When I first had some memories, it was probably the moment I met Chen Lao. The sense of familiarity that came up from my bones made me resist inexplicably.

I knew the old man wasn't a bad guy, but I resisted.

Because of this strange familiarity, I also know, I hate this feeling.

I was picked up by Qinghe, and Qingyang also mentioned it when he laughed at me, I was at a loss at first, but then I felt lucky. What would happen if it wasn't picked up by Qingqing?

I like my life now, even though I can't remember the past.

I don't like my past, because whenever I dream back in the middle of the night, I can always feel a faint heaviness in my heart, as if there is something very important that has not been done.

How good life is now, relaxed and happy, fighting with that stinky little ghost in Qingyang, joking. Running with Qingqing's farts every day, watching her laugh and laughing with me, to hell with those in my dreams!

It wasn't until I met Mr. Chen that I had a sense of crisis.

His eyes, his expression, all speak of his acquaintance with me.

I hated him, not only because he made Qingqing kneel in front of him and beg him, but also because of the fear in my heart.

I was afraid that the current situation would be broken, so I always resisted Qingqing to run to see him, and even later, I made a noise and refused to let Qingqing go to the Fu family to do a wedding banquet.

Fu Dongqing, Fu Dongqing, the tip of the tongue rolled in the mouth a few times, and it always felt familiar. And all the people who feel familiar are instinctively resisted by me.

It's a pity that Qingqing refuses to listen.

Qingqing was called to the prefect Zhang Hai's house, they were all afraid, what were they afraid of? I don't know, it seems that I am excluded, there are many things that I feel like an outsider, at a loss.

I asked, but unfortunately they wouldn't say.

Later, my hunch came true.

Something was lost at home, and we fled overnight, ran to the Qingliang Mountain, and saw the bearded guy.

I never thought it was him who took us in, obviously we had a fight, and I also injured his brother.

I never thought that they actually had a hard time.

At this time, I was thinking, if there is any way, try to help.

Probably that day was not too far away.

Sure enough, the next day, there was a loud uproar at the bottom of the mountain, and the bandits in the mountains raised their swords and went down the mountain as if they were facing a great enemy.

I pulled Qingqing down the mountain, trying to confirm my thoughts, but when it came to the end, I wanted to retreat. I want to escape back to the top of the mountain and fly away with Qingyang, there is no more Mu Gui in the world!

Mu Gui!

I'm actually called Mu Gui, and that's what those people call me.

No, no, no, my name is Erbai, Xu Erbai, and the name given by Qingqing.

But I am indeed Mu Gui, and I know it myself, because when I saw those mighty soldiers and listened to Chen Kaiyang's passionate words, my heart was actually boiling.

I had to put all my effort into suppressing this feeling, pushing the door open, and then returning home with difficulty, making a promise to Qingqing, telling me that I was just Erbai, not Mu Gui now, and not Mu Gui in the future.

I originally wanted to hold myself down and accompany Qingqing steadily, I didn't want to see her depressed and ignore herself.

But who knew that one day I was taken away, forcibly pierced by someone with a golden needle, and decided for me to restore my memory.

But where do they know, I actually remember everything.

The pain covered all my senses, and in the fog, I seemed to hear Qingqing's cry, which was still in my ears.

The pain in the heart and mouth is even more painful than the pain in the body.

Qingqing, Qingqing, don't cry, I'm here.