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It was just that Xiao Meng Han had forgotten that she had become the other person. She no longer had human nature's memories, and she had done everything by virtue of her nature's desire.

He wanted to go out and urgently find that warm little figure to protect her.

She took a bath and stood on the balcony. She looked at the villa bathed in moonlight. The forest in the distance was quiet. There was also the tall wall that surrounded the villa.

Xiao Meng Han had warned her to be careful of the electric net.

Silent Little Red was hungry. Tonight, she drank some orange juice and barely had anything to eat. Suddenly, she remembered that Xiao Meng Han also hadn't eaten. He only drank, so she didn't know if he was feeling unwell or not.

Mo Xiaoxiao, who was in her pajamas, opened the door and walked out. The corridor was very quiet and the lights were very bright. Everything was very clear and a bit dazzling.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked up to the door of Xiao Menghan's bedroom and tried knocking on it. She wondered if he was asleep.

If he wasn't feeling well, she could pour him a glass of water or something to eat.

The room was silent and there was no response.

Ye Mo looked down at his pajamas and turned back.

She knocked on another man's door in her pajamas in the middle of the night. Although he was already her brother, he wasn't her real brother.

Her stomach was growling so much that she couldn't fall asleep. She put on a casual jacket and walked out. When she walked past Xiao Menghan's bedroom, she still knocked on the door.

The door was ajar. She pushed it open gently, but found that the room was dark and not even the lights were on. The curtains were not drawn.

The blurry moonlight shone on the neatly made bed, but Xiao Meng Han's figure was nowhere to be seen, not even the smell of alcohol could be seen in the bedroom.

Xiao Meng Han didn't even come back to sleep, she was curious, could it be that she went down to pour water and sleep on the stairs?

There was no one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, no one in the dining hall.

He didn't go out when he came back, but the car was still there. Where was he going back to in the middle of the night?

Jing Xiaoxiao went to the study. The study was also dark, and it didn't look like someone had entered it before.

After finding no one, Jing Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen to light the fire. She was looking for eggs, tomatoes and coriander in the fridge. She was hungry and wanted to eat noodles. Rice and rice porridge were a little troublesome at this time.

The scent of eggs and tomatoes wafted into the air.

Although it was a basement, Xiao Menghan still kept a place to breathe. He didn't want to be trapped inside and be sent to the laboratory to study the prehistoric monster.

At this moment, when he smelled the fragrance from the cage, he became even more ruthless. His pitch-black eyes continuously blinked. He did not recklessly collide with the thick cages, but instead looked towards the bottom of his feet.

The ground beneath his feet was concrete. He raised the iron chain that locked him up and smashed down heavily onto the ground.

The sound of the light collision made her think that something had fallen to the floor, but after searching for a while, she didn't find anything, so she called out: "Xiao Meng Han, Xiao Meng Han."

No one paid any attention to Mo Xiaoxiao. Her heart skipped a beat. Somehow, she remembered the sound she heard from the bedroom last night. She thought it was a dream. It seemed like this villa was really strange.

Ye Zichen hurriedly scooped up the noodles and poured the soup into a bowl. Then, he turned off the fire and carried the bowl back to his bedroom.

But when she reached the kitchen door, the light above her was blocked by something.

His hands were trembling as he slowly raised his head. His eyes met a pair of pitch black eyes.

With heavy breathing, Mo Xiaoxiao listened to the thumping of her heart. She didn't know if it was hers or the tall figure in front of her.

She looked at him, at the surprise and smile in his eyes, but she felt so horrified, her head began to hurt again, something was about to burst out.

The bowl full of noodles and tomatoes fell to the ground and shattered.

That sudden sound scared the hell out of him who was standing in front of Jing Xiaoxiao. In the next second, her figure swayed a few times and then fell limply to the ground.

A pair of large hands reached out and embraced her before her body fell to the ground, then held her in his embrace.

His pitch-black eyes looked at the noodles on the ground reluctantly, then looked at the unconscious Mo Xiaoxiao in his arms. Finally, his gaze no longer lingered on the red tomato.

The light from the kitchen was still on, illuminating the broken bowls and noodles.

The tall figure had already disappeared, and along with it was the busy figure of Jing Xiaoxiao.

In the basement, the lights were dim as the tall figure walked back into the cage.

This time, he didn't come out from the ground but followed his memory and opened the basement door. He then closed the door and carefully placed Jing Xiaoxiao on the blanket in the basement. His eyes then fell on her delicate body.

He lowered his head and sniffed between her neck.

She was very fragrant, unlike the smell of his loathing. Her skin was soft and tender, without any of his long hair. His large hands stretched out, not even able to lift up the hairs on her body.

Her hair was black, his was white, different.

His big hands ruffled her hair, and he put his long white hair in the black, black and white, and he smiled suddenly, as if it were prettier than before.

He liked her, curled up beside her, his head close, trying to get closer to her.

Until the fine hairs on his face pricked her face and left a red mark, he hurriedly retreated in fear, deeply afraid that she would hurt.

The world was quiet. He finally found her, finally had a companion, and was no longer in a state of unease or fear.

There were very few things in his memory. Each time was a boring cage, and he wanted to know more, but there was nothing in his mind. He wanted to investigate everything around him, but he found that he had been abandoned in this place.

Every time he remembered waking up from the cage, he would have to struggle to escape.

Roar, roar, he would be wherever she was in the future. He did not want to be without her anymore.

She wanted to escape in fear, but those things held her back, tightly holding her breath. She could only watch as they flooded over her.

Lost memories gushed out from the depths of his mind, quietly bearing with it. So, so many things had happened in those few days.

However, the interview mission had completely changed her life.

As Jing Xiaoxiao cried, she fell into a mental breakdown. The heart-wrenching pain, the initial inability to go back, and Xuan Peng walked away just like that.

A sound burst out, followed by calm. The heavy breathing gradually calmed down, and he finally discovered that her crying was wrong.

His finger picked up a tear. It's salty.

He knew the taste, the smell of what she cooked for him.