Xu Min told his dream, and after speaking, Zhang Qian and Xing Jialuo both frowned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It stands to reason that you will be separated, so you must be a person of destiny, and there must be nothing wrong with that. Listening to your description just now, I personally feel that this dream of yours is not like a dream, but a real memory fragment," Xinggalo said, though not sure.

"Memory fragments, what is that?" Zhang Qian asked curiously.

Xu Min explained directly to Zhang Qian: "The human brain is a very magical existence, and memories are stored in it. Although people forget some things, in fact, these things are not forgotten, but are left in a corner of the brain by themselves. The memories produced by this abnormal forgetting are memory fragments. For example, my memory has been sealed, but since the moon god senior in the Tomb of the Gods tore a corner for me, it is normal for some memory fragments to appear. ”

Zhang Qian nodded as if he didn't understand: "So, your memory is starting to recover?"

"It's not that easy, if the memory fragment appears, it means that part of Xu Min's memory has begun to break and fade, if this memory is sealed for a long time, it is likely that it will never be remembered in the future. Xing Jialuo shook his head, negating Zhang Qian's judgment.

Zhang Qian looked at Xu Min, asking Xu Min in his eyes. Xu Min's eyes were gloomy, and he nodded helplessly, but did not speak. Xu Min attaches great importance to his memory, otherwise he would not be so desperate to break through, at this time, there will be memory fragments, indicating that there is not much time for him.

At night, Xu Min had no intention of sleeping, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Zhang Qian wanted to stay with him, but Xu Min said that he wanted to be alone and quiet, so Zhang Qian had no choice but to leave the dormitory with Xingjialuo.

The two talked as they walked.

"Why are the people around me so calamitous and difficult?Should I be lonely all my life?" Zhang Qian whispered, his voice was a little lonely, Xu Min's matter hit him very hard, and reminded him of what happened before, the people around him had accidents one after another, Uncle Ghost, Grandpa Chen Long, Aunt Zhang, Sister Yueyan, as long as it was someone who had a relationship with him, something happened one by one, and he was now wondering if he didn't show up, they wouldn't have had these things.

Xingjialuo looked at Zhang Qian's lost face, his delicate little hand grabbed Zhang Qian's thick palm tightly, and said softly: "Actually, you are not unlucky, these things are not something you can control, since I was a child, my mother told me that this world is a world of the jungle, even if you don't provoke anyone, you may not be able to have a peaceful life." The stronger the ability, the stronger the responsibility you have to bear, if you want the people around you to be happy, you must first make yourself strong, so that you can protect the people around you from harm. ”

Zhang Qian raised his head and looked at Xing Jialuo with empty eyes: "But I'm still so weak now, even Sister Yueyan didn't protect it~~~"

The two unconsciously walked to the lake, and Xingjialuo motioned for Zhang Qian to find a clean place to sit down.

Looking at Zhang Qian's haggard face, Xingjialuo smiled and said: Let me tell you a story, once upon a time there was a little girl who had never seen her father since she was a child, and every time she asked her mother, what her father looked like, or when she asked her father when he would come home, her mother would ruddy her eyes and tell her that her father had gone to a far, far away place, and it would take a long, long time to come back, and when you grow into a big girl, your father will come back, and at that time you will also become stronger, so that you can help your father.

After hearing this, the little girl was very happy and worked hard to cultivate every day, hoping that she would become stronger soon, and then she could help her father. But the good times didn't last long, and when the little girl was six years old, a group of demons came to her house, took her mother in front of her, and even beat her mother to death in front of her.

For this girl, this day was supposed to be her sixth birthday, a very happy day, but turned out to be the nightmare day of her life. That day she will never forget, deeply imprinted in her mind. When her mother was taken away, she told her that she must become strong in order to protect the people around her.

Zhang Qian looked at Xingjialuo, and at this time, Xingjialuo's face was already full of tears. Zhang Qian stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face and said, "This girl is you, right?"

Xingjialuo looked at Zhang Qian and asked rhetorically, "Do you believe that this girl is me? In your heart, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Looking at Xingjialuo Lihua's rainy face, Zhang Qian couldn't bear to deceive her, so he said truthfully: "I don't know, when I first saw you, I thought you were amazing and very beautiful. But then when I was at the Tomb of the Gods, I thought you would be my friend, but there were some things, some feelings that made me think that you are not so simple, you have your own goals, but I don't know what those goals are, I always feel that you are a person with a veil and do not tell the truth to everyone. So I can't fully trust you, I'm sorry. ”

Xinggalo smiled, and the smile was beautiful, not the ******** temptation before, but the innocent smile that a girl of this age should have.

"Thank you, Zhang Qian. You were the first to tell me the truth, and I could tell you weren't lying to me. Yes, I have my own secrets, but you have to believe me, every word I say today is true, and if one day I do something that you can't forgive, please believe that I must be forced to do it, but I will never hurt you, because you are my truest friend. ”

The moonlight shone on the two of them, and they sat by the quiet lake all night. Snuggling up to each other and comforting each other, two people who were manipulated by fate opened their hearts to each other for the first time.

Zhang Qian looked at Xingjialuo, who was sleeping heavily on his shoulder, with a satisfied smile on his face. She must have slept so soundly in a long time. How hard it is for a person to have to disguise himself as a tough person in order to survive.

Brushing the hair from Xingjialuo's face with his hand, he quietly looked at her face, quiet and gentle. It seems that this woman is not so annoying anymore. As if feeling the temperature of Zhang Qian's hand, Xing Jialuo, who was asleep, frowned, changed to a more comfortable position, and fell asleep quietly.