After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

In H City, standing on a familiar street, under the scorching sun, Mu Yanchen took Shen Zhao to the door of the funeral home.

The security guard leaned against the wall with his eyes half closed, his upper body swaying slightly as if he was about to fall asleep.

Ding Dong, the glass door was pushed open and the bell in the room rang. The security guard started and opened his eyes immediately. However, his cloudy eyes showed some confusion when he saw Mu Yanchen and Shen Zhao.

He walked forward and said, "Mr. and Miss, the funeral home is closed today."

Mu Yanchen didn't talk to him. Shen Zhao gave him an apologetic look. Mu Yanchen took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

After a while, a person came out hurriedly.

"Hey, Director? Are you at work today?" the security guard asked in surprise.

The director was surprised and confused. He looked at the man standing there. His face was still the same, but now he was less cold and stern. He seemed more popular next to the girl.

He adjusted his glasses and scolded the security guard, "This is not your business," and then walked forward, "Mr. Mu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

That's right. The body has been kept in the funeral home and is not allowed to be visited, handled, or burned.

Mu Yanchen walked in front, and Shen Zhao followed behind, and they came to the disposal room where the bodies were stored. They watched as the director skillfully opened the stainless steel cabinet, pulled out a female corpse, and then placed it on the autopsy table.

The female corpse was covered with white cloth, with only a part of her calf exposed.

"Well, you guys chat, I'm going to go out first."

The director knew Mu Yanchen’s rules, so he hurried out to act as the door god.

Shen Zhao didn't know how to feel. He was the one on the stage, and now he was looking at himself.

She looked up at Mu Yanchen. His eyes were filled with grief, something she had never seen before. "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Yanchen just smiled bitterly, "It's okay, it's just that you shouldn't have been treated like this. You will have a good life, but I failed to protect you."

This had been the sticking point for him all along, causing her to lose her memory, and then putting her in danger, which he had not been able to save.

Only God gave her another chance to come to him again.

He looked at her deeply, as if he was swearing an oath.

"Can I take a look at myself?" Shen Zhao changed the subject. She would always be by his side in the future, so let the past be the past.

Mu Yanchen nodded.

Shen Zhao uncovered the white cloth for "herself". She knew that the funeral home had used all means to preserve "herself". Now it seemed to be true. If "herself" was discovered a few weeks after sinking in the pond, she would have been rotten to this extent.

She looked at "herself" carefully, and then saw a string of beads on her wrist. She remembered that it was the one she had lost.

She raised her head and looked at Mu Yanchen seriously, "Burn it, and don't come here again. I am Shen Zhao now, and I will have a new life, so let "her" go peacefully."

Mu Yanchen felt awkward and blamed himself. He said softly, "Don't you blame me?"

Shen Zhao shook his head. "Even if I have the memory, even if Xiao Yi can't be my boyfriend, but based on my previous trajectory, he will definitely become my colleague, and will also be jealous of me behind my back, and then try every means to seek a higher position. It's actually hard to prevent me from being harmed, and it's also destined. And you, using that method to keep me away from the Mu family, is already the best way for me to consider, but I personally don't agree, so don't do it in the future."

The director pushed the body into the incinerator. Raging flames swept in from all directions, and soon only a scorched earth and a few bones were left.

"Collect the body. I want to take it away." Mu Yanchen ordered.

Mu Yanchen had already found a place with pleasant scenery on the outskirts of H City. He remembered that Sheng Baiyi once said that if she died, she wanted to be buried in a place where the mountains were full of broom flowers. When the flowers bloomed, he could see them for half a year.

There, there was a mausoleum with the words "Tomb of his beloved wife Sheng Baiyi" written on it, and next to it stood two empty tombstones, left for him and Shen Zhao.

Mu Yanchen and Shen Zhao stood in front of the tomb. Shen Zhao had tidied the tomb and placed white chrysanthemums in it. A young man holding flowers came from the end of the field. He had his hair tied up and his face was unusually stern.

Guan Qi is one of the only two people who knows that he has been reborn.

After he walked to the tomb and respectfully laid flowers, he walked to Mu Yanchen with an unhappy look on his face. He glanced at Shen Zhao who was trying to please him, and felt even more unhappy. He spat and restrained his emotions, "Be nice to her."

"I will." Mu Yanchen responded with a faint smile.

The summer wind blew through the gorse flowers all over the mountain, creating golden ripples, leaving the past on the mountain, and the three of them walked down the hillside hand in hand.

Mu Yanchen held Shen Zhao's hand tightly, their fingers intertwined, never to separate.