CHAPTER 109: CHAPTER 109: CAN’T THINK OF A TITLE

"Xu Mo!"

The creature saw that the fox on the snowy ground was no longer capable of resistance and vanished into the air with the wind.

Ruan Li released the doorknob and ran towards him.

She knelt beside the frail, dying fox and channeled her inner Life Force continuously into his body.

The wind and snow mixed with frost quickly buried the figure of the human and the fox in the snow.

Layer upon layer of snow covered and condensed.

Ruan Li did not know how long she waited. She brushed away the thick snow on Xu Mo’s body and lay on his chest.

A faint heartbeat was beating slowly.

She continued to channel her inner Life Force to him. Through the massive wound, new flesh gradually grew; shattered organs healed once more, every layer of flesh and tissue interwoven bit by bit, and new cells frantically decomposed.

An entire snowfield covered in bloodstains was once again buried by new snow.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Ruan Li shivered with cold, tightly hugging the fox, exhaling one breath after another of cold, condensed white vapor.

"Xu Mo, Xu Mo, wake up."

The heartbeat gradually became steadier and stronger. Ruan Li still held his chest tightly, not daring to let go.

The sheer amount of blood had terrified her.

Clearly, the fox could have evaded the creature’s attack, but why didn’t he run...

The snow in the sky fell like pure white petals scattered all over, completely burying those embracing in the snow.

Until the suppressed whimper of a fox broke the silent snowfield, he gently took the small female in his mouth and placed her on his body, the enormous tail covering her frame.

A red figure trudged alone through the pure white snow.

Warm water enveloped her entire body, the coldness to the bone hard to dispel.

A coarse tongue licked her cheeks over and over again.

Yet the small female in the bathtub remained with eyes tightly closed, melting snowwater rolling off her thick eyelashes before being licked clean by the fox.

The fox silently licked her over and over, seemingly hoping this would awaken the small female.

But as time ticked by, apart from hearing her faint breathing, he still did not see her awaken.

The fox transformed into human form, his figure more slender and taller than that of a youth, his brows and eyes elegant and serene, with a high nose and thin lips slightly pursed, his physique more robust. The originally vague lines became clearer, drawn across his body exuding a mature aura.

Yet compared to Xu Mo, he still appeared younger and more tender.

The small female slept on, unaware that the small fox seemed to have grown a little.

He pursed his lips, helpless and silently watching the person in the bathtub.

Then, as if making a decision, he stepped into the water with his long, lean legs.

Skin separated by a thin film of water, temperature rising continuously from the heat.

Every inch fit closely as he used his fiery body to warm the small female’s soft, cold body, his lowered eyes showing not a hint of desire, cloaking the small female earnestly and quietly with his body heat.

Fingers intertwined, slender hands tightly clasped together, the embrace felt equally crowded and constraining.

Such an intimate scene, yet due to his restrained, indifferent expression, there was an added touch of purity that left one marveling.

Even in breathing, he refused to press heavily on her.

With body temperatures exchanging, open and sincere, miraculously as if from a fairytale.

Xu Mo felt the small female’s body temperature gradually returning to normal, he stood up and held her in his arms.

The sound of splashing water broke the silence of the bathroom like a sharp blade.

The steamy mist blurred their outlines, Xu Mo looked down at Ruan Li in his arms, red eyes flashing with complex emotions.

His arms securely lifted her and, wrapping her in a dry towel, he left the bathroom.

A weak lamp was the only light in the bedroom, Xu Mo patiently dried her wet hair before placing her steadily on the bed, covering her with a blanket.

Shadows draped over the man’s handsome brow, he silently gazed at the person sleeping on the bed, lost in thought until he realized his own distraction, he pursed his lips and lowered his gaze, unwilling to look further.

When Ruan Li awoke, she saw someone sitting in a chair not far away.

She blinked, feeling as if the person sitting and seemingly sleeping was Xu Mo, yet not quite Xu Mo.

The overly similar appearance made Ruan Li instinctively feel close.

"Xu Mo... thirsty..."

Her throat was dry and hoarse, unable to utter words.

The man sitting in the chair was awakened by her call, slowly raised his head to look at her, and then silently got up to pour a cup of honey water, handing it to Ruan Li.

After drinking the water to soothe her throat, Ruan Li carefully focused her gaze on Xu Mo.

Was it her imagination?

Why did it feel as if Xu Mo had grown a little more?

Under her intense scrutiny, the man’s ears visibly turned red, yet he still did not raise his eyes to look at her.

Why does it seem his personality has become more reserved?

Ruan Li bit her lip, feeling a bit strange.

"Xu Mo, have you grown a little?" she asked curiously, reaching out to measure, noticing that not only had his face become more mature, even his physique seemed more defined.

"...Yes, I can remember some things now." His voice sounded cold and restrained.

"What can you remember? Everything?"

Xu Mo met Ruan Li’s expectant gaze and slowly shook his head: "I can only remember things before leaving the research lab."

Sure enough, those dazzling bright eyes instantly dimmed considerably.

The man’s fist clenched tightly at his side, feeling a great blockage in his chest.

It’s always like this...

Always thinking of only that man.

Even though Xu Mo knew he was him, they didn’t share the same memories, or even character and habits.

He had seen the outside world, enjoyed freedom, and possessed a female who loved and cared for him.

Whereas he was merely a defective product cultivated in a lab, kept in a nurturing pod, facing countless needles and medicines every day, never having seen the sunlight, only encountering cold robots and walls white to the point of blinding.

They were not the same.

Ruan Li’s gaze fell on Xu Mo, only to find his current expression somewhat strange.

The atmosphere was also eerily silent.

"Xu Mo, how are you feeling physically, is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

"Mm, I’m fine."

The man stood in front of her, obviously expressionless, yet for some reason making her heart tremble.

His gaze fixed on Ruan Li.

Ruan Li felt a bit at a loss; she handed him the empty cup she held, "I finished it."

The man took the cup without a word and placed it on the nearby table.

"Click."

A soft sound, and the only light in the room was turned off.

"Why did you suddenly turn off the light?" Ruan Li clutched the quilt in front of her, asking.

It was indeed sudden.

She hadn’t even adjusted to the bedroom suddenly devoid of any light.

"It’s time to sleep, it’s dark now." The man’s low, husky voice rang out.

"Oh, alright then."

Ruan Li couldn’t see the outline in front of her but instinctively felt something amiss.