Mr. Ding continued, "You say that what you forgot doesn't matter, but if you forget everything, how do you know if it's important or not? When you see your father, you don't need to pretend to be strange, because you have forgotten the nurturing feelings of your parents, and only remember the grace of your parents who gave birth to you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYou don't think it matters, but I sigh for a long time, hating that I can't cure your conscienceless disease. ”

Wang Panlin's smile loomed, "Sir......"

"Shut up, listen to your master and I finish speaking!" Mr. Ding Da was angry this night, and it was also because the ninja king Panlin had been for too long, "You said that your mood was very different from the past, and you felt that your past self was too pathetic." But if you want me to say, your state of mind has changed, but you have forgotten too much, and your temperament will be like two people. Current events create people, and childhood experience shapes a person's bottom nature, if there is no bottom nature, it will be like you, good and evil are difficult to distinguish, good and bad are difficult to distinguish, and the sword of life will only become more and more perverse in the future. ”

"Sir has thought so much about me."

Wang Panlin's unhurried tone only made Mr. Ding Da more annoyed, "Look, this kind of yin and yang weirdness, no respect for the elders, nothing in your eyes, completely denying everything in the past." However, Wang Qi's heart is high and cloudy, wise and respectful, gentle and elegant......"

Wang Panlin interrupted, "It is precisely because I read too much when I was a teenager and learned too many rules that I was restricted. Zhuang Sheng dreams of butterflies, in the end Zhuang Sheng becomes a butterfly in his dream, or does a butterfly become Zhuang Sheng in his dream? Although I have forgotten when I was younger, I know that I live a faster life now, so I still don't follow the big principles in the book. The truth set by man is not like the way of heaven. In the way of the saints, at first it was the way of heaven, but later, after the way of heaven was spoken, people were still chasing after them, and they could only speak their self-righteous way. Following this kind of way, it is to put hoops on oneself, and it is really tied up one by one and so that you can't move. What is in it for me other than the praise of others? In the end, he was framed by thieves and deceived by relatives, and his appearance was radiant, but in fact it was a big joke. ”

“…… Fallacious. In any case, this is a disease, and when you forget all the past, if you are not a fool, you may die soon. Mr. Ding Da sighed, didn't say more, turned around with his sword, and after a full circle around, he made sure that there were only living people.

The master and apprentice argued that the apprentice was superior, although the master did not admit it. And Wang Panlin's self-deprecation and self-sarcasm can always make his own miserable situation sound very untragic, and it is superfluous to sigh for him.

Before leaving, Mr. Ding Da threw out a killer idea, "If one day, you completely forget the little mountain girl, doesn't it matter?" After discussing with the doctor, both of them believed that amnesia was not the end of the disease.

Wang Panlin, an unfilial son who was very pessimistic about forgetting his father and mother, was suddenly stunned.

There is no need to wait for that day, the moment he sat next to Jienan after today's war, he forgot who she was.

Of course, he didn't know what it was like, but when he saw the scar on her forehead, he thought that he was in the Northern Capital Palace, and Jienan was still a little palace maid. It's a memory, but it's so vivid that it's like it's happening, the illusion of going back in time in an instant. Later, he remembered that from the time he met her again in Dawangling, until today, I don't know when, she has become his central memory axis, and he can laugh at the funny past when he thinks about it.

Every morning when he woke up, he would feel as if he had forgotten something, but it was certain that Wang Qi's life was not interesting at all, because when he looked at the twelfth brother, he could see his own shadow back then.

Renyun Wang Jiaqilang, gentlemen, modest and elegant, talented, arrogant but not arrogant, Tianhai is relieved. He Wang Panlin is cloudy, Wang Qilang lives for the expectations of others, and he is really tired of himself.

These are not the rules and regulations you want, and it's good to forget.

However, I forgot about Sang Xiaoshan.

Wang Panlin was tired cross-legged, so he simply lay on his side, lazily supported his still clear brain, and got closer to see Jienan.

The corpses were scattered all around, there was a bloody smell in the wind, a smoky smell, and the paddy fields were wet and heavy, but it did not affect Wang Panlin's happy mood at all.

To put it simply, he came back for her, just like he was tired of painting "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", purely for the heartiness in his heart, there is no reason to have no purpose, and the fun that this girl brought him in Dawangling and Chengxiang Mansion, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, couldn't stop, always outside his merciless plan, gave him an unexpected clever reversal. The tacit understanding that she and him did bad things always surprised him, and he couldn't hide his happiness.

Even the master blamed him for being disrespectful and unfilial, and now that he has become perverse, this girl is his "friend is a traitor", there is no bad or not bad, only who can be bad to the end.

He's very rare with her!

He's just a rarity for her!

If there is another Sang Xiaoshan in the world, he Wang Panlin will jump off the cliff again!

"What should I do if I forget Sang Xiaoshan?" Wang Panlin frowned, and stretched out a finger to poke Jienan's pink cheeks.

Jienan opened his eyes and snorted, "Retract it for me." ”

There was no sleepiness in his eyes, he had been awake for a long time, and he seemed to stare at Wang Panlin coldly, but he was gradually covered with a layer of mist, and when he gathered in the corner of his eyes, Jie Nan turned to the ground, his hands on his face, as if he was breathing with his shoulders.

If Wang Panlin forgets her-

Her mind went blank as well.

Wang Panlin raised his eyebrows, not only did his claws not shrink, but his five claws covered the back of Jienan's head, touching a rabbit, and said with a smile, "Stinky hill, stinky hill, there is still a way." ”

This girl has a good face, she doesn't admit anything embarrassing, and she won't be soft in front of others. Not only did he understand, but he thought it was good. He is also perverse, and he can't stand crying and crying.

As a result, Jie Nan raised his head violently, and he didn't care about the red light in his eyes, "Don't learn from Xiaoqi to speak!" What's the idea? ”

How crisp! Wang Panlin couldn't stop laughing, "Wang Ximeng painted "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", even if one day he forgot that he had painted it, would "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" become someone else's painting? ”

Jienan shook his head, then uh, "So? ”

Wang Panlin replied, "So it's the same way." ”

Jienan didn't understand.

"Otherwise, use the second method." Wang Panlin didn't explain, but laughed, "I forgot you, you pretend not to know me, and you don't know me." ”

The reddish Ye Er's eyes were not instantaneous, there was no mist in them, and the light was as bright as a mirror, reflecting Wang Panlin's somewhat annoyed expression, but Jienan smiled, "This method is not good." ”

Why should she feel sad, and why should she feel sorry for him? Sang Jienan was originally as smart as Wang Panlin, but now he can turn over the battle!

Wang Panlin was stunned.

"You have your way, I have my way. If you forget it all, I'll pretend to be your grandmother, your mother, your aunt, and let you kowtow to me every day, and take your workshop, your money, and uh-"

Wang Panlin's original hand that touched the rabbit's head suddenly changed to cover half of the rabbit's face, and he said, "It's better to use your method, always by my side." ”

Then, Wang Panlin smiled and looked at his palm, and his squashed face turned crimson.