Jiang Wuyun looked at Wang Dongdong, he actually didn't intend to interfere with Wang Dongdong's decision. If Wang Dongdong wants to get back his memory now, of course it would be better, but if he chooses to give up, in fact, there is no loss for Jiang Wuyun, after all, that little bit of remuneration will be forgotten.

Jiang Wuyun can come here again, it is better than anything else, this is the best reward.

Wang Dongdong looked at Yan Ruyu very seriously and said: "I choose to know the truth, I have lived like a goldfish in the past 20 years, swimming out, swimming back, and then forgetting everything, I can't even remember what happened to my parents." ”

Yan Ruyu was a little unbearable: "If the truth is cruel, do you want to know it too?"

Wang Dongdong was stunned: "What does it mean that the truth is cruel?" Jiang Wuyun looked at him and said with disgust: "You don't want to remember yourself, you'd rather sell your memories to this monster, you say cruel or not, do you dare to ask for it." ”

Xiaoxiao's cold gaze stabbed at Jiang Wuyun, he didn't like this human very much, and more importantly, this human being, he would not be erased by him at all, this was the first time, he felt some uncontrollable threats, maybe he had stayed here long enough, it was time to leave, just Ah Yan...... He hesitated.

Jiang Wuyun's whole body was like being covered with thorns, and his whole body was uncomfortable, he took two steps back, walked to Yan Ruyu's side, and shamelessly let Yan Ruyu block this gaze, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The corners of Ah Yan's mouth were crooked, and he looked at the embarrassed Jiang Wuyun, although he looked alike, Jiang Wuyun was still not half a star worse than Xiaoxiao, and his momentum was simply crushed into mud by Xiaoxiao. is this brazen ability, Xiaoxiao is far inferior to him.

Wang Dongdong hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm doing well now, and it's not much better." If it's a memory that I sold myself, I'll redeem it today. He thought for a moment: "No matter what terrible memory it is, twenty years have passed, should there be a break?"

Ah Yan sighed and stopped persuading.

Seeing that he insisted, Xiaoxiao didn't persuade much, stretched out his hand, and a transparent crystal bottle filled with black surging smoke slowly flew out of the shelf and fell into Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Immortal, he really is an immortal!" Wang Dongdong muttered.

"Youkai, he's really a youkai!" Jiang Wuyun muttered.

Jiang Wuyun felt that Xiaoxiao did it on purpose to show him, because the last time he came, I didn't see him use this trick so swaggeringly, I felt that he deliberately wanted to show Jiang Wuyun, Jiang Wuyun was expressionless, but he kept slandering this monster in his belly, careful eyes, love to show off, and small belly.

Ah Yan seemed to hear Jiang Wuyun's heart, and the corners of his mouth curved to a beautiful arc. Jiang Wuyun's heart is like drinking hot milk tea in the cold winter, warm and sweet, warm to the heart, sweet to the tip of the tongue, why is Ah Yan so good-looking, Jiang Wuyun's attention is completely off Xiaoxiao.

Wang Dongdong looked at Xiaoxiao, his eyes were full of the adoring expressions of young people. The black crystal bottle slowly flew into Xiaoxiao's hand, and another bottle followed, flying into Xiaoxiao's other hand, adding a lot of mystery to this place.

Xiaoxiao's face was expressionless: "This is what you sold me twenty years ago, and this one, is all your memories in the past twenty years, are you sure you want to take it back?" Those dark smoke surged in the crystal bottle, hitting the bottle, there was no sound, but it made people feel very frightened.

Wang Dongdong looked at the smoke with teeth and claws, and felt very palpitating inexplicably, he pulled Jiang Wuyun and looked at him for help, Jiang Wuyun pulled his sleeve open, and said disgustedly: "I decide my own affairs, ask me what I am doing." ”

Wang Dongdong had no choice but to turn his face to look at Xiaoxiao, the fairy was waiting for his decision expressionlessly, Yan Ruyu stood aside with the cat in his arms, and did not speak, Jiang Wuyun only looked at Yan Ruyu.

This is his own business, Wang Dongdong said to himself.

But what was the reason for his unexplained fear? He suddenly realized that he must have been unable to bear these memories when he sold them to Xiaoxiao, and he could bear it today? In the past 20 years, he has not grown or progressed at all.

But maybe he only had this chance in his life to get rid of this curse, he nodded to Xiaoxiao, "I want to get those memories back." ”

Shino removed the cork of the crystal bottle, and the smoke gushed out, quickly filling the room.

Yan Ruyu looked at it, and suddenly covered her mouth, and Jiang Wuyan's gaze also shifted from Ah Yan to Wang Dongdong's memories.

Twenty years ago, in the middle of the night on Valentine's Day in the millennium, a little boy sold out his flowers, and the little girl next door had not sold out of flowers.

The little boy knew too well what would happen if he didn't sell his flowers, so he snatched the little girl's basket and stuffed it into her hand, and then walked down the bridge to the other end to sell it.

What the little boy didn't expect was that the business was not so easy to do later, and he didn't sell out that basket of flowers in the end, of course he knew what was waiting for him.

When he finished work in the middle of the night, of course he didn't end well, and the fact that he gave the money from the sale of flowers to the girl next door was known by the two thugs, and they beat him up hard.

The little boy didn't regret it, he just regretted that he didn't have enough time to sell the flowers, and if only he had decided to exchange them with the little girl earlier.

In the alleys late at night, no one comes and goes, this is the dark side of the city, a place that no one will pay attention to. He was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding, Brother Jie's cigarette butt was burning on his body, the little boy curled up and couldn't avoid it, Brother Dashan's leather shoes kicked on his body, and the little boy heard the sound of bones cracking.

He clutched his head, blood pouring from between his fingers, blurring his eyes. His mouth was sweet, and he was thinking in his heart, fortunately it was himself, the little girl next to him couldn't stand such torture, she was so delicate, on the contrary, she had thick skin anyway, and her father didn't love her mother.

It's good when they're done, they're done with it, they're tired of fighting, and they stop, the little boy thought.

The time was long, the seconds passed like years, the skin was abandoned in his eyes, he protected his head, tried to ignore the physical pain, and tried to think that when he came home after a while, he could eat a delicious meal of instant noodles and eggs, as long as they had enough, they would stop, it was like this before.

But this time was different, because a girl's voice sounded firmly at the mouth of the alley: "Stop, you're going to kill him." "It's the girl who sells flowers next to him.