Chapter 15: Amnesia (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

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Lu Xiaomei's eyes were a piece of nothingness.

It was like a remnant of the war, with traces of battle everywhere, and it was dead.

Her heart rose to her throat, and she looked in horror at the deserted surroundings.

I couldn't help but panic in my heart.

It seemed that at any moment a hand could reach out from this nothingness and snatch her away.

Suddenly, she heard a small whisper, as if someone was talking.

She followed the sound cautiously, saw a mound, and hid sideways behind it.

Not far away, there stood two figures, one red and one gray.

She only felt that the two figures were very familiar, but she couldn't remember who they were.

At this moment, the voices of the two people got closer and closer, and only one woman said: "Now that the great cause has been completed, I will not forget the merits of your old man, I said, this Flame Palace is yours, it is yours." ā€

Ryuka Palace? It's familiar, but I can't remember what it is.

Another slightly older male voice came: "What about you?" Where are you going? ā€

"Don't worry, I'll go far and never come back." The woman sighed, as if with endless helplessness.

"Okay, don't forget your words, and leave it at that." The old man said.

Lu Xiaomei wondered in her heart, what were these two people talking about, and she didn't know whether the two were friends or foes, and whether she should go out and ask.

She leaned out half of her little face and secretly looked at the two of them, wanting to see if she could go out and ask for help.

She watched the woman in red bend down to say goodbye to the old man in gray, the old man nodded, and just turned around, only to see a red light suddenly burst out of the water sleeve of the red clothes, piercing the old man's neck.

The old man fell to his knees with a look of astonishment, and without saying a word, his eyes dilated and lifeless.

She was so frightened that she even forgot to retract her head in fear at that moment, only to see the old man in gray fall to the ground for only two or three seconds, and he turned into a wolf.

"Ahh

There was a tingling pain in her head as if she had been pricked by a needle, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but then she reacted and quickly covered her mouth.

But this movement was still noticed by the woman in red.

The woman in red stood straight in front of her, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of spring, although the makeup and clothes were different, but she would never admit her mistake with this face!

She shouted in shock: "Sister! ā€

Tears burst out of the embankment.

But what greeted her was not a warm embrace, but a thorn in the heart of a cone.

A tingling pain in his chest.

She looked down in disbelief as the finger-thick red thorn went straight into her chest.

"Sister, sister?" She stared blankly at this face that captivated the country and the city, and couldn't figure out how her sister who doted on her so much could be so cruel to herself.

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and death, and there is no old age and death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. With no attainment, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, the mind is free of obstacles, there are no obstacles, there is no fear, away from upside-down dreams, nirvana... ā€

Suddenly, there was a sound in the air, swept from all over the world, like a bell and a drum, getting louder and louder.

The scene before her gradually became distorted.

The woman in red seemed to be tortured by something, and a painful look gradually appeared on her face, and the beads of sweat on her forehead were dense, and after a while, beads of sweat began to fall like rain.

"Ahhhh

Seeing this, she hurriedly grabbed the woman in red and asked worriedly, "Sister! What happened to you? Are you okay? ā€

But Hongyi opened her hand, as if afraid of touching her, and hurriedly stepped back, quickly disappearing into this distorted nothingness.

"Sister!" She panicked and ran forward in the direction she had disappeared.

"Sister!! Sister!! ā€

She cried out loudly, but there was nothing in front of her but the twisted world.

"Sister...

She fell to her knees crying, and couldn't figure out why she finally came back, but she still left her again.

"Xiaomei? Wake up. ā€

Another warm and bright voice resounded in her heart, and she looked up at the sound, only to see a bright light rise in the air, which pierced her eyes a little.

But the voice shouted so quickly that she had to look at it.

Finally, she saw a blurred outline appear in front of her.

It's so pretty.

She thought to herself, and then she tried to poke out again, trying to see the man's face more closely.

"Xiaomei, you're finally awake!"

The man seemed very happy to see her, and took her into his arms.

As if he had suddenly returned to land from deep water, the weight of his eardrums disappeared at once, and the whole world became much clearer.

"You, you are?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a sticky feeling of her lips, and her throat was also thirsty.

The tears in the corners of Yan Tiannan's eyes were stifled by her words, he looked at Lu Xiaomei in fear, and asked tremblingly, "Xiaomei, don't you remember me?" ā€

Lu Xiaomei looked at the person in front of her and frowned, it was so familiar, but there was a chaos in her mind, and she couldn't remember who it was.

So she shook her head.

It was like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, Yan Tiannan lost his voice, and couldn't say a word anymore, but the shock and pain in his eyes made people feel distressed.

After a while, he trembled his lips and said in a thin voice: "Are you serious, don't you remember me?" ā€

Lu Xiaomei nodded.

A sense of despair suddenly filled his heart, and he realized at this moment that she had already become so important in his heart.

"Think about it again, who have you eaten and lived with in these two months?" He grabbed Lu Xiaomei's shoulders without giving up and asked seriously.

Lu Xiaomei bit her lower lip and thought carefully, and suddenly asked, "Are you my husband?" Otherwise, how could they eat and live together? ā€

Yan Tiannan closed his eyes in despair, and a bitterness welled up in his throat.

"Am I having amnesia?" Lu Xiaomei patted her head and said with annoyance, "I heard that there is a way to cure amnesia, do you want to try it on me?" ā€

"What's the solution?" Yan Tiannan hurriedly asked as if grasping a life-saving straw.

The little man smiled slyly, pointed to his cheek, and said, "Kiss me, and I will remember you." ā€