Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

The days passed by uneventfully. Originally, he thought Han Jianchuan would punish him, but he didn't. Apart from strictly requiring him to have a regular schedule, he was quite nice to Xu Muzhe in other aspects.

Nothing happened, resulting in no progress in the blackening value.

Xu Muzhe was not in a hurry. He just did what he had to do and was prepared to be trapped here in case he failed.

[Host, why are you giving up so much? The Darkness Value has been stuck at 84% and can't be lowered at all. ]

Xu Muzhe ate the lunch Han Jianchuan made for him, and said leisurely, "How could I be so lame? You have to know that Han Jianchuan has supernatural powers. It's good enough to be able to live well under his nose. Why would you want to reduce your blackness?"

The system could understand what he meant, and it was obvious that it would just let things take their own course and take one step at a time.

Since the first two worlds, Xu Muzhe's mentality has been a little broken. It can understand that being trapped here for a long time with no end in sight can easily make people emotionally broken.

The system sighed and spoke to Xu Muzhe in a gentle tone.

[Host, as long as you think it's okay, I can stay here with you forever. ]

Xu Muzhe was about to say something when Han Jianchuan suddenly appeared in front of him and looked at him with a frown.

"Why is it taking so long? Is it not to your taste?"

Xu Muzhe raised his head and looked at him. "No, it's delicious. It's great to have food to eat in the end times. How can I be picky?"

Han Jianchuan stretched out his finger and touched the bowl in front of Xu Muzhe, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"It's cold already."

Xu Muzhe chuckled and deliberately joked, "You really give me the illusion that we are not in the end of the world, but meeting in a peaceful and stable era."

Han Jianchuan ignored his joke and said calmly, "Eating cold food for a long time is not good for your stomach. You must get rid of these bad habits. You must concentrate on eating and stop looking around."

Xu Muzhe said helplessly, "Yes, yes, yes."

Han Jianchuan hummed, pulled out the chair opposite him, sat down and lowered his head to read.

Xu Muzhe supported his chin with his hand and quietly observed Han Jianchuan's face.

It has to be said that since Han Jianchuan recovered his memory, there is no trace of the time when he lost his memory, and he has returned to his cold and aloof image.

The clothes they wear are also cold and dull, either all black or all white.

"What are you looking at?" Han Jianchuan caught his gaze and looked up at him, "Don't you want to eat anymore?"

"No." Xu Muzhe shook his head and continued, "When are we going back?"

Han Jianchuan raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile flashed across his handsome face. "Why? Are you anxious to be punished by me?"

Xu Muzhe almost laughed out loud, but he held back his laughter and said, "I just want to be mentally prepared as soon as possible."

"I'll take you away in a few days." Han Jianchuan frowned and looked at the bowl on the table, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat. You're not the kind of person who would put yourself in a difficult position. You don't have to be so cautious and read my expression."

Xu Muzhe really couldn't eat anymore. After getting permission, he immediately stood up and said to Han Jianchuan with a smile, "I'll go wash the dishes now."

Han Jianchuan held his wrist and said, "No need, I can do it."

"I can help you too."

Han Jianchuan ignored Xu Muzhe and cleared the table without saying a word.

Xu Muzhe was embarrassed to sit like a boss, so he followed Han Jianchuan, hoping to lend a hand.

In the end times, water is very scarce and we can’t wash dishes by running the tap like we used to.

Han Jianchuan took a wet rag and wiped the grease in the bowl bit by bit.

"Xu Muzhe." Han Jianchuan asked suddenly, "In your heart, who is more important, Xiao Zhi who has lost his memory, or..."

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "I am still important."

Xu Muzhe was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Does it make any difference? It's all you."

"There is a difference." Han Jianchuan turned his head and stared at Xu Muzhe sharply, "Which one do you like?"

Xu Muzhe thought for a moment and said firmly, "I told you before you lost your memory, I liked you. Otherwise, why would I always like to pester you every time you were in the lab?"

"Really?"

"Yes." Xu Muzhe nodded.

Han Jianchuan curled his lips and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

"If that were the case, you wouldn't be comparing us."

Xu Muzhe was completely stunned.

No way, Han Jianchuan is jealous of me?

Xu Muzhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hugged Han Jianchuan from behind, "No matter what you become, I like you."

Han Jianchuan was not comforted by his words. Instead, his face became even colder and he broke free from his embrace.

"Go out and don't bother me here."

Xu Muchhe: "..."