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

Mu Yanchen's complexion has been much better these days, probably because his accidental anger forced out some toxins that had been lurking in his organs. His face has become visibly fuller, no longer like a dry branch in the desert, and he stays awake much longer in a day.

He stood in front of the glass window of the study, looking at the barren lawn in the manor and the empty driveway. He suppressed the desire in his eyes and spoke slowly, "Zhao Zhao, you haven't come back yet?"

Situ Rui stood respectfully in one place and looked up at the antique clock on the wall. "It should be about time. It's usually around nine o'clock."

Mu Yanchen twisted his fingertips and said, "There are some differences recently."

Situ Rui didn't understand. Shen Zhao had always come back on time recently, and he didn't know why Mu Yanchen said that.

"Too punctual." Mu Yanchen reminded, "She just finished her midterm exam recently. How was her score?"

Although Situ Rui knew that Mu Yanchen had suddenly changed his personality recently and paid great attention to Shen Zhao, his attention to detail had already exceeded the scope of a sponsor. He was suspicious. Could it be that Lin Han's plan really worked? He looked at Mu Yanchen inquiringly. Did he really think Shen Zhao was Sheng Baiyi? But it was not impossible!

After a while, there was no reply from Situ Rui. Mu Yanchen glanced over with his slightly raised sleepy eyes, staring at Situ Rui with deep eyes. The invisible pressure made Situ Rui feel cold on his back, as if a cold knife was hanging on his neck. This was a feeling he had not experienced for a long time.

Situ Rui immediately lowered his head, calmed down for a while, and then said: "I don't know, but according to the driver, Shen Zhao did very poorly in the exam and had to continue evening self-study, so he came back late."

Mu Yanchen retracted his gaze, tapping his fingertips on the wooden windowsill. He chuckled. Zhao Zhao started to lie to him. If she was just "Shen Zhao", then of course her grades would be very bad, but she was not. He knew the test questions of Deyan Middle School, and those were a piece of cake for her. She had been ranked first for three years, so how could she do poorly in the exam? Not even if she had to do it again. So there were only two possibilities. One was that she didn't want him to know where she had been during this period, and the other was that she didn't want to come back to the manor so soon to accompany him, a useless man!

Thinking of this, Mu Yanchen's temperament became cold and eerie. His hand, which was casually placed on the windowsill, was clenched into a fist and tightly clenched. Blue veins surged on the back of his smooth hand, like a bunch of green, winding earthworms, hideous and terrifying.

Situ Rui couldn't help but be stunned. Thinking of Mu Yanchen's expression when he fell ill that night, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Time passed by minute by minute. Situ Rui did not see Mu Yanchen fall ill, but he heard Mu Yanchen whispering, "Go check where Shen Zhao has been going after school recently."

Situ Rui was stunned. Wasn't Shen Zhao studying at school? How could he go out? Such questions lingered in his mind. He suddenly looked at Mu Yanchen. Was he so angry because Shen Zhao had done something without telling him?

Situ Rui's expression suddenly became solemn. If Shen Zhao really did something, he would not forgive her!

The sun sank, and the only bright color that had appeared in such a long time finally appeared on the driveway. Mu Yanchen looked over there intently, and the aura around him slowly calmed down.

"Tada tada", the footsteps were hurried. In the room, Mu Yanchen still recognized her unique footsteps. His thin lips were tightly pursed, but his eyes revealed desire.

Outside the door, Situ Rui stood in front of the study, glancing at Shen Zhao who ran up to the second floor with a half-smile, "Miss Shen, are you back so late?"

Shen Zhao felt that she had told a perfect lie. After all, they were very busy. As sponsors, they would not pay attention to her small lie, and they would not be so bored to verify it. So she always thought that her lie would not be so easy to be seen through. She calmed down and met Situ Rui's inquiring eyes frankly, "Yes, the academic workload in the third year of high school is heavy."

Situ Rui naturally believed Mu Yanchen's words, so he was already suspicious at this time, but he didn't want to expose her now. After all, it would be detrimental to his subsequent investigation. "Yes, you remind me of my student days." He glanced at the time. "It's getting late. You should go see the teacher."

Although Shen Zhao felt that Situ Rui was a little abnormal, she didn't care. She pushed the door and walked into Mu Yanchen's study.

There was a dim floor lamp on in the study. The dim light divided Mu Yanchen, who was sitting on the sofa, into two sides. One side was hidden in the darkness, while the other side was exposed to the light, flickering. This reminded Shen Zhao of the scene when she first met Mu Yanchen. It was also in the study. The lights and people were in a weird atmosphere, as if there was a barrier preventing her from moving forward. It was the same at this moment.

"Mr. Mu?" she asked softly.

During this month, Shen Zhao has shed her disgusting wheat-colored skin, and her fair and delicate skin is almost unforgettable. The slightly drooping sadness at the corners of her mouth has also changed because of her own sunshine and love of laughter. At this moment, she is no different from Sheng Baiyi.

Mu Yanchen sat leaning in the shadows, staring at the dazzling girl under the light, as if he had returned to the past when she was also such a dazzling existence, accidentally breaking into his world. When she forgot him, his time also stopped. But now, as if he was reborn, time began to flow. He did not believe in ghosts and gods before, but at this moment, he did believe in them. It was them who brought her back to him.

He said "hmm".

Shen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his response. It had only been a few days since they returned from their graduation trip, and she was afraid that his condition would suddenly worsen, and then she would really be powerless to do anything.

"I pushed you to the room? Do you have anything else to deal with?"

Mu Yanchen was very obedient, but he did not sit in the wheelchair. Instead, he stood up tremblingly and took the crutches beside him. "Let's go like this."

He was tall, and even when he stood up with a cane, he was half a head taller than Shen Zhao. Shen Zhao tilted his head to look at him, "Mr. Mu, if it's very hard, I hope you won't try to be stubborn. I can rely on you."

After Shen Zhao finished speaking, he stood beside Mu Yanchen consciously and followed his pace towards her room.

The distance from the study to Shen Zhao's room was not far, but it was very difficult for Mu Yanchen to walk there. After only a few steps, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, with a faint, abnormal yellow color.

Shen Zhao reached out and gently brushed his forehead. A drop of turbid sweat condensed on her fingertips. She stared at the unusual sweat bead and said, "Mr. Mu, your physical condition should have improved. So don't worry. Rely on me. You are tired, right?"

Her voice was gentle, nourishing his dry heart like spring rain, and ripples appeared on the calm lake of his heart.

"Can I?" he asked, staring at her with his deep eyes. Just like the day of the bonfire party, he would trap her in it as soon as he got the chance, making it impossible for her to escape and keep her by his side forever.

Shen Zhao looked at him for a moment and then turned her head away. She knew what was hidden in those eyes. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and she thought it was true. Even though she knew that what was in those eyes would make her lose her freedom, she would still be soft-hearted towards him, because she was the only one who understood his pain. This feeling seemed familiar, as if she had treated him that way before.

She turned her head again, and this time her eyes, as pure as glass, stared at him steadily, without avoiding his gaze. She was like a small boat, floating in his sea, ups and downs.

He narrowed his eyes, the emotions brewing in them were enough to overwhelm her, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "You look at me like this, can I take it as your consent?"

Shen Zhao stretched out her hands and held his slender waist, using her strength to support his weight, raised her head and glanced at him, saying lightly: "Sure, anytime."

Mu Yanchen's lonely and cold aura at night was swept away, and at this moment he seemed to be bathed in warm sunshine. He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, "Don't lie to me this time, okay?"

This time? Shen Zhao was puzzled, but she did not delve into it. She was not a person who liked to dwell on the past, nor was she a blind person. She knew Mu Yanchen's feelings for her, and because she knew it, she could not pretend not to see it, and she was willing to accept it. Life is short, and she was lucky to have a chance to start over. Since she met him in fate, she was unwilling to let him go.

"Yeah." She responded lightly.

Although the voice was very soft, Mu Yanchen still heard it. A charming smile appeared on his lips and the light in his eyes was moving, which made Shen Zhao lost in thought.

In the moment of daze, Mu Yanchen's breath slowly covered him, and he could not avoid it. Their lips were firmly pressed against each other, and separated at the touch, but Shen Zhao still felt the cold softness. She stretched out her hand, pressed her lips with her fingertips, as if she was savoring the moment just now. The heat slowly spread from her neck to her face, and then to her ears, like two petals of a bright red rose. Mu Yanchen's eyes deepened as he looked at her, and he turned away with restraint. He was afraid to look any further, and he could not help it.

Shen Zhao's eyes seemed to be filled with mist, a little wet and damp. She didn't dare to look at Mu Yanchen's face, but the hand supporting his waist obviously increased its strength. She lowered her head and whispered, "Let's go."

Mu Yanchen's mood was obviously much better. His weight was leaning on her body vaguely. To say he was leaning on her was to put it into practice.

After returning to the room, Shen Zhao felt that she had walked a distance more tiring than a 1,000-meter race. She didn't dare to look at Mu Yanchen's face. She had never experienced this before. She had never experienced such a feeling in front of Xiao Yi.

"You sit here and wait for me." She still lowered her head, saying this only to delay time, but she knew in her heart that she would have to face him sooner or later. Just tonight, this treatment could not be skipped, and she did not dare to let him stop the treatment rashly.

When she was about to turn around to prepare the herbs, he grabbed her wrist. Everything happened in an instant. The world was spinning, and she fell straight into his arms. All she could see was his deep eyes, and her gaze couldn't help but slide elsewhere. She put one hand on his thin chest and the other on his thigh, trying to get up, but the hand he placed on her waist exerted a little force and forced her to stay in his arms.

"Let go..." Her tone was still very light, without much power, and there was no sense of refusal from her. Instead, there was a sense of wanting to refuse but actually wanting to.

"Let me hold you for a while, okay?" He stared at her, increasing the strength of his hands. In fact, he did not give her the chance to refuse. He guessed that she would soften her heart for him and she would not be able to bear to push him away.

In fact, Mu Yanchen guessed correctly. Shen Zhao listened to his words and his hand against his chest slowly softened. "Just for a while. We can't delay the treatment time."

With her permission, Mu Yanchen used a little force on the hand on her waist to press her into his arms, and put his other hand around her back. He used such great force that Shen Zhao felt as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood. His chin rested on her shoulder, and his hot breath lingered on the side of her neck, making her feel itchy. She shrank to the side, but he tightened his shackles in return.

She thought that he was getting better, at least his strength had recovered...

This acupuncture was different from the previous ones. Mu Yanchen did not close his eyes. His gaze fell on her stubbornly. No movement could escape his eyes. He seemed to have forgotten all the shyness and unwillingness, just because she was willing to accept him.

This made Shen Zhao a little uncomfortable. She held the silver needle and suggested, "Mr. Mu, why don't you close your eyes?"

Mu Yanchen had a smile on his face. He liked to see her embarrassed look, which could make him forget the inferiority complex brought by his crippled body. "I want to see you give me acupuncture."

After hearing this, Shen Zhao's hand holding the silver needle trembled and the needle almost fell. She looked at Mu Yanchen in disbelief. She couldn't expect Mr. Mu to act like this after establishing a relationship. She thought he was a more serious person, but she was wrong.

She showed a distressed look on her face. "Well, don't blame me for the wrong piercing. If anything happens to you, it's all your own fault!"

Mu Yanchen smiled even more after hearing this. The feeling of joy even stirred his heart and caused it to vibrate slightly.

"Don't laugh! It will really get crooked!"

Shen Zhao had never thought that acupuncture would be so tiring. A patient in a good mood could actually make her consume so much energy. After she cleaned his body, she sat on the edge of the bed exhausted and fell into autism. Mu Yanchen stood up and hugged her from behind. His breath was exhaled into her ear, "What's wrong? Are you worried about something?"

She gradually got used to his closeness. His closeness made her feel happier than when she was with Xiao Yi. She turned her head and looked at him seriously, "Do you know that your internal organs contain toxins?"

He leaned against her shoulder, as if he was talking about someone else's family, and said, "This is not surprising. This poison has been in my body for a long time. I won't tell others easily. Once others know, if they use other medicines on me, it's okay if they are mutually exclusive. If they are mutually beneficial, I will be doomed, and I may not live to wait for you."

Shen Zhao's eyes were filled with stubbornness. "But now that you've met me, I won't let you die! Your life belongs to me!"

Mu Yanchen's eyes were full of doting, and his heart was filled with a warm current that seemed to be overflowing, "Well, I have always believed in you."