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Xue Huaijian lowered his eyes and looked at his empty hand, slightly distracted.

Tai Wei clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and continued: "But if you don't want to take my life here, then I won't be with you." Her trembling fingers had calmed down, and the copper coin was in her palm like a reassuring pill.

She never expected that she would care so much about a copper coin.

However, if she thought about it, she found that the first thing she believed she did when she came back was to find such a copper coin, which she carried with her every day and played with it all the time, just like in the past.

When she and Xue Huaijian were not separated, this was just his habit, but after separation, this habit also became hers.

It's like a thought, deceiving yourself, you should let go, but you can't let go.

Taiwei clenched her hands hard, put her hands behind her back, straightened her back, and showed a stubborn and stubborn expression.

Xue Huaijian seemed to be a little stunned, slowly lowered his hand, and asked, "What, you just want me to kill you so much?" The man's voice was young and cold.

Taiwei met his gaze and did not make a sound.

Of course she didn't want to die, but once she met him, it was like meeting a nemesis, and her former calmness was swept away, and she didn't count it at all. Tai Wei lowered his head slightly, recalling their conversation before Xue Huaijian suddenly became angry.

-- The eight characters do not match.

His birth date, what was wrong with the sentence she blurted out?

Tai Weixing's eyes narrowed, remembering that he said that it was something he didn't even know. But how can a person not know the date of his birth? Moreover, all the things she knows come from his mouth.

However, it is true that such a thing as a date of birth is not known to outsiders, and it is not something that can be known by casually looking for someone on the street.

Taiwei knew that she was absent-minded, and she was afraid that she would miss her mouth and be round if she couldn't get round, so she had to speak: "The years, months and hours I just said are all nonsense. ”

But Xue Huaijian obviously didn't believe it.

She said it so clearly, without hesitation, it didn't seem like she didn't know what to say at all.

He laughed slowly: "Nonsense?"

Tai Wei bowed: "It's indeed nonsense." ”

The smile on Xue Huaijian's face deepened, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He stood in front of her with a smiling face, and looked at her condescendingly: "Yes? But Miss Qi is talking nonsense, but she is not talking nonsense." ”

Tai Wei was stunned for a moment, what do you mean? Could it be that he really didn't know his birthday? Her face changed, and a thousand possibilities suddenly appeared in her heart.

She frowned to find his eyes.

The surrounding light was not as bright as before, and when she looked over, it was only hazy and not very clear.

She couldn't see his eyes clearly.

But how?

She clearly remembered a day.

When they got married, they didn't invite anyone to meet any eight characters, but their birthday was celebrated together. The days he clearly told her were fake? Was it because he casually talked nonsense back then, and he couldn't coax her?

Taiwei frightened the thought.

She knew that there were lies everywhere between them, and their seemingly quiet life was made of lies, but even their birthdays were fake?

So what else is true?

His like, his eyes, and the "pretty aunt" he called in her ear, how much is it true?

Taiwei's eyes changed, and the blood on his face disappeared for a long time.

She was like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't spit out a word.

And he leaned close to her and whispered: "I don't remember, I don't remember the birth date or the origin." ”

Taiwei held her breath.

She didn't know, she had never heard him say anything like this. Back then, after they knew each other's true identities, they didn't talk about it in detail. How she had left home, how she had survived alone, she had told him nothing.

Similarly, why he left Beijing and why he became a gardener incognito, she never asked.

What did they not know when they first saw each other, but what was the point of knowing when they did? Knowing that, would they be able to turn back the clock, or would they be able to bring back the poor child?

Taiwei was extremely disheartened and shrouded in despair, and she didn't have the slightest idea of asking.

When he was still in the capital, she didn't ask a word.

At this moment, when she heard the words "I don't remember" from the mouth of Xue Huaijian, who had never been as weak as the crown, she couldn't hide her surprise and widened her eyes slightly.

The surprise of this true expression is not half fake.

Xue Huaijian, who had interrogated countless people, knew at a glance that she was really surprised.

"Let's go. He suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged her forward.

The sky was already darkening little by little, from sunset to nightfall, but in the blink of an eye.

Taiwei didn't shake off his hand, but just asked in a low voice, "You really don't remember at all?"

Everyone knows that he is the adopted son of the national teacher Jiao Xuan, not his own flesh and blood, but he doesn't remember his origin, and no one knows. When he met Jiao Xuan, he was no longer young, and a child of that age shouldn't not remember his life experience......

Xue Huaijian seemed to guess what she was thinking, sneered when he heard the words, and said sarcastically: "It's just an orphan, without a father or mother, so naturally I don't know my life experience." ”

He hid the fact that he was injured when he was a child and did not mention it, but Taiwei suddenly remembered.

He had a scar on his head, hideous and terrifying, an old scar.

When she saw the scar for the first time, she was shocked and asked him what was the matter. Although he did not elaborate, he mentioned that the scar was left by him when he was a child.

Now that I think about it, since he was a child, he must have that scar on his head now.

Tai Wei stared at his back, and his heart became a mess.

Could it be that he has forgotten the past precisely because of his childhood injury?

If that were the case, then what he said to her might not have to be all nonsense. Maybe by that time, he had already remembered everything.

Taiwei speculated wildly, and wanted to ask a question, but there was a voice in her head that was desperately trying to stop her, she couldn't ask!

Otherwise, she won't be able to hold on.

She shouldn't have known he had a scar on his head, and she shouldn't have known anything about him.

Taiwei had no choice but to be silent, her breathing gradually sank, and she followed Xue Huaijian all the way forward. The road in Jingzhong, he is obviously much more familiar than her. But as she walked, Taiwei found that this path was wrong.

The more she walked, the stranger the road was, the place she had never passed before.

Where is he taking her?