Chapter 101: It Turns Out I'm Dead

"Sympathize with her?"

Yu Yan'an saw Mu Ci hesitating and asked rhetorically.

Mu Ci paused, shook his head, and continued: "I respect her choice, but Song Yanshan is good and has a clear mind. It's just Mrs. Song, the darling is like life, and she lost her son in middle age.

It's pitiful, it's just ...... Peculiar thinking. ”

Mu Ci thought about it for a long time, and only thought of these four words "peculiar thinking", which was more appropriate.

"Quite apt." Yu Yan'an laughed.

When Mu Ci heard this, he turned his head to look at him, facing a pair of vast starry eyes, but he was pondering something. couldn't help but speak: "Are you guessing Lu Zizhan's back move, or guessing the people over there."

If my guess is correct, the system over there is rushing to the system, but the system has not yet begun to materialize. It's just that during the grinding period, they are eyeing you and me, does this mean that ......"

They, like the system, come from thirty years later?

This is what Mu Ci has always thought and speculated, how did she forget that there is a Yu Yan'an next to her who is comparable to that ghost talent.

Perhaps, thirty years later, he created it.

008 suddenly spoke.

That's why you chose me? Mu Ci asked rhetorically.

[One of them, Yu Shao is one of the key personnel in R&D, and he is the same as that one, but my master is still the one.

And choose you, the answer is simple. 008 didn't continue, as if he was waiting for Mu Ci to figure out something.

Mu Ci's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and the "buckle buckle" was neither light nor heavy, and it was very regular.

The system came when she had a car accident. Mu Ci's eyes shrank, and an idea appeared in his heart, but he was stuck in his throat and couldn't make a sound.

[In that car accident, you lost both legs. 】

Lu Zizhan! Mu Ci clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of cold color.

[Your younger brother took up the Mu family, mistrusted others, the Mu family declined, and the Lu family was dominant. In order to save the Mu family, you agreed to the marriage contract of the Lu family, and died tragically the next year. 008 mechanical pronunciation.

But Mu Ci clenched his fists, so your purpose is really just to help me go on a blind date? Instead of......

"I thought you were stupid. 008 changed back to a brisk tone, and spoke with a little depression and grievance, [However, I entered the wolf's den, but I am really in the love system.

I can't help you get revenge, as long as you complete three blind dates, I passed the primary test. I can go back thirty years and make the data adjustment and become an advanced system! 】

Aren't you a beginner in feelings? The corners of Mu Ci's mouth twitched.

[......] The system starts crashing.

Mu Ci lowered his eyes, his eyes became darker and darker, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Little porcelain, what's wrong?" Yu Yan'an was the first to notice it, holding her cold palm and asking her.

Mu Ci raised his eyes, and when he met the pair of eyes full of worry, his heart couldn't help but warm. He grabbed Yu Yan'an's hand, leaned into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said, "It's good." ”

It's good that you're still there.

It's good that nothing happened.

It's good that I still have time to reverse the ending.

hers, the Mu family, and Lu Zizhan's!

"Silly girl." Yu Yan'an touched the back of Mu Ci's head, his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were warm. hugged her tightly in his arms, his eyes full of affection.

It's really good, you're still around, and it's mine. Yu Yan'an sighed with satisfaction.

Mu Ci leaned in his arms for a long time, and then he was lazy. I couldn't bear to be hungry and pushed him, and scratched his waist, "I'm hungry." ”

"That's right, let's do it together." Yu Yan'an was about to pull Mu Ci up, but she hugged the sofa tightly, looking like a fool. is obviously a particularly tricky action, but in Yu Yan'an's eyes, it is extremely cute.

For some reason, he felt that Mu Ci let go.

At least, I don't want to be tied to my identity.