Sand Sculpture Cannon Fodder and Overlord's Thousand Layer Routine

There was no response, only the chirping of insects from the lush trees outside the window.

Mu Xiaoxi has been sleeping.

He didn't know when his consciousness slowly condensed, and then he remembered...

After hearing Xia Cen's confession, he fell down the stairs in fright.

The moment he fell, he heard Xia Cen calling his name, and fell into darkness.

Now, he feels that his consciousness is very clear in his head, but he seems to be locked in a blank and bright room, there is nothing around him, and he cannot hear the sound outside.

"Am I on the verge of death?" Mu Xiaoxi talked to himself in this brain cage.

"More like a coma," he thought.

I don't know what's going on outside now.Is baby... all right?Xia Cen... Thinking of Xia Cen, Mu Xiaoxi thought of that terrible fact again.

Xia Cen was reborn.It was because of Mu Xiaoxi from the previous life that Xia Cen stared at him from the beginning.

Mu Xiaoxi curled up into a small ball in her conscious world.He recalled every detail of Xia Cen's time with him, so much sweetness and happiness.In fact, he wasn't sorry for himself, he had earned so much happiness by stealing it.

He was even more heartbroken for Xia Cen. Xia Cen thought in his heart that he had made up for the regret, but in fact he had changed to another person.So he dared not face Xia Cen.

The space of consciousness is just a piece of gentle pure white, without temperature.But Mu Xiaoxi, who was floating in his consciousness, felt a chill.

He couldn't help hugging himself and muttering: "Xia Cen..."

Why he still can't help wanting to see Xia Cen.

At this time, snowflakes fell from the top of his head.The pure white snowflakes fluttered one after another, Mu Xiaoxi raised his head in surprise, how could it snow in his consciousness space?

He looked up, and a figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

Mu Xiaoxi recognized that the person who came was "Lang Yunian", the system administrator he had met before.

"Mu Xiaoxi, we meet again." This time the administrator had a trace of helplessness on his face.

Mu Xiaoxi was very calm at this moment, he asked, "Am I going to die?"

The administrator looked up at the snowflakes in the consciousness space: "No. Your body is still alive, but your consciousness is at a very blurred boundary. One side is the world you are in, and the other side is the system."

Mu Xiaoxi was a little dazed, he asked, "Are you here to take me away?"

The administrator said: "I'm not a grim reaper. But if you are willing to return to the system, I will not refuse you."

He glanced at the sky again, as if looking at a non-existent clock, and urged Mu Xiaoxi: "Time is running out. Make a decision quickly, whether to stay in this world forever, or return to the cannon fodder system with me."

Mu Xiaoxi closed his eyes and made a decision.

He said: "Administrator, you told me before that the freedom of choice will also be painful. I didn't quite understand it at the time. Now I know... I choose to wake up and stay in this world."

He chose to be Mu Xiaoxi.Even if he knew the source of Xia Cen's love, he still wanted to be Mu Xiaoxi.

The figure of the administrator gradually faded away: "Mu Xiaoxi, you are officially unbound from the cannon fodder system. The system will exchange all your remaining points and return the things you deposited in the system to you."

"What?" Just as Mu Xiaoxi finished speaking, there was a strong wind, and snowflakes flew all over the sky.He raised his hand to shield his eyes and face.

After the blizzard raged, the space of consciousness returned to calm.Mu Xiaoxi slowly opened his eyes, the administrator disappeared, and he was the only one left here again.It was just different from before, the ground was covered with a layer of pure white snow, he was attracted by an indescribable force, and couldn't help but walk into the depths of the snow.

Somehow, he felt that there was something there.

After a while, there were ruts from sudden braking on the snow, as well as spots of blood.

He unconsciously walked forward along the bloodstains...

A car crashed into the side of the road, under the dim streetlights, the damage was serious, the front half of the car was deformed, it was horrible.At this moment, Mu Xiaoxi heard a faint groan from the co-pilot.

That voice was very familiar to Mu Xiaoxi.He ran over, and sure enough the co-pilot was Xia Cen, bleeding from his forehead, semi-conscious.

"Xia Cen, Xia Cen!" Mu Xiaoxi hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt, trying to drag him out of the car.

"Xia Cen wake up! I'll help you!" Mu Xiaoxi almost cried.

Xia Cen slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Mu Xiaoxi and grabbed Mu Xiaoxi's wrist suddenly: "Don't move, Xiaoxi. Don't move." His voice was soft but firm.

Mu Xiaoxi was stunned. He suddenly found himself sitting in the driver's seat of this car, and at some point became the person who experienced this scene.Following Xia Cen's gaze, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest—the blood was gushing out, and the dark purple blood stain on the blue shirt expanded rapidly. In just ten seconds, his chest was soaked in blood .

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi." Xia Cen's voice sounded too desperate.He fumbled with his jacket to stop the stream from bleeding, but only

Mu Xiaoxi wanted to say something, but he only felt cold.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Whose memory is this?Will other people's memories be so real?

He wanted to raise his hand, touch Xia Cen again, kiss Xia Cen again, he still had a lot to say to Xia Cen, but he had no strength left.

Xia Cen fell into a frenzy, his eyes were red, and he pressed Mu Xiaoxi's wound tightly: "Xiaoxi, don't fall asleep, don't close your eyes, talk to me!"

Mu Xiaoxi moved his lips, he only said three words.

"Forget about me..."

Forget about me and live well.

This is the last sentence he said to Xia Cen in his previous life, the last sentence to this world.

He is Mu Xiaoxi.Mu Xiaoxi was him.

It was snowing that day and they had a car accident.

He never thought that his farewell to Xia Cen would be so sudden.Although it wasn't pretty, he thought Xia Cen must understand what he meant.

The tranquil white swallowed everything again, and a strong light flashed.

Mu Xiaoxi seemed to have fallen into a deep tunnel.Countless pictures flashed in the tunnel.He understood that this was all his memory, the memory of his previous life.The end of the last memory is the car accident.

He was pulled into the system moments before he died in a car accident.

A voice told him: "Mu Xiaoxi, follow me."

"Are you the god of death?"

"I am not the god of death. This is the cannon fodder subject to the system. According to your last words 'forget me', your memory will be temporarily saved and managed by the system."

"What...? Wait!"

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"Mu Xiaoxi, you are officially unbound from the cannon fodder system. The system will exchange all your remaining points and return the things you deposited in the system to you."

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The long memory tunnel ended, and Mu Xiaoxi landed heavily. He breathed for air desperately, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Mu Xiaoxi finally had the actual feeling of returning to the real world.The curtains in the room were drawn, the light was very dark, his eyes adapted immediately, the white walls of the ward, flowers on the coffee table...

He lay on the bed, turned his head slightly, and saw Xia Cen lying beside his bed.A lot of memories from his previous life came back to his mind all of a sudden, his head was hot and he was still dizzy, but he couldn't help but want to call Xia Cen loudly.

He reached out and touched Xia Cen's hair.

"Xia...Cen..." He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, his voice became hoarse and his voice was weak.

Xia Cen woke up suddenly, and he stared at Mu Xiaoxi in a daze.

He thought he was dreaming.

"How long have I been asleep?" Xiaoxi asked slowly.

Xia Cen finally let out a long sigh. He held Xiaoxi's hand and pressed it to his face, feeling each other's body temperature: "81 days."

He pressed the remote to open the curtains.

The bright and clear sunlight came in in the morning, and Mu Xiaoxi saw that the tops of the trees by the window had already glowed a beautiful golden color, which looked mature in autumn.

"The baby is fine, she came home last week. Now she is being taken care of by her father and a nanny. My mother is also here, and she gives the baby early music lessons every day..."

"Everything is fine at home. You don't have to worry about the company."

Xia Cen hurriedly told Xiaoxi what happened during this period.

Xiaoxi just listened silently.

After Xia Cen finished speaking, he noticed Xiaoxi's silence and knew that he couldn't get around the topic of the night of the accident.

He asked: "Xiaoxi, if you can't accept what I said that night. Just treat it as a dream of mine, as long as you follow your heart and stay with me."

Xiaoxi asked: "I also had a dream just now... a dream about a car accident."

Xia Cen's eyes trembled.

Xiaoxi held Xia Cen's finger: "After the car accident, what was the last word I said to you?"

Xia Cen lowered his head, kissed Xiaoxi's hand, choked up and said, "You said, 'forget about me'."

Mu Xiaoxi couldn't help it either, tears slid from the corners of her eyes to her temples: "Why didn't you..."

Xia Cen finally said this long confession: "How could I forget you and live a good life? I can't do it."

Mu Xiaoxi cried and laughed.

It turned out to be like this, he forgot about himself, but Xia Cen helped him remember everything.

He once again promised Xia Cen: "Xia Cen, I'm back, and I won't leave you."