Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 582 - 580 He Should Be Content Now_1

Chapter 582: Chapter 580 He Should Be Content Now_1

Mu Zisu was stunned for a long while before he suddenly gave a desolate smile. "If the price of bringing her back is to trade life for life, I am willing..." Besides, she forgot about him... At least she still knows his name is Yaoyao, doesn’t she? He is still in her memory; what she forgot is not him but the love between them...

Na Ersi’s eyes suddenly twisted with complication as he realized that he loved Xiaoxiao even more deeply than he had thought.

Na Ersi led Mu Zisu to the octagonal pavilion in the garden where flowers bloomed in profusion, resplendent and splendid. A breeze blew, wafting the fragrance of flowers everywhere.

Na Ersi sat down and poured a cup of tea for Mu Zisu first. "I can tell you anything you want to know..." Na Ersi thought it would be fairer to tell him everything.

Mu Zisu shook his head: "No need..." As long as he saw her safe and sound, nothing else mattered to him.

Na Ersi, feeling helpless, said, "Fine..."

"What are you two talking about?" Na Xiaoxiao had unknowingly approached the outside of the pavilion.

Mu Zisu turned his head, feeling a complex mix of sorrow and joy.

Na Xiaoxiao had changed into casual clothes. Seeing the two of them, one standing, one sitting, she couldn’t help but walk over and gave each a glance.

Then she said to Na Ersi, "Dad, Grandpa is looking for you..."

Na Ersi paused, glancing at Mu Zisu and then at Na Xiaoxiao before standing up from his seat. "I’ll be right back..."

"Mm... Go on, go on..." Na Xiaoxiao nodded with narrowed eyes.

In fact, seeing such a carefree Na Xiaoxiao, Mu Zisu should have been happy, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.

After Na Ersi left, Na Xiaoxiao immediately pulled Mu Zisu curiously to sit down, sitting opposite him, leaning on the stone table with her chin propped in her hands, and stared openly at Mu Zisu.

Mu Zisu kept silent, his brows tightly furrowed, and he stared at her motionlessly with a lonesome gaze, as if he wanted to etch her radiantly beautiful smiling face into his heart forever.

"Hmm... I think although you’re twins with Shanshan, you really look most like Uncle Achen..."

Na Xiaoxiao gazed at Mu Zisu’s handsome face for a while, then smiled as she spoke.

The corners of Mu Zisu’s lips finally lifted slightly. "Is that so?" His heart trembled with the two words he spoke.

"Yeah... Can’t you see it yourself?" Na Xiaoxiao wore an expression that said it was just so.

"Do you... know what my name is?" Mu Zisu asked, his tone dejected.

"Of course, I know~ Your name is Mu Zisu... Mu is your father’s surname, and Zisu is your mother’s surname, right?" Na Xiaoxiao smiled brightly at Mu Zisu, her long lashes trembling slightly like a little fan brushing across Mu Zisu’s heart.

He finally laughed, a laugh resplendent and peerless...

Na Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes settling steadily on Mu Zisu’s face.

A shadow lifted from Mu Zisu’s heart. He should be content; nothing was perfect. Since she was well, and she still knew who he was, these were already the most extravagant comforts for him...

"Right..." He breathed out the word softly.

As his voice fell, Na Xiaoxiao, who had been staring at him absentmindedly, suddenly returned to the moment.

Seemingly realizing she had been gazing off into space, she laughed awkwardly. "Um... why didn’t Shanshan and Qiqi come with you? I haven’t seen them for a long time..."

"If you want... I can take you to find them..." Mu Zisu replied without hesitation.

Na Xiaoxiao smiled with narrowed eyes, "I do want to find them, but Dad and Grandpa said that from now on I can only stay here..."

Her expression was casual, as if she did not feel bothered about having to stay here.

"Do you like it here?" a tinge of gloom surfaced in Mu Zisu’s eyes.

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, "It’s okay... Anyway, I think staying here is no different from staying in the Na Family village. Aren’t they both just mountain holes?"

Hearing her words, Mu Zisu looked at her cute expression, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved into an extraordinarily beautiful arc.

Mountain holes...

That term is quite appropriate...

"Next time you come, could you bring Shanshan and Qiqi with you? I really miss them..." Xiaoxiao batted her eyelids at Mu Zisu.

Mu Zisu nodded involuntarily, "Okay..."

"That’s great..." Xiaoxiao’s expression turned excited.

"Xiaoxiao..." Mu Zisu suddenly called out her name, his voice filled with tender affection.

"Hmm?" Xiaoxiao looked at him.

"You..." After uttering the word ’you,’ Mu Zisu’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and in the end, he suppressed what he had wanted to say.

"What about me?" Xiaoxiao asked back, puzzled.

"How long have you been staying here..." Mu Zisu tried to keep his expression as natural as possible.

Upon hearing his question, Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows tightly, scratched her head in distress, and then said to Mu Zisu, "I don’t know..." She then continued, "But listening to dad and grandfather, I should have been here for..." She counted on her fingers, "almost seven years, I guess..."

Mu Zisu’s heart twinged, and he looked at her in silent contemplation.

"Well... it’s been about that long..." Xiaoxiao spread her hands.

"You... don’t even know how long you’ve been staying here?" Mu Zisu admitted he selfishly asked a question he shouldn’t have.

Xiaoxiao’s face wrinkled again, "Grandfather said that people who undergo the inheritance might have some memory issues. I think this is probably a side effect... After all, there are a few years in the middle that I also don’t remember..."

Mu Zisu murmured, "Inheritance..."

Xiaoxiao immediately straightened her little frame, "Yeah... I am going to be the next Guardian of the Gumiao Tribe..."

"What is a Guardian?" Mu Zisu furrowed his brows.

Xiaoxiao chuckled, "It’s someone in our tribe with great prestige, dearly loved, and has the highest level of witchcraft... the top Wizard..."

"Aren’t Wizards bad people?"

"What? Who told you that?" Xiaoxiao’s face darkened.

Mu Zisu realized he had inadvertently hurt her feelings when he saw her displeasure.

"My mentor is a good person... I am also a good person..." Xiaoxiao looked at him and earnestly corrected him.

"Your mentor?" Mu Zisu raised an eyebrow; it seemed their relationship here was indeed quite complicated.

"Yes... It’s the person who presided over the sacrifice at the altar today, she is the current Wizard Yue Shu, and also my mentor..." Xiaoxiao patiently explained to Mu Zisu with seriousness, since this concerned her and her mentor’s reputation, she had to clarify it well. Otherwise, what if he thought they were bad people? What then?