When I arrived at the office door with my lunchbox, the man was sitting at his desk, typing away at his computer.
She knocked on the glass door, and a cold reply came from inside.
Rong Shang stepped inside.
"Are you free for lunch?"
The lunchbox was placed on the glass table in front of her. Rong Shang straightened up, and the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped.
She turned her head and met the man's deep gaze.
She seemed flattered, but the passionate, inseparable state of the past was gone.
In short, the feeling has changed.
"Want to eat?" Rong Shang gestured to the lunchbox on the table for him to see.
The man turned his head and looked over as well.
Suddenly, things are different again.
Before, he wouldn't even look away from her eyes for a second.
Although in past missions, the man had often shown a fascination with her because of her eyes.
But none of them can compare to the state of the Supreme God himself.
Whenever he looked at her, he often felt a burning desire to meld her into his very bones.
"Okay, let's eat."
A deep, resonant voice came from ahead.
Rong Shang frowned slightly.
She knew that the man's memories in reality had been retrieved.
Now, he has returned to the past.
She couldn't quite describe her feelings; Rong Chang kept her head down and remained silent.
A short while later, steady footsteps approached, and the man hugged her from behind. He leaned close to her ear and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Looking down at her coat, Mu Chen raised an eyebrow.
Then he chuckled, "Qinghuan, are you alright?"
"Um?"
Rong Shang turned around, and the man pointed to the coat she was wearing.
"Although it's cold now, it's not even November or December yet, so there's no need to wear a coat."
Mu Chen leaned over and kissed her cheek, feeling somewhat helpless.
Rong Shang realized what was happening and, remembering it was only October, laughed along with the poem. She then lied, "I wasn't feeling well last night, so—"
Where does it hurt?
Before she could finish speaking, the person behind her immediately stepped in front of her, grabbing her arm with one hand and touching her forehead with the other.
Rong Shang looked up at him, and he was muttering, "No fever, is it dizziness?"
"Let's go." He pulled her along, "I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out."
Indeed, as always... I can't stand to see her in the slightest bad way.
As Rong Shang watched the man's retreating figure, her vision blurred for a moment.
She stood there and wouldn't move, so the man in front of her had no choice but to stop as well.
Just as I was about to turn around, I suddenly heard her call out, "Lord God."
Rong Chang was testing the waters.
She wanted to see if the man in front of her was really back to his old self, as she had imagined.
Then, she suddenly heard the voice in his heart.
He was very surprised and asked in his heart, "What God?"
In that instant, Rong Chang understood.
Mu Chen turned around. "What?"
"It's nothing." Rong Shang shook her head. Since she already had the answer in her heart, she decided not to say anything more.
*
Spring goes and autumn comes, and another year will soon pass.
Rong Shang became pregnant that winter, and around the same time, Mu Lian got engaged to Qi Yan.
Everything was satisfactory, in a way.
On Christmas that year, for some reason, Mu Chen suddenly dressed up as Santa Claus and gave her a gift.
At that moment, the woman stood on the bustling street, holding a gift in her hands, her smiling gaze fixed on the man in front of her.
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