[Comprehensive] White Moonlight's Fancy Whitewashing History

One day in a certain year and a certain month, the system that had disappeared for a long time suddenly came online.

Cheng Yimo wanted to complain, but he went online when he and Mo Qinghan were doing it, and he was so scared that he almost shrank.

This is about a man's dignity. The next day Cheng Yimo said to 678 earnestly: "Brother, next time you talk, divide the occasion. Last night I almost..."

[......]

Cheng Yimo suddenly realized, his face flushed: "Brother, what did you see last night?"

[Don't worry, there are mosaics from the neck down. ]

Cheng Yimo took a deep breath of relief.

678 sneered: [But I still enjoy seeing your expression. ]

It choked him on purpose, Cheng Yimo didn't come up in one breath, and was almost scared to death by 678.

The two were used to fighting each other when they were in Cheng's house, but after such a long time, Cheng Yimo was not used to it.After all, for so many years, he and Mo Qinghan have done it countless times, why Cheng Yimo has developed some emotional intelligence and brains.

678 asked again: [How are you and Mo Qinghan doing recently? ]

Cheng Yimo lowered his head, his tone was a little shy: "Very...very good."

Hearing what he said, 678 felt relieved.Seeing that the relationship between the two is so good, 678 feels that he is about to complete the task.This time it was really about to separate, and 678 was more or less disappointed.

[Fine. ]

Cheng Yimo asked: "Is there no main task [-]?"

678 laughed: [No more. ]

Cheng Yimo blinked, and let out an oh.

678 remembered that he had not given Cheng Yimo the rewards for Task [-] and Task [-], so he said softly to Cheng Yimo: [Let me think about it, what kind of task reward should I give you. ]

As soon as Cheng Yimo thought of that icy muscle and bone, he felt that 678 was a scam, and he quickly said: "Don't give me any more icy muscle and bone, it's useless for a big man to give me something like that!"

It's useless to give it to him, Mo Qinghan likes it.

678 originally planned to continue to give benefits to Mo Qinghan, but seeing Cheng Yimo's resistance, he had no choice but to say: [I won't give you those things, so what do you want? ]

He has always known that the system dotes on him very much, but Cheng Yimo never thought that the task reward can be raised by himself.

He opened his eyes wide, and couldn't think of what he needed for a while.

Cheng Yimo is almost 20 years old, he remembers Mo Qinghan in this life, but it doesn't mean he will remember Mo Qinghan in the next life.Cheng Yimo really wants to keep some memories, just a little bit, but this kind of thing...is it really possible?

[What do you want, just say it. ] 678 said domineeringly.

Anyway, this was probably the last time it rewarded Cheng Yimo with a task.

Cheng Yimo was afraid of 678's embarrassment, so he asked cautiously: "Can my memory be preserved in the next life? A little bit is enough."

678 was silent for a while: [You have Meng Xin's blessing on you, and it will be fine to meet Mo Qinghan in every life from now on.But retaining memory has become interference in this world, and I can't do anything about it. ]

Cheng Yimo was a little disappointed, he heard 678's embarrassment and kept comforting it: "It's okay, it's great that I can meet Mr., don't be embarrassing, I'm asking too much..."

678: This silly boy, the gentleness has never changed.

[Mission reward, give you every time you meet Mo Qinghan, you can vaguely remember him. ]

Cheng Yimo didn't expect that 678 would still give him this task reward. When these words just fell, he felt his body warm up, as if something had been added to him.

Cheng Yimo's eyes widened: "Didn't you say you can't?"

[Have you ever heard of deja vu? ]

Cheng Yimo nodded.

[That's what I gave you, but it just deepened the feeling of deja vu. ]678 paused, sighed, [I can only help you so much. ]

It will leave soon, within five hours.

Cheng Yimo was full of gratitude: "Thank you!"

678 pulled out a smile: [Cheng Yimo, I want to see how you and Mo Qinghan are happy in the end. ]

Cheng Yimo immediately understood the meaning hidden in this sentence, his heart trembled twice, and he nodded fiercely: "Okay."

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Poetry, wine, scented tea, one of the most pleasant things in life.

Cheng Yimo collected the petals and fruit peels grown by himself a long time ago, and made flower and fruit tea and flower and fruit fragrance.

He smoked incense in the house, heated a pot of wine, and waited for Mo Qinghan to come home.

Of course, he also cooks the side dishes for the wine. Cheng Yimo was obviously a pampered young man before, but when he came into contact with cooking, he learned cooking without a teacher, and the taste of the cooking was excellent.

Cheng Yimo triumphantly attributed this to his talent.

The aroma of flowers and fruits inside is faint, not strong, and does not cover the aroma of the wine.

When Mo Qinghan returned home, he was a little surprised to see these things: "What a good day today?"

Cheng Yimo didn't answer, did he want to tell Mr. 678 that he wanted to see them show off their affection before leaving?

"Come and eat, I've boiled a pot of wine."

The Chinese New Year will be coming soon, and Mo Qinghan has become busy during this time, because he has to prepare things for the Chinese New Year.He is very persistent, and he must be with Cheng Yimo for the two things of Chinese New Year and eating.

During the more than two years they were together, before the age of thirty, both of them would keep vigil.

Cheng Yimo was obviously sleepy to death, but Mo Qinghan still wouldn't let him go to sleep.

Even if it's sex, wake him up, and watch the year together.

This has reached the point of madness and persistence. Cheng Yimo doesn't know if he made an agreement with him in his previous life, which is why the husband is so persistent, but in the next few years, he will let him go.

Anyway... he was also happy.

Because of several drinking accidents, Mo Qinghan restrained him and prevented him from drinking too much.

After Cheng Yimo drank a cup, he obediently changed from wine to tea, blew off the heat on it, and took a sip: "How long until thirty?"

"More than ten days."

The snowflakes outside fell in, and Cheng Yimo's body became warm after drinking a glass of wine.

He stood up, walked to the window, stretched out his hand to catch those snowflakes, and the moment he touched them, they quickly melted into water.

He is almost 20 years old, and he is still very playful. After repeating this a few times, he couldn't help but chuckle: "What a fool." This sentence refers to himself.

Mo Qinghan hugged him from behind. Although Cheng Yimo's height was growing, he was still not taller than Mo Qinghan. There was a head difference between the two of them.

When Mo Qinghan hugged him, he bent slightly and smiled happily: "Ah Mo, you have to spend this year with me too."

Cheng Yimo looked back at him, as if he had made a promise for a lifetime: "Yeah."

The two looked at each other, and Mo Qinghan's eyes became hot.

The colder it is, the more suitable it is to do things to warm up the body.

He didn't care about anything else, and kissed the corner of Cheng Yimo's eyes.Recently, he likes to kiss the tear mole under the corner of his eye. Every time the two of them do it, they always kiss a few times lovingly.

Cheng Yimo remembered the conversation in the afternoon, 678 saw everything they did, and suddenly became a little nervous.

Shame.

Still did it though.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but he felt both happy and ashamed.

He fits well with Mo Qinghan, because of his personality, Mo Qinghan will not be too rough, but it is true that he is easily jealous sometimes.

"Good night."

……

When he woke up the next morning, Cheng Yimo had already been cleaned up behind him.

He slept well, and when he got up early in the morning, he saw Mo Qinghan making porridge for him.The hands that were used to play the piano and make alchemy can now grow flowers, apply soil, and cook.

Cheng Yimo drank the hot porridge and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

[Very happy, ha ha. ] After watching the mosaic all night, 678 felt very upset.

Things like mosaics are deeply malicious towards their system. Since things like mosaics can be made, why can't those pictures be blocked?

When Cheng Yimo heard his words, he coughed twice suddenly.

Fortunately, my husband has gone to the kitchen to get the food now, so I can't see his distressed appearance.

Cheng Yimo wanted to be tough at first, but when he thought that the system was about to leave, he couldn't keep his mouth shut: "Well, I'm very happy."

The system fell silent, and within a quarter of an hour, it was about to pull away. It chose this time to talk to Cheng Yimo because it didn't want the two of them to be too sad.

It's just that there are some things in the end that need to be explained.

[Lovely love is love, destiny is lonely... I can't help you with other things, but love is one, with the power of blessings left by me and Meng Xin, widowed love can be broken. ]

[thanks. ]

This is his last conversation with the system, and 678 will leave soon.

[I didn't expect to complete the task so quickly this time... I really have to leave, Ah Mo. ]

This is the first time it calls him that, and it usually calls him by first and last name, Cheng Yimo smiled: [Okay. ]

After the system listened to it, it was no longer an electronic sound, 678 changed back to its original sound, as cold as a flower in a high mountain: [Treasure. ]

It's really gone, Cheng Yimo's eyes are moist, maybe he will never see him again.

Cheng Yimo was a little choked up, but after lowering his head, he quickly laughed again: "Treasure."

When Mo Qinghan came back, seeing Cheng Yimo's slightly red eyes, he walked over worried.

Cheng Yimo has a wish, and every word clearly comes to mind.

Fingers interlocked with him.

And grow old with him.

Live peacefully with him.

"Sir, let's open the piano shop again!" Cheng Yimo's eyes were full of smiles, as if filled with morning light.

Mo Qinghan held his hand tightly: "Okay."

It is a lie to say that you are not afraid, the so-called destiny, the so-called heaven.

If Feng Laiqin couldn't nourish his soul, he would have to cross it again.

But when he thought that no matter how late the night would be in the future, there would be people around him walking with him, Mo Qinghan only had a smile on his face.

"I love you, I will love you forever and ever."

"Me too."

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