Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"I remember that it was a bright and beautiful day in spring. A thin figure was carrying a bamboo basket, walking through the tea fields. His slender fingers seemed to fall down in the wind, but in a flash, a handsome man supported him from behind. The two looked into each other's eyes, and as they looked into each other's eyes, a little friendship arose spontaneously..."

Looking at his moving lips and sparkling eyes, Wen Baixu understood.

"Then may I ask, it's you in this story, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice in front of him sounded again, but did not answer his question.

"Their love seemed to have reached its peak from then on. They often traveled through the vast tea fields, leaning on each other. Their sweetness was also blessed by outsiders, until..."

Wen Baixu looked at the person in front of him and paused, and his expression gradually became distorted.

"She.....she is a demon. She destroyed all her happiness. She robbed all her happiness. She deserves to die...she deserves to die..."

The hysterical screams seemed to vent all his anger, but... there was something wrong.

"Then how did she destroy her happiness..."

"She made him stop loving her, she made them stop being intimate, and finally she set fire to everything... She set fire to everything, including the person she loved the most."

The man in front of him had his hands wide open. He didn't look weak at all, but even crazier.

"What about you? What role do you play in this story? Mr. Jiang... Oh, I shouldn't call you Mrs. Jiang."

The person in front of him paused for a moment, turned his head with a cold expression, and looked at Wen Baixu.

"How did you know?"

"Don't worry about this for now, answer my question first."

The person in front of him looked confused, staring at him closely, but smiled after a moment.

"Since you already know who I am, do you still need me to tell you?"

The sound of the chuckle touched the nerves of the people present bit by bit. Wen Baixu, who was wrapped in a sack, looked at the man with a strange expression and spoke softly.

"Since you are that figure, who is 'she'?"

"'She' is 'she'. She is a little vixen. She took away all his love. I am unwilling to accept this. I cannot tolerate this. This is not right. He is mine. Everything about him is mine."

After a burst of black fog, the person in front of him turned into a woman wearing a dark red cloak. She had a beautiful face, but she seemed to be in a bad condition.

"Then 'she' succeeded in getting promoted."

Wen Baixu looked at the woman in front of him carefully

Hearing this, the woman twisted her neck, flexed her fingers, walked up to him, and raised his chin with her hand.

“Are you wasting time?”

Wen Baixu turned his head suddenly, freed himself from her fingers, and said with a trembling face:

"So what? You...I...I am at the mercy of others, so you have to let me be the one who knows what's going on."

The woman looked at him deeply, then suddenly burst into laughter, pointing at him while putting her hands on her hips.

"You are a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, so I will satisfy your curiosity."

As she spoke, the woman stood up and paced back and forth, recounting the past.

‘Tsk’

A not-so-pleasant voice sounded at this moment. The person who was pacing stopped and rushed up in a flash. He grabbed the chin of the person in the sack and looked at him viciously.

"What sound do you make?"

Hearing the harsh words in his ears, Wen Baixu was not afraid at all. He changed his previous expression and stared at her.

"Did I make any noise? Even if I did, you deserve it."

The sharp words seemed to have touched the woman's fragile defense line.

The woman looked at him blankly and slapped him.

Wen Baixu fell to the ground, but he showed no fear. He struggled, endured the pain at the corner of his mouth, and said with a firm look in his eyes:

"You deserve this..."

A loud bang came from the sack, and the woman kicked the sack again and again, cursing as she kicked.

"Even if you curse, I still have to ask: If you love him so much, why is it you who is left alive in the end?"

Wen Baixu's powerful words made the woman pause, and she murmured, "Yes... why am I alive... shouldn't we..."

"The reason you are alive is because he truly loves you. Have you forgotten all that? Your acquaintance, your love, and even who that little vixen you called was. You...think about it carefully..."

Wen Baixu's words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the woman's heart.

"Who...who is it...I don't know...I don't know"

The woman held her head in pain, looking ahead in disbelief, her eyes wide open, as if she was recalling her most painful experience.

"She... appeared when you two were just beginning to be sweet. When she first appeared, you two were extremely sweet and would not tolerate outsiders interfering. But her arrival really broke everything, especially at that time when you had all kinds of difficulties and he was busy outside and didn't take good care of you. It was a heavy blow to you physically and mentally. His busyness, her noise, and his doting on her after his return were like the last straw that broke the camel's back and completely crushed you, so you had to use the most extreme means, but in the end he died. He died for you."

"No... No, he died trying to save that person, how could it be..."

"Madam, Master..."

A voice interrupted the woman's cry, but it also paused.

The woman followed the sound and looked at the man standing under the stage, but she didn't feel anything strange. Instead, she grabbed his arm as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw and kept asking for the answer she wanted.

But the man shook his head.

"Madam, you have done too many wrong things. It's time to make a choice."

'poof'

There was a sound of a dagger piercing flesh, and the woman looked down in disbelief.

The next second, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. She pushed away the person holding the dagger and stood up with a wild laugh.

“Hahahahaha… No, you are lying to me, you are all lying to me, you are the ones who deserve to die, die…”

She smiled and waved at a figure at the edge. There was a whistle. The woman was still laughing wildly, waiting for the next thing she expected to happen, but... there was silence all around.

The woman covered her stomach and looked around in disbelief. She looked at the person standing at the edge, and that person blew a few more times, but what she expected did not happen.

She took two steps forward despite the severe pain, but suddenly remembered something and looked at the person who collapsed beside her and the person trapped in the sack.

The woman staggered over with a grim smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and was about to touch the boy's cheek, but she heard two whooshing sounds, and the woman's arms and body were trapped by ropes, unable to move...