I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

Zou Mubai and Fei Xiuwen crossed the threshold almost at the same time, their eyes instantly fixed on the slightly messy wooden table in the room.

I saw Xu Chong, the boy who usually loved to laugh and play, now lying on the table with his head buried in his arms, breathing evenly and long, obviously he had fallen asleep for a long time.

There was a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be having a sweet dream.

"Xu Chong!" Zou Mubai shouted softly. Although his voice was not loud, it was enough to penetrate Xu Chong's dream.

He walked forward quickly with clean and neat movements, and gently grasped the back of Xu Chong's collar with one hand. He gently lifted him up, and Xu Chong suddenly raised his head like a startled bird, his eyes full of confusion and astonishment.

"Oh! Who is it? How dare you disturb my sweet dream!"

Xu Chong instinctively grabbed the front of his clothes, his voice filled with some displeasure at being disturbed.

But then, when his gaze met Zou Mubai's deep and sharp eyes, all his dissatisfaction instantly turned into astonishment and guilt.

"Zou...Brother Zou..." Xu Chong's voice lowered unconsciously, and his eyes flickered, as if he was avoiding something.

He realized that he had a heavy responsibility to protect He Ronger, but he was careless at the critical moment and fell asleep. This guilt and self-blame made him feel ashamed.

Zou Mubai did not blame him immediately, but there was a barely perceptible sternness in his eyes.

He shook his head slightly, then, without slowing down, picked up Xu Chong by the back of his collar and walked out the door.

Xu Chong's body struggled slightly in the air, but he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only let Zou Mubai take him away.

Just then, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.

Accompanied by a faint herbal fragrance, He Ronger walked in lightly carrying a tray.

She had intended to prepare some refreshments for Xu Chong and Zou Mubai, but unexpectedly saw this scene and couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Uncle Zou, where are you taking Xu Chong?"

Her voice was full of confusion and worry, and her eyes moved back and forth between Zou Mubai and Xu Chong, trying to find an answer.

The porcelain on the tray collided gently with her movements, making pleasant sounds, adding a bit of softness to the tense atmosphere.

Zou Mubai stopped and looked back at He Ronger, with a gentle look in his eyes: "Ronger, I need to talk to Xu Chong alone about something. Don't worry."

After saying that, he mentioned Xu Chong again and continued to walk out.

He Ronger looked at their departing backs and frowned slightly.

At this time, Fei Xiuwen walked in leisurely from outside the door. There was a sense of leisure and calmness in his steps, as if the troubles in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

His eyes naturally fell on the tray in He Ronger's hand, on which were placed several exquisite snacks with tempting colors and fragrant aroma.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a playful smile, his eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he asked knowingly: "Rong girl, did you make all these by yourself?"

He Ronger was slightly stunned when she heard this, then she chuckled and said, "Uncle Fei has a good eye, this is indeed Ronger's craft." Her voice was as gentle as jade, revealing a bit of shyness and pride.

After hearing this, Fei Xiuwen didn't wait for He Ronger to say anything more. He walked straight to her side, reached out and gently picked up a piece of dessert from the tray and put it into his mouth.

At that moment, his movements seemed particularly graceful and natural, as if such actions were very common to him.

The snack melted in his mouth, soft and glutinous with a hint of sweetness, instantly filling his taste buds. He couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the long-lost feeling of familiarity.

The fragrance lingers between lips and teeth, it is the taste in memory, spanning thousands of years, but still as clear as ever.

"Yeah, that's the taste." Fei Xiuwen opened his eyes, with satisfaction and emotion flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to see through this small snack the little junior sister who once fought side by side with him and laughed with him.

Although she has entered the cycle of reincarnation, the emotions and memories buried deep in her heart are like these snacks, timeless and never faded.

"That's great." He murmured softly, with a hint of subtle tenderness and nostalgia in his voice.

He suddenly felt a little emotional. How nice it would be if Si Yao and Ying Qi were here right now. They could taste the snack together and recall the good times they had spent together. What a warm and happy scene that would be.

Thinking of this, a hint of disappointment and loneliness flashed across Fei Xiuwen's eyes.

But soon, he regained his former indifference and composure, as if all his emotions had been buried deep in his heart and no longer easily revealed in front of others.

He Ronger was immersed in Fei Xiuwen's praise for her tea and snacks, and did not notice the flash of disappointment in his eyes.

She was smiling from ear to ear, with joy shining in her eyes, as if she had received great affirmation.

"I've made quite a bit. If Uncle Master likes it, there's more to come. When Uncle Master Zou and Brother Xu Chong come back, we can enjoy it together." Her words were full of anticipation, as if she could already foresee the warm scene of everyone sitting together and sharing delicious food.

Upon hearing this, Fei Xiuwen nodded slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He deliberately kept the question a secret, and asked with a hint of mischief, "Rong girl, since you call me Senior Brother Zou your uncle, then tell me, how should you address me?"

He Ronger heard this, a trace of doubt flashed across her face, she blinked, and thought seriously: "If Uncle Zou is your senior brother, then... should I also call you Uncle?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in her words, as if she was a little embarrassed by this sudden question about seniority.

Seeing this, Fei Xiuwen couldn't help but laugh out loud. His laughter was hearty and joyful, as if even the air became lighter.

"Haha, okay, be good, little nephew." There was a hint of doting in his words, as if he really treated He Ronger as his own junior.

At this moment, an indescribable wonderful feeling surged in Fei Xiuwen's heart.

The little junior sister, the one who had practiced and played with him, was now his niece. This change in generation made him feel both fresh and a little emotional.

He seemed to see the passage of time, and the passing years slowly unfolding before his eyes.

He Ronger blushed at Fei Xiuwen's sudden address. She pursed her lips and lowered her head shyly.

Fei Xiuwen looked at He Ronger's shy look, and the smile on his face became even wider. He felt as if he had really taken advantage of her, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

He looked at He Ronger, and his already handsome eyes now had a hint of warmth and tenderness, as if they could melt all the ice and frost in the world.

At this moment, Zou Mubai's voice came from outside the courtyard: "Junior brother, let's go!"