Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Two days later, Xu Muzhe's wound had healed a lot. At least it didn't hurt as much and he was able to get up and move around.

Han Jianchuan has been much gentler than usual these days and won't go against Xu Muzhe at every turn.

When it’s time to go to bed at night, she would take the initiative to go to bed and snuggle into Xu Muzhe’s arms.

Xu Muzhe is very satisfied with the current situation, but as long as Han Jianchuan does not recover his memory, the blackening value will not be reduced.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of time, and he and Han Jianchuan can take it slow.

When Han Jianchuan relies on him enough and his memory is restored, he won't do anything to him, and he can be given time to make up for his previous mistakes.

But the system doesn’t think so, and it’s getting anxious.

Seeing that Han Jianchuan had no reaction at all, he was worried that the mission would fail.

[Host, do you want to do something to stimulate his memory? ]

Xu Muzhe said disapprovingly, "No, I feel fine now. It doesn't matter even if I can't recover my memory."

[Host you...]

The system sighed heavily, and finally said nothing more.

Han Jianchuan only ate a little bit of the compressed biscuits. Xu Muzhe saw it and frowned slightly.

"Aren't you hungry if you only eat this?"

Han Jianchuan shook his head and whispered, "I'm not hungry, I can eat enough."

He quickly ate what he had in his hands and zipped up his backpack. He laid back on his small mat and distracted himself by flipping through a comic book.

In fact, he was very hungry.

My stomach always feels empty.

But he was reluctant to finish eating all these things. He didn't know why Xu Muzhe was willing to come back again. He was afraid that Xu Muzhe would leave next time and never come back again.

"Do you have a name?" Xu Muzhe said, "I can't keep calling you hello."

Han Jianchuan put down the comic book, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes.

He didn't even know what his name was.

His mind was blank about the past.

Han Jianchuan raised his eyes and unexpectedly met Xu Muzhe's eyes.

Looking into the other person's dark eyes, Han Jianchuan felt inexplicably at ease and couldn't help but tell him the secret.

"I don't actually remember anything about the past."

Xu Muzhe was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Jianchuan to tell him his true feelings so quickly.

"What do you mean?" Xu Muzhe's voice couldn't help but soften.

"I woke up in the ruins. I must have lost my memory. I can't remember anything about the past, including my family and my name."

When Han Jianchuan said this, his voice choked.

He has been pretending to be strong all this time, but he is actually very scared inside.

Perhaps being immune to the zombie virus is what everyone dreams of.

But he was the only one who had this condition, which prevented him from communicating with the living, for fear of being hurt by jealous people.

He didn't know whether his relatives were still alive. He was alone every day and began to feel desperate after a while.

That's why he was so afraid of Xu Muzhe leaving.

"Waking up from the ruins?" Xu Muzhe continued to test, "Did you have any wounds on your body at that time?"

Han Jianchuan opened his lips, but his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't tell the truth.

He was not afraid that Xu Muzhe would hurt him, he was only afraid that Xu Muzhe would be afraid that he was an alien.

After a moment, Han Jianchuan shook his head and said, "No."

Xu Muzhe said "hmm", suddenly stood up and sat down next to Han Jianchuan.

Han Jianchuan held his breath and looked at him nervously.

"If you don't have a name, can I help you choose one?"

Han Jianchuan's heart beat faster and he nodded happily.

"Sure, what name would you like to give me?"

Xu Muzhe's eyes became gentle.

"Xiao Zhi."