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

Chapter 469 Do I love you?

Morax never dodged or avoided, but stared at Yuan Zhuoyue's golden eyes, which were exactly the same as his own, with his head held high.

But after hearing this, his eyes moved slightly, and there seemed to be some reminiscence in his expression.

After a moment, he replied very calmly and openly: "...Everything stems from my arrogance and prejudice. Just like at the beginning, it was because of my arrogance that I made a wrong judgment. At that time, I just thought that it should be so."

Yuan Zhuoyue showed a look of realization and nodded in understanding: "Do you think I hate you? I want to take your life, I want to die with you?"

"It's not just me who thinks..." Morax shook his head slowly, and sighed with a slightly disappointed look: "You really do hate me immensely."

Just like Yuan Zhuoyue, she hated herself.

A cold blade often appears in Yuan Zhuoyue's hands, and then kisses his neck gently.

Morax never doubted Yuan Zhuoyue's murderous intention towards him. If Yuan Zhuoyue had not always been restrained and knew the necessity of the existence of another powerful god, he would have been able to feel her intense pain and struggle.

But it is hard to say that she would not find the right opportunity to give him the most fatal blow.

The resentment in one's heart could not be vented with emotions, but could only accumulate little by little, and then converge with the negative impact brought by [filth].

Eventually it precipitated and brewed into the strongest poison.

It burned her heart, damaged herself, and hurt others.

The hatred was strong and lasting, like a fine spider web, interweaving between them, as if they were trapped insects and ants, unable to escape.

Yuan Zhuoyue was often in a state of mental confusion, and in the later period, he had fewer and fewer moments of clarity, but unless forced to do so, he would never take the initiative to meet him.

This is their unspoken choice, avoiding each other to avoid unnecessary conflicts and contradictions. This is the choice they made after weighing the costs.

At that time, Yuan Zhuoyue came with the "contract" on her own initiative, which was beyond Morax's expectations, but he did not think that Yuan Zhuoyue did this to resolve the frozen relationship between them.

But this is undoubtedly a bond that can further deepen the relationship between them and a bargaining chip that can enhance mutual trust.

Even though this kind of trust is morbid and twisted, it is still an indispensable part of their lives under such circumstances.

So after pondering for a long time, Morax accepted this "contract" and the "rules" set by Yuan Zhuoyue.

Morax, who quickly accepted such a "contract", felt that the connection between him and Yuan Zhuoyue was becoming closer.

Morax could perceive more clearly Yuan Zhuoyue's series of erratic emotional changes, as if from this moment on, she shared everything about herself with him without reservation.

But it is far more than that. Even through such a connection, some of the damage suffered by Yuan Zhuoyue will be shared with him without any reservation.

It was precisely because of these revealed characteristics that Morax, who already had a tense relationship with Gen Zhuoyue, misjudged Gen Zhuoyue's intentions.

Until later, when Yuan Zhuoyue fell, all the uncontaminated authority and power were returned to Morax.

He realized belatedly that the fundamental purpose of this contract was to share authority and power with him.

Yuan Zhuoyue chose to entrust those authorities and powers to him, making him her successor.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had not completely unlocked his past memories and saw mostly bloody, violent, and inappropriate scenes for children, scratched his head, a little confused: "...Then what is between us? Rolling around together every now and then, is it out of hatred?"

Morax: "..."

He gently scolded: "Don't be so outspoken."

"We've already done it, so why are you not allowed to talk about it? Besides, there's only you and me here, no one else." Yuan Zhuoyue said nonchalantly, as if smiling frivolously: "...But the difference between what you and I saw in those memories is that you talked a lot more."

"In the memories I saw, it seems that we haven't had much communication between you and me. Most of the time, you didn't say a word and just sat there in silence." She smiled, as if she wasn't tainted by any gloom, but she seemed very puzzled: "I didn't say anything, it's indeed my problem, so why didn't you ask? Is there a lack of communication between you and me?"

Morax was stunned, and then he smiled helplessly: "... Under such circumstances, you didn't want to listen to any of my explanations. And I also have many things that I find difficult to explain to you."

"Is that so? It does sound reasonable..." But Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly leaned over, moved closer to Morax, and then gently touched his forehead, made eye contact with him, and then said with a smile: "I still have some questions I want to know, of course you can choose not to answer."

Morax replied in his usual gentle voice: "Of course you can."

Yuan Zhuoyue also stopped smiling: "Do you hate me?"

This time, Morax did not immediately answer Yuan Zhuoyue's slightly abrupt question, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Yuan Zhuoyue showed a slight change.

It seems like worry, but also like vigilance.

It seemed that he was worried about Yuan Zhuoyue's current situation, worried that she would be affected by her memories from the past. It also seemed that he was facing a ferocious beast that might suddenly attack and hurt people at any time.

Now that he is connected to Morax through their former "contract", Yuan Zhuoyue naturally sees it very clearly.

She chuckled in her throat and didn't seem to be annoyed by this. She just moved her head away and no longer touched her forehead with Morax.

She gently rested her head on Morax's shoulder, tilted her head slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Why? Is this question difficult to answer? You just need to answer yes or no. Don't worry, I just want to know a definite answer."

Yuan Zhuoyue couldn't see Morax's expression at this moment, but after a moment of silence, she heard Morax's deep and slow voice, which sounded in a low voice.

He said again: "Yes."

Yuan Zhuoyue asked again: "Then do you love me?"

Seeing that Morax didn't say anything again, Yuan Zhuoyue changed his words very readily: "So... in other words, am I important to you?"

This time Morax answered quickly, and whispered again, "Yes."

"Then I have one last question." Yuan Zhuoyue seemed very satisfied with this, and her voice seemed to be mixed with some lightheartedness and joy: "Then do you think... I love you?"