The smile in the corner of Duan Yuliu's eyes added some sadness that Scholar Tang didn't notice. Why did a person who became the leader of the martial arts league still look so elegant?
"Who are you?" Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi, while Nalan Zhijin and Xiao Yan looked directly at Scholar Tang with concern. Duan Yuliu's attitude of treating Scholar Tang differently made Jing Yirong unhappy.
Scholar Tang was stunned for a moment. "We are sworn brothers."
"Oh." Jing Yirong turned to Duan Yuliu. "Let's become sworn friends too. Once we become sworn friends, you will be so kind to me."
Duan Yuliu looked at Nalan Qingyi unnaturally, with some scruples. "Jing Yirong will definitely regret what you said to me today when you recover your memory."
"Will you?" Jing Yirong said to herself. "Isn't the person I care about really not you?"
"No." Duan Yuliu pointed at Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin. "These are the two people you care about."
Jing Yirong once again looked at Nalan Qingyi with disgust. "Do you know martial arts?"
"No." Nalan Qingyi replied honestly.
Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi for a second and just kept eating. Nalan Zhijin carefully looked at Jing Yirong. "Master, do you really not remember anything?"
"I am your master."
"Yes." Nalan Zhijin nodded repeatedly.
Jing Yirong's face was expressionless. "I don't remember it. Since I don't remember it anymore, forget it. You don't need to call me master in the future."
"Master..." Nalan Zhijin cried out in pain as he met Jing Yirong's emotionless eyes. He lowered his head sadly. Jing Yirong saw Nalan Zhijin's uncomfortable expression in his eyes. He didn't know why his heart skipped a beat. Feeling a little dull.
"I'm full." Jing Yirong left the table without eating for the first time after waking up. She didn't know why she couldn't be calm about the emotions in these people's eyes. But no matter what she thought, she couldn't help it. Find their appearance in your mind.
Duan Yuliu spoke to Nalan Qingyi when he saw Jingyi leaving. "Don't worry, she will remember one day. You can take her away at any time if you find it convenient. It's just that she is not familiar with you now. Martial arts Sometimes you have to be careful when you go back."
"Thank you for taking care of her these days." Nalan Qingyi said softly.
Duan Yuliu glanced at Nalan Qingyi but didn't smile. He lowered his head and picked up a piece of vegetables. She felt good about handling Jing Yirong's matter this way. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
It was a sleepless night. Jing Yirong walked into Duan Yuliu's house. "I have something to ask you."
Duan Yuliu thought for a moment before opening the door and letting Jing Yirong enter the room. "If you want to know anything, just ask."
"I don't have anything to know. I just want to ask you if you will kick me out of Yuluo Village." Jing Yirong noticed something wrong with Duan Yuliu when they were at the dinner table.
Duan Yuliu did not answer Jing Yirong's question directly. "Have you lost your memory? Don't you have any curiosity about your past?"
"No." Jing Yirong's tone was cold. "Now that I have lost my memory, I don't need to think about the past. Maybe this is God giving me another chance in life. Since this is God's arrangement, I accept it generously and peacefully. Why should I think about things that I have forgotten? The fact that I can forget them easily means that they are not important in my life."
"Those people are the ones you want to protect with your life." Duan Yuliu said with a serious look on his face. "I really don't know if your indifferent and cold temperament is good or bad. You will be in pain if you forget the past. Leave it to them."
"Do I owe them a lot?"
"Maybe I didn't owe you anything before, but now I owe you a lot." Duan Yuliu took a sip of tea. "It would make people feel too heartless to forget you in the past."
Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows. "Although I have lost my memory, I don't feel that I was ever a loving and righteous person. Duan Yuliu, since you asked me to open my eyes and the first person I saw was you, why are you still treating me like this? Indifference. Do you want to send me to them?"
"Give it back to them." Duan Yuliu explained patiently. "They are the people you really know. So it is the best choice for you to follow them and leave. Jing Yirong will wait until you regain your memory one day. You will be very grateful to me for my decision today."
"Then help me restore my memory."
Duan Yuliu was helpless. "What Liu Mo can't do, I can't even do it."
"I will not leave Yuluo Village until my memory is restored." Jing Yirong said firmly. "So you must not try to let them take me away. I will not leave. I will not entrust my life to In other people’s hands.”
Duan Yuliu remained silent and speechless.
Jing Yirong turned and left. Although she had lost her memory and regarded herself as the person she cared about most, her firmness and decisiveness did not change her mind at all. Even her intelligence did not diminish at all. Duan Yuliu sighed. You shouldn't listen to Liu Mo and look after people for him. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this now.
On the second day, Jing Yirong also made his position clear during breakfast. Everyone was silent. Finally, Nalan Qingyi spoke. "Since Yirong doesn't want to go back with us, why not?" Let her live in Yuluo Village first and then go back after she recovers her memory."
"She may never be able to remember the past for the rest of her life." Duan Yuliu reminded Nalan Qingyi calmly.
Nalan Qingyi was startled. Then he smiled lightly. "Then I'll trouble Mr. Duan."
Nalan Zhijin looked at Nalan Qingyi eagerly. "Brother, do you really want to leave the master in Yuluo Village?"
"Yi Rong is not something we can just take away." Nalan Qingyi was in a low mood. Then he turned to Duan Yuliu. "Master Duan doesn't know if we can stay in Yuluo Village for a few more days. Let Yi Rong Seeing us all the time might help her regain her memory."
"Okay." Duan Yuliu agreed readily.
"Thank you." Nalan Qingyi thanked him.
Jing Yirong put down the bowl in his hand and left with a cold word. "You'd better ensure that you have enough status in my heart. Otherwise, once I recover my memory and know that you are just playing with me, I will definitely not Let you go."
Nalan Qingyi smiled bitterly. The feeling of being forgotten by Jing Yirong turned out to be so painful.
Because she wanted to help Jing Yirong recover her memory, even Qiao Shuang'er, who had just returned to Yu Country, returned to Yuluo Village. After greeting everyone, Qiao Shuang'er found Jing Yirong in the back mountain pavilion. .She sat on the bench beside the pavilion and leisurely fed the fish in the candy pond.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jing Yirong turned sideways and glanced at Qiao Shuang'er lightly. Seeing that he didn't recognize her, he turned around and started feeding the fish.
"Didn't you see me?" Qiao Shuang'er said.
"I saw it. But I don't know it. Why do you know me?" Jing Yirong replied lazily without looking back.
Jing Yirong then turned around and looked at Qiao Shuang'er carefully from top to bottom. Finally, she turned back and said, "I don't know her."
Qiao Shuang'er didn't say anything and sat next to Jing Yirong. She followed Jing Yirong's gaze and looked at the schools of fish in the pond. When Jing Yirong thought Qiao Shuang'er couldn't speak, Qiao Shuang'er quietly He said, "Zhenqi's poison has been cured. Your price should be worth it."
Jing Yirong's chest felt like it was going to explode. Only then did she feel like something important had been forgotten. "What are you talking about?"
Qiao Shuang'er looked at Jing Yirong quietly and suddenly smiled. "What the hell does Jing Yirong mean? You killed the person he loved most. Now you lost your memory to save him. Why did you do everything?" I didn’t even ask for other people’s opinions. You are so nice that people can’t blame you, but people can’t feel at ease.”
Qiao Shuang'er didn't tell her stories that she didn't know about like Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin. Jing Yirong didn't feel the slightest bit about those stories that had no sense of pictures. But those clueless stories in the mouth of the woman in front of her But Wei's words were like invisible needles, piercing into Jing Yirong's heart little by little. She didn't even have a chance to fight back.
Qiao Shuang'er felt nervous when she saw Jing Yirong looking at her in a daze. "Are you thinking of something?"
"You are so noisy." Jing Yirong was silent for a long time before speaking slowly. "I don't want to see anyone right now."
Qiao Shuang'er's disappointment was palpable. "Jing Yirong, do you dare to follow me to meet someone?"
"Dare you." Jing Yirong replied without even thinking. Anyway, she had seen a lot of people in the past few days.
Qiao Shuang'er stood up. "Then let's go now."
Jing Yirong threw out all the fish food in his hand. Xiaoxiao followed Qiao Shuang'er out of Yuluo Village. Qiao Shuang'er had already prepared a carriage. When Jing Yirong got on the carriage, he said to the groom place.
The carriage went further and further off the road and finally stopped in a deserted open space. Jing Yirong jumped off the carriage and looked around. "Where is the person you want me to see?"
Qiao Shuang'er pointed to a tomb in the distance. "There."
"I'm not interested in dead people." Jing Yirong said coldly and was about to get on the carriage. Qiao Shuang'er gave Jing Yirong a chance to refuse, grabbed Jing Yirong's hand and walked to the tomb. "You have no right to say that in front of her. This is what I said."
Jing Yirong shook off Qiao Shuang'er's hand. Her impatient eyes fell on the tombstone. The corner of her mouth raised slightly. "What do you want to tell me when you take me to see this dead man named Yue Ya?"
"She was killed by you. She was stabbed into the heart by your sword in front of Nalan Zhenqi on a rainy night." Qiao Shuang'er said every word. "It's been less than a year since she died. Have you forgotten that?" The pain that once inflicted on her body."
Jing Yirong raised her cold eyes and said ruthlessly, "She died in my hands because she was lucky. It also means she deserves to die. One sword hit her heart. It seems I was quite powerful before."
"Jing Yirong." Qiao Shuang'er yelled angrily. "Why can you forget this? Why can you forget the people who are so willing to die for you? Are you really happy again? You don't understand feelings. No Is it true that you who care and only have suspicion make you miss me so much? Can't you see the pained eyes of Nalan Qingyi, Nalan Zhijin and Xiao Yan when they look at you now?"
Jing Yirong watched Qiao Shuang'er's roar calmly. After a long time, she said softly, "Crazy woman is wasting my time."
Qiao Shuang'er looked at Jing Yirong getting into the carriage, closed her eyes and turned to Yue Ya in frustration. "I would rather the person who lost her memory is Zhenqi than Jing Yirong forget those who love her. Yue Ya, can you?" I know that everything has changed now. I find that the person I love is not Nalan Zhenqi, but I can't get the heart of the person I love. Jing Yirong almost died to save Nalan Zhenqi, but now he is alive but lost I lost my memory. Can you stop hating Jing Yirong for the sake of Jing Yirong risking his life to save Zhenqi? Give Nalan Zhenqi a dream so that he can get out of his pain."
Qiao Shuang'er said dreamily. In fact, she didn't hate Jing Yirong anymore. When she learned from Bu Chenche that Jing Yirong almost committed suicide to save Nalan Zhenqi, she felt sorry for Jing Yirong in her heart.
All the resentment disappeared. At that moment, she truly understood the people who cared about Zhenqi so much. When she hurt Zhenqi with her own hands, she was probably the one who suffered the most.