Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

"We... I'm Tu Lu, also known as Shen Huaizhi, and he's Wu Mian, also known as Shen Qingli. We two are considered brothers, and I'm your suitor."

Tu Lu carefully introduced himself, and Wu Mian had recovered from his regret. He reached out and gently lifted a strand of hair from Qiu Yue's face. His voice was slightly hoarse, "We have known you for a long time, but you just didn't know it."

To be honest, anyone who hears such words will inevitably think of words like "sasaeng fan" and "stalker", but their eyes are so gentle and passionate, and their love is so strong that Qiuyue doesn't know whether to be afraid or at a loss, and she was actually stunned for a moment.

"You've known me for a long time? What, when?"

Qiuyue asked in a low voice with a trembling voice. Tu Lu subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wumian, wanting him to speak first.

Massacre: Whoever exposes it first gets to tell the story.

No face: arch out to defeat.

"Yes, it was during your time in the Tang Dynasty."

To be honest, Wumian hadn't originally intended to tell the truth. He'd just said they'd known each other since they'd transformed into octopuses. But then he thought again: she hadn't seen them since that healing incident, so how could they have known each other for a long time? Rather than being hounded by her curious questions, he might as well tell the truth.

He really didn't want to lie to her anymore.

"Tang Dynasty?"

Qiuyue's pupils trembled, and her mouth opened slightly. The two of them saw the expression on her face change rapidly, as if she was smiling but not smiling, and as if she was crying but not crying. It was obvious that she was stimulated by these two words. Slaughter immediately held her hands tightly and rubbed them, while Wumian loosened his grip on her arms, and instead cupped her cheeks with both hands, stroking them gently and comforting her: "It's okay, it's okay, baby, don't worry, we will talk to you slowly, relax, baby, it's okay."

Their comfort was so gentle that Qiuyue suddenly felt a surge of grievance in her heart for no reason. If she hadn't been able to suppress it, she would have probably burst into tears.

"So, it wasn't my nightmare, it wasn't an illusion..."

There were already tears in Qiuyue's eyes, and she spoke in a trembling voice with a slight choke. She slowly raised the other hand that was not held by Tu Lu, and touched her neck with trembling hands. It was now as smooth as before, and the scar from that year had long disappeared.

"Baby, don't cry. This is all too much. Let us explain it to you slowly, okay?"

Wumian held Qiuyue's hand, tightened it slightly, and shook it gently, tempting her to look at him. Qiuyue's vision was blurred by tears at this moment, but she could still see his long snow-white hair.

"You, go ahead."

Qiuyue couldn't help choking up. She sniffed and tried hard to suppress her emotions. She wanted to listen carefully to what was going on.

"Baby, tell us first, how much do you remember about yourself? Do you remember your name?"

Wumian did not start explaining immediately, but instead asked her two questions - he wanted to use this to determine whether there was still contamination in Qiuyue's body, so as to consider how much of the truth he should tell.

When these two questions came out, Qiuyue was stunned for a moment. Her red eyes widened slightly, and a dazed expression appeared on her face again.

Yeah, why can't she remember her name?

Qiuyue's reaction was obvious. Even though she didn't respond to these two questions, the two of them could see her situation at a glance. Wumian's eyes were suddenly filled with heartache and pity. He rolled his Adam's apple, suppressing the heartache and astringency in his throat, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her forehead.

He knew that what he did was very offensive, because Qiuyue didn't recognize them at all, but he really couldn't help it. He felt sorry for her, so sorry that his heart was bleeding, and he felt so sorry that he wanted to kill someone for her.

The kiss was just a light peck, but Qiuyue trembled all over, her mouth opened wide, a blush visibly appeared on her fair face, and her heartbeat quickened.

She felt that the kiss was filled with deep pity and tenderness, without the slightest desire, only the subconscious pity of a man who felt sorry for the woman.

Tu Lu, who was standing by, was a little displeased when he saw this. He turned his big hand, and his slender fingers flexibly passed through the gaps between the small hand in his palm, and directly interlocked his fingers with hers. At the same time, he leaned down slightly, and before Qiuyue had recovered from the previous kiss, he also gave her a gentle kiss on the side of the cheek. At the end, he whispered in her ear, just like a boy in a sweet love would bite a girl's ear and say sweet words.

What he said was, "Don't cry, baby, we are here."

Qiuyue was completely stunned at this moment. Her lips were trembling slightly, her face was hot, and her eyes were moving around aimlessly, but she was not looking at a fixed place. She was completely confused to the extreme. At the same time, the sadness she felt when she found that she still couldn't remember the name also dissipated, and was replaced by full of shame and helplessness.

Anyone who is kissed and comforted by two handsome men with eyes full of love for themselves, even if they don’t know each other well before, will be unable to control their arousal and their heart will beat wildly!

"I, I, I understand. I won't cry. You, you shouldn't get so close..."

Qiuyue said with a trembling voice. She raised her only movable hand and pushed Wumian, and he stepped back as she pleased, leaving her space to relax. Seeing this, Tu Lu also stepped back and stopped burying his face in her ear and talking to her to provoke her.

"You still can't remember your own name, can you?"

After stepping back, Wumian asked in a low, hoarse voice. Qiuyue was still filled with embarrassment at the moment. She had accepted the fact that she still couldn't remember his name and was no longer upset. So she just nodded slightly. She didn't look like she was about to cry like before. Instead, she hummed calmly, "Well, I, I still can't remember..."

However, Qiuyue herself accepted it, but the two people who were not herself felt more and more uncomfortable. Wumian's eyes were sore. He looked at the lover in front of him, and there was a faint sweet taste in his throat.

She has gone through so much suffering, why is there still pollution in her body?

That damn bastard...

"Baby, you can't remember your own name, so there are some truths we can't tell you yet. I can only pick out some that you can know and tell you, okay?"

Wumian's tone was sincere, and this was the only solution he could think of: to tell some truth that could be told.

This way, I can stop deceiving her and comfort her so that she won't be troubled by it anymore.

Qiuyue subconsciously wanted to ask why when she heard this, but Wumian spoke first, "Baby, just know that we love you and will never hurt you. We just want you to be well and live a happy life. We don't want anything to happen to you, okay?"

As he spoke, his voice was clearly hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion. If it were someone else, they would probably think that these words were just lies and excuses, but he was different. The love in his eyes could not be acted no matter what. Qiuyue had seen this kind of eyes in every one of her lovers, so she knew that they both loved her as deeply as her lover. Similarly, the words he said that sounded like lies were also the truth from his heart. He really wanted to do good for her.

In the face of such passionate and intense love, Qiuyue could no longer utter any other words. Her heart was beating wildly, her eyes dodging. In the end, she could not bear such feelings. Her voice became softer and softer as she replied, "Yes, it's bad for me to tell the truth, right? Then, then you can just tell me what I can hear. I, I'm listening..."

Hearing Qiuyue guess that there was something wrong, Wumian nodded and whispered, "I'll just tell you some things that you should know, but don't ask about other details. Just listen to what we tell you, okay?"

This was Wumian's defense again. Although Qiuyue didn't understand, she nodded and agreed after looking into his eyes. After seeing her agree, Tu Lu and Wumian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they had taken the first step.

"Just now I said that we met my dear during the Tang Dynasty. Actually, there's one thing I didn't mention. When we met you, we weren't the same as we are now. We were someone else."

The faceless voice spoke softly, and the moment he finished speaking, Qiuyue widened her eyes in shock, looking at them in disbelief as they visibly turned into other people, other people who were so familiar to her that she couldn't be more familiar - Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi.

Qiuyue's mouth was wide open in shock, and her brain instantly understood the meaning of what he said.

"You, you mean, Huahua and the blind man in the Tang Dynasty, are you two?!"

Qiuyue's voice rose a little in shock, Wumian nodded slightly, and Tu Lu next to him coughed a little embarrassedly, then said "hmm" in Hei Xiazi's voice.

This voice was exactly the same as Hei Xia Zi's, and it was a tone she was very familiar with. Thinking back to the "Zhang Qiling" just now, didn't she notice any difference at all?

These two people were able to perfectly imitate other people and trick her!