The brilliant fireworks made Jing Yirong feel an inexplicable loneliness. There would always be a layer of unpredictable panic in her heart. It seemed that what she was doing now frightened her. Back to Jing Yirong stood in the courtyard, looking up at the bright crescent moon in the night. She put her hand gently on her heart to see if there was anyone important here. Now she has strange thoughts. Nalan Zhijin. Xiao Yan Nalan Qingyi’s face
The sadness on her face was like hairy needles touching her heart little by little. No matter how hard she tried to avoid it, she still couldn't get rid of the sadness.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Xieming has been standing at the door for a while. With Jing Yirong's martial arts, he didn't notice his appearance for so long. This made Ye Xieming's heart twitch again. What just happened Jing Yirong seemed so ethereal in his eyes. It seemed as if it would disappear in the next second. His heart tightened and Ye Xieming couldn't help but speak.
Jing Yirong turned around and looked at Ye Xieming. He sat down on the stone table in front of the courtyard. "Ye Xieming, you know me so well. I guess you also know my past. Those people I cared about in the past, you do you know."
"Why do you ask so suddenly?" Ye Xieming didn't notice that there was some concern in his mouth.
Jing Yirong looked at Ye Xieming. "You are afraid. Why do you get scared whenever I mention my past? What are you afraid of, Ye Xieming? Or what role did you play in my past life? ."
Ye Xieming suppressed the annoyance in his heart. "Why do you need to know the past if you are moved? It's not enough for you to have me in your life now."
"So what if I'm moved. Ye Xieming, you don't think that I, Jing Yirong, am a little woman who will be satisfied as long as there is love." Jing Yirong's smile was mixed with some indifference. "I can't stop this heart. Who does it beat for? But it doesn’t stop me from wondering about the past.”
Ye Xieming approached Jing Yirong and lowered his voice. "Then just wait slowly. One day Xue Li can retrieve your lost memory for you."
"There are only a few days left in three months." Jing Yirong stood up and took a few steps away from Ye Xieming without leaving a trace. His attitude made Jing Yirong really panic. Was he feeling something he shouldn't have? .
Ye Xieming curled his lips and smiled, only reaching the corners of his mouth but not reaching his eyes. "If Jing Yirong wants to find her lost memory, it's best not to put all her hopes on Xue Li."
"What do you mean?"
"How can you be so smart and not understand the meaning of my words?"
"I didn't expect that Tangtang Ye Xieming would regret it sometimes. If this spread, I don't know if people in the world would laugh out loud." Jing Yirong glared at Ye Xieming angrily. He was watching fireworks by Dongting Lake just now. All the harmony disappeared in an instant.
Ye Xieming mocked. "Jing Yirong, do you think I, Ye Xieming, care about what people in the world think of me?"
"Ye Xieming, you are so proud." Jing Yirong's firm gaze fell on Ye Xieming's face. "What you, Ye Xieming, can do, I can do, Jing Yirong. You can seal Xuanxuan I can also find a way to break your seal using your illusion skills."
After Jing Yirong said that, he turned around and left. Ye Xieming moved and all his inner energy returned to his body. He stepped forward and grabbed Jing Yirong's hand. He gently moved it and pulled Jing Yirong into his arms. Jing Yirong was surprised. Looking at Ye Xieming, "Why are you so good at martial arts?"
"You give me your true energy every day and feed me the most precious medicine. My internal strength has already recovered 70%. With 70% of my internal strength, I can open the acupuncture points you tapped for me." Ye Xieming told the truth.
Tell each other.
Jing Yirong glared at Ye Xieming. "You lied to me."
"I don't bother to lie to you. It's just that you have never asked me. Besides, being a helpless person in front of you seems to get more attention. Why should I continue to get your attention so easily?
Recover your martial arts quickly." Ye Xieming smiled evilly.
Jing Yirong was stunned. She couldn't explain her feelings. She understood Ye Xieming. A man as arrogant and arrogant as him couldn't accept that one day he would be regarded as a useless man. But he wanted to get her.
Pretending to be an ordinary person in order to get attention. Ye Xieming. Why. Why do you have to shock me again and again.
Ye Xieming noticed Jing Yirong's thoughts. The corner of his mouth raised a sarcastic smile. "Don't look at me like this. Everything I, Ye Xieming, do is for myself. I got you Jing Yirong also for my own happiness."
some."
Jing Yirong pushed Ye Xieming away. "It's already late and you should rest."
"Wait." Ye Xieming grabbed Jing Yirong's hand.
Jing Yirong turned around and asked with doubtful eyes.
Ye Xieming's eyes hidden by the mask couldn't help but turn away. He seemed a little embarrassed and a little shy. Jing Yirong was wondering if the flash of eyes he just saw in Ye Xieming's eyes was a sign of shyness.
Ye Xieming held a porcelain doll in his right hand, which was hidden under his long robe, and placed it in front of Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong stared blankly at the porcelain doll in Ye Xieming's hand. She remembered that it was one of a pair of porcelain dolls that Xuanxuan was clamoring to buy in the town. Her throat seemed to be stuck by something. Jing Yirong's throat seemed to be stuck.
Yi Rong couldn't say a word for a long time. "You..."
"I bought it casually." Ye Xieming placed the porcelain doll in Jing Yirong's hand. He turned around and quickly disappeared into the dark night. He was afraid that if he stayed for a second longer, he would feel even more uncomfortable.
Jing Yirong returned to the room, holding the warm porcelain doll. He would actually buy this as a gift for her. He would actually do such a thing. Jing Yirong was increasingly shocked by Ye Xieming.
Much. It is undeniable that I was really moved when I saw this porcelain doll. I was so moved that I felt that the past was the past. The people I once cared about didn't care even if they didn't remember it.
Ye Xieming standing in front of her with such fear would really make her feel distressed. His feelings were never easily exposed, but he possessed her openly and openly time and time again.
Jing Yirong sighed almost inaudibly. He stood up to put the porcelain doll away in his sleeves, but something fell down. It made a crisp sound in the silent night. Jing Yirong picked up the crystal clear thing that fell on the ground. There were actually two
A piece of jade.
Under the illumination of the candlelight, the jade pieces shone with a warm light. They were obviously jade, but they didn't feel cool at all. Jing Yirong looked at the jade pieces carefully. She was surprised to find that although the textures of the two jade pieces were similar, they were not exactly the same. Just because
The jade pieces are engraved with different characters. One is 'Rong' and the other is 'Qi'.
It's easy to think about 'Rong', it must be herself. But 'Qi'. My hand caressed the word pattern. My heart tightened for a while. Another vague picture appeared in my mind. A few figures. A faint laughter. The surroundings
There was a warm atmosphere. The jade piece seemed to be burning in her hands. Jing Yirong dropped the jade piece on the table in fear. The figures in her mind immediately disappeared.
On the table, there were two jade pieces on one side and a porcelain doll on the other. Jing Yirong looked helplessly at what had happened. Her memory must be slowly recovering. Otherwise, how could those images appear in her mind? inside.
The next day, when Jing Yirong got up, Xue Li was no longer beside him. When he got out of bed, he heard someone talking and laughing in the courtyard. He opened the door and went into the courtyard. His attitude has changed drastically. Now he can still make Xue Li giggle occasionally.
Yue Nu stood aside and looked at her master quietly. She seemed very happy about Ye Xieming's change. Jing Yirong did not walk into the courtyard. The too harmonious picture would only make those things in her mind The vaguely remembered scene was frightened back.
Jing Yirong smiled. He walked towards Jing Yirong and took Xue Li's hand. "Xuanxuan, why do you get up so early?"
"Today is the first day of the first lunar month. Brother Ming and I have been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go out and play together."
"Brother Ming." Jing Yirong looked at Xue Li in confusion and then at Ye Xieming. Ye Xieming had a faint smile on his lips but did not explain.
Jing Yirong couldn't help but sigh. Children are easier to deceive. In just a few months, his title changed from Masked Man to Brother Ming. It seemed that Xue Li had completely accepted Ye Xieming.
"Let's go for a walk." Ye Xieming stepped forward and took Jing Yirong's other hand. "It's not good to be bored on the first day of the new year."
Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows. "I didn't know you would care about this."
"I didn't care before." Ye Xieming's tone was flat and he didn't finish the rest of the words. It's true that he didn't care before. It's just that now because of you, even these things caught his eye.
Jing Yirong had no objection and let Xue Li lead the way out. The town under Hexiantai was really festive during the first month of the year. There were not only endless firecrackers set off on the streets, but also endless lion and dragon dances. Xue Li, who had never traveled far before, was dazzled by the variety of gadgets. He really wanted to put them all in his head.
Jing Yirong and Ye Xieming also followed Xue Li. No matter what fun she wanted to join in, they would accompany her. They seemed to have become Xue Li's nanny. Looking at Xue Li walking in front, Ye Xieming reached out and held Jing Yirong's hand. "For the first time in my life, I feel that the first day of the first lunar month is so meaningful."
"This is the first year since I lost my memory. Although there is no comparison, I am still very satisfied." Jing Yirong returned his hand to Ye Xieming. He must have been infected by the joy and warmth on the faces of the people around him. I am afraid that it is the same every day. They just want to be tired of fighting and killing. Now they are like an ordinary man and woman, content and calm in this crowd.
"Don't restore your memory. Don't think about other men. I am the most real person standing in front of you." Ye Xieming pulled Jing Yirong to stop. The eyes under the silver face were actually pleading. "Since If you give me hope, don’t make me despair again.”
Jing Yirong looked at Ye Xieming silently. Was he begging himself? Otherwise, how could there be pleading in his eyes? How could there be fear? His fear made her more curious about her memory. What on earth was going on? This kind of memory would make Ye Xieming so scared.
"Before I lost my memory, I didn't care about you." Jing Yirong suddenly affirmed something.
Ye Xieming was startled. His voice actually trembled. "You remembered."
"No. It's just a guess." Jing Yirong raised his arm and looked at Ye Xieming's hand that was holding her right hand tightly. "You held it too tightly. You also acted too scared. So I think Ye Xieming is with me. Before I lost my memory, I didn’t care about you, but others. That’s why you are so abnormal.”
Ye Xieming's bitter eyes were full of cruelty and chilling coldness. "There is no one else. There has never been anyone else."
Jing Yirong was silent. Such Ye Xieming was not the Ye Xieming in her impression. "In impression". Jing Yirong was stunned. How could she have such a reaction? Did she have the so-called impression? In her impression What exactly is Ye Xieming like?