After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Yes, but not all.

Of course, this was mixed with Morax's personal motives, as well as some emotions buried deep within him that he had never expressed.

However, Morax did not answer immediately, because he could not be sure whether Yuan Zhuoyue was just testing him or wanted a definite answer.

Even at this moment, Yuan Zhuoyue's expression was extremely intimate, and her voice was gentle and languid, as if she were whispering to her lover.

She seemed like a pure and innocent girl, deeply attached to her lover.

Perhaps he was truly incredibly greedy, wanting Yuan Zhuoyue, whom he once considered his enemy, to become a stable anchor point for maintaining his emotions.

This is even more true now.

Morax knew that he was terminally ill and that Yuan Zhuoyue was the only cure.

They always seem to be a perfect match, delaying the gradual onset of each other's ailments so that they don't suddenly fall to rock bottom without warning.

To paraphrase what Yuan Zhuoyue once said, they share a mutual support in terms of health, which is truly a cause for celebration.

Perhaps Morax's silence for too long aroused Yuan Zhuoyue's dissatisfaction, and the slender fingers that were originally gently entwining Morax's knuckles inevitably exerted some force during the entanglement.

Even Morax felt some pain in his fingers.

If an ordinary person were to suddenly suffer such a blow, they would likely experience the excruciating pain of having their fingers pinched.

But Morax was no ordinary person, so she endured the sudden blow from Yuan Zhuoyue with a blank expression.

This was Yuan Zhuoyue, silently urging him to answer quickly. Morax knew Yuan Zhuoyue well enough to understand that this was a threat that was first polite but then forceful.

Morax is not incapable of restraining Yuan Zhuoyue, but their strengths are evenly matched. If they were to fight, it's estimated that neither of them could handle the other in a short period of time.

It's incredibly troublesome, and getting hit hurts a lot.

Morax did not want to have this pointless conflict with Yuan Zhuoyue unless absolutely necessary.

Their relationship was mostly strained, and friction could easily escalate into real arguments, making their already fragile connection even more fragile.

Therefore, in the past, Morax's attitude towards Yuan Zhuoyue was extremely indulgent and compliant most of the time.

After all, he didn't want to end up in a life-or-death conflict with Yuan Zhuoyue.

While this analogy might be a bit exaggerated, it truly reflects Morax's most genuine thoughts.

However, Yuan Zhuoyue's question was really difficult to answer, not only because she didn't know where to begin.

Knowing that Yuan Zhuoyue would not accept that roundabout, evasive answer this time.

If you tell the truth, Yuan Zhuoyue will be angry; if you cover it up with a lie, she will be even angrier.

After a long pause, Morax finally uttered a single word: "...Yes."

That was the last time, and the matter fell silent once more.

However, those golden eyes met Yuan Zhuoyue's gaze calmly and composedly.

Upon hearing Morax speak, Yuan Zhuoyue thought that after pretending for so long, she could finally get some useful information out of Morax.

After that short sound, there was nothing more to say. Yuan Zhuoyue was stunned for a while before she came to her senses.

That single, brief word was Morax's answer to her.

In previous conversations with her, those lengthy and erudite speeches were now compressed into a single word.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt that Morax had been given the runaround.

How can this not mean that she wasn't given a definite answer?

Yuan Zhuoyue immediately sneered and mercilessly threw away Morax's hand, which she had just been holding like a treasure in her palm.

He stood up with a cold expression and walked silently towards the door, making his attitude clear that he couldn't be bothered to say another word to her.

A sense of gloom inevitably settled over me.

Whether in the past or present, Yuan Zhuoyue knew that Morax must have been hiding many things from her.

But he never says it.

In the past, she was deeply troubled by "filth," and it took a lot of her energy to resist the erosion of these negative energies every day.

Most of the time, he is either asleep or caught in a state of rational difficulty.

One pitfall after another, one obstacle after another, these continuous situations were enough to exhaust Yuan Zhuoyue.

Nature left her no time to care about anything else.

And now, before those memories of her past have yet to resurface.

Morax suddenly barged into her life and inexplicably burdened her with many inexplicable responsibilities and burdens.

She followed Morax's guidance, walking the route he had planned with a lot of doubt and confusion. When she arrived in Teyvat, she still had that feeling of being confused and bewildered.

But as those fragmented memories gradually surfaced before her eyes, Yuan Zhuoyue vaguely guessed his intentions.

Yuan Zhuoyue was also very curious to know what price Morax had paid to give these three worlds, which were destined to be annihilated, a chance to start over.

This gave her, who was destined to die, the possibility of returning to the world and existing as a human being.

Having gone through so much together, Yuan Zhuoyue originally thought that now that things had come to this point, he might be more honest.

Unexpectedly, he still didn't say anything, and still refused to say anything.

...Let them say it or not.

Yuan Zhuoyue made her decision without hesitation, and she would naturally dig out any clues.

If she causes any major disturbance during the excavation, it's not her fault.

After all, she had already hinted to Morax, but he insisted on keeping quiet and adhering to the principle that silence is golden.

Seeing this, Morax also got up without hesitation and followed closely behind.

When he realized that he could step into the vicinity of Yuan Zhuoyue, into the area where they were close, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Yuan Zhuoyue was indeed a little angry, but fortunately, not too much.

Perhaps it won't be long before a gentle breeze easily scatters this faint, weak candlelight.

However, Morax wouldn't wait for Yuan Zhuoyue to calm down on her own, otherwise the end result would only be pushing her further and further away.