What to do if you get a system!

"I..."

Su Ruotang lowered her head. She...she couldn't say she was dreaming about Muyan appearing in her arms covered in blood...

"It's okay...it's just...I just miss you..."

"Ah? But haven't we always been together...?"

Song Muyan gently rubbed the girl's head, with something strange on her face.

"Ahem...actually...I am teasing you!! Haha...that...I...I'm going back first..."

Su Ruotang swallowed, with a little embarrassment on her face. She...she also knew that they had been together last night...

But...she suddenly woke up and found that Muyan was not around. She...she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality...

That warm blood...that gradually colder body temperature...those eyes filled with reluctance and love...

Really...too real...

"I...I'm going back first!!"

Su Ruotang shook her head and came back to her senses. Since Muyan was fine, she was relieved!

"Me?!"

Su Ruotang turned around, but the pain in her knees made her legs weaken.

Looking at the ground getting closer and closer to him, Su Ruotang closed his eyes in despair.

It's over... it's over! !

a second...

two seconds...

"Eh?"

Su Ruotang secretly opened her eyes, felt the warmth in her waist, and quickly turned to look at Song Muyan.

"You fell?"

Looking at Su Ruotang's knee that was red and swollen with some purple marks, Song Muyan frowned and reached out to poke it gently.

"Yeah!! It hurts!"

Su Ruotang held on to the wall, screamed in pain, and looked at Song Muyan angrily.

Why do you poke me when you know you've fallen? ! !

"Cough cough..."

Song Muyan coughed lightly, then realized something was wrong and quickly stood up, letting Su Ruotang hook her neck and hug Su Ruotang.

"Hey! Wait! Wait! What...what are you doing!!"

Seeing himself leaving the ground, Su Ruotang held Song Muyan nervously, fearing that she would be thrown down by Song Muyan.

"I'll take you back to bed!"

Song Muyan walked to the room, put Su Ruotang on the bed, then squatted down and slowly lifted Su Ruotang's legs.

"hiss--"

Su Ruotang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Why...why does it hurt so much! !

"Oh...it's broken..."

Song Muyan reached out and touched the side of her knee gently, looked at Su Ruotang biting her lip in pain, shook her head and sighed.

"what?"

Su Ruotang opened his mouth and broke... broken? ?She...didn't she just trip over the quilt and hit the ground?And it’s just painful, but you can still move, right?

"Really...really??"

"real..."

"It's impossible..."

After hearing Song Muyan's previous words, Su Ruotang lowered his head, no way...

But after hearing the next sentence, Su Ruotang looked up, a little confused.

"There are just some bruises, the bones are not broken, just rest for a few days and it will be fine!"

Song Muyan blinked at Su Ruotang and walked out of the door before Su Ruotang could react.

"No... it's not broken?"

Su Ruotang shook her head, she just said so! !How could it break just by knocking it?But...she was cheated?

"Mu...Muyan!! Where are you...eh...?"

Su Ruotang was about to speak, but saw that she was the only one left in the empty room. She couldn't help but panic. Just as she was about to get up, she saw Song Muyan holding something wrapped in a towel.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Song Muyan was a little confused when she saw Su Ruotang seemed to be getting up.

"No... nothing..."

Su Ruotang coughed lightly and sat down obediently, eh?no!I don’t want to say why you should lie to yourself!

"Muyan! You...uh!!!"

Su Ruotang shuddered all over and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"You... what are you doing..."

Feeling the coldness coming from his knees, Su Ruotang looked strange, what was he doing?

"Cold compress..."

Song Muyan said something, then pulled Su Ruotang and placed her on the towel.

"Press it yourself!"

"Oh..Okay! Okay! Thank you..Thank you!!"

"Huh? You're welcome!"

Eh?That’s not right!Didn't she want to ask why she lied to herself?

"That!! Yan Yan!! Why did you just...huh?"

Su Ruotang was stunned for a moment and sniffed...

Well...suck it again...

"What is the taste?"

An indescribable smell filled the air, something familiar yet unfamiliar...

Su Ruotang thought for a moment, why did this smell so much like the smell of something paste...

"Um...Mu...Muyan? Were you...reheating the rice just now?"

Su Ruotang seemed to have thought of something and spoke with some uncertainty.

She just went out to find Muyan. Muyan was in the kitchen. Well...she saw vegetables in the pot...

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Seeing Song Muyan nodded without any hesitation, Su Ruotang swallowed.

"Um...Muyan...did you turn off the fire just now..."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Song Muyan nodded her head and looked at Su Ruotang with some confusion.

"Didn't you finish eating yesterday? I'm going to heat it up!"

"Um...didn't you turn off the fire when you went out just now?"

Finally, Su Ruotang knew where this smell came from...

"Turn off the heat? Aren't the dishes already cold? Wouldn't it take a long time to heat them up?"

Song Muyan blinked her eyes and spoke seriously.

"..."

Su Ruotang was silent when Song Muyan turned off the fire and put the pot in.

Su Ruotang became even more silent as she looked at the black layer at the bottom of the pot that was like black charcoal, smoking and giving off a weird smell...

"Ahem...Mu...Muyan, I...I want to order takeout, okay..."

"Ah? Okay! Then let me heat up the other dishes first!"

Seeing that Song Muyan turned around and was about to take the pot away, Su Ruotang hurriedly took Song Muyan's hand.

"Muyan!! I...I suddenly feel like I'm not very hungry!! Otherwise...or don't eat..."

"No! You can't skip breakfast!"

Song Muyan looked at Su Ruotang who was blinking and vetoed it without even thinking!

Song Muyan lowered her head and looked at Su Ruotang's legs. Well... they are too thin... they can't skip breakfast! !

...........

"That!! Muyan! It's time to eat!!!"

Su Ruotang sat up straight, stretched, and finally found an electric pot so that she could sit and heat the meal...

"it is good--"

However, Song Muyan looked at the shiny dish in Su Ruotang's pot, as if just one look at it made her appetite whet her appetite...

I looked at the black mess in my pot again...it didn't make much difference either...

Hmm...no comment on different styles....