Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Chi Buwan stared blankly, blinking unconsciously.

Xiao Wuli was clearly dressed up carefully. He wore a well-tailored dark shirt that made his shoulders and back look straight. The collar was buttoned up neatly, and the cuffs were slightly bent, revealing a section of his slender and bony wrist. There were no extra accessories, and he looked clean and neat.

...So handsome.

So how could he not have seen him before?

If what 337 told him is true, Xiao Wuli went to the same university as him.

How could someone who looks like that not be famous?

Moreover, he had never seen him at school.

If I saw it, I would definitely remember it...

Seeing its host staring blankly at Xiao Wuli, 337 anxiously rubbed its paws together.

If the host acts infatuated again, Xiao Wuli will misunderstand why he came here to find him!

Although Xiao Wuli is sinister, obsessive, and terrifying, that's only how he is when his host isn't around. In front of his host, he's just a coward!

Xiao Wuli already thought that what happened in the cultivation world was a dream. If the host didn't speak, Xiao Wuli would be even more afraid to come out than a turtle, and might even think that the host came to him because he knew who the author of "Rebellion Against the Nine Heavens" was.

What's written in "Rebellion Against the Heavens"? Which chapters are worth reading later on?

If someone else knew they had been written into a super-colorful book, and that they were a complete stranger to it, they would definitely be furious.

Therefore, given Xiao Wuli's inferiority complex in front of his host, he probably felt that his host disliked him at this moment.

No no no!

The Supreme God said that this is a simple task, but it cannot ignore it and let the simple mode turn into a hell mode before its eyes.

[Host! Snap out of it!] 337 shouted loudly, [If you don't speak up soon, Xiao Wuli will think what's happening in the cultivation world is a dream!]

After a while, he came to his senses and, upon hearing this, quickly took a step forward.

Upon hearing footsteps, Xiao Wuli slowly tightened his hands on his knees, his back tensed, and he held his breath, as if his entire being had been put on pause.

A pair of slender, fair, and shapely legs came into his view. The skin was clean and clear, and she wore clean white shoes with short white cotton socks at the top, just enough to reveal a slender yet bony ankle.

Xiao Wuli's body trembled uncontrollably, his fingertips tensed, and he lowered his head even further, avoiding looking around. His heart pounded like a drum, and his thin lips trembled slightly. The first thing he said to the person in front of him was an apology.

Having not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse and low as he struggled to maintain his tone, the sound escaping from his throat: "Yes..."

But after uttering only one word, a hand gently landed on his head and gently rubbed it.

Xiao Wuli's fingers paused.

Xiao Changqing, the second young master of the Xiao family, happened to be coming downstairs when he saw the beautiful, androgynous person touching his own world-renowned devil's head. He was so frightened that his eyes widened instantly, and he quickly hurried downstairs, the word "Be careful" instantly on his lips.

But before he could say anything, Butler Liu, who had noticed him early on, covered his mouth.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Changqing stared at Butler Liu, speaking through his eyes.

"Let me go! Someone's going to die, you know that?!"

Butler Liu responded with his eyes, "Don't worry, Second Young Master, Young Master Chi will be fine."

"Who cares if he's young or young, anyone who dares to touch Xiao Wuli's head will become a dead young master! Quickly send someone to stop him!" Xiao Changqing's eyes turned red.

Butler Liu: "Second Young Master, if we send someone to stop Young Master Chi from approaching Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao will not only tear us apart, but everyone present will be killed as well."

"Wait." Xiao Changqing's wide eyes gradually returned to normal. He squinted and looked at Chi Buwan again, feeling a sense of familiarity. The next second, he suddenly realized, "Isn't this the person in the photo my brother kept in his pocket watch?!"

Seeing that he had come to his senses, Butler Liu slowly lowered his hand and continued to gesture with his eyes, "Second Young Master, are you still going to send someone to stop them?"

Xiao Changqing shook his head and hands rapidly, causing the flesh on his cheeks to jiggle.

No, no, no...

Who dares to send someone to stop the person in the photo from finally showing up and rubbing Xiao Wuli's head?

Xiao Wuli was his elder brother, and besides the bloodline suppression, there was another reason—he was terrified of being beaten up back then.

Back then, he almost touched the photo with his hand, but his older brother grabbed him and beat him severely. If he hadn't run away quickly, he would have died from his fists.

Fortunately, my older brother couldn't stand up, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape no matter how fast I ran.

Xiao Changqing tried to hide in a corner to watch secretly, but he was dragged away by Butler Liu.

.

After gently rubbing Xiao Wuli's head and waiting for him to relax a little, Chi Buwan half-squatted down, placed his fingers on the back of Xiao Wuli's hand, tilted his head to look up, and feigned confusion, "Don't you recognize me?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Wuli, who had been stunned, suddenly widened his eyes. He looked up at the person in front of him and met a pair of incredibly familiar, gentle, and tender peach blossom eyes.

In that instant, all I heard was a loud thud from my heart.

The muffled thud struck his chest, making his fingertips go numb. He froze on the sofa, forgetting even to breathe. His thin lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but they trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't leave." Chi Buwan called him in his usual voice.

Xiao Wuli snapped out of his daze, his eyes instantly reddening, a single, glistening tear falling from his eye. His hoarse, broken voice struggled to form the words, "Master..."

"It's modern now, why are you still calling me Master?"

Chi Buwan chuckled. He first raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then extended his hand, his peach blossom eyes curving into crescent moons. "Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Chi Buwan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Xiao Wuli looked at the hand reaching out to him, his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest, his blood was boiling, the oxygen he inhaled through his nose couldn't provide enough oxygen for his body to function, he couldn't even lift his fingertips, he subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, breathing rapidly, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably.

He had been looking forward to this meeting for a very, very long time... for so long, and the greeting he had imagined countless times had finally appeared before his eyes.

...It must still be a dream.

As this thought crossed his mind, Xiao Wuli's disordered breathing suddenly stopped.

Not a dream.

If it's a dream, this thought is as if it's been blocked out; it will never appear in my mind again.

The person who is now truly standing in front of him, greeting him, is the one he has been longing for day and night.

Finally, the fingertips moved, and just as the large hand was about to slowly rise and grasp that hand again, it suddenly stopped.