Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Huan Rongxing walked for a while, felt a little tired, and stopped.

But he did not go back to the room to lie down. Instead, he sat on a stone chair in the yard, his eyes lingering on the scenery inside and outside the yard.

The sun was a bit scorching today, so Mo Shixi placed the picked and processed herbs in the yard to dry in the sun.

In order to ensure that the medicinal materials would receive sunlight evenly, she also took a pair of bamboo sticks that were longer and thicker than ordinary chopsticks and turned them over and over.

There was a lot of work to do today, and Master Mo was wearing a long green skirt. She rolled up her sleeves with a pan bo to tie them up, revealing a small section of her lotus-colored forearms.

Her black hair was tied up with a green hairband and placed behind her, leaving only a few strands of hair on her forehead.

This outfit is both convenient and refreshing, and it adds a lot of color to this simple little courtyard.

Huan Rongxing's eyes were unconsciously attracted to her while he was observing the surroundings.

Looking at Mo Shixi's graceful figure as she was flipping through the medicinal materials, the sweat beads that glistened crystal clear in the sunlight as they kissed down her soft face over the tip of her nose and the corners of her lips, the man who always had no expression on his face was stunned for a moment, and a hint of red appeared on his ears.

He quietly turned his head away and no longer looked at the "culprit" who was disturbing people.

He could not resist the fresh scent of herbs brought by the breeze, which flew from the tip of his nose into the heart of his brain.

When I took the medicine this morning, Shi Xi seemed to have the same smell on his body.

Perhaps it was because I had been with the medicinal herbs for a long time that a faint smell started to spread on my body.

Although what he smelled at the tip of his nose was most likely the smell of the medicinal materials being turned over, Huan Rongxing's heart was not as calm as his mind told him.

"Thump, thump, thump."

There was another extremely deafening heartbeat sound.

Huan Rongxing couldn't help but feel fortunate: Fortunately, he was now at some distance from Shi Xi. Otherwise, if he were heard again, it would be even more awkward for the two of them to get along.

Mo Shixi did not notice Huan Rongxing's series of psychological activities. He just talked to Huan Rongxing while drying the medicinal herbs.

They might talk about trivial matters, or short stories they have heard, or simply introduce the location and customs of the place where they live.

She is not a talkative person, but because she is considerate, soft-hearted and delicate, she will deeply consider the needs of others and give them care and attention.

A person without memory is too confused. Knowing more and being familiar with more things will always make him feel more at ease.

Huan Rongxing was in this bright sunshine and pleasant and soft sounds. Although it was a strange place, he felt a sense of belonging.

For a moment, he thought it would be nice to live like this.

Just looking at Mo Shixi, I felt warm in my heart.

Three meals a day, companionship throughout the four seasons, warm and nostalgic.

Even though he had not lost his memory and had no past, Huan Rongxing was not so anxious to regain his lost memories.

He was content with his simple life with plain meals every day.

Huan Rongxing's body recovered at an amazing speed as he lived this dull and ordinary life day after day.

In just half a month, he was able to walk freely and his injuries had completely healed.

Only the memory has not been restored, everything else is fine.

It was another morning. Just after breakfast, Mo Shixi was processing herbs in the yard.

Huan Rongxing was chopping wood not far away, and he chopped the different lengths of wood that the two men had picked up from the mountain into pieces of about fifteen inches in length for easy use.

It was also a bit strange. Huan Rongxing looked like a handsome young man from an aristocratic family, but he was surprisingly strong.

The two went to the mountain to collect firewood together. Mo Shixi felt a little tired after carrying half a basket.

As for him, the bamboo basket on his back was filled to the brim, and each hand could hold a large bundle of firewood tied with straw ropes.

Even so, he was still relaxed and had some energy to spare.

Mo Shixi was very surprised. She was never concerned about anything, so she quickly put the matter behind her and spoke excitedly:

"With so much firewood, I can save it and focus on collecting herbs in the mountains for half a month. Brother Xing, you are amazing!"

Huan Rongxing was also shocked at the time, but when he thought about some of the scars on his body and the full body strength he felt after his body gradually recovered, he didn't think it was surprising.

However, I had more guesses about my past identity.

Hearing Mo Shixi's pure praise, some doubts were suppressed in his stomach and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Yeah, it can also let Uncle Apo rest for a while."

Uncle Apo is a hunter in the village at the foot of the mountain. He often goes up the mountain. In order to prevent the invasion of mosquitoes and large animals in the mountains, he has a lot of contact with Mo Shixi.

Mo Shixi provided him with herbs, and Uncle Apo brought her one or two bundles of firewood before going down the mountain.

Recently, Uncle Apo had a face-to-face encounter with a wild boar in the mountains due to carelessness. Although he luckily saved his life, his leg was accidentally broken and he was unable to go up the mountain for nearly a month.

She had to rely on herself to get the firewood needed to boil water every day. Fortunately, Huan Rongxing was there and solved this troubling problem in one go.

"Yes, I have to find a time to go down the mountain and tell Uncle Apo that I'm fine for now. He should take good care of himself and don't need to rush up the mountain to repay me."

Mo Shixi was reminded of this incident by Huan Rongxing and became even happier.

The medicine that Uncle Apo used for his injury was prescribed by Mo Shixi. The simple middle-aged man felt very guilty for not only accepting her favor but also delaying other people's business.

Now he doesn't have to worry about firewood, and he can recover from his injuries.

"Uncle Apo is just that kind of person, always thinking about others."

Mo Shixi was still talking to Huan Rongxing, but she didn't know that in his eyes, the person who always considered others and was the kindest and most honest was herself.

"And Brother Xing is also a very good person. Even though his injury hasn't healed yet, he came out to collect firewood with me. He must be worried about me being too tired."

Thinking of the "heartbroken" words that Mo Shixi blurted out that day, Huan Rongxing's heart skipped a beat.

Even though I know that she only sees him as a brother who loves his sister, I can't help but think too much.

This will damage the girl's reputation.

Huan Rongxing shook his head, getting rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on chopping the pile of firewood in front of him.

After an unknown amount of time, the messy firewood was arranged into neat stacks. Huan Rongxing was just about to take a break when there was a knock on the door.

He looked to the side and saw that Mo Shixi had been processing herbs at the stone table beside him. He looked around and heard rustling sounds in the house.

Probably guessing that Mo Shixi was inside the house, Huan Rongxing did not call her for the time being. He walked straight to the door and opened it.

A middle-aged woman in brown clothes and with a haggard face stood at the door holding a bamboo basket.

Seeing that the person in the room was not a familiar girl, the middle-aged woman looked a little surprised.

Although she often went up the mountain to deliver meals in the past half month, it was always Miss Mo who took the meals.

Now a tall and handsome young man has replaced him, and a hint of vigilance flashed in the woman's eyes.