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

One second, two seconds... time seemed to have stopped.

There was a dark glow in Mu Yanchen's narrow and long phoenix eyes, and his face was covered with an unmelted frost. He stared at the two people in the living room not far away. After a while, he swung his sleeves, turned around and walked out of the house.

Only a lonely figure is left behind.

Shen Zhao felt as if her heart was being gripped, and her heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a beat. The moment he turned around, she inexplicably felt a hint of hurt red at the corners of his eyes. She stood blankly in the living room, her body seemed to be frozen.

Until someone broke something with a loud noise. The three people who stayed in the house looked towards the stairs following the sound, and saw a maid hurriedly bowing and apologizing, then she squatted down and started picking up the broken pieces on the ground.

As if breaking through some emotional barrier, Shen Zhao came to his senses and looked at the door of the house again, but there was no sign of Mu Yanchen there!

She didn't even put away the silver needle and ran out of the house in a hurry. When she passed Situ Rui, she just glanced at him briefly and ran towards the villa without looking back.

When Situ Rui saw that Shen Zhao finally went to pursue Mu Yanchen, he finally felt relieved. Since Shen Zhao was there, there was nothing for him to do. He glanced at Ji Zhengxuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the living room with a reluctant look in his eyes, and walked over.

Situ Rui sat down opposite Ji Zhengxuan, just at the same level as him. His eyes instantly turned cold, and he said without any emotion in his tone: "You'd better put away your irresistible thoughts."

Ji Zhengxuan withdrew his gaze when Situ Rui walked over, but suddenly heard Situ Rui say this. Facing Situ Rui's gaze that went straight to his heart, Ji Zhengxuan glanced away guiltily.

Situ Rui's eyes fell on his broken leg that was pierced with needles like a hedgehog. "It doesn't hurt so much now, does it? Do you feel better now?"

"How do you know?" Ji Zhengxuan stared at Situ Rui warily.

Situ Rui stood up, walked in front of Ji Zhengxuan, bent down and whispered in his ear: "Since you have seen Shen Zhao's acupuncture method, you'd better keep this secret. Aren't you interested in her? In order to protect her, you should also keep this secret! Both its medical skills and your thoughts." After saying that, Situ Rui did not forget to poke his heart with his finger.

After warning Ji Zhengxuan, Situ Rui was about to get up and leave. When he reached the door, he turned his head and looked at Ji Zhengxuan, "By the way, I have something to tell you. You should appear less in front of Mu Yanchen in the future. After this, he probably won't want to see you again. This is my friendly advice to you."

After saying that, Situ Rui also left, leaving Ji Zhengxuan alone in the shadow of the living room. He stared at the silver needles that were piercing his broken leg and glowing with cold light. His eyes were gradually filled with warmth. He reached out and took the needle bag on the table into his arms, carefully stroking the texture of the cowhide on it.

Shen Zhao ran all the way out of the house. She had never known that Mu Yanchen's pace was so fast. Looking around, there was no trace of him on the small path in the manor.

She followed her intuition all the way back to the villa. She was panting, but she seemed no longer in a hurry when she walked through the door. Her steps were light, and she walked up the stairs step by step to the familiar wooden door.

She calmed herself down, took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door twice. Then she grabbed the door handle and pressed it down. Click. Shen Zhao was startled to find that the study was locked.

In the study, Mu Yanchen sat on the sofa. He had covered the windows with curtains. There was no light on in the room and it was pitch black. He couldn't see his hand in front of him, but Mu Yanchen felt particularly safe this way, surrounded by darkness and sitting in a corner.

Until there was a noise at the wooden door of the study, the knocks hit his heart. Countless times he wanted to open the door and pull the girl into his arms, but he couldn't. He was afraid. He was afraid to see her shrinking back again, afraid to see the fear of him on her face.

But he knew very well that his self-control was useless in front of her. When she really showed it, he didn't know what he would do!

A soft voice sounded outside the door.

"Mu Yanchen," she called his name, tenderly and affectionately, "I know you are in there, can you let me in? Just let me in."

These were very touching words. He clenched his fists tightly and tried to calm himself. He did not respond to her and there was silence in the study.

But Shen Zhao had no intention of letting him go.

After another silence, when Mu Yanchen thought she had finally given up on him and was enveloped in a mood of self-loathing, her voice rang out again, "Mu Yanchen, if you don't open the door and let me in, I will stay in front of your door. I don't plan to eat today, and I won't go to school. At night, I will sleep in front of your door."

It sounded very threatening, but Mu Yanchen didn't feel that way in his heart. A warm feeling filled his heart, and he could no longer restrain himself. He stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door regardless of anything.

A terrible thought lingered in his mind. She didn't want to leave, and even fear couldn't make her leave. Then she could never go anywhere except by his side!

Time passed by minute by minute.

He had given her a chance. He locked himself up and set her free, but she still came to him...it was not his fault!

He stood up from the sofa and walked towards the wooden door step by step. Click, the door lock opened, and with a creak, the wooden door opened from the inside. There was no figure anywhere he looked. Shen Zhao had left!

There was a surging feeling of sourness in my heart.

His eyes darkened, filled with self-loathing and the pain of being abandoned. He suppressed his expression and prepared to return to the study. Just as he turned around, he felt a soft touch on his leg. He lowered his eyes and saw Shen Zhao sleeping next to his legs.

The feeling of despair that had just emerged dissipated in an instant, and her icy eyes seemed to be illuminated by the warm sun, with a warm current surging. He squatted down, gently supported her falling face with his hands, pressed her head into his shoulder, and then put one hand through her legs and the other hand around her back, and picked her up from the ground.

He tilted his head to look at her sleeping face, feeling satisfied, fortunately you didn't leave...

He carried her into the room, gently placed her on the bed, and then pressed his whole body on her, kissing her passionately.

He kissed her exposed skin lovingly, from her forehead to her neck, then raised his head to look at the unconscious Shen Zhao beneath him. His eyes darkened, filled with turbulent emotions like a storm. His chest heaved for a while, and finally, unable to suppress his emotions, his lips fell on her plump lips.

The surging tide of emotions swept over me, uncontrollable.