Yan Xi was drinking porridge while cursing angrily. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Who are you scolding?"
"Who else can I scold? Of course, that bastard Yan Ziyuan."
"Hmm?" Yan Ziyuan stared at the back of his head, his tone sinister, "Say it again?"
"Say it again, that bastard..." Yan Xi was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized something was wrong and almost choked. He coughed several times and turned back stiffly. As expected, Yan Ziyuan looked at him coldly with a dark face.
"Well... Hehe, Lord Demon, if I say I'm scolding someone with the same name as you, would you believe me?"
Yan Ziyuan said indifferently, "What do you think?"
Yan Xi felt extremely guilty and lowered her head weakly. "Okay, I was scolding you, but it was your fault in the first place. Yesterday you made me... so miserable. When I woke up this morning, you were nowhere to be found. I was hungry and exhausted, and you didn't even take care of me. Anyway, I have a temper too."
He looked up at Yan Ziyuan with a look of grievance.
Hearing this, Yan Ziyuan pursed his lips, feeling annoyed and distressed. "Who said I didn't take care of you? I made this porridge. Aren't you very happy eating it?"
"Ah, so this porridge is specially made for me?" Yan Xi opened his mouth slightly, somewhat incredulous.
"What's that expression on your face?" Yan Ziyuan put his hands behind his back, a hint of displeasure on his face. "Don't you believe I would do such a thing?"
Yan Xi looked at him, blinked innocently, and said nothing.
But there are some things that you can understand without anyone telling you.
Yan Ziyuan: “…”
Looking at the man in front of him, he said unhappily, "If you don't believe me, forget it. Anyway, since you've followed me, I won't treat you unfairly. From now on, whatever you like to eat, I'll make it for you."
"Really?" When the topic of food came up, Yan Xi's eyes lit up, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He immediately became energetic and said excitedly: "I want to eat sweet and sour spare ribs, braised chicken legs, sweet and sour carp, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, wonton noodles..."
The child chattered non-stop with his little mouth, becoming more and more excited.
There was a crack on Yan Ziyuan's expressionless face.
Is this person... the reincarnation of a starving ghost?
"Master Demon, this is all I can think of for now. I'll tell you the rest when I think of it." Yan Xi rubbed his hands in anticipation of you, his clear eyes unusually bright.
Seeing this, Yan Ziyuan moved his lips, wanted to say something but swallowed it back, and finally nodded.
Forget it, why bother competing with a stupid little fox?
Yan Ziyuan kept his word and cooked the dishes he mentioned the next day.
Yan Xi happily ran to the kitchen and surrounded him, helping him. After the dishes were done, he couldn't wait to taste them one by one.
When he got to the sweet and sour pork ribs, he was stunned for a moment after finishing it.
The man who had just looked so satisfied and happy suddenly changed his expression. Yan Ziyuan frowned and said, "What's wrong? It's not tasty?"
Yan Xi looked at him and shook her head. "No, it's delicious, but... I thought of someone."
When Yan Ziyuan heard this, his eyes became sharp, "Who?"
The person who can make him think about eating must be extraordinary.
"I don't know." Yan Xi shook his head again, his eyes full of confusion.
This person had many faces, and he remembered them clearly, but everything about him became blurry.
When all the things flashed through his mind, he didn't have any emotions, as if these things were just an irrelevant advertising video to him, which couldn't move his heart or even make him feel a little bit emotional.
only……
Yan Xi looked down at his chest, feeling very confused.
But why when he thought of that person, his heart would beat so fast, the corners of his mouth would rise uncontrollably, and his eyes would feel a little sore.
Yan Xi didn't understand and just kept thinking blankly.
He was so absent-minded that Yan Ziyuan suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
Who was the little fox thinking about? Why was he so obsessed with her thoughts that he even smiled and his eyes turned red...
Thinking of this, Yan Ziyuan quietly clenched his hands on his knees, stared at him intently, and asked directly, "Little fox, who are you thinking about?"
This sentence brought Yan Xi's thoughts back to reality. He tilted his head and looked at him blankly, "I don't know either."
He has so many faces, but he doesn't know his name, his identity, or where he is.
Who is this person?
"I don't know?" Yan Ziyuan's eyes darkened and his gaze became sharp. "What is your relationship with him?"
Yan Xi thought about it and shook his head again, "I don't know."
He only knew that this person was just someone in the mission world, and he would be with him every time.
But a lot of times it’s for missions.
He should just be the target person of the mission.
Like Yan Ziyuan, it’s just a mission.
Since it was just a mission, there was no need for him to remember it so clearly, and it didn't matter what the relationship was.
Yan Ziyuan looked at him and found that there was no sign of lying on his face, and he was a little shaken.
Doesn't he really know?
Or... he's been reborn so many times that he's forgotten the people he first met...
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