Instantly, as Mu Anxiao was about to hit the ground, Feng Qishi, who fell with her, quickly reached out to support the back of her head while tightly holding her arm with the other hand, rapidly reversing their positions.
The next moment, Feng Qishi lay on the ground, with both of them making eye contact at close range.
At the same time, Zeng stopped in front of the temple gate and looked at Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi, asking, "Brother, Mu Anxiao, what are you two doing?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao immediately came to her senses, quickly moved her mouth away, and stood up, saying, "An accident, an accident." As she said this, she did not forget to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand.
Feng Qishi lay on the ground, pursing his lips slightly, and thought, *No way, I actually...* He blinked, his lips curved upward, and slowly stood up.
Zeng ignored Mu Anxiao and walked gracefully to Feng Qishi, saying, "Brother, I just saw your mouths... touch. Did she," he glanced at Mu Anxiao, "infect you with anything!"
As expected, a child is still a child; he couldn't understand some things.
However, even so, his words still provoked Mu Anxiao.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You wicked person!" Zeng glared at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao had anticipated Zeng's shift in attitude, but even so, he couldn't speak to her like that. Were the words "wicked person" used so casually?
In response, Mu Anxiao retorted, "How am I wicked?"
Zeng said, "You clearly know you have bad breath, yet you still did that," he pointed at Feng Qishi's mouth, "Aren't you wicked?" Mu Anxiao was speechless.
"..."
"You..."
"Alright, I'm the one involved and I don't dislike her, so what are you complaining about?" Feng Qishi said gently.
Zeng looked at Feng Qishi and said, "Brother, I'm standing up for you."
"You're quite righteous, kid," Feng Qishi chuckled.
Zeng smiled and said, "As long as it's for you, I'll be righteous."
"What about for her?" Feng Qishi pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Zeng glanced at Mu Anxiao with disdain and said, "It depends on my mood."
"It depends on my mood." Mu Anxiao finally understood that this brat's change of heart was purely due to a good mood, so for her own sake, she decided to remain silent.
"Oh? So what you just said was also because you were in a good mood?" Feng Qishi asked.
"That was sincere, but I just couldn't stand her treating you like that," Zeng continued to harp on the issue.
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao, whose face had turned ashen, and deliberately changed the subject, "Alright, what are we having for lunch?"
"We just finished breakfast," Zeng replied.
Feng Qishi smiled, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"I don't know," Zeng shook his head.
Mu Anxiao said, "Before we eat lunch, clean the cobwebs on the beams inside."
"Didn't you clean them yesterday?" Zeng asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You said you cleaned them thoroughly, so how are there still cobwebs?"
"If I remember correctly, it was you and another guy who cleaned those beams yesterday, wasn't it?"
Yesterday, Mu Anxiao had assigned tasks quite reasonably. She had asked Zeng and another boy, a few years older than him, to clean the cobwebs on the beams together.
Halfway through the cleaning, those two started fooling around.
At the time, because there were other people present, she felt too embarrassed to say anything and thought she would deal with it later. Unexpectedly, her unreliable mind forgot about it. Now that she remembered, it was too late.
Zeng: "..."
Feng Qishi asked, "Is that so?"
Zeng didn't dare to lie and nodded.
Seeing Zeng's hesitant silence, Feng Qishi couldn't help but recall his own helplessness when being criticized by his mother at the same age.
Then, Feng Qishi reached out and patted Zeng's shoulder, "Let's go, I'll accompany you."
"Brother."
"Let's go," Feng Qishi pointed at the wet ground, "Silly Mu, clean this up."
"Got it," Mu Anxiao responded listlessly.
Thus, Feng Qishi took Zeng back to the dilapidated temple.
Mu Anxiao picked up the broom and as she cleaned, a scene suddenly surfaced in her mind.
The person in that scene was not her, but... Wan Sha.
Immediately, she stopped sweeping and walked to the well, looking around. She muttered, "This place looks so familiar." As she said this, she tilted her head back and looked at the sky.
A gust of wind blew, and Mu Anxiao's eyes widened. She turned sharply to look at Wan Sha, who had stopped not far from her, and asked, "Why are you here?"
"It seems you really have many enemies," Wan Sha said.
Mu Anxiao didn't understand Wan Sha's words for a moment and frowned, asking, "What do you mean?"
"You remember Ah Xia's past, but not mine," Wan Sha said.
Originally, Mu Anxiao thought Ah Xia wouldn't reveal their grievances to others. Who knew that things weren't as she thought? Especially seeing the resentment in Wan Sha's eyes, she couldn't help but feel scared.
"I..."
After uttering one word, Mu Anxiao suddenly remembered that Ah Xia was also a difficult person to deal with. If Ah Xia was not as important to her as Wan Sha, then ultimately, it would still be a mess.
But if... Wan Sha's situation was more complicated, and Ah Xia's was simpler, that was also possible.
This situation was quite troublesome for Mu Anxiao, leaving her helpless.
"..."
"You're only saying half the story, what do you mean?" Wan Sha asked impatiently.
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips and chuckled, "I... I just forgot."
"Why do you remember Ah Xia's past?" Wan Sha asked.
"I... I don't know."
"You intentionally forgot about me, didn't you?"
At this moment, Mu Anxiao also wondered where exactly her memory had gone wrong.
Following this, she lowered her head and began to recall the scene again.
"....." Mu Anxiao.
"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"
Wan Sha's words instantly pulled Mu Anxiao out of her reverie. She raised her head, looked at Wan Sha again, and said, "I didn't intentionally forget you."
"Then why don't you remember my past?"
"Are you familiar with this place?" Mu Anxiao suddenly asked.
Wan Sha frowned slightly, looked around, and asked, "Why are you asking me this?"
"To be honest, I saw your shadow here," Mu Anxiao said seriously.
At first, Mu Anxiao was unsure if the person in her memory was Wan Sha, but after recalling it again, she was certain. She even felt that this matter was not so simple!
"I am here, so of course, you can see my shadow," Wan Sha replied.
Wan Sha hadn't asked, and Mu Anxiao hadn't felt that her question was problematic. After Wan Sha said this, Mu Anxiao thought about it again and rephrased, "Are you familiar with this place?"
Listening to Mu Anxiao's words, Wan Sha looked around again, and finally fixed her gaze on the well, "I am quite familiar with this well."