The improved female villains regained their memories.

"What's wrong?" Yang Pingsheng wasn't quite used to calling it by its name, so he omitted the subject.

"Of course I'm worried about you and Mo... nothing, meow."

Qi Feng grinned.

Not to mention Yang Pingsheng's complicated feelings towards Qi Feng, Qi Feng's own feelings were even more complicated.

It first met Yang Pingsheng and Jiang Mochang, and through more than a thousand reincarnations, it witnessed the story of the Mangrove Gang.

But within the more than ten thousand reincarnations hidden in Yang Pingsheng's soul, it also witnessed the story of Yang Pingsheng and the female villains.

The villains' personalities, their interactions, and the burning passion within them dazzled it. Now, it could easily tell what each villain liked to eat and how they liked to interact with Yang Pingsheng.

Being able to recite it backwards is a good thing.

It was originally on Jiang Mochang's side, but now it doesn't dare to make any guarantees.

Because I've seen it, no one is more moved by the villain's obsession.

It originally didn't want to bother Yang Pingsheng with this question at this critical juncture, but since he came to ask again today, it thought about it and decided to bring it up anyway: "Pingsheng, I have a question for you, meow."

"what?"

"I want to ask, if, I mean if, Ye Buxin's matter is resolved and you are the one who wins in the end, then what will happen to these villains, meow?"

good question.

Yang Pingsheng remained silent for a while before answering: "I don't have those memories from before, so if I regain my memories in the future, let the future me answer."

“But, but, meow.” Qi Feng hurriedly said, “Whether it’s the you of the future, the you of the present, or the you of the past, isn’t it all you? Does that mean you’re not you if you don’t have memories? That answer doesn’t count, meow.”

Yes, whether in the past, present, or future, isn't Yang Pingsheng still Yang Pingsheng?

“In the end, the feeling is still different…” Yang Pingsheng said, “Let alone the future, I myself am quite confused right now.”

Confused about the meaning of their existence, confused about their own actions.

Back in the main world, if Qi Feng hadn't given him a boost, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Xiaoyu's obsession and the shattering of his sword soul heart have dealt him a great blow. It's already quite remarkable that he's managed to hold on until now.

Qi Feng sighed, knowing that Yang Pingsheng was right.

Ye Buxin's plan was truly fatal. From the moment Yang Pingsheng lost in the Eighth World, everything that followed was beyond his control.

He controls people's hearts and minds; his name reflects his character.

“I understand, meow,” Qi Feng said. “But, in my life, I feel…”

It opened its mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Ultimately, what gives it the right to make decisions for Yang Pingsheng?

Even though... it really wanted to see Jiang Mochang and Yang Pingsheng together.

It had no choice in the matter, so it sighed and let it be.

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After dinner, Wen Shihan secretly went to find Yang Pingsheng.

"Brother, don't study tomorrow. I want to take him out to play for a day."

Yang Pingsheng, who was cramming on the Book of Songs, looked up at Wen Shihan and asked, "What's wrong?"

“He’s been studying for so long, let him rest,” Wen Shihan said. “I’m worried that the pressure of studying is too much, and I want him to relax a bit.”

It is justifiable and irrefutable.

Yang Pingsheng put down his book, deciding to have a good talk with her: "Xiao Han..."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll bring him back soon," Wen Shihan said. "I promise!"

"........"

Yang Pingsheng paused for a moment, but decided to finish his sentence: "Although [Net One] is a tenth-grade magic weapon, only the core is damaged. It can manipulate time and use the past to influence the future, but right now, it is limited to one person."

"Do you understand what I mean, Xiaohan?"

"Understood." Wen Shihan replied with a smile: "Brother is the one who activated Network One, and the timeline will be automatically repaired. At that time, Qi Feng and I will disappear from that child's memory, and the only memory he retains is that of brother."

Yang Pingsheng nodded and said, "So, Xiao Han, you'd better not..."

“It’s alright, brother. I won’t be sad or upset, because I’ve always been right here beside you.”

"........."

The evening breeze ruffled Wen Shihan's hair, and her voice suddenly lowered, making it impossible for Yang Pingsheng to discern her emotions: "But after all, I promised that child that I would stay by his side."

My brother in the past, and my brother now.

Wen Shihan understood that it was all one person, but even so, she couldn't bear to see her brother alone while she couldn't be by his side.

She had already experienced amnesia, and she knew what it felt like. If this was going to happen to her brother, she didn't want to do nothing.

"Brother..."

She straightened her back and gave Yang Pingsheng a sly smile:

"Now I'm your older sister."

"......"

Xiao Han has her own ideas now; she's no longer the little girl who just follows him around.

Yang Pingsheng stood up and tapped her forehead: "If you cry when we part, I won't comfort you."

“I’m still by my brother’s side, why would I cry?” Wen Shihan smiled.

"Just for one day, don't say anything strange about my past self."

"Thank you, brother!"

Wen Shihan ran out.

The wind suddenly picked up, and he could only vaguely make out Wen Shihan's figure.

Time will correct everything, and in the end, all that will remain is him as a gentleman.

Parting is inevitable. No matter what, the past self will still say goodbye to them and walk towards the future alone.

Qi Feng jumped onto the table and licked his hand.

Yang Pingsheng asked it, "Was I afraid of parting in the past?"

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Wen Shihan pushed open the wooden door, where Xiao Yangpingsheng was waiting for her.

Seeing her come in, he quickly stepped forward, looking at Wen Shihan with expectant eyes, and asked, "Sister, has the master agreed?"

"Yes." Wen Shihan nodded with a smile: "He agreed."

"it is good!"

Xiao Yang smiled and nodded vigorously.

He was indeed different from other children; he restrained all his emotions, even his happiness.

Yang Pingsheng needed to stabilize the Great Dao Mark tonight, so they didn't go to see him, but instead lay in bed together.

Wen Shihan asked him, "Do you like your older sister?"

Xiao Yang answered decisively, "I like it."

He had never met someone as good as his older sister before, and he couldn't believe he could meet someone as good as her.

Although three months have passed, everything that has happened feels like a dream.

"Your older sister is asking you, if one day someone else treats you as well as your older sister, would you like that person?"

"what........"

A difficult question to answer.

Xiao Yang had no idea what the point of her question was, and after thinking for a long time, he finally answered, "Yes."

His older sister was good to him, and his husband was good to him too. He liked his older sister, and he liked his husband as well.

Wen Shihan smiled and replied, "That won't do. If you do that, your older sister won't be nice to you anymore. Anyway, there are other people who are nice to you."

"what........"

Xiao Yang thought his older sister was talking about the teacher, so he quickly replied, "Then I just don't like the teacher."

Wen Shihan shook his head: "Sister isn't talking about Mr., Sister is saying that there are other women who will be your sister and treat you well."

Xiao Yang's mind was about to explode.

He thought for a long time before answering, "Then I..."

"Then you should beat that woman badly and make her get lost." The ruthless person revealed her true colors at this moment. In the darkness, she smiled eerily: "You only have one older sister. Other women who are nice to you or think of your older sister all have ulterior motives, understand?"

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Main world

Luo Benmo, who was repeatedly drawing portraits, suddenly sneezed.

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"Okay, I got it!" Xiao Yangping nodded vigorously.

Wen Shihan laughed even more happily, hugged him in his arms, and rubbed his head hard.

Dark clouds outside obscured the moon, blocking out the last ray of light, and darkness rose, with eerie energy permeating the surrounding corners.

It is cold and damp.

But all Xiao Yang ever felt was warmth.

"Sister, don't worry, I only recognize you as my sister," Yang Pingsheng whispered, nestled in Wen Shihan's arms.

He was getting sleepy, and his eyes slowly closed.

In any case, he is certain...

'It's a pity, you'll forget eventually.'