After wearing it quickly, he found himself a white cut black

However, within half an hour, Si Bai, who was already sound asleep, suddenly opened his eyes again, with a curved mouth.

Fumbling in the dark, he turned on the bedside light and stepped directly onto the boy's bed.

Looking at the sleeping boy, Si Bai bent down to hug him, and then rubbed the boy's neck.

"It's still cuter when she's asleep..."

In this way, he doesn't have to be afraid that this person will say something that rejects him.

Si Bai lifted the boy's quilt, rubbed it, threw it directly under the bed, and carefully carried him back to his own bed.

Holding the person in his arms, Si Bai only felt that his mind had stabilized a lot, and the violence brought to him by the things he remembered had also calmed down.

"Mumu...I'll give you time to adapt, but don't make me wait too long."

Si Bai murmured softly, not knowing what the person in his arms dreamed about, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Si Bai was also in a good mood, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of the boy's mouth, then moved his position and put the boy's hand on his waist.

Really don't let him wait too long, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself and do something that this person doesn't like...

It was a long night, but when Mumu opened her eyes the next day, she looked at the person she was holding and was silent for a moment.

What's happening here?

He remembered that he slept quite peacefully, why did he come here suddenly?

But looking at the postures of the two of them, it seemed that Si Bai was indeed sleeping there, and he ran over to hug them...

Carefully let go of the person, and went back to his own bed, looking at the quilt on the ground that seemed to be kicked off by someone.

Mu Mu was silent again, so it was really him?

It shouldn't be, he doesn't have the problem of moving around while asleep.

Some suspiciously looked back at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

[Little San'er, what happened last night? 】

【Ding——Since you don't respect your system's favorite author, your system doesn't want to talk to you and throws you a Pikachu. 】

Mu Mu: "..."

Is the system going to go on strike these days?

Also, when did he disrespect 337's favorite author?

Without getting an answer from 337, Mu Mu didn't bother to continue thinking about it, after all, he had other things to do.

He simply cleaned up, changed into a black and white sportswear, and left with his bag on his back.

He came to S City to find that Cheng Ren, who is at his most desperate time, as a good boy, of course he has to give warmth when others are down.

After sitting in the car for half an hour, Mu Mu looked at the completely unfamiliar scene in front of her, silently took out her phone, and turned on the navigation.

After crossing several roads and detouring several alleys.

Finally, he found the location of Cheng Ren that he had investigated before.

Looking at the dilapidated complex in front of her, Mu Mu went straight to the third floor and knocked on the door.

The door made a harsh sound, and before he could knock a second time, the neighbor opened the door first.

"Are you looking for Cheng Ren? He's gone out to collect waste, you need to find him at the waste station, don't argue here!"

The door was opened by a middle-aged man who frowned and closed the door cursingly.

"Thanks."

Mu Mu still thanked her, turned on the navigation again, and went to the nearest scrap yard.

All I saw was a man bent over, counting the bottles and a half-person-high cardboard beside him.

"Cheng Ren?"

The man turned his head back, his eyes were cloudy, his lips were chapped, and even the hand holding the bottle was trembling.

It was completely different from the high-spirited middle-aged man he surveyed in the photo.

"Is this kid here looking for something? Did he accidentally sell his information, or did something important get in here?"

Cheng Ren didn't feel that the person in front of him was looking for him, if it was before, maybe he would.

It's just that now he is not only ruined but also owes a whole body of debts, how could someone come to him, his creditor is not such a young boy.

Mu Mu thought of the information she checked again, curled her fingers slightly, and clenched her fists.

The plagiarists are justifiable when they beat back, and the perpetrators don't distinguish between right and wrong and claim to be righteous.

The victim's powerlessness was criticized by those people as acquiescence, and I don't know whether it should be said to be ridiculous or sad.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm not here to look for any information, I'm here to look for you, if it's convenient, let's take a moment to talk."

"It's… okay."

Cheng Ren was a little dazed, he didn't understand why this boy came to him, but he couldn't delay anything by just saying a few words.

"Mr. Cheng, let me introduce myself first. I'm Mu Mu, Mu who listens to the wind, and Mu who doesn't care for fame and fortune."

Cheng Ren wanted to laugh when he heard the name, but he couldn't laugh when he saw the serious face of the young man in front of him, so he just nodded.

"Mr. Cheng, do you still want to continue to live this kind of life? Bearing false charges, repaying debts that you should not have repaid, seeing the fruits of your hard work being stolen by others, and taking it for yourself with confidence."

The young man's indifferent words made Cheng Ren no longer able to calm down, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were not cloudy before, only a piece of clarity remained.