The moonlight was serene.
The charged atmosphere, mingled with the faint scent of roses on the young man's lips, was enough to cloud a man's senses.
Even so, Mo Yu still sat there with a smile, perfectly composed, as though none of it could sway him.
"May I ask, Teacher Shen, which roses are you talking about?"
Though the man had not outright asked, "Why didn't you come looking for me?" his meaning was already clear.
Shen Ru naturally caught Mo Yu's little insinuation. He leisurely settled back into his seat and said with a radiant smile:
"Every time."
The young man gave him no chance to continue. Instead, he cut straight to the point:
"What's going on with the system, exactly? Did you really kill it?"
As though he had expected Shen Ru to ask, the man looked at him at ease. "What do you think of the Living Area without the system?"
Shen Ru had meant to say it was boring, but somehow, the scene of eating hot pot with Meng Yizhi flashed through his mind-the little pink-haired fellow bouncing around in delight after narrowly surviving the instance.
He forcibly changed the words on the tip of his tongue. "Not bad. There's not much bloodshed, but at least a lunatic like you is still around. It won't be too boring."
Mo Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, apparently not expecting that answer, and couldn't help laughing.
"Some fragments of the system's consciousness escaped into other instances. I've already asked Gu Changming to send people looking for them. We should have results soon."
Mo Yu stood and walked behind Shen Ru, as though enclosing him in his embrace. A faint, fresh fragrance instantly enveloped them both.
The man gently massaged the young man's lovely, firm nape and asked with