Jing Yirong and Ye Xieming were sitting in the hall waiting for Xue Li to come back. Yue Nu put the prepared meals on the table. Only when the cold hall was radiating heat could they feel the slightest warmth.
Xue Li was sent back to the house from Netherworld City by the housekeeper. But due to the house's ban, he could only watch Xue Li safely walk into the house from a distance. Xue Li walked through the yard. From a distance, he saw the figures sitting in the hall and Food that radiates heat. You must know that these days, she has not eaten hot food all day. Every time it is cold food. The key is that the people sitting at the table make her feel even more happy. Xue Li ran over and rushed to grab it. Jing Yirong stopped and called out sweetly, "Sister Yirong."
"Who is she?" Jing Yirong turned to Ye Xieming.
Xue Li looked worried at Jing Yirong's unfamiliar eyes. "Sister Yirong, I am Xuanxuan. Don't you remember me? We have been living in Netherworld Valley for half a month. You also said you would come to see me in the future. of."
"Your daughter." Jing Yirong asked Ye Xieming.
If Ye Xieming hadn't been covered by a mask, Jing Yirong would have been able to see his dark face. But Xue Li stopped before Ye Xieming could say anything. "The man with the mask is not my father."
"The masked man." Jing Yirong glanced at Ye Xieming and then patted Xue Li. "The description is appropriate enough."
Xue Li still didn't look away from Jing Yirong. "Sister Yirong, do you really not remember me? Have you forgotten Xuanxuan?"
Jing Yirong was sure that she didn't like children. But the sadness on Xue Li's face made her feel uncomfortable. She obviously didn't need to explain anything to this child. She couldn't help but say: "I forgot my previous memories. So even if I’ve met you before and now I won’t remember it anymore.”
"You lost your memory." Xue Li was surprised. Then he didn't care. "It doesn't matter, I can help you."
"You are Xue Li." Jing Yirong never thought that Xue Li would be a little girl.
"Yes." Xue Li nodded. "Only those closest to you can call me Xuanxuan. Sister Yi Rong can call me Xuanxuan. But the masked person can't."
Ye Xieming looked at Xue Li expressionlessly. He didn't care at all about what she said.
After saying that, Xue Li put his hand in front of Jing Yirong and gently used his mind. There should be an illusion but there was no reaction at all. Xue Li withdrew his hand in surprise. "Why not?"
"You are really Xue Li." Jing Yirong was suspicious.
"I really am." Xue Li was anxious. The double blow of not being recognized and not being believed made her feel aggrieved. After speaking, she put her hand on Jing Yirong's forehead and tried it again. But the result was still the same. Xue Li lowered his head in frustration. "Why did it become like this? I..."
"Eat first. How can she regain her memory when she is hungry and has no strength." Ye Xieming suddenly said.
Jing Yirong looked at Xue Li who lowered his head. "Eat first."
Xue Li sat at the table with a displeased look on her face and ate her meal gloomily. For her, illusion was something she was born with. She originally thought that everyone could do it. Just like eyes and nose, it was nothing special. But then I discovered that I was the only one with such ability.
Brother Ye once told her that this was a gift from God because she was the most special. But now that this special gift has disappeared, Xue Li couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Jing Yirong still doubted whether the little girl in front of her was Xue Li. But looking at her sincere look didn't mean she was telling a lie. She still couldn't recover her memory after finding Xue Li, so why should she stay here anymore.
Ye Xieming silently looked at the two people eating in front of him. The mask hid the pride on his face, and even hid the smile in his eyes. The pendant on Xue Li's chest was one he had put on her yesterday. Xue Li was cast in a spiritual spell by Ye Xieming, which suppressed Xue Li's illusion. Xue Li was still too young and her weak skills could not break through the spiritual spell he cast.
After the meal, Jing Yirong didn't want to stay for another minute. Xue Li couldn't let her regain her memory, so she had no reason to stay.
Ye Xieming stood in front of Jing Yirong. "Where to go."
"It has nothing to do with you." Jing Yirong still answered the same. She seemed to have said this sentence many times in the past few days.
Ye Xieming raised his eyebrows. "It's not that it has nothing to do with me, but you don't know where you are going. You have lost your memory and this world is strange to you. Where can a person who doesn't even know his identity go?"
"Even if I don't know where I'm going or I'm dead on the street, it has nothing to do with you." Jing Yirong moved to the side.
Ye Xieming also moved a step aside. "You really want to live a pure and evil life. Although Jing Yirong has forgotten your memory, the feeling should still be there. When you face a strange thing, you feel React faster than your brain. Don’t you feel very passive?”
Jing Yirong stared at Ye Xieming motionlessly. How could she know that she would feel this way.
"And you don't want to know about our relationship at all." Ye Xieming teased and approached Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong frowned. "I don't want to know."
Ye Xieming smiled and said definitely, "You want to know."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I know you." Ye Xie stared at Jing Yirong warmly. "No one in the world knows you better than me. Jing Yirong, you want to recover your memory because you are too strong. You don't allow your heart to fail. Be controlled by yourself. You hate it too much when others point fingers at your past but you don’t feel the slightest bit about it.”
Jing Yirong had to say that she was really surprised. She was surprised that Ye Xieming could see her clearly. He knew what he was thinking better than Duan Yuliu and Tang Shusheng.
"Xue Li is the only person in the world who can help you restore your memory. Just because she can't do it today doesn't mean she won't do it tomorrow." Ye Xieming added, "Rather than walking out of this house aimlessly, it's better to stay by Xue Li's side and wait. Let her illusions recover."
Jing Yirong suddenly laughed. "Ye Xieming, you want to keep me." There was definitely a hint of arrogance in his tone.
Ye Xieming paused and laughed out loud. He smiled so proudly and proudly. "Haha. She is indeed the woman that I, Ye Xieming, like. You can tell what I am thinking at a glance. Jing Yirong, you are right." I just want to keep you."
"What if I don't stay?" Jing Yirong asked back.
The smile in Ye Xieming's eyes dropped. "You have no chance to object."
"I am the woman you fancy." Jing Yirong suddenly asked.
Ye Xieming nodded. "I used to be, but now I don't know if I am qualified enough. Jing Yirong, I have very high standards."
"It's your blessing that Ye Xieming has taken a liking to me." Jing Yirong said bluntly. "But I'm not interested in you right now."
Ye Xieming approached Jing Yirong. "You're lying. If you weren't interested in me, you wouldn't have said so many words to me. Jing Yirong, you are attracted to me."
Jing Yirong didn't say anything. There was always someone she cared about in her consciousness. Even if she lost her memory, the feeling of caring was still profound. But she didn't know who that person was. Everyone told her that that person was Na Lan Qingyi. But Nalan Qingyi didn't have a single advantage that she might care about.
Ye Xieming was a ghostly man. His whole body was filled with evil energy. A mask could hide his appearance but not his arrogance. Such a man could at least interest him. So Jing Yirong did not deny Ye Xieming. Evil words.
Jing Yirong's mind turned. An idea came into his mind. "Xue Li's illusion is your fault."
"Three months." Ye Xieming suddenly said: "You only need to stay with me for three months. I will remove the spiritual magic from Xue Li and restore your memory."
Ye Xieming's answer completely admitted what he had done. "What do you want to do to me in three months?"
"Let you fall in love with me." Ye Xieming pointed at Jing Yirong's heart. "I want this heart to belong only to me."
"dream."
Ye Xieming curled his lips. "I never have impossible dreams. Jing Yi Rong, I, Ye Xieming, never get what I want. The woman I like must also have me in her heart. I, Ye Xieming, am the one who suffers the consequences." I won’t do it.”
Jing Yirong stared at Ye Xieming without saying a word.
"Why are you scared?" Ye Xieming chuckled.
Jing Yirong snorted coldly. "You don't need to use provocation." Jing Yirong knew in his heart that he actually had nowhere to go now. There was no way ahead and he wouldn't go anywhere if he retreated. Go to the town to find Nalan Qingyi. Come on. She didn't want to face his face that only made affectionate expressions all day long.
"You want me to stay. I have a request."
"tell me the story."
"In three months, you are not allowed to force me to do anything I don't want to do. And you have to help me recover my martial arts." Jing Yirong knew that he was good at martial arts. It was probably because his memory had not been restored that he remembered it from time to time. Sometimes it doesn't work.
Ye Xieming chuckled. "You really don't suffer any loss."
"certainly."
"I can fulfill your request. But Jing Yirong has three months to be careful. Don't fall in love with me too quickly."
"Hmph." Jing Yirong ignored Ye Xieming and found a random room in the house. Three months. After three months, she can resume her identity. At that time, she will get everything from Ye Xieming. .Dare to threaten her with Xue Li.
There was a sudden knock on the door. Jing Yirong's tone was cold. "Who?"
"It's me, Xuanxuan." Xue Li's soft voice came from the door. Jing Yirong stood still. She had complicated feelings about this Xue Li and didn't want to pay attention to her. But when she ignored her, she felt depressed and uncomfortable. The knock on the door came again. Jing Yirong opened the door impatiently. "What are you doing?"
Xue Li saw Jing Yirong's cold face. He lowered his head and carefully handed out the candied haws in his hand. "Brother Ye bought me two bunches of candied haws just now. I want to give you one." Xue Li lowered his head and spoke in a low voice. The hand holding the candied haws was still trembling. Jing Yirong stood stiffly and didn't respond. Did she want to pick it up?
Xue Li didn't wait until Jing Yirong took over the candied haws. She felt even more aggrieved. She didn't want to stay with the masked man, but she didn't want to make Brother Ye sad. She finally met Sister Yirong. In the end, she forgot about herself and used a stranger. Looking at herself with eyes. Now she doesn't even have illusions anymore and God has taken away the gift given to her.
Xue Li's tears fell unnaturally. His thin body turned around and moved forward slowly step by step.
When Jing Yirong lowered her head and stared at the tears on the ground, it felt like a string of firecrackers were exploding in her heart, which made her whole heart ache. Jing Yirong opened the door and quickly caught up with Xue Li and took her. The candied haws in hand. "Since you said you were bringing it to me, why are you taking it away?"
Xue Li raised his head in surprise and looked at Jing Yirong with tears in his eyes happily. "Sister Yirong, are you the one who eats candied haws on a stick?"
"Yeah." Jing Yirong couldn't look directly into Xue Li's eyes. It was the first time that she felt so disgusting when she lost her memory. Jing Yirong reached out and wiped away the tears from Xue Li's eyes. "I cried over such a trivial matter."
Xue Li shook his head anxiously. "It's not a trivial matter that Sister Yirong doesn't recognize me. Sister Yirong has forgotten how much she liked Xuanxuan before. She also forgot how much Xuanxuan liked sister Yirong before. That's why Xuanxuan is like this.