Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

"You... know me?" With a low and hoarse voice, Ban Mu's figure appeared in front of Cheng Mo like a ghost. He lowered his head and stared at Cheng Mo who was lying on the ground, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

Cheng Mo raised his head with difficulty, staring at the orc wearing a sheep-head mask in front of him. His hands trembled slightly as he slowly reached out to the mask, wanting to confirm the face behind it.

Ban Mu did not stop Cheng Mo's move, but just stood there quietly, motionless. Cheng Mo gritted his teeth, his hands trembled even more, but he still firmly placed his hands on the mask. Finally, he pulled hard, and the mask was suddenly lifted, revealing the face underneath.

That face was very familiar to Cheng Mo. He had seen this face countless times in his dreams. However, every time he woke up from his dream, he was always greeted by that face full of disappointment and questions: "Why? Why did you abandon me..."

Cheng Mo couldn't answer this question, he didn't know how to explain it. In order to protect this world, he had to leave Banmu alone in Tianwai Tian, ​​let him lose his memory, and become a heartless beast god. The vows he made before now seemed like a joke. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen when Banmu regained his memory, and he didn't want to think about this possibility.

For Cheng Mo, as long as Banmu could live peacefully in Tianwaitian, it was enough. As for the pain of being forgotten, he was willing to bear it alone.

"You..." Ban Mu was interrupted by Cheng Mo before he could finish his words.

"Lord Beast God! Because I am your messenger, I know your name!" Cheng Mo tried hard to put on a smile to hide the bitterness in his heart.

"The messenger of the Beast God?" As expected, Banmu's attention was diverted at once. He frowned, wondering uncertainly whether this messenger of the Beast God was chosen by the world consciousness or by the previous Beast God. After all, he had just become the Beast God not long ago, and many things were still not very clear to him.

"Yes, I... my name is Cheng Mo. It's our first meeting. Please forgive my rude attitude just now." Cheng Mo bent down deeply so as not to let Ban Mu see the tears in his eyes.

"Ah... I, my name is Ban Mu, and I'm the current Beast God." Ban Mu raised his hand in panic and tried to help Cheng Mo up.

Cheng Mo straightened up and looked up at Ban Mu. The two were speechless for a moment.

The atmosphere became a little awkward. Banmu wanted to say something to break the deadlock, but suddenly he thought of a question.

"Um...are you hungry?" Ban Mu tried hard to start a conversation. He thought of the dish that he had only eaten two bites of at Cheng Mo's house.

"Well, let's go home?" Cheng Mo nodded and raised his hand to hold Banmu's hand as usual. But when he held Banmu's hand, he suddenly realized that Banmu might not have recovered his previous memory. He couldn't help but wonder if his actions would be regarded as blasphemy against the gods? Would Banmu be angry?

At this moment, Banmu still looked serious and calm, but Cheng Mo could feel his inner tension and excitement from his slightly sweaty palms. Cheng Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, gently squeezed Banmu's big hand, and said with a smile: "Master Beast God, please come home with me!"

Banmu nodded majestically, but in fact, his heart was already stirred, and he almost turned into a screaming chicken: "Ahhh! He actually held my hand! We held hands! I must record this moment and play it on loop in Tianchi every day!"

Just as they reached the door of their house, Cheng Mo saw the patrol team peeking out of the door, as if they were about to go in to check.

"Ah! Lord City Lord!" The members of the patrol team turned around and saw Cheng Mo standing with a strange orc, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello." Cheng Mo smiled and nodded, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing..."

"It's like this. We found your door was open and no one was inside, so we wanted to go in to see what happened, and you just happened to be back." An orc smiled sheepishly, then looked at Banmu and asked, "What is this...?"

Cheng Mo then remembered that she was in such a hurry to go out that she didn't close the door. Now she was walking home hand in hand with Ban Mu. She didn't know how to explain if someone saw them.

Ban Mu looked at Cheng Mo, then turned to look at the orcs in the patrol team, raised their hands that were still held together and said, "I am the suitor of your city lord."

"!!!" Everyone present looked at Ban Mu in surprise as he said this without changing his expression.

"Ah...ah! Then I bless...bless you..." The orcs of the patrol team were stunned. They stammered and hurriedly left the scene.

After the two of them watched the patrol team leave, Cheng Mo turned to look at Ban Mu. Just as he was about to ask something, he saw Ban Mu turned to look at him and said seriously, "I like you."

"!!" Cheng Mo stared at Ban Mu in surprise, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Banmu seemed a little shy. He lowered his head slightly and continued a little embarrassedly: "Although you may not believe it, I had a special feeling from the first time I saw you. I felt that there was some kind of connection between us, and we should be together forever."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo lowered his head quickly, and felt his cheeks getting hot, which must have been red. He thought to himself, of course there is a connection between them! But why did Banmu still think that they should be together even though he had lost his memory? Could it be that Banmu had recovered his memory? No! This is absolutely impossible! If he really recovered his memory, Banmu would never stand here so calmly to confess to him at this moment, and would more likely ask him disappointedly why he left her in Tianwaitian.

Cheng Mo's heart was full of doubts and entanglements. He didn't know how to face the situation in front of him. He hoped that Ban Mu could recover his memory, but he was also afraid that he would be disappointed in himself after recovering his memory.

"Ah... I, that..." Cheng Mo clenched his hands tightly together, his joints turning white. He tried his best to suppress the urge to cry, and said in a trembling voice: "I like you too..."

"No! I feel like I love you!" Ban Mu seriously corrected what he just said. He didn't know why he had such strong feelings for Cheng Mo. This feeling was like a surging wave, constantly impacting his mental defenses. At this moment, he just wanted to open his heart to Cheng Mo, so that he could clearly feel how passionate and deep his love for her was. He hoped that Cheng Mo could understand that his feelings for him were not just a whim or a joke, but the most real feelings from his heart.