Chapter 1777
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Luo Qingchen didn't sleep at all that night, but she didn't panic at all.
Because she knew that this place was very safe. There was Du Jiu Sheng, Ye Mu, and Lan Fan.
Everyone seemed to be protecting her, even if there were some people who didn't show it.
Ye Mu stood at her door the entire time with a book from the Shang Dynasty in his hand, silently guarding her.
Du Jiu Sheng didn't chase him down, but there was a very strange feeling in his heart. There was someone who was willing to stay in the mortal world for six hundred years in order to protect her.
As an emissary of Hell, it was extremely difficult for him to resist the summons of Hell and not be summoned back to Hell.
That kind of pain was even more terrifying than going down to the eighteen levels of hell.
Jin Rong Feng's heart was filled with resentment, he could understand why he could stay in the mortal world for six hundred years.
But Ye Mu just stayed to protect a single person, he was really ….. affectionate.
What did he do six hundred years ago? Was it just to protect her?
Those words from six hundred years ago, why did he say them?
He had never thought that losing his memories was a bad thing. There were happy and sad memories in the mortal world, there was love and these things could change one's mind.
He always felt that not having any memories was a blessing.
But now, he suddenly wanted to have those memories that he had forgotten for six hundred years.
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The next morning, Luo Qingchen woke up early. She saw Ye Mu sitting at the door as soon as she opened the door and there was an extra sofa in the empty hallway.
"You ….. aren't going back?" Luo Qingchen pointed at the sofa, "Where did this sofa come from?"
"Six hundred years ago, I was the princess' personal guard, I was inseparable!" Ye Mu said with a chuckle, "The sofa was put there by your master ….. Jiu Sheng. I was sleeping when I suddenly had one."
"Pu … …" Luo Qingchen couldn't help laughing as she looked at him, "Why didn't he give you a blanket?"
"I'm not afraid of the cold … …" Ye Mu awkwardly rubbed the back of his head as he looked at her with a bright smile, "Are you going to eat breakfast?"
Luo Qingchen looked at the closed door and said with a nod, "Alright."
When he walked out of the library, he realized that the sky was dark. It was raining heavily.
Ye Mu opened an umbrella and said in confusion, "The weather forecast said it would be sunny today. Why is it raining all of a sudden?"
Luo Qingchen nodded deeply and said, "It seems to be like this a lot recently. It's either raining heavily or snowing heavily."
"Sigh, sigh, sigh, sigh —" Five consecutive sighs sounded behind them. Lan Fan was wearing a blue and white striped sweater and a moon-white bow tie. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "This is what happens when I'm in a bad mood."
"Ah?"
"Sorrow brings rain, anger brings snow …"
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"Ahem —" Luo Qingchen cleared her throat and said, "Really?"
"Really!" Lan Fan glanced at the dark sky and said, "This sudden rain and snow is probably because I'm in a bad mood."
"What happens when you're in a good mood?" Luo Qingchen blinked her clear eyes, and a touch of Liguang flashed through her eyes.
"I don't know!" Lan Fan gave a shrug, "Big brother has never been in a good mood, or perhaps I've never seen him in a good mood!"
"I know." Ye Mu said with a faint smile, "He's still the same as before."
"You ….. know?" Lan Fan looked at Ye Mu in disbelief. After all, he felt that he should be the one who understood Du Jiu Sheng the most.
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