Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1184: Gradually Recovering Memories

Little Mu Han was comforting while hastening his steps down the mountain.

The young man was absorbed in watching when, beside him, a flash of white light flickered briefly, and just like before, a mirror image appeared afterward.

Instinctively, he looked over and saw that the image still showed Little Mu Han from childhood and that fox.

"You were really great just now, you endured the painful medicinal bath, and tomorrow I’ll reward you with roast chicken."

Little Mu Han said while drying the wet fox with a towel.

"Squeak squeak."

The little fox weakly called out twice in response.

In its blood-red eyes, Little Mu Han’s clean face was reflected.

Another flash of white light swept by, creating a mirror image - "Let me give you a name, hmm... you’re so timid, maybe a bold and mighty name will courage you up a bit?"

"How about the name Xi? It’s a new character I just learned a few days ago, it has the fire radical, just like how your eyes, ears, and fur are all fiery red."

"Squeak squeak."

I have a name, I am called Bai Moran.

"You agreed! Then from today onwards, you’ll be called Brother Xi, it sounds mighty."

"Brother... Xi?"

The young man stared at the mirror image where Little Mu Han and the fox were playfully interacting, silently repeating the name.

His heart softened, and he soon smiled.

It turns out he had a name, one that he had chosen.

Another white light blurred, and in the mirror image, the fox healed and transformed into a human, frightening Little Mu Han into fainting.

Seeing Little Mu Han shouting and screaming in fright, the young man couldn’t help but laugh along.

As each beam of white light created more mirror images, all the past experiences of Little Mu Han and the little fox were played out unstintingly before the young man’s eyes.

At a glance, all he could see were crowded scenes of their memories.

Feeling the desire to stand up, the young man gazed at these familiar images, sensing that something missing deep inside him seemed to be found...

Little Mu Han bathing the little fox, reading books; Little Mu Han getting scolded by the master, standing punished with the little fox; encountering a vicious dog on the mountain, the little fox standing in front of him...

Also, Little Mu Han taking Brother Xi to the mountain to gather herbs, roasting chicken for him, tying his hair...

These scenes began to populate the blank spaces in his heart with some vague images...

"Brother Xi, I’m exhausted today, quickly help me massage my legs."

"Brother Xi, wait until the master goes down the mountain to buy things, then I’ll take you to the back mountain to catch roast chicken. We’ve never been there, and the wild chickens must be plump."

"Brother Xi, the master bought us new clothes, in a few days we’ll wear them to stroll down the mountain. Remember to hide your ears then."

"Brother Xi, don’t play with that, be careful not to cut yourself."

"Brother Xi, what’s this thing on my body, it looks so ugly and scary."

"Brother Xi, I feel like since I got this tattoo, I’ve become stronger, and my ears more sensitive."

"Bai Moran, you made a mistake, these two herbs can’t be mixed like that."

"Brother Xi, look at what this is ~ I bought you a new hairband..."

More and more white lights created mirror images, and these familiar scenes became too much for the young man to take in.

In his dark red eyes, there were endless scenes of Little Mu Han and Brother Xi playing and teasing.

Something dormant deep in his heart seemed to be awakening, and the clear images before him gradually began intersecting with those faint images recently reclaimed inside.

"Brother Xi, run quickly." A sudden voice startled the young man.

His gaze swiftly searched through the countless mirror images for the scene corresponding to this voice, finally fixing on a particular image. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Differing from the warm laughter of other memories, this image was especially bloody.