanket: Blinded by Zhou Xun's overwhelming love, it is at a loss.

Upon seeing this, Yu Chengzhou rushed over and mouthed a silent curse: "What are you doing?! Who covers their face with a blanket like that?"

Zhou Xun, in the matter of raising children, is a metaphor for being far inferior to taking a boat.

Fortunately, Yu Chengzhou reacted quickly and pulled the blanket away from the baby's face, thus preventing the baby from being woken up.

The baby slept even more soundly.

It was as if he had a very lucid dream.

In his dream, he turned into a big baby, much bigger and taller than the baby he is now.

In my dream, Qianyuan seemed to be having a meeting.

Although the little guy is the captain and founder of Night Owl, it is actually Yu Chengzhou who truly runs the entire Night Owl organization.

Qianyuan, well, Qianyuan is a lucky charm.

He sat in the main seat, feeling like an adult in a suit and tie pretending to be at work. Even though he was the team leader, he still sat in the main seat at the meeting. He couldn't help but laugh at the thought.

However, in order to maintain a serious captain's demeanor, the little guy could only keep a straight face and bury his head in his notebook, writing something down.

In reality, the leader of the Night Owl Squad was drawing cat heads, line drawings of dogs, and turtles in his notebook...

Yu Chengzhou, who was standing nearby, could see the little animals in Qian Yuan's notebook having a big meeting. He coughed and reminded Qian Yuan:

That concludes my summary. Now, I'd like to invite the team leader to speak.

Qianyuan paused for a moment, like a student caught red-handed, and hurriedly flipped through the pages, but couldn't find her speech.

Yu Chengzhou silently handed over the manuscript that he had left with him.

The little guy coughed awkwardly twice, then stood up and obediently read his prepared speech, routinely encouraging everyone.

His skills are healing-type, not only for physical trauma but also for emotional wounds. Qianyuan can also alleviate their pain by interacting with others. Even simple encouragement can reduce their trauma.

So everyone was actually exchanging glances below:

"The team leader is so cute today! She even has a hair clip on."

"I'm guessing the squad leader will have braids tomorrow."

"Then I bet the squad leader will wear a hoodie and tie his hair in a little bun tomorrow."

Finally, Qianyuan put down the manuscript and looked at Yu Chengzhou with a bit of shame.

Because they have to take an oath before each departure.

"I am willing to lose myself, to be the sharp and opportunistic eyes of the night owl, to be the unfathomable figure of the night owl, to be the full and powerful wings of the night owl, to protect the night owl's one and only soul."

To outsiders, this might seem like a way to motivate team members to dedicate themselves even more to protecting Night Owl, but only those within Night Owl know who the soul and core truly refer to.

Everything about Night Owl revolves around one person.

Qianyuan strongly protested against them not having to swear an oath every time they went on a mission, especially before entering a dungeon. Other teams would know that Night Owl was coming as soon as they heard it. Qianyuan was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole.

But everyone thought it was great, especially since they could tease the squad leader and see him get all worked up, which instantly cheered them up.

It's like having a kitten rubbing against your heart, kneading and rolling around, leaving a ring of itchy cat fur.

Even the hell before me didn't seem so scary anymore.

However, joking around is one thing, entering the instance is another.

Even Qianyuan became serious.

Although he still hesitates and shakes every time he attacks a monster, he will not back down in order to protect his teammates.

Qianyuan will save one person, and then save another.

Even if the King of Hell himself came to call his name, he would still slap him.

Even if a guy is lying on the ground, bleeding profusely from being devoured by monsters, Qianyuan will rush over without hesitation and use her skills to heal and reposition his exposed organs.

But this person was really badly injured.

Qianyuan rested his head on her lap, wiped his face with her fair hands, and then revealed his handsome and sharp face.

Yu Chengzhou came over to take a look, and they all said that this guy had no hope.

But Qianyuan wouldn't give up. He held the man in his arms tightly, feeding him water and food, which the man ate without thinking.

He still has the instinct to survive.

Moreover, this guy's physical fitness is exceptionally good.

Qianyuan stayed by his side all night, and the guy gradually woke up.

He silently gazed at the person who held him in their arms, undeterred by his filthy and blood-stained appearance, and felt as if he had arrived in heaven.

And he saw an angel.

An angel's body is warm, an angel is beautiful, so clean that it is spotless, yet it is willing to embrace someone like him.

Zhou Xun blinked, reached out, and hugged Qian Yuan's waist.

It's as if they've grasped the trace of an angel and are unwilling to let go.

Perhaps Zhou Xun's grip was too strong, causing Qian Yuan some pain. The little guy frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhou Xun met his angel's gaze.

When the angel saw him, his beautiful eyes widened slightly, then he smiled, his eyes filled with joy and relief.

"That's great, you're awake."

"Are you alright? You're badly injured and can't move, or your wounds will reopen."

Ah, Zhou Xun was also surprised.

So he's still alive.

So, angels are real after all.

Qian Yuan spent the entire instance looking after Zhou Xun. Everyone else could see that the way that kid looked at the squad leader was strange. Even a dog's eyes weren't as intense as his. His gaze never left Qian Yuan. Whenever Qian Yuan spoke, Zhou Xun would wag his tail.

"Deputy Captain Yu, this kid has some ulterior motives! Don't lead our squad leader astray!"

The other team members disliked Zhou Xun because of the serious problems he had. He was covered in injuries, surrounded by corpses, and he was the only one still alive. They worried that Zhou Xun was a disguised killing machine.

If that's the case, wouldn't the squad leader be heartbroken if he found out?

And what if the squad leader is so naive and gets really fooled?