After that, until the one hundred and sixty-two days before the little monk's accident, I either stayed in the shallow bay or at sea, except for the occasional ashore purchase.

I never dreamed again.

During this period, Grandpa came back several times, and he came and went in a hurry every time, relying on the sedan chair drivers to hurry back and forth.

He was very pleased that I had trained the boomerang, and that I didn't have to worry about the fact that I didn't notice anything unusual at sea.

He asked me about my dreams, and I told him the truth.

He told me that he had asked me about my dreams, but no one knew what it was.

It's good that I don't dream anymore, at least he doesn't have to worry about the bad things that dreams might have on me.

On the night of exactly one hundred and sixty-two days after the accident of the little monk, I fell asleep and dreamed again.

In the dream, I left the cabin again, all the way back to the cold pool where the old hairpin lady wanted to change skins with me.

In the naturally formed large stone cave, the black paint of the pool water is also cold to the bone.

The stone cave outside the deep pool is covered with spiky stalagmites, and the green liquid that constantly seeps out of the tips of the bamboo shoots emits green fluorescence.

In one of them, there is a little monk buried.

He's still buried where I saw it before.

He still only had his head exposed, and his face was no longer as white as paper.

His face was ruddy, his breathing was steady, and his closed eyes trembled slightly.

How come?!

I woke up suddenly, hurriedly pulled the boat to the shore, and hurried to the cold pool again overnight.

I tried to be as quiet as I could on the way up the mountain.

When I arrived at the entrance of the cave, I saw that the entrance of the cave was still hidden in a dense field of creepers, and there were no traces of the creepers' destruction.

My heart was pounding.

I waited outside the cave.

It is very likely that the last time I came over, I was in a maze, and all I saw were illusions, and it was because the two people in the cave didn't want to be disturbed by me anymore, so they deliberately set up a formation.

I didn't notice the maze at the time, either because my emotions were too unstable, or because the formation of the two people in the cave was too clever.

I waited outside the cave from night to day, and finally someone came out of the cave.

Is it a little monk?!

I quickly got up from the ground and patted the dust off my body, then quickly straightened my shirt and smiled.

The first to walk out was the man with facial paralysis, and the little monk followed him!

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Little ......!!! monk.

He looked the same way I looked when I saw him in a fantasy many years ago.

He was still wearing a wide monk's robe that was snow-white and not stained with any dust, but he was no longer indifferent and alienated.

His eyes were full of curiosity and delight, and he was so soft that he exploded.

On his left wrist hung five gray copper coins strung with red strings.

My smile froze on my face, and I was shocked beyond measure.

When the man with facial paralysis saw me, he stopped with a blank face.

When the little monk saw me as well, he ran straight to me.

"Sister, what are you doing here?" he looked up at me, his black and white eyes twinkling with stars, and his voice was sweet and sweet.

"I ...... Get. My eyes were firmly fixed on him, and I could barely squeeze the answer out of my throat, my voice dry and shaky, and I almost cried.

How did he become a child?

How could he forget me?

Is this the aftermath of the resurrection?

"Did you find it?" he asked, taking my hand.

His hands were still thin and thin, but warm.

"Found it. "I crouched down in extremely slow motion, looked at him, tears rolled up.

"Sister, are you sad? Aren't you happy that you've found it?" he looked puzzled, and his eyes were worried.

"It's a joy to be fought. "I couldn't control it anymore and tears welled up in my eyes.

He hurriedly lifted up the wide sleeves of his coat and kept wiping my tears, his eyes became more and more confused, and the worry in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Sister, what can I do to make you no longer sad?" he asked me as I was able to stop crying.

"Will you come with me?" I tried to smile, tears in my eyes again.

"Good. It just so happened that he didn't seem to want to take me with him. He said that we met in Pingshui. I woke up in the cave and didn't even remember who I was. He raised his hand and pointed at the man with facial paralysis.

"Nope. It's not me, I didn't want to bring. The paralyzed man, who continued to watch the play, twitched the corners of his mouth and immediately denied the triple.

"But I want to go with my sister now. He grabbed my hand tightly.

"No...... It's not appropriate, right?" said the man with facial paralysis had a tearless expression.

"I'm just going with my sister. He then hardened his attitude, and the words came out and pulled me away.

"Wait. The man with facial paralysis hurriedly stopped and teleported in front of us to block the way.

"What are you doing?!" he immediately stood in front of me, and he opened his arms to protect me.

"I ...... I just wanted to have a few words with your sister. A few words without malice. The man with facial paralysis took two steps back, his expression already miserable.

"Would you like it, sister?" he asked, turning to me.

"Good. It's okay to just talk a few words. "I restrained my overwhelming emotions and walked to the side with the paralyzed man.

The man with facial palsy who proposed to talk to me stopped talking for a long time after we stepped aside.

"Is it possible for him to regain his memory?" I said.

"No, it won't. He has no ability now, can you take him away to ensure his safety?" the man with facial paralysis asked me before giving an answer.

"If there is danger, if I don't die, he won't die, if I die, he won't die, and if he dies, I will pay with my life. "I immediately gave a guarantee.

"Where are you taking him?" the man with facial palsy asked again.

The question of the man with facial paralysis coming again, if a bucket of biting ice water was splashed on his head, made me calm and sober in an instant, and also made me at a loss.

Where can I take him?

Shallow Bay?

When I took him back to Shallow Bay, it was tantamount to revealing his resurrection in front of my grandfather, and it was tantamount to putting him in danger and putting him on the board.

I haven't tried to do my grandfather's ideological work, and when my grandfather sees him, he will kill again, even if I threaten him with my own life, I will probably have to cut down the grass again even if he has no memory.

Although I can not return to Shallow Bay for a short time, I cannot never return to Shallow Bay forever.

I'm not fit to take him with me all the time.

In front of my grandfather, I couldn't protect him.

And also...... He won't regain his memory anymore.

He is not who he once was.

What's the point of me taking him away again?

Could it be that I am going to treat him as a child husband?

I don't have pedophilia.

At this point, I was able to accept him as a child.

He was just an ignorant kid in my eyes.

I want him to grow up healthy, and naturally I can't say love to him who is just a child, it's too deformed.

I can't do it, to say love to him when I am young, or when he grows up, I don't love him.

It's really a trick to make people.

Even if he only has a 1 in 100 million chance of regaining his memory, I won't let him go.

No matter how long it takes, I'll be patient and wait until that one in a billion chance arises before I say to him, I love you.

But this is the after-effect of his resurrection, and I don't even have a chance of a 1 in 100 million.

"I ask again, if you were to take him for a month, where would you take him?"

"For a month, you can go anywhere. I gave the answer with a bitter smile.

The man with facial paralysis then exchanged phone calls with me and turned around and left, and the distance was almost there, which made me have to suspect that he was on the run, he really didn't want to take the little monk, he deliberately wanted to leave the little monk behind.

I:......

"Sister, let's go. The little monk came up to me at this time and took my hand.

"Good. I withdrew my gaze to collect my excess emotion, smiled lightly, bent down to pick him up, and walked down the hill.

"Sister, I'm a man, I should walk by myself. However, my sister's arms are so warm. He leaned on my shoulder and smiled and bent his eyes.

"The little mouth is so sweet, I don't know how many little girls I will harm when I grow up. "I smiled even deeper, there was no bitterness or sadness.

It's good he's still alive.

I hope he can grow up healthy, smooth sailing, and a fulfilling life.

When he has the girl he likes, I will do everything I can to put on a grand wedding for him.

I will do my best to keep him safe and secure for the rest of his life, even at the cost of his life.

After all, I owe him, but luckily, I still have a chance to pay it back.

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