Reborn group pet, the boss begs for forgiveness

"It's so rare that you go out to write a novel and bring back a girl?" Uncle Sun was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling as he looked at the lovely girl in front of him who exuded warmth and sunny charm.

"She came here by herself." Kong Linxiu glanced at Wang Momo, who was already exhausted, and smiled.

Uncle Sun continued to fiddle with the bonsai in his hand and complained, "You forgot to lock the studio door again."

Momo looked up and instantly perked up, "Can I take a look?"

After feeding the mynah bird, Kong Linxiu picked a grape from the rack and took a bite. Then he opened the door of the room and the smell of paint in the air hit him in the face.

The studio is dimly lit at this moment, and the furnishings are simple and orderly. In the spacious space, easels and painting tools are neatly placed. The overall environment and atmosphere give people a relaxing feeling.

The owl squatting on the top of the cabinet watched all this with one eye closed.

Looking around, this guy is truly worthy of being called a male god, with all kinds of oil paintings hanging on the walls.

But the style of his works seems to be completely different from the previous exhibitions, which only have portraits of people, including men, women, old, young, some dressed as overbearing CEOs, and some dressed as little girls.

Wang Momo couldn't help but start to appreciate them. Overall, they were all in a classical realist style, with excellent depiction of details and layering of colors, giving people a solemn feeling.

But when she looked closely, she saw that each portrait had the same face. Wasn't it the face of the man in front of her? Momo was a little surprised.

In the middle of the studio, there was a piece of white cloth covering the easel. Curious, Wang Momo tried to lift it up to find out what was inside.

At this time, Kong Linxiu quickly stopped her naughty little hands and asked, "Do you really want to see it?"

Momo slowly withdrew her hands, rubbed them towards him devoutly, and replied, "Of course."

"I only paint real things. In fact, there are a lot of real things in the cabinet..." Kong Linxiu said while holding the handle of the cabinet next to him.

Momo stuttered in fear, "What, what is that?"

Kong Linxiu continued to stir up the atmosphere and frightened her by saying, "Guess. Maybe it was a dead body of a snake or insect that he found in the woods?"

When he started to open the cabinet door, Momo was so scared that she ran out of the studio and hid behind Uncle Sun.

At this time, the phone in the room rang, and Momo vaguely heard Kong Linxiu say something like you can choose to place an order online or pick up the item at home, but the rest is not clear. Momo guessed that a fan must have bought his paintings. He is worthy of being my idol, so awesome.

Uncle Sun took off one of his shoes and threw it at Kong Linxiu's handsome face, "I finally brought a girl back, and you scared her away again."

Perhaps Kong Linxiu himself felt that it was a bit too much, so he asked Momo seriously, "How can you not laugh after reading this?"

Momo hadn't recovered from the shock she had just experienced, and she stammered, "Of course."

However, she regretted it the next second and almost caused internal injuries.

As the cloth was opened, time seemed to stand still. On the canvas, there was a bride wearing a white veil and a white off-shoulder dress, holding a skull in her hands, as if they were telling each other something.

Momo was so absorbed in watching that she found herself in a queue. At the end of the long queue was a forest filled with smoke. Seeing that it was almost her turn, she kept leaning forward anxiously to look inside.

Then a man's voice came, "Why are you back again? You have one hour to choose whether to break up or keep your relationship."

Momo thought, am I dead? I am already dead, why do I have to answer multiple-choice questions within a time limit? ? ?

This was her reincarnation again. Every life she had was short-lived because she was unlucky. Every life she had had was ended in a hurry for some strange reason. At this moment, a bunch of familiar names floated before her eyes.

The man added: "If you want to break off the past relationship, use your fingertips to stroke it away. If you want to keep the past relationship, use your fingertips to touch the name."

Momo was confused and asked, "Huh? What does this mean?"

The man appeared in front of Momo from the mist and said impatiently, "Hurry up, I'm asking you to choose whether you will appear in each other's lives again..."

Momo asked again: "Then can I still keep the memories of this life?"

The man said firmly: "No, this is the 69th time you have come here to ask me the same question."

He put on a bitter face and said solemnly: "This time I gave you a job rookie and a homegirl. Don't end it so early again."

"Who is he? Will I meet him again in this life?" Momo saw a gentle and elegant man in the image of this life, but she could not remember who he was at all because all her memories of her past life had been erased.

It was he who killed Momo and caused her to fall into the endless cycle of human life.

"A girl he liked fell in love with the son of the Dark God, destroyed the Fuguang Forest, and started a war among the gods." The man explained.

In fact, the girl was framed. Before the God of Light fell into a deep sleep, he ordered his son to dispose of her. She begged him to believe her, but as the son of the God of Light, in order to ensure that the Tree of Life could successfully open a new world, he still reluctantly crushed the soul of his beloved girl into pieces in the Fuguang Forest under Mount Taifu.

And those fragments disappeared after being scattered, and because she had no complete fragments, she fell into the infinite confusion and reincarnation of human beings.

Over the years he has been trying to find the girl's soul fragments and a way to end her reincarnation.

So he stayed in Taifu Mountain, guarding the Fuguang Forest. He started a business of collecting and sending human soul fragments, and by the way, he saw if he could find her soul fragment.

"If I were that girl, I would definitely not see him."

Momo asked, "How do you know that I've been here for the 69th time? Don't you reincarnate?"

The man said with disdain: "This is not a matter for a human like you to worry about."

Momo asked again: "I'm just curious. Then who is in the image?"

The man was even more lazy to pay attention to her: "...I can't disclose this."

Momo apologized frustratedly, "I'm sorry."

The man, in turn, comforted her and said, "It doesn't matter, you will ask me the same question in every life."

Momo was getting aggressive again and asked, "Have you told me everything?"

"No, you have asked me this in every life." said the man.

Momo started to act hypocritical when she heard this: "Why didn't you tell me? I don't remember ever meeting him in this life."

The man was so worried that he said to her, "I don't want to see your next life, that is, the 70th time you come to me and ask me the same question."

Momo still had no intention of giving up and continued to ask: "Then are you Meng Po?"

The man had already pulled his hair into a flamingo shape and yelled, "Your time has come. Don't be so sloppy this time." The man was stunned and called her, "And, the, uh, answers are all in the studio. Next one..."

Then he urged Momo in this life to leave quickly, "Don't let me see you again."

After sending Momo away, he suddenly turned around and grovelled, "Young Master."

"Who was that just now?" asked the young master.

"A person who has gone through reincarnation." The man did not tell him that the girl was the one he had been thinking about. The man was stunned for a moment. He had just rushed her away before he could give her Meng Po soup.

The young master vowed: "I will not give up looking for her fragments."

The man asked with a trembling voice: "If you still meet in this life, but she hasn't forgotten you, what will be your ending?"

The young master frowned: "I don't know..."

At this time, Uncle Sun's voice sounded in Momo's ears, "It's your turn today, don't delay." It instantly brought her back to reality.

Momo shook her head subconsciously. When she saw Uncle Sun coming over and calling Kong Linxiu, she suddenly felt that this face and voice were so familiar, and she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, but she couldn't remember why.

Look at the bride in the painting again. Why does she have the same face as Kong Linxiu? Is he a cross-dresser? Does he have any special fetish?

Before Momo could ask, Kong Linxiu washed the paintbrush and watered the potted plants outside the house.

"You little brat, hurry up." Uncle Sun urged, and kicked Kong Linxiu who was still dawdling. But he was still asking Momo slowly, "Do you want to go to the front yard with me?"