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

Hearing the voice in his ear, Wen Baixu shuddered all over and turned his neck stiffly, but just as he was about to see him, he suddenly felt a cold sensation on his neck, which seemed to be a knife.

"You...I...are you going to kill me?"

The moonlight slowly sprinkled on the faces of the two people. One licked his lips in fear and the other in amusement.

"What do you think? I am a very good master, don't you think so, little prince?"

His voice was hoarse, as if something was stuck in his throat. Even if the boy didn't turn his head to look, he could imagine his expression, because he had seen this expression before, in that cold hall...

The breeze blew his hair slightly, and the expression on his face slowly changed from fear to calmness. The boy slowly lowered his head, and his cheeks moved for a moment. Then, in the darkness, a familiar voice sounded.

"Master, how are you?"

As soon as these words came out, the man behind him was startled, and the knife in his hand slowly moved away from the boy.

"Senior brother..."

The voice was so gentle that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. It was completely different from the person just now.

"Junior brother, why is this happening? Why... do you treat me like this?"

The voice was as cold as always, no different from a real person, just like him...

"Brother...I miss you so much...really"

The man behind him put the knife in his hand into his sleeve while speaking, and hugged the man who was bowing his head in front of him.

"But you don't seem to miss me, instead it seems like you want to kill me..."

"How could it be, brother, you have wronged me again. You and I are one, how could I do this? I just miss you so much."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but rub the back of his neck like a child.

"Then why are you scaring me here..."

There was a hint of tentative caution in his voice, but he still didn't raise his head.

"This... is a long story... It's just my brother's way of fulfilling his promise to him... Hiss~"

A soft cry came from behind, and the hands that were originally tightly held now slowly loosened.

"Since just now, Senior Brother has turned his back on me. How much does he hate me that he doesn't even want to look at me?"

As he was speaking, a head suddenly hit the boy's back.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard the person behind him slowly speaking, whispering

"You probably don't want to see me. After all... I forced you to do something you didn't want to do. But you know, I was so happy, so happy. That day was the happiest day since I met you, because... now we are one..."

"One body? What the hell is this? Dedication?"

The boy didn't say a word, but just thought silently in his heart

[A...more colorful picture has been detected. Do you accept it?]

Hearing this, he lowered his head with his mouth wide open, a look of disbelief

"There's color? Can you watch this without paying? Can this still be broadcast? But... accept it."

Wen Baixu tapped his finger lightly, and a large screen appeared in front of him, and two children appeared on the screen...

I don't know what the boy was thinking, but there seemed to be a sound like grinding his teeth.

"You...you...are so shameless that you don't even let children go."

A face full of indignation and disdain

[Or I'll turn it off...]

"Don't..." The young man coughed softly in his heart, and then replied righteously in his mind

"That's your fault. You made a good brotherhood sound so disgusting. I really don't know how you learned the art of language..."

[Hello... you are really good at speaking, who doesn't know...]

Before the system in my mind finished speaking, the process of becoming a disciple suddenly sped up until... the two white bodies overlapped each other. The sound was so loud that it made my ears blush.

"This this....."

[It’s amazing, right? In the end...]

"It's really shocking that he was the one who was overwhelmed."

Mianmian opened her mouth wide at his words.

[So host, aren’t you curious about why they...]

"Curious? That's the police's business. I'm the captain of the dog food team, the leader in the melon-eating world. Who has the time to care about why he wants to overwhelm him? Are you bored?"

As he said this in his heart, his expression turned pale.

[Okay, but host, this system kindly reminds you that this past experience may be of some use to you in the later stage, and if you want to make connections, you have to start from the source. Initially, this system estimates that this can be worth this amount]

The mechanical sound of the system disappeared instantly, but the last words could not bring him back to his senses for a long time.

His eyes stared straight ahead, and it was as if gold had been thrown into the air, and he wished he could turn it into a ￥ symbol.

Just when he was extremely excited, the head behind him knocked on his back again, again and again, as if doing something.

"What are you doing? Are you planning to use my back as a drumhead?"

Wen Baixu replied softly, with a hint of confusion and a little anger in his voice.

"Brother, have you forgotten that you said that when I want to cry but am afraid of being laughed at, your back is my final resting place. Why don't you want to do that now? Or do you hate me so much that you don't even want me to touch you..."

The cold hand slowly climbed from the boy's wrist to his arm, until it wrapped around him.

"Brother, your voice is the same as before, but my voice and my appearance are not as good as before..."

Wen Baixu silently complained in his heart, "If your appearance is not as good as before, then you must have been so stunning and beautiful before. You really can say things that are easy to say without any pain in your waist."

The boy silently complained in his heart, not listening to the nagging man at all, until...

"Brother, I have loved you for a long, long time...Everyone says I am a coward, but aren't you the real coward?"

The boy was stunned when he heard the words, and his body seemed to be straightened by a strong force. But at that moment, when the two were about to face each other, the boy quickly covered his eyes and leaned forward gently.

"Brother, obviously... you like me too... but why... why did you leave without saying a word, and you haven't come back during this period, and you don't even want to see me. Do you hate me so much?"

The moonlight poured down again. Under the cold moonlight, tears rolled down from the gaps in the boy's palms on a pale face. It felt very hot.

Wen Baixu stared at him blankly, then slowly pulled his hand back, and in a voice that did not belong to him, he gently hugged him while speaking.

"I...will never hate you..."