I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Mu Mu must be in excruciating pain in her chest right now, right?

Therefore, Yan Ziming went to great lengths to avoid seeing Mu Mu in a way she didn't want to see.

After thinking it over, this is the only thing that can make her happy...

Using love and affection.

A few seconds later, their lips separated.

Yan Ziming's gaze lingered on her face, his arms still around Mu Mu's waist, as he said, "If this makes you feel any better..."

Mu Mu suddenly realized, and then, as if venting her anger, she tightly gripped Yan Ziming, teasing her inside her mouth. After a brief separation, their pink tongues intertwined again, the joy of their reunion carrying an intoxicating fragrance and sweetness, each vying to imprint their scent on the other's warm lips and teeth.

"Hmm... Hah~~"

Yan Ziming was breathless from her kiss, yet he offered only subtle resistance, feigning reluctance.

The kiss lasted for several minutes, until Yan Ziming was almost suffocating, before their lips finally parted, both gazing at each other with seductive eyes.

Before Yan Ziming could say anything, Mu Mu pouted like a wronged little girl and said, "You're cheating!"

"Ha...ha..." Yan Ziming was still panting heavily, her sweet breath constantly escaping from her cherry-like mouth, forming a thick white mist.

"What did I do wrong? You should be the one who's not allowed to cheat! You have to accept the loss!"

"Woo——!!!"

Mu Mu couldn't argue with her, so she simply let it go. Then she buried her face in Yan Ziming's ample chest, huffing and puffing, as if transferring her resentment at losing the duel to Yan Ziming in this way.

She was unwilling to accept her defeat, so unwilling!

Because Yan Ziming didn't break through her Milky Way Realm head-on at all; he used another method!

What breaks through the galactic boundaries is the ultimate attack and the ultimate speed.

When Yan Zimo used the Spear of Victory to break a hole in the Milky Way Realm, he rushed out at a speed exceeding that of light, completely catching Mu Mu off guard.

You tacticians have dirty minds!

"Well, well... don't be like that. The challenge is about going in and coming out, it didn't mean you have to break through with brute force..."

Yan Ziming couldn't do anything about her, after all, he had used some trickery involved.

Holding Mu Mu in her arms, Yan Ziming watched the fireworks bloom across the sky, and a beautiful scene appeared in her mind—humanity had completely eliminated the threat of mutated species, the whole country was jubilant, fireworks and firecrackers filled the sky, and every family was filled with happy smiles. Her family had come to the highest point in the city and could take in the whole scene of this peaceful and prosperous world.

For a moment, she was somewhat mesmerized.

Will that day ever come?

"what!"

Upon realizing that her earlobe had entered a warm and moist environment, Yan Ziming let out an unexpected "Ah!"

Turning her head, she realized that Mu Mu was burying his face in her neck, gently biting her earlobe, and Yan Ziming blushed.

"No... not now! Qianxue and Xian'er are still waiting for us!"

"I don't care, you beat me using those methods, you have to pay a price!"

Yan Ziming hummed and hawed a few times, "You're too petty!"

"It's because it's small that it can only hold you."

"..."

Caught off guard by her sweet talk, Yan Ziming was speechless, yet he was powerless against her charms.

It has a sweetness with a hint of coolness, just right, like the refreshing and comforting lotus seed soup she makes.

Let's stay a little longer...

Before they knew it, they had sat on the edge of the building. The crowd below surged like ants, and the lights of thousands of homes added a unique touch to the scene.

After watching for a while, Yan Ziming's gaze suddenly turned to another place, where space was distorted and a delicate figure appeared in the void.

That night, a thousand snowflakes fell.

When she saw that Yan Ziming was indeed there, she was about to shout out excitedly, but when she saw Mu Mu lying on Yan Ziming's chest like a punching bag, her survival instinct made her quickly cover her mouth and not make a sound.

What a joke! If Mu Mu knew that she had seen her in such an embarrassing state, she would be finished!

I'm afraid they'll be trained to lose that part of their memory.

Ye Qianxue wanted to slip away.

She turned and tiptoed away, but how could her arrival possibly escape Mu Mu's notice?

Suddenly, Mu Mu, who was in Yan Ziming's arms, snapped his fingers. Ye Qianxue's body immediately made a 180-degree turn and stepped to her side, where Mu Mu hugged her tightly.

"My dear disciple...where do you want to go?"

"Huh?! Qianxue came to comfort Master Sister..."

Ye Qianxue poked her index fingers together, looking at her with a mixture of fear and sincerity. Mu Mu couldn't help but sigh and smile helplessly.

"Qianxue".

"Eh?!"

When Mu Mu called her name after a long time, Ye Qianxue jumped.

"Happy New Year."

Ye Qianxue was stunned for a moment, then her smile returned, and she threw herself into Mu Mu's arms. "Happy New Year, Master Sister~~"

Happy New Year, Qianxue.

"Yes, Happy New Year, Big Sister~~"

Yan Ziming patted his sister's head, his dreamy gaze sweeping over the entire city, and said, "Happy New Year."

A soft whisper, carried away by the wind.

No one knows, perhaps not even Yan Ziming herself, who this blessing is for, but she knows it will definitely reach someone's heart...

18. The light that belongs to her

The city of Bei'an was filled with a festive atmosphere.

As if to abandon the pain of last year, people were making a ruckus, and even those who usually go to bed early were having a blast in the streets.

Lights were on everywhere, children were playing by the roadside, and laughter filled the street, giving it a hint of a peaceful and prosperous time.

"Bright red lanterns hang high, illuminating the courtyard and reflecting smiling faces; lanterns and decorations abound, drums and gongs resound, firecrackers crackle, and fireworks light up the sky..."

"The next program is..."

The large screen in the square was playing this year's Spring Festival Gala, and the sounds of gongs and drums could be heard from time to time, creating a festive atmosphere.

On the bustling streets, there is a person who is detached from worldly affairs, moving about like a ghost.

Liu Mengxian wore only a blue-purple fitted cheongsam, shivering in the cold wind, yet she seemed so otherworldly.

Watching the program playing on the large screen in the square, perhaps finding it somewhat interesting, she casually found a seat and sat down, a slight smile involuntarily appearing on her lips.

Whether she was genuinely laughing or just laughing because she remembered something, she was definitely immersed in the atmosphere.

Everyone acted as if they hadn't seen her, constantly passing by, their shadows overlapping on the ground before disappearing into the depths of the shadows.

"Now let's begin the New Year countdown: 20, 19, 18, 17..."

Suddenly, a clock appeared in the lower right corner of the big screen, displaying the time. There were less than twenty seconds left, representing 23:59 of a year, before it would be zero.

This year is coming to an end.

The new year is approaching.

"Seven, six, five,..."

Liu Mengxian also started counting down quietly, her eyes glued to the string of numbers. Many passersby stopped to watch; she was just one of the many people waiting for this moment.

"Four, three, two, one... zero!!!"

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the string of numbers turned into four zeros, the surrounding noise suddenly increased by eight degrees, and the lights blazed on in that instant.

"Happy New Year!"

Wishing you prosperity and peace...

As if it were some kind of eternal and unchanging rule, the long-accumulated blessings of the people filled the entire street, and Liu Mengxian was infected by this atmosphere.

She really wanted to fit in.

But, she couldn't do it.

"Happy New Year?"

A blessing that sounded like self-comforting escaped Liu Mengxian's lips, but it was drowned out by the rest of the sound without even making a splash.

In the vast sea of ​​people, it was as if she didn't exist, and there was no one she could utter those words to.

Snow began to fall from the sky.

The water droplets fell on Liu Mengxian's thin clothes, wetting her garments and landing on her hair, making her look like a snow doll.

Boom—boom boom boom boom—splash splash splash...