After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

Although the room is expensive, it is indeed luxuriously decorated, with brand new furniture and bedding made of high-quality cotton, which feels comfortable and warm to the touch.

Pei Ye lit the lamp, asked the waiter for an extra quilt, and started to sleep on the floor next to the bed.

"You sleep on the bed at night, and I sleep on the floor."

Shen Mian yawned and stretched. He was really tired after traveling all day.

"How can that be possible?" Pei Ye paused, "I am a man, so naturally I should sleep on the floor."

Shen Mian did not allow any arguments: "I am older than you, how can I let my brother sleep on the floor? It's settled. It's too close to the bed, please move it further away."

Pei Ye then stopped moving, raised his head and looked at Shen Mian, with a pleading look in his eyes: "Can't you be so close?"

When Shen Mian saw him like this, he couldn't resist: "Oh, sure, sure. It's up to you."

Pei Ye's eyes curved, and he continued to make the bed happily, but he still insisted: "Sister, please sleep on the bed. I am a man, so it doesn't matter. If you don't sleep on the bed, I won't sleep on it either."

Shen Mian couldn't persuade him, so he finally listened to him.

She stared at Pei Ye's busy back in a daze, and her thoughts unconsciously returned to her previous life.

In her previous life, she also had a younger brother.

At that time, she was not a well-known thief in the organization, but just a newcomer whose life was worthless.

Every day she was either completing missions or killing people, living a life on the edge of a knife all the time. She had brushed shoulders with death countless times, but she finally survived.

Also surviving with her was a boy two years younger than her and from the same team.

The boy was very outgoing and talkative. After getting to know her, he liked to keep talking to her. Even though Shen Mian didn't like to pay attention to him, he always had countless things to say and kept calling her sister.

The boy did have some real skills. Although he was in crisis many times, he managed to survive in the end. There were fewer and fewer acquaintances around him, and in the end only a few were left.

Every time he came back from a mission, the first thing he did was to look for her and say to her with a smile: "Sister, I am back alive again."

After a long time of companionship, she had long been accustomed to this boy who liked to call her sister. Sometimes when she went out on a mission, she would bring him some small things.

He always accepted it with sparkling eyes, came over and hugged Shen Mian, ignoring Shen Mian's stiff body, and was happy on his own.

Shen Mian’s last mission after officially joining the organization was to kill him.

The two of them were locked up in a dim room on a damp and muddy floor. Several people stood nearby, watching at their leisure, waiting to see how they would kill each other.

There was only a dagger on the ground.

Shen Mian didn't remember when the two of them started to act. She only remembered that in the chaos, the boy who had never been able to defeat her was the first to snatch the dagger, and grabbed Shen Mian's hand tightly, allowing her to stab him in the heart with her own hands.

With tearful eyes, Shen Mian couldn't even cry as she held him who was covered in blood. She could only touch his face hoarsely and tremblingly.

His pupils were already somewhat dilated, his breathing was weak and difficult, and his usually energetic face was completely bloodless. He used up his last bit of strength to grab her hand: "Go... on..."

"Tsk, boring."

"Your character is still a little off, but your skills are okay. Hey, you've passed the test, come out."

"It's a pity for that boy, his skills are not bad."

"It's a dead person, there's nothing to be sorry about. Go and bring her here, and throw the boy away."

Shen Mian raised her head in a trance, her eyes were as dark as the abyss. She kept those faces, their voices, and their expressions in her mind bit by bit.

Later, Shen Mian killed them with her own hands. Killing her enemies did not make her feel much pleasure, but only boredom and disgust.

When she grew up, those people were just a bunch of trash in her eyes. And if a genius killed trash, he would not be held responsible in the organization.

But that person will never come back, no matter how hard she tries to be a good sister, he will never come back.

"Sister? Sister?" Shen Mian came back to his senses from his memories and met Pei Ye's concerned gaze.

"What's wrong with you?" Pei Ye looked at Shen Mian's pale face, and said nervously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Shen Mian let out a breath.

It's strange, maybe because I subconsciously felt pain and wanted to forget it, so before this, this memory was always vague and unclear. But just now, maybe it was because of the scene that brought back memories, the images and sounds in my memory became clearer, as if it happened yesterday.

She felt her heart beating a little faster and thought to herself: If I let her enter the illusion of Qixia Mountain again now, she would not be able to come out so quickly.

"Pei Ye." She spoke softly, "I will try my best to be a good sister."

Pei Ye was stunned. Looking at Shen Mian, who was obviously in a bad state, he went forward and hugged her, burying his head in Shen Mian's shoulders and neck. His voice was a little muffled, but very serious: "You are the best sister."

He tightened his arms around her, feeling the close distance and craving her warmth.

Shen Mian patted his back: "Okay, don't you want to go out and play? Come on, I'll take you to have fun today!"

Ningxi Town was even more lively than they had imagined. Perhaps it was because more people had come to the town in the past few days. There were stalls everywhere on the street, and the dazzling array of things was dazzling to look at.

The streets are brightly lit with colorful lanterns hung high. Everywhere you look, you can see silver flowers and colorful trees. The streets are bustling with people.

There were many people coming and going. Pei Ye followed Shen Mian closely, but he couldn't help looking around. His eyes were sparkling with curiosity and desire that he had never shown before.

Shen Mian waved her hand and said, "Just tell me what you like. I'm not short of money!"

Pei Ye held Zhang's plum blossom cake in his left hand and Song Laifu's Changshu glutinous rice cake in his right hand, pointed to the sugar figurine stand not far away and asked: "What is that?"

Shen Mian: "The one that draws the sugar man, do you want it?"

Pei Ye nodded. Shen Mian suddenly remembered something and looked at him strangely: "I remember you don't like sweet food? Didn't you think the cake I gave you was too sweet?"

"I didn't!" Pei Ye shook his head like a rattle, "I just haven't eaten anything so sweet before. I think it's delicious! I like what my sister likes, too!"

Shen Mian smiled: "Don't talk so early, I like to eat a lot of different things. Wait for me here, I'll go buy some."

Pei Ye tried to pull at her clothes, but his hands were full and he couldn't pull them. He could only shout: "Let's go together!"

"You're stupid. You line up here for the roast lamb while I line up the candy men. We'll all be able to eat soon." Shen Mian pushed him back. "Wait for me at the side after you're done lining up. Don't run around."