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"I want to do things that couples should do with you," Chen Yu replied. "The embassy has collapsed, and the soundproofing at the first place where I stayed was poor."
The girl: "...Iâm sorry, even if I recover my memory and acknowledge that you really are my lover, I still canât accept premarital sex... um, you know."
"Who said anything about going to bed with you?" Chen Yu exclaimed in shock. "What on earth is going on in that dog brain of yours?"
"Ah?" The girl was taken aback.
"I was just thinking, my days might be numbered." Looking up at the night sky, Chen Yu spoke in a melancholic tone: "Once Iâm handed over to that cat-faced enforcer, letâs not even talk about life and death, I donât care about that. But... in this lifetime, I might never see you again."
"..." Hearing this, the girl pursed her lips.
"In the past, every time you âforgotâ me, although it was painful, it wasnât hopeless. Because I knew, as long as I was alive, there would always be a day when I could make you remember me."
"However."
"This separation, Yaoâer," Chen Yu looked down, his gaze intensively fixed on the girl: "We might never have an âafterwardâ again."
The girl: "..."
Chen Yu: "Your father will wipe your memory clean again. Iâll never appear before you again either."
"So, I want to take this last chance to relive our youth together properly. To truly experience what a couple should experience."
"Just like many years ago."
"Letâs search together in the grass; run together under the sun."
The girl slowly bit her lip, raising her head to meet Chen Yuâs gaze with a pun: "But now, the sky is dark."
"It doesnât matter." Chen Yuâs smile was radiant as he extended his right hand to the girl: "As long as I have you, there is sunshine."
The girlâs pupils contracted slightly, her small face looking dumbfounded at Chen Yu.
She only saw a manâs "fearless" smile, a manâs "hope-filled" eyes, and a manâs "deepest" concern for her. (Because you are his most important translator)
After an indeterminate length of time.
A shy smile also appeared on the girlâs delicate cheeks, and with an unprecedented determination, she placed her hand in Chen Yuâs.
Chen Yu: "..."
The girl: "(â´â¡`â)"
"Slap!"
Chen Yu suddenly slapped the girlâs hand away.
Chen Yu: "I extended my hand to indicate that you should walk this way, why did you grab me?"
The girl: "..."
Twenty minutes later.
Under Chen Yuâs secretive lead, the two arrived at a desolate hillock.
With a folding military shovel in hand, Chen Yu dug frantically until he pulled up a slightly stinky foreign corpse from the pit.
"Ho!" Chen Yu rubbed his hands excitedly: "Itâs still fresh."
The girl pursed her lips, wanting to speak but hesitating: "Werenât we supposed to find our lost memories?"
"Exactly," Chen Yu pointed at the foreign corpse: "Isnât that what weâre looking for here?"
The girl: "When we were lovers before, did we dig graves every day?"
"Absolutely." Chen Yu placed his hands on his hips: "It seems youâve completely forgotten."
"Werenât we searching in the meadows before?"
"Right, searching for bodies."
"Running together under the sun?"
"You canât dig up corpses except during broad daylight." Chen Yu gestured around at the pitch-black surroundings: "Itâs not good to dig when itâs dark! If they werenât so vigilant, I would have wanted to bring you out in the daytime."
The girl: "..."
"Letâs not bother with those useless things." Chen Yu put down the military shovel, pulled out his sisterâs White Fang, and quickly dissected the foreign corpse into pieces.
Waiting for the "title" above the otherâs head to change, four copyable skills were revealed, and he immediately transcribed these words onto the ground without missing a single one.
Pulling the girl over, he asked, "What do these foreign languages mean?"
"Why are you asking this?" Li Yao was puzzled.
"Never mind that." Chen Yu was impatient: "Just answer me."
"This is the official language of Moluo Commerce Chamber, it means... huh?" Before she could finish, Li Yao suddenly paused: "This scene, I... I think Iâve dreamed of this before."
"Dreamed of what?" Chen Yu tilted his head.
"Just like now." The girl pointed at the foreign script on the ground: "You write, I read."
"Thatâs not a dream, silly child." Chen Yu reached out, wanting to pinch the girlâs head, but realizing he couldnât reach because of his squatting position, he settled for pinching her bottom instead: "That was the youth we once experienced together."
The girlâs complexion instantly turned red, and steam rose from her head in waves...
And so.
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Li Yao waited, observed, translated.
Upon "processing" the thirteenth foreign corpse, Chen Yu finally copied a "kick-ass" ability!
According to Li Yaoâs translation, it was called [Chameleonâs Mimicry].
Just hearing the name, Chen Yu knew he had struck it rich.
Let alone the fact that the color of this copyable ability was red.
He copied it decisively and comprehended it.
Chen Yuâs consciousness sank into the essence of the ability, and after a quick trial, he spontaneously activated the ability.@@novelbin@@
Next moment, an intense itching sensation spread across his face!
Waves upon waves rippled across his skin.
Three minutes later, the mimicry was complete.
Chen Yu turned to look at Li Yao: "Hey!"
"Ahh!"
The girl, who had been completely focused on translating the other texts, let out a horrified scream and fell to the ground.
"Do I look like your dad?" Chen Yu showed off his new face.
"You⦠youâ¦" The girl stared wide-eyed: "How did you do that?"
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