Summer's hottest days, scorching the earth. Yet, deep within the mountains, the air is cool. The towering trees block the sun, and a gentle breeze still stirs beneath their shade.

Lying on the ground, Lu Jiajia's mind flashed with some inexplicable memories.

A man held the egg given to him and arrogantly said to Lu Jiajia, "Lu Jiajia, I only treat you like a sister. Don't keep pestering me in the future. I don't like you."

“I only see you as a sister, nothing more. By the way, can I take over your work for two days? My wife is making me sweat, and I’m feeling a little unwell.”

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"Hmm..." Lu Jiajia woke up in the midst of extreme brain pain. The sudden influx of strange memories left her confused and disoriented.

He blinked several times before he could make out the surroundings.

<<<...Didn't he die in a car accident? Why did we suddenly end up in a place that looks like a primeval forest?

Before she could figure out what was happening, Lu Jiajia felt a black snake crawling up her arm. Her pupils dilated instantly.

I want to shout, but my throat feels like it's full of sand. I can barely make a sound, and even that hurts.

The snake lunged quickly, and Lu Jiajia closed her eyes in fright. After a while, the expected pain didn't come.

She opened her eyes slightly, and in their depths was a tall man.

The man squatted on the ground, his eyebrows sharp and cold. He wore a faded gray-black suit, his upper arms were muscular, but his lower body was thin and small, even with a tear visible at the edge. His feet were also worn straw sandals.

The snake coiled around his arm, circle after circle. The man's muscles bunched, hot sweat tracing paths over the lines of exertion.

The man's large joints clamped down hard on the snake's seven inches, his black eyes fierce, a scar at the corner of his brow, and his cold brows full of gloom.

Lu Jiajia stared blankly at the person in front of her.

After a few seconds, the snake went still and fell from the man’s arm.

He stowed the snake into the back basket without changing his expression, then looked at Lu Jiajia, whose face was as pale as a sheet.

The child's eyes were bright and their face was covered in dirt, but their skin was fair and their moist, wide eyes held a mixture of fear and tentative curiosity. At first glance, it was clear they had been raised with love from childhood.

The man suddenly looked away, but the next second his face turned cold and he walked away to the side.

Lu Jiajia used all her strength, her fingertips hooking onto his foot, moving inch by inch. She opened her mouth, her voice barely a whisper, "Don't go, save me..."

The little girl's back of her hand is on his little one.

And there was also the warmth.

Xue Yan's expression seemed to be stung. He lowered his head and glanced at something.

Lu Jiajia couldn't hold on any longer, and she fainted between breaths.

When Lu Jiajia woke up again, she was lying on the man's back.

He has broad shoulders, and there's still plenty of room even with his whole body sprawled on top.

Lu Jiajia's eyes widened, realizing she was in the woods.

I don't know if it's to avoid suspicion, but the man kept trying to look away, as if he was afraid of looking too much.

That's why it's very unsafe, it's swaying and almost falling over.

Lu Jiajia struggled to raise her head, her hand lightly gripping the one resting on his shoulder, trying to steady herself. She leaned forward, weakly encircling the man's neck with her arms.

Xue Yan suddenly stopped, his breath hot, a wave of goosebumps prickling his back. He was so tense he didn't know what to do.

He looked down at the child's white fist, coldly, "Put your hands down!"