Translator: TheWhiteBook
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They were clearly enemies, but even after he had tormented her to such a terrible extent, she was still willing to save him.
This degree of benevolence was so foolish it almost couldn’t be real.
He knew how vicious human nature was. Back then, he had also been gentle and kindly, but those vicious encounters destroyed that.
He didn’t trust it, she couldn’t be an exception.
Bai Weiwei had slept until dawn. She stretched her waist lazily. A thought came to mind and she rushed to check to her side.
Mu Yanjun was still asleep. His long hair was loose. His complexion was better than yesterday.
But he was still weak.
Bai Weiwei got up in silence and exited the cave.
Mu Yanjun opened his eyes and saw her back.
Was this abandoning him and running away?
Mu Yanjun smiled apathetically. As expected, no good can last.
However, before he could order his men to have her brought back.
Bai Weiwei, holding a big leaf filled with clear water, carefully returned.
When she saw Mu Yanjun had woken up, she stepped forward and making a careless expression said: “Wake up, wash your face.”
The two simply took care of themselves with the water.
Bai Weiwei saw Mu Yanjun’s loose long hair, she weaved a thin straw rope. She handed it to him, “You tie it. Otherwise, when we walk the mountain road it will be inconvenient.”
Mu Yanjun eyes were deep, “I have a broken leg, you help me tie it.”
Bai Weiwei glared at him, “Your hand is not broken.”
Mu Yanjun, languidly, “Then I will not tie it.”
Bai Weiwei gathered a bit of patience, before walking behind him. She bowed her head to tie his hair back.
Mu Yanjun felt the tender movements of her fingers teasing through his long hair. Even if he upset her again, her actions were still so gentle.
Mu Yanjun couldn’t help but grin.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 30.】
Bai Weiwei: If tying a hairband is worth five points of favorability, then if I tied 14 hairbands, wouldn’t I be able to get to 100.
After packing everything up, Bai Weiwei gave Mu Yanjun a branch to use as a crutch.
“Let’s go out and find our way.”
Mu Yanjun replied softly, “I thought you would hate having to wait for me to go out and leave me here to be eaten.”
Bai Weiwei looked at him, and paled, “If I wanted you to die, I would not save you in the first place, how can you have so many doubts.”
Mu Yanjun indifferently hummed: “I don’t doubt I’ll die young.”
Bai Weiwei: “A scourge will last for a thousand years, you will live a very long life.”
Mu Yanjun enigmatically stood up, “I’ll accept your lucky words.”
Two people bickered, while supporting each other through the old forest and mountain pathways.
Before they knew it, the surroundings became ghostly still.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but mutter “Are we going the wrong way?”
Mu Yanjun: “You only just noticed?”
They had circled around the same place three times.
Bai Weiwei had no sense of direction.
Bai Weiwei was just about to reply, but suddenly heard something from the deep forest. A giant beast leaped out.
Mu Yanjun’s countenance changed, moving to pull Bai Weiwei behind him.
But his hand was caught, and Bai Weiwei actually took a few steps forward, shielding him from the front.
Bai Weiwei took action by instinct. The head can be cut off, but people can not discover her act.
This white lotus role of hers, how could it do such a thing as escape alone.
Then she looked up and her legs went soft.
It turned out to be a white tiger, standing high and watching them restlessly.
Bai Weiwei: “Zero zero, can I run?”
System: “Mu Yanjun will cut you to death.”
Both ways were dead ends, Bai Weiwei eyes were firm.
She stood in front of Mu Yanjun, refusing to give in even a half step, even if she was facing a giant tiger.
Mu Yanjun observed her incomparably small weak back, wasn’t she afraid?
