Wen Muchu saw Lan Xiao who had just woken up.
A hint of joy flashed past his eyes as he quickly walked over and took her into his arms.
He gently patted her shoulder and said gently, " "It's alright, everything's in the past, Yingluo."
LAN Qingqing was stunned for a while before she asked in a hoarse voice, " "Are we home?"
Wen Muchu's heart trembled slightly.
He liked the word 'home'. He curled his lips and smiled gently at her.
"Yes, we've returned home. This time, we've completely destroyed XY. Although Lou Yucheng and Leng fan managed to escape, they won't be able to run for long."
Lan Xiao raised his head and looked at Wen Muchu.
She raised her hand and gently touched his thin face.
Chuchu, Qianqian, have you still not remembered our past? "
Wen Muchu's eyes darkened.
He sighed. there's no such thing, Qianqian. However, it's enough as long as I love you. It's fine if you can't remember the past.