At this time, Qin Mohan, who had fallen into a coma, looked at the surrounding darkness with a calm expression.
His face showed confusion. He didn't know why, but he always felt that this place was very familiar, as if he had been here for a long time before.
He walked aimlessly, searching for a way out.
Suddenly, he saw a faint white light in the distance. At the source of the light was a door, a pure white wooden door.
There were no peculiar decorations on it, only many small white flowers adorning it.
Even the vines carrying the white flowers were absent.
He looked at the suddenly appearing wooden door and instinctively wanted to approach it.
Qin Mohan slowly approached the white wooden door, but with each step he took towards it, his face grew paler.
This was because every cell in his body was resisting him as he moved towards the wooden door.
However, he ignored the discomfort and still chose to walk towards the wooden door.
Because he was following his heart.
'Approach it, it is the answer you have been searching for.'
He knew that behind the white door might lie the memories of his lost years.
And this memory was right before his eyes. He had to know what had happened during those blank years, or rather, who he had forgotten.
Although the white door was only dozens of meters away, it took him nearly an hour to reach it.
Qin Mohan looked at the white flowers on the door and a gentle expression involuntarily appeared on his face.
This was because the flowers adorning the door were the same as the flower in his space.
When he left, he had quietly brought the flower from his dorm room with him, as if carrying the person from his memory by his side.
For some reason, his father seemed to dislike that flower very much.
So he decided to keep it with him.
He slowly reached out his hand, wanting to touch the flower on the door, only to find that the flower before him was exactly the same as his own.
'Could this be a coincidence?'
Qin Mohan thought as he looked at the flower in his hand.
Indeed, this door was destined to be opened.
With his mind made up, Qin Mohan slowly opened the door.
Although the path to approach it was difficult, opening it was surprisingly easy.
It was as if this door had been waiting for his arrival all along.
And he himself had prepared everything to welcome the return of his erased memories.
Far away, outside the planet, Michelle and the others couldn't help but smile when they saw the photos sent by their cub in the group chat.
Then, they further accelerated their determination to search for more interesting scenery.
Although they couldn't travel to other star systems to find beautiful spots at the moment, if they searched carefully on this planet, they should still be able to find some.
Besides, she refused to believe that as the rulers of this planet, they understood it less than a newcomer human.
Just as she found a relatively good spot, she received a message from her cub.
"Michelle, come here for a moment, something has come up."
Because of this message, she didn't even have time to mark the spot she had just found before flying towards her cub's location.
She knew that if her cub had nothing important, she wouldn't speak in that tone.
That kind of anxious telepathic transmission.
It really made a bug uncomfortable.
Tsk.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao used his mental power to move the Crown Prince to the shade of a tree.
He leisurely fanned himself with a fan, then glanced down at Qin Mohan lying below, and then looked at the fan in his hand.
Resigned, he brought the fan closer to Qin Mohan.
'As if I owe you.'
Then he took out his essential small water cup from his space.
Don't ask him why he carried a water cup when going out; it was because he got thirsty when he went out and needed to rehydrate.
He held the cup and slowly placed it on Qin Mohan's forehead, attempting to cool him down.
He didn't know why, but after two minutes, his temperature rapidly increased.
The temperature was high enough to boil an egg.
He was truly afraid that if this Crown Prince was burned silly, he would be held responsible.
This.
If this old classmate truly became foolish.
Would he have a free, big son?
Tsk.
It didn't seem impossible.
Serving a son was not shameful.
As Lin Hao thought of this, he instinctively lowered his head to look at Qin Mohan, who had his eyes closed. He then removed the gold-rimmed glasses from his face, revealing his stern features. However, since his eyes were not exposed, it softened his severity and added a touch of gentleness.
He looked at the lock of hair obscuring his eyes and instinctively brushed it aside.
'Lift your veil.'
For some reason, a sentence flashed through Lin Hao's mind.
Then he threw his head back and laughed heartily.
His fingers continued to touch his face, and his body temperature transmitted to his brain bit by bit through his fingertips.
This caused his hearty laughter to be involuntarily paused.
No, no.
It was more important to take care of his big son.
He then prepared to withdraw his hand from Qin Mohan's face and take out the cooling patch he had prepared to apply to his big son.
Just as he was removing his hand, a hand suddenly grasped his. Then, that hand exerted force and pulled.
Lin Hao, who was sitting on the ground, lost his balance instantly due to the sudden force.
His entire body tumbled onto the body below him.
His face was pressed directly against the body below, and his fragile nose, without surprise, bumped into the man's strong muscles.
His nose aching from the impact, Lin Hao angrily lifted his head and shouted at the person below, "Qin Mohan, are you sick? This hurt a lot!"
The pain of a bumped nose was something no one could understand.
Also, this person had woken up and hadn't said a word. Even if he didn't say anything, he shouldn't play such a prank.
Huh?
Qin Mohan wasn't the type to play pranks like this, was he?
Thinking this, Lin Hao slowly looked into Qin Mohan's eyes.
But he was shocked when he looked.
Was this still the Crown Prince with a scholarly air?
Whose crazy person had escaped?
Just from heatstroke, had his entire demeanor changed?
Moreover, this kind of Crown Prince was truly frightening.
Qin Mohan, who had suddenly woken up, looked at the person in his arms and slowly raised his other hand, stroking his head and saying, "It's so good."
'You're back, it's so good.'
'Mumu, this time I will never let you die before my eyes again, not even for the empire.'
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