After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 531 Can’t sleep alone

But now, that moment has not come yet.

At that moment, Yuan Zhuoyue was able to control the overall situation by herself. She is still growing, just like a young sprout that has just broken through the ground.

She still needs time to grow into a towering tree that provides shade. Perhaps one day she will be strong enough to act recklessly and change everything in the world that is not to her liking.

But not now.

Under Yuan Zhuoyue's gaze, Morax found it difficult to guess what she was thinking at the moment. He just instinctively knew that even if he couldn't control the rhythm of the conversation, he would still be able to control it.

Nor could he allow Yuan Zhuoyue to take control and continue to follow her thoughts until he completely lost control.

And Morax...never liked the feeling of being out of control.

The kind of situation where you have absolutely no control and are forced to be a bystander, waiting for everything to take its worst possible turn.

Morax didn't want to go through it again, even though he knew that compared to before, Yuan Zhuoyue's rationality was completely under control.

Her current difficulties are nothing more than the negative effects brought about by the overly complex forces in her body.

The possibility that she was now completely out of control and had completely lost her rationality was extremely small.

But... Morax still couldn't control himself and was on guard, guarding against the 'possibility' of something happening.

It was not difficult for Morax to guess that Yuan Zhuoyue's current bad mood was all caused by himself.

Because of his concealment, because of his evasion, because he was never honest enough when facing her.

The rift between them is difficult to repair, but because of their mutual attraction, they have to get closer to each other.

The debris that fell from the cracks always embedded in their flesh and blood when the two of them were close to each other and in close contact.

Maybe it wasn't painful, and there wasn't much damage, but the feeling couldn't be ignored.

This was true for him, and even more so for Yuan Zhuoyue.

This is where the estrangement arises.

The closest relatives are also the most distant. We are so close yet so far away.

The peace they have today is simply because they have all temporarily hidden their negativity.

It's like a bandage wrapped around a wound, soaked in blood, and then dried and stuck tightly to the wound.

If it is not replaced in time, the wound will still gradually begin to rot and stink under this tight wrapping.

But if they were to replace it, the wounds would inevitably be opened again, and now neither he nor Yuan Zhuoyue seemed to have the courage to resist the pain that would come.

Morax is deliberately escaping and avoiding his past experiences, and the same is true for Yuan Zhuoyue, whose past memories are gradually recovering.

They are unwilling to face that past, but they cannot whitewash those experiences.

Morax thought a lot in an instant, but after facing Yuan Zhuoyue's deliberately sarcastic words, he could only go along with her words: "How could it be so? It comes from your call, your words, don't I always respond?"

Then, he continued to ask, pretending to be clueless, "You usually rest at this time of year, so why are you suddenly interested in appreciating the moon today?"

There wasn't much change in Yuan Zhuoyue's expression, but the smile between his brows revealed a fake smile.

The curve of her lips stretched a little further, and then from between her lips and teeth, she uttered a sentence that seemed to be mixed with other meanings: "It's hard to sleep alone, what's wrong? Can't I?"