"Mom," a little girl tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes. She turned her head and stared at someone, her eyes full of confusion. "What's wrong?" The girl's mother gently squatted down and touched her head.
"Why is Big Brother's hair white? That's weird."
"Uh..." The girl's mother didn't know the reason, so she could only say: "No. No matter what big brother looks like, you can't treat him with a weird eye. Some people are born unique, and big brother is like that." After that, she picked up the child and turned to the white-haired Mu Heng to apologize for the girl's offense.
Mu Hengshi smiled understandingly. This was Chuan City, Song Qingmo's hometown. His hair had turned white after Song Qingmo distanced himself from him. He wondered how Song Qingmo would react when he saw him.
He couldn't be feeling sorry for him, he said with a self-deprecating laugh. His eyes were filled with desolation. He shouldn't show up again, but he couldn't help it. Although the system sometimes projected Song Qing Heimer's image, he wanted to see him in person.
Song Qingmo was finally living the life he'd always dreamed of. It could be described in one word: perfectly comfortable. Forget all the love, hate, and vengeance, forget all the aloofness, forget all the upstarts. Forget Mu Hengshi! Hahahaha, Song Qingmo laughed heartily, hands on his hips, in his own yard.
Song's parents were no longer surprised; this kind of scene played out every day. At first, they thought their son had gone mad. When they questioned him, Song Qingmo simply smiled, looking ready to be spanked. He explained that he was just unleashing his natural instincts. Song's parents exchanged glances, neither saying a word. Song Qingmo was simply overjoyed. Only he understood the difficulty of this.
I shield the blazing sun in the sky with my hands, and say, the world is full of beautiful scenery. Rebirth is a new life.
Song Qingmo put on a straw hat. He had specially changed into a dark green ancient-style knight costume today. Wearing it like this, he looked like an ancient knight. He went out to show off to Song's mother and others. Although he received unanimous praise, he was driven out.
Today, Song's mother wanted to make the Qingming dumplings they had eaten before. Now is the season when Artemisia selengensis grows wildly. They came in a hurry and missed the Qingming Festival. Today, seeing Song Qingmo dressed in green, she suddenly had an idea and drove him to work and dig wild vegetables.
Song Qingmo has been catching up on Xu's novels recently. When he heard this, the image of Wang Baochuan involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Before he could think more, Song's mother simply "invited" him out and gave him a bamboo basket and a small hoe.
Looking at the door that was ruthlessly closed in front of him, Song Qingmo had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and look for his target on the roadside. There were many fruit trees beside the country roads. Now the flowers had fallen and the fruits had appeared, and the green fruits were hanging on the branches.
Song Qingmo found a field not far from his home. Holding a basket and a hoe, he hurried over, clenched his hands, squatted down and started picking hard.
He knew everything about the system's elusiveness and secretive visits to Mu Hengshi these days. But he didn't bother to expose it. Mu Hengshi and he were no longer from the same world. Being the protagonist of a sadistic story, Mu Hengshi was a good performer, and yet the system valued him so much that it even used him to seek Mu Hengshi's affection. Song Qingmo pondered as he dug vegetables.
System 001 was guiding Mu Hengshi at this time. "Host, Mr. Song Qingmo is in the thatched cottage up ahead. It's very beautiful, isn't it? The host has a very good eye. The people he likes are always extraordinary."
001 even managed to flatter him as he led the way. According to System 001's observations, Song Qingmo was indeed good-looking, gentle, and polite, but privately... well, the humans here seemed to call it neurotic. "Yes, that's right," 001 nodded solemnly.
Mu Hengshi had no time to pay attention to 001's extra thoughts. He saw a dark green background. If it weren't for the straw hat, he would probably blend in with the green leaves around him.
Hearing the noisy electronic sound of System 001, Song Qingmo turned his head, but he wasn't startled. He was used to it. After all, it wasn't the first time he'd been shocked by Mu Hengshi's face. He showed impatience on his face. What was Mu Hengshi looking at? He might as well dig out his eyes and put them on his body.
Mu Hengshi was unaware of anything, he only knew that he couldn't take his eyes off her. He thought to himself, "How beautiful!" He wondered how there could be such a beautiful person in the world.
Song Qingmo couldn't stand Mu Heng's piercing gaze. Having lived through two lives, he understood the emotion within it. But it didn't concern him. He quickly turned around and glanced at the harvest in the basket. Hmm... it was pretty much the same. Picking up his hoe, he strode home with long strides, as if a ghost was chasing him.
Mu Hengshi's hair was dyed black by him. His white hair was too eye-catching. He was more concerned that Song Qingmo liked people with long, straight black hair and gentle personalities, and he seemed to have neither of them. So he asked the system to dye his hair black on the way.
System 001 looked at his host's wolf-like eyes and felt a little scared. He had never seen Mu Heng so openly and directly like something.
And its host must be blind! Just now, Song Qingmo unconsciously smeared mud on his face. Song Qingmo just didn't want Mu Heng to see his handsome appearance from the bottom of his heart. He didn't deserve it.
Even a clay cat-like face is so affectionate to the host. They all have good looks and temperament, and their faces are prettier than Song Qingmo's. Why doesn't the host like them? Oh my God!
System 001 isn't really here for a vacation; it wants to fight for more, even if it means waiting until this world's host dies. A new host is too difficult to manage; I can't do it.
The white ball of light was whistling and glaring. Mu Hengshi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and glanced at 001. The ball of light immediately quieted down.
Song Qingmo returned to the door of his home, looked at the closed door, thought for a moment, and without hesitation, he climbed over the wall. He threw the hoe first, and relying on the low height of the wall, he easily climbed over it, taking away all the grass in the bamboo basket.
He put down the bamboo basket and ran to the door to check whether it was closed tightly.
"What's wrong?" The yard was huge, and with the garden, it covered three or four acres. Song's father was having afternoon tea in the garden when he was startled by the sudden flying hoe. Before he could react, he saw Song Qingmo climbing over the wall, his face full of urgency.
"Is something chasing you, or did you mess with a dog again and get chased by it?"
"No, I did see a dog." He grabbed his father's teapot, sat down slowly, and poured himself a refill. He decided not to tell them about Mu Hengshi's incident.
At this time, Mu Heng stood at the door and wanted to raise his hand but then put it down. The system said that he was powerless. Song Qingmo caught the two of them in collusion, and he had no way to beg for mercy.
"Go back, and don't come back." The system's gleeful expression was too obvious for Mu Hengshi to ignore, so he had to let it go. He would never return to the system department as a host again. All he wanted in his life was Song Qingmo, and even if he could only watch from afar, he would be content. As for everything else, he didn't want to do it, nor did he want to think about it.
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