Later, she gradually let go of her resentment, accepted the fact that her family had left, and was no longer cynical.

also gradually regained his original temperament, hiding the squeamish, Afu who grew up in honey, leaving a cynical Xue Zhixuan.

At that time, Xue Zhiqian loved to laugh.

Laugh when you're happy, laugh when you're angry, and laugh when you're sad.

It seems that the sky is falling, and she can laugh heartlessly, not sad at all.

How did it become the cold it is now?

Holding on to her forehead, she doesn't remember it.

Maybe it's because she has experienced too many things, and she has lost more and more relatives and friends, so she doesn't want to be hurt again, so she simply gives herself a cold face to protect herself.

That's not the point, the point is ......

Why, why did she lose so many memories and not realize it before?

Although Zhixuan is not as bewitching as Yi Jiangshu, he is also a genius who will never forget, and his memory has always been good, how can he forget some of it and not know it?

Isn't it anyone...... What did she do, or did she do not want it herself?

If it's someone else......

Holding on to her frowns, she didn't think anyone could do anything to herself without being discovered, even if she was not as strong as she is now.

After all, when she is not so strong, the other people are not very powerful, they are all weak chickens.

If there is really someone, it will only be a person or ghost who has won the trust of the stubborn and succeeds in a state of surprise.

Besides, if you want to hold on to it, it is completely impossible to have such a means unless you are an unborn genius.

Zhishang's intuition is impossible, and this choice is directly passed.

If it's herself......

Zhifei thought again, why did she blur her memory?

Because it's too painful?

But when the Xue family was wiped out and Yi Jiangshu died, she survived, what else could she not bear?

Zhiwan tapped his forehead with a headache, and couldn't think of it.

"Afu ......"

A voice suddenly came from behind, and the movements of the scarlet were instantly frozen.

The voice......

This is called......

She was so timid for a while that she didn't dare to turn back.

I'm afraid it's just an illusion, but it's nothing.

"Afu, I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you want to see me?"

The voice had a kind of shallow coldness, listening to the ears, like a spring breeze in March, still with a bit of winter coolness, not lightly or lightly across the eardrums, arousing a shiver.

Zhiqian was speechless for a while, she blinked quickly, collected her expression and turned around slowly.

There was nothing behind him, and the tables and chairs were all placed in their place, as they should be.

I can't tell what it feels like, as if I expected it to be like this, but it inevitably turns disappointment.

Zhiwan couldn't help but smile bitterly at herself, what are you expecting?

Ashu has long since left, and she can't be here.

"Afu, didn't you see me so disappointed?"

There was a chuckle in his ears, and before he could react, he saw a cyan halo in the air in front of him.

The blue light is like a silk thread, dancing back and forth leisurely, slowly weaving a slender shadow.

It was a very beautiful woman, slightly taller than Zhiqi, with light facial features, a pair of Danfeng eyes that seemed to condense the glory of the sun and the moon, revealing a noble and delicate temperament for no reason.

If it is said that the silk is a Western oil painting with brilliant colors and elegance, then this woman is an ancient ink painting of the Merry Freehand Shape and Spirit.

They are all unborn beauties, but they have their own merits and are peerless.

The woman was dressed in green clothes, and her hair was covered with green silk and was simply tied up with a hairband of the same color, looking like a layman who was hidden in the mountains and rivers in ancient times.

She didn't have much expression, and there was a smile like a breeze in her phoenix eyes, which dispersed a lot of the ethereal aura around her body that was about to go away with the wind at any time.

This is Yi Jiangshu, a person who is even more magical than the Protoss.

...... Now it could be a ghost.

"Ah...... Auntie ......"

Zhiwan didn't know what she was doing, so she stared at the long-lost figure in front of her, full of confusion.

Be...... Are you sure?

She couldn't help but think.

Such a dress, such a look, such a unique person......

She seems to have lost it for so long, so long that she doesn't even know that she once had it.

It was so long that even if she forgot about it, she didn't feel anything wrong.

Zhiwan muttered distractedly, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme, which was not good at all.

"It's me. ”

Yi Jiangshu didn't miss her best friend's expression, she responded softly, and her voice, which had always been cold and waveless, seemed to have a little tenderness.

In fact, the head of the Yi family is also a little confused in her heart, she has been asleep, she was awakened once six hundred years ago, and then she fell asleep again, knowing that she had untied Meng Qingyao's imprisonment before waking up again.

Yi Jiangshu is a person, she doesn't pay attention to everything, she has no trace of geese, except for her best friends and the Yi family, there is nothing in the world worthy of her nostalgia.

So when she woke up and found that the white-clothed dog was floating in the clouds for a moment, and the vicissitudes of the sea were vicissitudes, there was no panic in her heart at all.

When she saw Zhixuan, she wondered about the changes in her friend, so she followed her into Meng Qingyao's memory illusion and spent twelve hours in the illusion mirror with Zhixuan.

came out together again, originally wanted to have a good talk with Zhiqian after coming out, but happened to meet Meng Qingyao and his wife, she has always been measured, so she waited quietly, and only then did she appear after Zhiqian finished handling the affairs.

She didn't know how long it had been, the clothes on Zhisan were not like those of the dynasty they were in, and the clothes on the three people who came in were also quite strange.

Yi Jiangshu didn't know that the world that was just two nights for her had actually passed more than a thousand years.

She didn't know that her best friend had actually been separated from her for more than a thousand years.

"Y-How could you ......?"

Zhifei couldn't help but take two steps forward, reaching out to touch the face that was close at hand.

"Are you real......?

"I am. ”

Yi Jiangshu said helplessly, letting Zhiqian put his hand on her face back and forth.

Friends used to like to touch her face when there was nothing to do, and Yi Jiangshu said that she was very used to it.

The only good friend, what else can I do if I want to touch your face?

The head of the Yi family, who was touched on the face, had a noble face like a fairy, but he was motionless and stubborn on her face, and a smile spread in the depths of her eyes.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhiwan reluctantly withdrew her hand, I have to say that Yi Jiangshu's face is really easy to touch, I don't know if it is because she has been living in the banyan tree, compared to the ghost next to her, her face is not cold, but with a trace of warm coolness.

It's more comfortable than the best warm jade.

However, Zhiqian knew the measure, and it was not a problem to touch it like this all the time, so although she was reluctant, she withdrew her hand and asked instead.