Yin Jiahan used the limited ingredients to make some pastries and sweet corn porridge, which she then presented to Mu Tiantian.
"They're all sweet." Mu Tiantian wanted something spicy.
Yin Jiahan picked up the bowl of porridge, ladled a spoonful for her, and brought it to her lips.
"I'll do it myself." Mu Tiantian smiled and tried to do it herself, but Yin Jiahan wouldn't let go of the bowl.
She looked up and saw Yin Jiahan staring at her with deep, dark eyes.
She had no choice but to put her hand down and obediently take a sip.
In times like these, it's best to go along with him.
"It's delicious." Mu Tiantian smiled sweetly, thankfully she had specially trained his cooking skills in the past.
Yin Jiahan continued to feed her, and Mu Tiantian obediently drank.
When only half a bowl remained, Yin Jiahan placed the bowl of porridge in her hands and said softly, "Feed me."
Mu Tiantian's body moved uncontrollably as she fed him porridge.
This scene was just like a few years ago when she fed him medicine when he was sick.
"Sister, the medicine tastes so bitter."
At that moment, Mu Tiantian endured the bitterness and took a sip, saying, "Even my older sister, who is so afraid of bitter things, drank it. What are you afraid of?"
"Can you feed me, sister?"
"Okay, okay, I'll feed you. After you finish your medicine, I'll make whatever you want to eat, okay?"
"good..."
At this moment, Yin Jiahan gazed at Mu Tiantian, who was feeding him with lifeless eyes, and recalled her words before entering the secret chamber: 'I've come back to atone for my sins, I swear!'
"Xiao Han, those vows are just made casually; they won't come true anyway."
The words Mu Tiantian had said were clashing in his mind.
Yin Jiahan warned himself not to trust her, but to treat her like a plaything and torture her little by little, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died next time.
Yin Jiahan took a deep breath and said coldly, "Put it down."
Mu Tiantian obeyed the order and put down her porridge bowl.
Yin Jiahan's thin lips curved slightly as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister, do you know that there are a lot of dead people around here? Their ghosts love to come to these kinds of secluded rooms to play. I think they would really like you, Sister."
After saying that, Yin Jiahan blew out the candles in the secret room, and the surroundings instantly became pitch black.
He opened the stone door and was about to go out, but then he stopped himself from taking the step.
She finally gave in to her soft heart.
He closed the stone door again and stood by the wall.
After hearing the stone door close, Mu Tiantian was able to move her body freely again.
He cursed under his breath, "That brat Xiao Han, he didn't forget to scare me before he left."
Mu Tiantian called out to Qitong: [Qitong? Are you there?]
System: [Seven Seven's message: I need to go store my personal feelings now. I'm not sure when I'll be back. My survival program is activated, but I still want to remind you, please don't do anything reckless, and don't worry about me.]
Mu Tiantian: [Damn it! Why did you have to go now of all times?! Seventh Bureau!]
System: [Seven Seven's message: I...]
The mechanical voice repeated the sentence in her mind again.
As a system, although it can develop personal consciousness and have emotions, it needs to periodically store its personal emotions during missions with the host. This is to prevent the system from acting on emotions and protecting the host.
Once the system has a human form, users can retrieve their personal emotions from the system's emotion storage center.
"May Uncle Ying possess me and protect me," Mu Tiantian muttered to herself as she groped her way to the side in the dark.
when--
"Oh my god!" Mu Tiantian jumped to the side in fright.
She mustered her courage and reached out to touch it; it was a stool.
"That scared me to death." Mu Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief.
With his night vision, Yin Jiahan took in everything, and his thin lips unconsciously curled up.
Mu Tiantian didn't have anything to start a fire, so she had to find the bed based on her memory.
Yin Jiahan walked lightly towards the bedside, stirring up a gentle breeze as she passed Mu Tiantian.
Mu Tiantian swallowed hard, then took a deep breath. "There are no ghosts in this world. That was just an illusion."
She calmed herself down and muttered to herself, "Little Han, Little Han, your older sister saved your life and raised you for three years. Although leaving you back then was out of necessity, it still hurt you deeply and betrayed you. You just left without even leaving a light for your older sister, and you even scared her. You little ungrateful thing..."
Mu Tiantian could only try to bolster her courage by talking to herself, "I wonder if Dongfang Ziyi really kept his promise..."
"I wonder who's the heartless one..." Yin Jiahan muttered softly, sitting on the bed, feeling wronged.
Dongfang Ziyi? A promise?
"Who's talking?" Mu Tiantian's heart leaped into her throat when she heard a sound coming from inside. "Could it really be a ghost?"
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