After changing to the ruthless way, the whole sect cried and begged for forgiveness

In a way, Ruomu is the same as him.

Life is not easy, and everyone carries a lot.

However, their choices were completely opposite.

Ruomu faces everything positively and bravely, and can complete everything well.

But he chose to escape.

From then on, Lan Zhuochi still stayed by Ruomu's side.

However, his original purpose has changed.

He no longer worried about why only Ruomu could make him feel at peace.

Instead, he began to observe Ruomu's behavior and various small details.

Perhaps, Lan Zhuochi had been deeply influenced by Ruomu without realizing it.

Because later, when Lan Zhuochi returned to Zhuxianfang again, the way he pretended and every move he made were reminiscent of Ruomu.

His character is constantly becoming perfect and exquisite, so much so that in everyone's eyes, he, Lan Zhuochi, is the embodiment of all that is good.

But only Lan Zhuochi himself knows how dark his true self is.

However, somewhere in his heart, he always had Ruomu's figure.

That's why he can maintain this illusion.

Perhaps because of this, he had already become dependent on Ruomu without realizing it.

No matter whether the other party disliked him or hated him, Lan Zhuochi knew it clearly.

Without Ruomu, he would really die.

He would once again become the monster controlled by desire, and rather than become a beast that could only mate, he would rather end his life.

Lan Zhuochi sighed helplessly, glanced at the still bright moonlight, and felt infinite emotion.

No matter how his mood changes, the moonlight remains as holy and brilliant as Ruomu in his mind.

Perhaps, after knowing the truth, Ruomu will understand him!

After all, Ruomu was always so gentle and had never really been angry with him.

Perhaps, he should also find an opportunity to confess everything to Ruomu.

At the same time, Lan Zhuochi was not the only one who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Ye Linjun was also in his own small yard, pulling weeds angrily.

"Damn it! What a stupid idea! What do you mean I'm being rude?"

"Ugly! I'm not saying she's really ugly. It's a nickname, a term of endearment, understand?"

"Do we need to call back the old Amu? But I don't think the ugly one seems that popular, right?"

Ye Linjun scratched his head with a troubled look on his face, and without caring whether his clothes would get dirty, he sat down on the ground.

In Ye Linjun's mind, he was still thinking about what Ye Wenjue had said to him.

First, Ye Wen Jue wanted Ye Linjun to speak nicely.

Don't be too proud, nor be sarcastic, and be respectful enough to Ruomu.

Ye Linjun subconsciously wanted to refute.

When did he speak in a sarcastic tone?

Why don't you respect ugly people?

But after seeing Ye Wenjue imitating the way he spoke before, Ye Linjun's expression gradually became ugly.

He didn't think so when he said it, but now when he heard it from someone else's mouth, it seemed a little strange.

No way!

Did he really talk to Ruomu like this?

It’s really cheap!

Is this really him?

It shouldn’t be!

This was definitely not what he really thought.

Ye Linjun sighed helplessly, feeling quite annoyed.

For some reason, he could talk freely in front of anyone and pretend to be different people.

But in front of Ruomu, he seemed to have lost all his means and strength.

When Ye Linjun thought about the task Ye Wenjue would give him tomorrow, he felt both excited and scared.

Even when he was practicing, he had never been so nervous.

But no matter what he thought, the night passed.

Ye Linjun just lay on the bed with his eyes open, in a daze, without sleeping all night.

Seeing that the time for the appointment with Ye Wenjue was approaching, Ye Linjun had no choice but to go wash up and change his clothes.

In fact, Ye Wenjue’s request was very simple. He just wanted him to prepare breakfast for Ruomu personally.

Then, let him and Ruomu finish their breakfast peacefully.

It was clearly a very simple thing, but for some reason, Ye Linjun felt awkward doing it.

It seems that doing so would make him look a head shorter.

But no matter whether Ye Linjun wanted to or not, he still went to the kitchen reluctantly.

Speaking of which, his cooking skills are pretty good.

It didn't take long before a simple breakfast was ready.

Moreover, Ye Linjun had specifically inquired about Ruomu's preferences, and the porridge he made in the morning was her favorite purple sweet potato porridge, and was paired with a portion of small green vegetables.

"Good! I was worried you might need help! Looks like you don't need any!"

Ye Wen Jue appeared at some point and leaned against the kitchen door.

Looking at Ye Linjun who was standing inside and was reluctant to come out.

"Who needs your help? This little thing is nothing to me."

Although Ye Linjun said this, he still stood there without moving.

Because cooking is really not difficult.

The difficulty is, how can he meet Ruomu calmly?

How can I talk to Ruomu normally?

If I think about it carefully, every time I meet Ruomu, he always says things that are not what he means, and they always part on bad terms in the end.

So now, he really couldn't pretend that nothing was wrong and get along with Ruomu.

His previous tsundere attitude and duplicity were just his protective colors.

"Really? In that case, why don't you come out?"

"Xiaomu is already in the yard. In another stick of incense, Xiaomu will go to the back mountain to practice."

"By then, your first mission will have failed."

Ye Wen Jue spoke very calmly.

But to Ye Linjun, these words sounded like a provocation!

At that moment, Ye Linjun walked out with the things in his hand, and even bumped into Ye Wenjue on purpose.

"Who said I don't dare? I'm just waiting for the porridge to cool down a bit!"

"I'll be there right now. My cooking skills are so good, young master."

"It's her blessing that she can eat what I cook myself!"

Ye Linjun unconsciously started to say one thing and mean another.

"Don't forget my request!"

Ye Wen Jue gave another special reminder.

Although Ye Linjun was somewhat reluctant, he nodded and resigned himself to carrying the things over.

Ruomu was indeed sitting there, reading a book quietly.

It was clearly only a few steps, but Ye Linjun still walked for a long time.

It was not until Ye Linjun realized that Ye Wenjue was actually looking at him from a distance that he took a few quick steps and put the thing on the table.

However, when he put it down, Ye Linjun used a little more strength, which made it seem like he was trying to cover up something.

"I made a little extra, you eat it!"

Ye Linjun spoke with an awkward look on his face, not daring to look at Ruomu at all.

"Thanks! But no thanks, I don't like eating in the morning!"

Ruomu was indeed not hungry and couldn't eat now.

But these words touched Ye Linjun's sore spot.

He spent so much time making this thing, but Ruomu was so disrespectful to him.

Who can blame him for not speaking nicely on a daily basis? It’s clearly Ruomu who is targeting him.

"Forget it! Eat it or not, I shouldn't have listened to Ye Wen Jue and made all this for you in vain."

After Ye Linjun finished speaking, he left in anger. He felt like a fool and had been deceived.