I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

Xu Shu clearly rejected Mu Tonghai, and said that he would find a way, then turned and left the Mu Mansion.

Mu Tonghai stood there in a daze for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, "Brother Mu, what do you think?"

"Xu Shu will find a way." Mu Jinghua walked out from behind the screen. He was more curious than Mu Tonghai's question. "Xu Shu's five senses are very sharp. Why didn't he feel me hiding behind the screen?"

"I did a little trick." Mu Tonghai looked at him, "What are you going to do if Xu Shu can't think of a solution?"

Mu Jinghua understood his intention: "You want me to take action."

"I won't help." If Mu Jinghua hadn't heard Xu Shu's insistence, he wouldn't mind helping out.

But now... he was unwilling to continue lying in front of Xu Shu about this matter.

He didn't want to do anything that Xu Shu would mind.

However, thinking that it was because Xu Shu cared about the lives of women, boys and children, he was able to stay with Xu Shu and receive Xu Shu's care and concern, and even endless pampering.

Mu Jinghua still felt uncomfortable.

What if, what if Xu Shu met someone else, such as Shen Lin'er or Du Wanbai...

Then at this moment, the ones standing here as Xu Shu's husbands would be them, right...

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As soon as he reached the door of his house, the guards who were eagerly looking around rushed over and said to Xu Shu very apologetically: "Sir, I didn't stop you. The young master is not angry with you, right?"

"Angry?" Xu Shu looked back. It was a dark night, a quiet street, and no one was around. "Little Mujin followed me?"

"You didn't..." The guard was extremely surprised and felt powerless. With a bitter face, he explained the whole story to Xu Shu. When he said that Mu Jinghua didn't look well, Mu Jinghua came back.

"I'm fine." He interrupted the guard and looked at Xu Shu, "I couldn't sleep so I came out for a walk."

"I just went to Mu Tonghai's house." Xu Shu explained to him immediately, "Xiao Mujin, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Mu Jinghua pulled Xu Shu to the mansion, "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

"Are you really not angry?" Xu Shu was a little surprised.

Mu Jinghua didn't answer. He went back to his room and got on bed in silence. He curled up in Xu Shu's arms and closed his eyes to sleep.

Seeing that he didn't seem to reject him, Xu Shu just assumed that he was sleepy, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Good night."

Although he was worried about something, Xu Shu slept well and felt refreshed.

Mu Jinghua, however, had a dark bruise under his eyes, and curled up in bed, not wanting to move, and spoke weakly: "Xu Shu."

"Are you sick?" Xu Shu came forward and touched his forehead, and found it was burning hot. He couldn't help but frowned, "I guess you caught a cold last night."

"I'll go call Qi Huairen." Xu Shu tucked the corner of the quilt for him, "You sleep for a while."

"Don't." Mu Jinghua grabbed him and said, "Don't go... okay?"

These words sounded familiar, and Xu Shu suddenly remembered that night when Mu Jinghua talked in her sleep, crying and begging him not to leave.

But when did he say he was leaving?

This little fool.

Xu Shu had no choice but to sit down again and sent someone to invite Qi Huairen. Seeing Mu Jinghua holding his hand tightly, he gently lifted his hair and said, "Xiao Mujin, you have been worried recently, huh?"

Mu Jinghua was startled when he heard this. He felt aggrieved for his wild thoughts last night. He wanted to act coquettishly with Xu Shu, but he didn't know where to start, so he just said stubbornly, "No."

"You had a nightmare that night. I heard it." Xu Shu simply revealed, "What did you dream about that caused you to react so strongly?"

"What nightmare?" Mu Jinghua had forgotten about this and looked at Xu Shu with sincere and confused eyes.

Xu Shu took his hand and placed it on himself to signal him to remember.

Mu Jinghua shrank his hand because of the burn, his ears turned red, and he wanted to shove himself into the crack of the ground: "It's... it's a nightmare."

He looked up at Xu Shu and found that Xu Shu was looking at him. His eyes were clear, gentle, and a little aggrieved: "I dreamed that you didn't want me, I..."

When he talked about that, he couldn't stop his tears from falling. Seeing this, Xu Shu quickly handed him a handkerchief, hugged him gently, and said softly: "That's not true. I won't give up on you."

"No." Mu Jinghua retorted in a muffled voice, "If I were not myself, you would not want me."

This was really confusing. Xu Shu thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out: "Why are you not you?"

Mu Jinghua glanced at him, turned over, and didn't want to pay any attention to him anymore.

"Why are you so awkward?" Xu Shu was a little amused. He sat down on the bed and pinched his cheek. "You won't even talk to me?"

Mu Jinghua nodded lightly and wanted to say something, but the voices of Qi Huairen and Old Master Bai came from outside the door.

He had no choice but to give up and let Qi Huairen feel his pulse. He listened to Old Master Bai's questions about his health and fell into a deep sleep.

He fell asleep in a daze that day, and kept dreaming about some real and scary things that woke him up again and again.

Xu Shu stayed by his side the whole time, and as soon as he saw him wake up, he asked him if he wanted some water.

He nodded, but before Xu Shu brought him water, he fell into that terrible dream again, where he couldn't find Xu Shu anywhere.

It seemed like a torture designed specifically for him. It was not until the day Xu Shu went to take part in the martial arts examination that the torture began to fade away a little, allowing him to regain a bit of clarity.

But Xu Shu was worried about his health and would not let him go with him despite his illness.

Qi Huairen and Qu Xiu also tried to persuade him. Mu Jinghua sat on the bed in a daze, looking in a trance at everyone who was worried about him and tried to comfort him, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Shu.

He asked softly, "Will you come back?"

"Where are you going if you don't come back?" Xu Shu smiled and touched his face, feeling distressed and helpless. "Your face is still very pale. You'll take the medicine soon, and you should get some more sleep."

"No." When Mu Jinghua heard about sleeping, his face turned pale for a moment, and his reaction was a little exaggerated. "I can't...sleep. Come back soon."

"I'll be back as soon as I finish the exam." Xu Shu thought he was tired of sleeping because of too much sleep, so he bent down and kissed his white fingertips, "When I come back, I will marry you."

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"He wants to marry me." Mu Jinghua looked at the person standing in front of him, a little dazed, "He asked me to wait for him."

"You've been dreaming a lot lately, right?" Mu Tonghai observed Mu Jinghua's expression and made a bold guess, "If the plot collapses and this world is abandoned, you won't die. Instead, you'll spend the rest of your life in a recycling bin."

"For the rest of my life, there will be no Xu Shu. Just like in my dream."

"You really don't plan to..."

"No." Mu Jinghua's eyes suddenly turned red. He picked up the teacup beside him and threw it at Mu Tonghai. "Why me? Why do you treat me like this?"

"No, I..." He trembled and wrapped himself in the quilt, his voice hoarse, "I don't..."

"Your dreams are all things that should have happened to you. I think Qiao Wan may have told you part of it, but it must be hard to experience it in person."

"You did it." Mu Jinghua looked at Mu Tonghai fiercely, "I started to get sick after returning from the Mu Mansion. It was you..."

"Little Hibiscus." Mu Tonghai smiled, "Do you mind if I call you that?"

"I just want you to know what is truly important. The plot line of this world cannot collapse. This is the most important thing for you and me."

He took a step forward and handed Mu Jinghua a capsule: "If you have figured it out, take this and you will recover immediately."

"Of course, if you can't figure it out, you won't have nightmares today. I just want you to know that I don't mean to threaten you."

"Isn't this a threat?" Mu Jinghua looked at him coldly.

Mu Tonghai suddenly changed the subject: "You have been ill for a long time. During this period, Xu Shu not only took care of you, but also prepared your wedding."

"He put your wedding dress in..." Mu Tonghai pointed to the one next door, "Do you want to go and take a look?"

Mu Jinghua was stunned: "Wedding dress?"

Thinking of what Xu Shu had just said to him, he curled his lips weakly, as if he was finally getting what he wanted.

He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, if he could wake up from that nightmare.

"Let it go." Mu Jinghua saw Mu Tonghai, "We can't let Xu Shu know that it was me who did it."