Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

But, not much continued.

Apart from the new funds allocated to Bronya, Nian Lun only had the salary card he had before he recovered his memory.

There was originally about 5 yuan in my old salary card. Apart from daily expenses, I spent some money on buying a few sets of clothes for Yuexia and Guanxing.

Later, I also gave some money to Guanxing to manage the accounts.

There is about 10 yuan in the new bank card, which was given by my wife...

If you think about it more broadly, it's even more terrifying.

Rings, weddings, casual clothes, etc...

The problem can be solved with just one set of tools. Perhaps this is what you have to pay for being fickle.

Nian Lun felt a little relieved.

I used to be able to play some musical instruments, and now I can still do some things.

Otherwise, if I traveled through time, I, the former captain, would have to wash the deck.

The more I think about it, the more jade it becomes.

He even wanted to lie down and live off a rich woman.

Bronya is a big boss, not to mention that Gray Shu is also a well-known illustrator, and Aponia seems to have quite a bit of savings...

And Eden is an even bigger star.

Gee...

It seems that living off others is pretty good.

As he was thinking about this, Nian Lun and Grace had already arrived downstairs of the company.

Grace reluctantly let go of Nian Lun's arm - because her work location was different and there was a special department.

Nian Lun naturally doesn't have any department, he is a special employee of the big boss Bronya.

"Remember to have lunch together."

"Well, I'll pick you up."

After hearing Nian Lun's reply, Grace left in her sandals.

Nian Lun could feel the gazes from all around him...

Well, it’s a bit irritating.

However, Nian Lun still took another look at the white silk that Grace had specially changed into.

The one who understands me is Gray.

Putting aside his strange hobby, Nian Lun went to Bronya's office.

As expected, I met Ai Yi on the road.

It's quite amazing.

Nian Lun could clearly feel that Ai Yi's attitude was slightly different. She seemed to be trying to gain his favor in a normal way.

It’s not that I express it too enthusiastically, but I am still making deliberate contact.

It’s like the feeling of falling in love with a newly appointed senior sister, where the warm hospitality easily develops.

"Mr. Nian Lun, long time no see. What work do you have today?"

——Yes, that’s the feeling.

Nian Lun looked a little strange.

After all, Ai Yi appeared many times, and judging from his fragmentary memories and intuition, she should have traveled through time as well.

It's just that she thought she still didn't remember anything, so she used ordinary contact methods to contact herself.

"I'm here to turn in the song I wrote earlier today. After all, the deadline is coming soon."

"Hey, remember Mr. Nian Lun just wrote a new song last time? It also received unanimous praise from the project department."

"As long as everyone likes it."

"But Mr. Nian Lun is really talented. He has a new song in just a few days. I will wait and see."

"Thank you so much... Aiyi-senpai is so warm and friendly. Thank you for your concern."

I have to say, this sounds really nice...

If Nian Lun had not prepared in advance, he might have been blown away.

Especially if his memory had not been restored, he might have been eaten by Ai before he met Yuexia and Guanxing.

"Are you going to see the boss? I have something to do."

"Well... let's go together then."

Although Nian Lun has been lacking in nutrition lately, it is always treated as a meat dish...

But Ai Yi's occasional physical contact and the warm breeze blowing in her ears really make people feel itchy.

It's very scary...

Although Nian Lun has not yet recovered the relevant memories, he is sure that they must have had a close relationship before the time travel.

Because it was still early, there were not many people in the elevator.

But after Nian Lun pressed the floor button, he felt that Ai Yi was almost standing right behind him.

Nian Lun didn't dare to act rashly, but he always felt itchy.

Through the faint reflections in the elevator, he could see Ai Yi's eyes were as clear as water...

It seemed to be gently passing over my body.

It's the kind of technique that you don't notice, but you still feel it.

It’s really too high…

Nian Lun looked nervous.

I thought about the future together again.

I must take some Nutri-Express to supplement my nutrition...

...

Nian Lun was thinking about buying some Nutri-Express while trying to figure out what position he could use to see what Ai Yi was doing behind him.

After all, Nian Lun had never experienced such a wonderful feeling when he was pointed at with a gun or held with a knife.

That feeling...

Very mysterious.

It feels like the hairs are being gently scratched, making the whole body itchy.

But you don’t feel like it’s really itchy, the kind that you want to scratch with your hands.

So Nian Lun wanted to find out the truth.

The elevator was still moving slowly upwards, and Nian Lun didn't have much time left.

After simulating various possibilities in his mind, he finally decided on a straight ball.

Excessive and flashy movements will only give the opponent time to react.

Turning around directly is actually the best option.

Just do it.

Nian Lun controlled his posture, recalling the feeling of turning around instantly to dodge bullets and attacks.

As soon as the body exerts force——

Huh?

Ai was just a little closer than usual.

As for physical contact, it seems that there is no room for that at the moment.

Ai Yi looked at Nian Lun with a smile on her face, as if she was appreciating something.

"Excuse me, is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, just got to the floor and was about to get off the elevator."

Nian Lun took Ai Yi down the elevator.

But my mind was recalling what had just happened.

It is obvious that there is no room for maneuver, but my feeling should not be an illusion.

"I just noticed what the small bag Mr. Nian Lun is carrying is."

Ai asked curiously.

After all, when they first met, Ai Yi didn't notice this small cloth bag, which seemed to contain some hard object in a rectangular shape.

"This is the breakfast I brought. I put it in Grace's bag, so you might not have seen it."

Nian Lun raised the cloth bag in his hand, his expression full of tenderness.

Keaiyi's originally smiling expression turned grim.

What's the situation?

This is obviously not for myself or for Gray.

This is for Bronya!

Developing so fast?

Logically, the time he and Bronya have spent together should be about the same as his own (from Ai's perspective).

How did the relationship develop to the point where we could bring breakfast together?

Ai Yi was very unconvinced, and while they were still some distance away from the office, Nian Lun didn't say anything so confident.

So Ai Yi decided to do something.

"Hmph~ I also want to try Mr. Nian Lun's cooking. I was in a hurry to leave this morning, so I just happened to skip breakfast."

Ai Yi no longer pretends, it’s basically made clear.

But Nian Lun looked strange because they had arrived at the company a little early.

As for Ai Yi, it looked like she had arrived much earlier.

In Nian Lun's opinion, this is not the right thing for a working woman like her.

But the words had already been spoken, and Nian Lun had to continue.

But this is still a bit difficult, after all, this is prepared for Bronya.

And there are many uncertain factors, so it is really difficult for Nian Lun to answer.

He didn't know whether Bronya had eaten or not. If she hadn't eaten, she could have left it for noon.

But not now—

You can't give it to others if they don't want to eat it, right?

If I gave it directly to Ai, then I would come empty-handed and she really wouldn't eat it, which would inevitably disappoint Bronya.

Rubbing his temples, his mind racing, Nian Lun quickly made a decision.

"Sorry, this is for Bronya. If it's convenient, we can have lunch together."

"I am the one who is offended, please don't take it to heart."

Ai Yi waved her hand to indicate that she had overstepped her bounds.