Han Moyu trembled slightly, looking at the injured person in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of pity in his heart. She said, "You're hurt......"

Fu Changyu was stunned for a while, then shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine." After a while, he smiled sadly again and said, "I didn't expect you to take care of me at this time...... You're so stupid......" he said, but he burst into tears: "I don't deserve your ......"

"Since I love you, but I'm hurting you......" he said intermittently, "What about life and death, these should be borne by me alone, why should you be involved......"

Han Moyu was stunned for a while, suddenly his eyes turned red, and he looked at Fu Changyu's eyes and said, "Did I hurt you just now?" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, looked at it repeatedly, raised his eyes to look at Fu Changyu, and said, "I just felt a force burst out from here. ”

Fu Changyu vomited another mouthful of blood, he closed his eyes, opened them again after half a ring, looked at Han Moyu, and asked, "Will you hate me?" When you remember everything, you will definitely hate me, right?"

Han Moyu tilted his head, looked at Fu Changyu, and then looked down at his chest. I didn't feel any pain, as if I had never been hurt. Han Moyu was a little surprised, reached out and touched his chest, and found that his skin was intact and as smooth as jade.

She was stunned for a long time, then bit her lip and asked, "Am I dreaming?" It was as if I had a terrible dream, and I was pierced through my body with a knife, and a force burst out from my body. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, gently brushed away the long hair that covered her eyes, tilted her head and asked, "Are you hurt? Are you in pain? Are you dreaming?"

Fu Changyu looked at Han Moyu with those deep eyes, trembled and reached out to wrap his arms around Han Moyu's waist, hugged Han Moyu in his arms, and replied: "You are dreaming, this is a nightmare, but don't be afraid." Because, whether in heaven or on earth, I will go with you. I owe you in this life, if I can't pay it back in this life, I will pay it back in the next life, and I will pay it back together in the next life. You must wait for me. He choked up and whispered softly in her ear.

Han Moyu began to become quiet, she was a little sleepy, and closed her eyelids again. In front of her eyes, it seemed as if a wide river had appeared, and the surface of the river shimmered with a little golden light. She dozed off. She slowly lifted her feet and submerged them into the river. The river gently kissed her ankles, making her feel very comfortable.

She cracked her mouth and laughed, stepping on the soft yellow sand beneath her feet and walking deeper into the river until it was above her head. She closed her eyes, felt a huge buoyancy, and then her body was suspended in the water. Her beautiful long hair was scattered and danced slowly with the surging of the river. She just closed her eyes, not wanting to wake up again.

"If one day, the golden needle that seals the memory is forced out, and you remember everything again, will you hate me?...... At that time, I don't know how I can face you......"

Fu Changyu sighed softly, and reached out to gently caress Han Moyu's calm face. That face, devoid of joy and anger, resentment and sorrow, lost its vibrant brilliance, and became as tranquil as an epiphany blooming in the night.

Fu Changyu looked at Han Moyu quietly for a long time, and then leaned over, gently touched Han Moyu's cheek with his lips, and kissed it like a dragonfly. Fu Changyu kissed Han Moyu in her sleep, and reached out to hold her in her arms.

"Whether you hate me or love me, I will take responsibility. When the time comes, I will do what you want. Fu Changyu said softly, while gently stroking Han Moyu's hair.

Han Moyu, who was asleep, opened his eyes in the river, and suddenly fluttered in horror. At that moment, a hand reached out to her, and she grabbed it desperately, and then she felt her body being carried out of the water. When she emerged from the water, she gasped for breath before she raised her eyes to see her savior.

In the sun, the man was smiling at her, and she was fascinated for a moment. The man smiled softly, then faded away, and his figure dimmed in the sunlight, and finally disappeared like a gust of wind. Han Moyu was taken aback, and then looked around eagerly.

The endless meadow is full of small red and yellow flowers, and from a distance, it looks like a beautiful carpet. Behind Han Moyu was a towering tree, lush and green, its branches and leaves swaying in the wind. In front of me was a river glittering with golden light, and looking along the source of the river, there was a high mountain with a waterfall falling from the sky.

Han Moyu looked around, looking round and round, looking for it, but he couldn't find the person who had just appeared. She didn't know why, she felt very anxious and uncomfortable. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She shouted over and over again to the sky, to the rivers and to the trees, "Who are you, where are you?!" but no one answered her.

Han Moyu woke up crying. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the man she had been looking for in her dreams. She sat up suddenly, staring at Fu Changyu with wide eyes and motionless, before she stretched out her hand and stroked Fu Changyu's cheek: "Is it you?

Fu Changyu was stunned for a moment, he stretched out his trembling hand and slowly hugged Han Moyu, and said, "What's wrong?

Han Moyu cried out and threw herself into Fu Changyu's arms, saying, "Why do I feel so sad...... My heart was empty, as if I had lost something......"

Fu Changyu was stunned for a moment, gently patted her back with his palm, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault...... Forgive me, okay......"

Han Moyu woke up. Her memories had become fragmented. She can't remember the past when she was entangled with the person in front of her, and she can't remember all the love and hate. Sometimes the figure and smile of this person would suddenly appear in her mind, but then suddenly disappear.

Memories are like a kite that has lost its string, drifting away with the wind, and she runs and chases behind, but she can't catch it or see clearly.

She felt that the person in front of her was a little strange, and she didn't seem to have any intersection with this person, but sometimes when she saw that person, she felt unbearable heartache for a moment. So, she instinctively wanted to resist contact with that person.

However, every time at this time, a voice would ring in her ears, telling her that the man in front of her was the only love she had sought all her life and in this life, forcing her to get close to that person and get warmth from that person. The subconscious mind kept her away, and the emotions brought her closer, and she was so conflicted, confused.