"Engaged?!" I was amazed, I got engaged to him when I was five years old? Could this be the legendary arranged marriage?!

"Yes. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The smile on his face looked soft.

"And what about later? Haven't I been in a relationship yet? "I remember it in that diary, but I'm not sure because I haven't confirmed if the memory is real.

"You're in love, follow me." Zhang Yimo's face moved a little closer.

"Isn't it with that senior named Louis?"

"Oh... You said that at that time, there was indeed a time when this happened. Zhang Yimo frowned, "You almost spent that summer with him." ”

"So when did I fall in love with you?" I calculated the time in my heart, I fell in love with Louis in 2009, and he returned to China not long after, if I fell in love with Zhang Yimo after that, it would have been five or six years since then.

"It depends on how to forget this, if it were me, it should have been six years ago." I didn't understand his answer, but he said that six years ago would have been the same as it had been. So I was in love with him for six years?

"So what about until I lose my memory?"

"You found something three years ago, and a year later you told me you were going back to Foggy City, and you've been weird ever since, there are things I can tell you, but there are things I don't want you to remember, at least not now." He still wouldn't tell me what had happened in the last two years. What the hell is he hiding?

I didn't see my mother again for a few days after that, and Zhang Yimo said that she was sent to a safe place. I've been hesitating these days whether to get that memory back, or just like now, wake up from Zhang Yimo's arms every day.

Once again, I entered my room in Italy through the bedroom door, with no diaries in the drawers and no photos on the computer. It may not exist at all, or it may be hidden by Zhang Yimo.

I went to the school I attended to check my file, I was indeed a master's degree in engineering with excellent grades, and my classmates remembered me as a man of few words and few friends. I also looked up Louis's file, who was in the same department as me and was my senior, an American. I was amazed by how he looked, and he looked so much like Ah Chang. In one of my memories, the man who came to Foggy City to find Gal mentioned that he was Cheng's younger brother, and that his name was Louis, and that they were probably the same person.

The people around me have mysterious identities, Ah Cheng is a companion in another memory, and in fact he is a high-level member of the transformation organization, and Ah Cheng in another memory is very similar to my former love interest, and the name is the same. What is the connection between them?

I went back to the house I bought myself, there were men's clothes there, I saw Zhang Yimo take out the clothes that fit there, and in my memory he seemed to naturally change the lamp at the door. These behaviors made me begin to wonder how much of my memory was correct and how much was misguided.

No, I want to get my memories back.

On this day, the 37th day I stayed here, before falling asleep, I said to Zhang Yimo: "No matter what your reason, I want to get my memory back." I don't even know if I've ever loved you. ”

"And now?" His voice resonated in my chest, and my ears were right there. "Do you love me now?"

I want to answer, but I don't know how. I love, but what do I love him? Where do feelings come from? Ask yourself this kind of question, and I can't answer it. There is no basis for the answer, and it is not confident to say it.

"Sleep, if you want to get it back, I'll accompany you to find it." He said.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I asked.

"Since it's your memory, I tell you that you may not believe it."

The next day, Zhang Yimo found Liu Jiujiu, what is the origin of this person? The last time he Zhang Yimo said that he could help me, it was a relatively important thing.

"Zhang Yimo said you want to get your identity back?" The three of us sat around the living room, and Liu Jiujiu asked me.

"Yes." I replied firmly.

"Well, first you have to know who you are... It's special. ”

"What kind of special law?"

"I'll talk about this later, now you have to be clear about this, because of your specialness, so the way to take away your identity is very special."

"Zhang Yimo said that you must get my consent."

Liu Jiujiu nodded.

"But I don't remember anything I agreed to."

"And do you remember who came looking for you?" Zhang Yimo asked me.

I looked at them and shook my head, I don't remember.

"It's a problem, but it also narrows down what we're looking for." Liu Jiujiu said: "It must be God's will that can take away your identity, but God's will is divided into thirteen in total, and the palace of the previous retrial destroyed one, and now there are twelve left, so it must be one of these twelve who took your identity." ”

I lit a cigarette and listened to him.

"One of the twelve has entered the gate of reincarnation, and the remaining eleven have to find where they are slowly, and if they find it, they will take back their identity, and they will take it away along with the identity of the other party. Now the first thing we have to do is that you have to exist in order to find the will of God, I can only help you half, and the rest is up to those who remember you. He said.

"How can you help me?" I asked Liu Jiujiu.

"Standing beside you." He said.

Is this a joke? It's really on my side, it's really on the side.

"I can get rid of those who remember you, and Liu Jiujiu will go to find the will of God." Zhang Yimo said: "You come with me to find those who remember you." ”

"Wouldn't it be better if I could find God's will before I do that?" I want to go all the way with Liu Jiujiu, so maybe it will be faster.

"No, you and Zhang Yimo all the way, my side is more dangerous, and I can't be sure that I can protect you if you follow me." Liu Jiujiu said seriously, and then gave me a shiny ball and said, "If you eat this, it will not be digested and will not be excreted from your body, unless Gallus takes it out of your body." If you have it, it means that I will always be by your side. ”

I've taken the ball, and it's the size of a grain of rice, glowing white. Then I remembered the trees in that valley.

Things are getting mysterious, what is God really like? His authoritarian personality bored me.

I swallowed the ball, and it all started right now. I embarked on the path of touring memory.

Liu Jiujiu immediately got up and went to find the will of God, I don't know where he will go and what kind of danger he will encounter, but I can only trust him and believe in Zhang Yimo. They know these things better than I do, and I don't have a choice. At the same time, I noticed that my body was starting to weaken, and I always had a fever for two or three hours of the day, which was not a good sign.

After Liu Jiujiu left, Zhang Yimo wrote a list of people we were looking for, there were six people, the leader and my mother had already been found, and there were four people left, one of whom was Mo Dai.

We'll put him next to the second person we're looking for. The first one is a person named Shen Ye, this person is an explorer, Zhang Yimo said that it is a little difficult to find him, this person never leaves traces of life, so we can only find direction on his expedition route.

According to Zhang Yimo's information, this Shen Ye has been to a volcano called Smoky Mountain, which is a volcano in Mexico. In my memory, this is where Ah Cheng discovered the Orlante script, and then Zhang Yimo suggested that we should go too.

"You were hunted down after the Smoky Mountains." Zhang Yimo said: "Originally, you planned to go again, but then you changed the route and went to Ketopaxi, so this time we went directly to Smoky Mountain." ”

"Why did you change course?" I asked.

"Because the people who are chasing you and the Modai are on both sides, they are rerouted for safety."

Zhang Yimo took out a pile of thick materials, one stack was placed separately, he took the stack to me and said, "This is what you spelled out when you analyzed the terrain at that time." Even though you weren't normal at the time, you still gave us some clues. ”

I took the materials, and they were all black-and-white pictures that were printed. None of the pictures have one thing in common, there are some black shadows on the unfocused frame. I laid the pictures on the ground one by one, seventeen in all, and rearranged them to arrive at an incomplete pattern.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Some photos," Zhang Yimo replied to me.

"Who took it?" I looked at the drawings and frowned.

"You took it, you took it with your phone on the way to Smoky Mountains." Zhang Yimo said.

"What about the other patterns?" I wondered why I was taking pictures of these things.

"The phone you used to take pictures was taken, and all we have is these pictures." He pointed to the pattern that the earth had spelled out for me and said, "That's how you made it out at the time." ”

"At the time? When? ”

"Right at the hot spring hotel, your memory stops at the daytime, and that's what happened that night." He touched my head with his hand and I felt like a child in front of him.

He turned around and gave me the rest of the information, which contained detailed hand-drawn road maps, schedules, and some invoices.

"Why don't you have a trip log?" I looked through the materials, and there was nothing that I could communicate with the people of that time.

"Yes, at Ah Cheng's." He said.

"Shall we steal it back?" I looked up at him, and that person was a modified human organization.

"Why do you hate that organization?" Zhang Yimo handed me a glass of lemonade, which was finally the fruit I knew.

"I don't know what their purpose is, you say they want to form an army, but they use those living people for experiments! Those who were going to die and die were useless piled up in the houses where I was imprisoned, rotting and stinking, and those who failed in the experiment were poured into their holes. I can't think of anything to like about such an organization. "I think back to what I saw in the valley at that time, and a feeling of nausea wells up.

"Do you think they're unhygienic?" Zhang Yimo smiled.

"I think they're inhumane." I held my mouth and shook my head at the behavior.

"Stillness and success are accompanied by defeat, and any victory is accompanied by sacrifice. There are many times when some righteousness is always distorted, and everyone thinks that they are right, and those who disagree will be radically opposed. He touched my head again, and I lit a cigarette in contrast.

He was right. It's because of the lack of tolerance that there are arguments, and although I still don't like the Transhumans, whatever their purpose, I've come to believe that they're just using the wrong methods. After all, I was one of them, so there's definitely something to be in it that I'm looking for.

I looked at the materials in my hand and classified them, most of the route parts were hand-drawn, and Zhang Yimo said that they were all drawn by me. I can't imagine that I've ever made such a huge record.

"I've already contacted Ah Cheng, and we'll leave Miami tomorrow at noon." Zhang Yimo hammered the final hammer.

After dinner, he and I walked by the sea and looked back at the house, the idyllic bungalow by the sea. Zhang Yimo took my hand and walked slowly, the waves were beating under my feet, the sea breeze was blowing gently, I didn't know if I could live such an ordinary life like now after my memory was retrieved.

"Will it change in the future?" I stopped, pulled this one and asked silently.

"With me, nothing will change." He was holding me, and my face was buried in his chest.

Fast forward to noon the next day, and we packed our bags. It's mid-April, and Zhang Yimo opened the door, and we came to an attic, which he said was Ah Cheng's home in the United States. I remember that Gal once said that she came to the United States to find Ah Cheng, is she here?

Ah Cheng ate sandwiches in the living room on the first floor, watched us come down from the upper floor, and greeted us energetically. When I saw him, I rolled my eyes, and his face was full of bewilderment.

"Have you eaten?" He asked. Zhang Yimo and I sat down at the dining table together.

"You're not worried about that. Is something ready? Zhang Yimo asked.

"Ready, will the three of us go this time?" Ah Cheng looked at me, and then asked Zhang Yimo.

"Master Liu will do support elsewhere, but it's just the three of us who go up the mountain." Zhang Yimo said as he took out a document bag, "Cash." ”

Ah Cheng accepted the money and nodded. Zhang Yimo said that we were going to go to Smoky Mountain twice, and we were chased and killed twice, so this time we were still low-key, and it was safer to use cash along the way.

"Isn't there a trip logbook? Isn't it with you? I asked Ah Cheng, but omitted the title. When he pointed a gun at me before, the fierce look he had annoyed me.

He turned around and took out a thick notebook from the bag under the table, which I took and looked through, and it was like a diary, recorded every day, starting in February 2013 and continuing until May. There are not only written records, but also some topographical maps.

I put my notes in my bag and went out with them.

"Flying or not?" I asked. We sat in a small car, Ah Cheng was driving, Zhang Yimo was sitting in the front row, and I was alone with a bunch of luggage in the back row.

"No, I've changed my mind, let's drive over." Zhang Yimo replied to me.

"Last time, Modai was here too?" I remember him mentioning it.

"No, because..."Before Zhang Yimo finished speaking, Ah Chengcheng spoke: "Last time Yang Yu wanted to arrest you, but you ran into the woods to escape. We changed the route for safety. ”

"Yang Yu?" I have a memory that Gal mentioned Yang Yu, who was the child of his little aunt and had special feelings for Gal and was a college classmate of Zhang Yimo. Why did he arrest me?

"Now no..." Zhang Yimo was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ah Cheng again.

"You don't remember? It was too dangerous at the time, but fortunately Master Liu was there. Ah Cheng looked at me from the rearview mirror, and I saw the expression on his face that was a little excited. Master Liu recited a spell to Yang Yu, and he couldn't do it. ”

"Spells?" What do you mean? Does Master Liu dance the Great God?

"Yes, I have a headache when he reiterates the curse, damn, I was so phantasmaged at the time, I actually saw you beaten to death." He said. Zhang Yimo coughed and let him drive with peace of mind.

"What line are we taking now?" I looked out the window and asked them.

"Take a more tortuous route." Zhang Yimo said: "This time, in addition to chasing Shen Ye, we also have another purpose. ”

"For what purpose?" I asked.

"Draw out Boss Mo." He said.

"Didn't you just find him?" I asked, he was at someone's house last time.

"It's useless to ask him alone, I want the people behind him." Zhang Yimo rolled down the window.

"The one you said texted?" I was immediately interested, and he never mentioned the person's name.

"Perhaps."

Over the next few days, we crossed several cities to the capital city of Las Vegas. Along the way, Ah Cheng took out his mobile phone to take pictures whenever he had time, making us feel like a self-driving trip. The first thing we did when we arrived in Las Vegas was to find a place to live, and we basically didn't stop along the way, I never understood that Zhang Yimo's bedroom was so powerful, why we always had to walk around in circles, and many things only needed to open the door and be solved.

The room is on the 17th floor.

Ah Cheng stood up and picked up his phone and started taking a selfie again, I really don't know what he was shooting. Because I was prejudiced against him, I wouldn't talk to him when I was fine, but he would talk to me when I had nothing to do.

"Zhang Yimo, you come." I called Zhang Yimo to the bathroom where I was and closed the door, which was far away from the living room, and I avoided Ah Cheng and asked him: "At that time, Mo Dai was going to run to the base of the transformer, he must be familiar with the person at the base, and he may have been bribed by the person who sent the text message, and the person who sent the text message may also have a relationship with the person at the base." You are carrying Ah Cheng is equivalent to what the person who texted expected, what are you having? I asked in a whisper.

"Actually... There is some misunderstanding here, Ah Cheng he..."Before Zhang Yimo finished speaking, my mobile phone rang. This mobile phone was given to me by Zhang Yimo, who said that I had put it in my bag when I was rescued in the valley. There's nothing on this phone, not even phone calls. So who would call me now?

I pulled out the phone and it showed an unfamiliar number from Italy.

"Hello?" I picked up the phone and looked at Zhang Yimo, who motioned for me to turn on the speakerphone.

"Nini." A woman's voice came from the other end of the line, it seemed to be Gal. I looked at Zhang Yimo, and he nodded and asked me to continue talking.

"Gal?" I asked tentatively.

"Nini, where are you? I heard them say you're sick, are you okay? Her voice was a little anxious, but who would tell her I was sick?

"I'm fine, where are you?" I asked her. I don't remember what happened after that, I can only ask some normal questions.

"I'm still in Italy, and now that my child is almost ten months old, I'm fine." She told me that I only remembered when I talked about the child, and in my memory she was a pregnant woman, and the child was Xiao Yu's. "Where are you now? I'm worried about you. ”

"I'm on the coast of Nair." I blurted out, I don't know why, I think it's particularly smooth to say this. Zhang Yimo suddenly frowned and tilted his head to look at me, and Gal on the other end of the phone was puzzled, "Huh?" "For a moment. I didn't know what was wrong, so I had to say, "I'll sleep first, and I'll contact you later." Then he hung up.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Zhang Yimo, and his expression was obviously wrong.

"Do you remember the coast of Nair?" He asked me, with a serious expression.

"I don't know, I just think this place is easy to say." I shrugged.

"Well," he sighed as if he had solved the puzzle, then kissed me on the forehead and said, "Let's go." ”

I grabbed him, and I hadn't finished what I had said before the phone call.

"There is some misunderstanding here, this Ah Cheng is not the Ah Cheng you see." He smiled and explained to me, "What you see... You'll understand later. ”

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I asked.

"This world has the rules of this world, in other words, everything is predetermined." With that, he led me out into the living room.

Ah Cheng is not Ah Cheng, there are two Ah Cheng? I'm a little confused. A memory mentions that Ah Cheng said that he lived as his brother, and called Ah Cheng because of his surname Cheng. He said that his name was James, and Luois, and I always associate the two of them with each other, is Ah Cheng really a brother? Could it be that the Louis and James I think of are brothers?

I shook my head, it was a bit scary, if the two of them were brothers, then Gal and I were in a relationship with them. It shouldn't be that coincidental, right? Zhang Yimo said that everything has a fixed number, what does this sentence mean? Why are each of them so mysterious?

"Little Gral, come over for a bite to eat." Ah Cheng called me. As Zhang Yimo said, Ah Cheng told me a lot of things about going to Smoky Mountain along the way, and in his description, I was in the team to go to Smoky Mountain.

"What are we going to do next?" I asked, we can't sit here and wait if we want to bring out Modai.

"Wait." Zhang Yimo said. "Ah Cheng has been deliberately exposing our whereabouts all the way, no matter who Modai is bribed with, he should find us soon."

"Come and kill us?" I asked.

"It depends on who buys him." He replied and handed me a packet of potato chips.

"I look at the scenery around me, why don't we go downstairs and have fun." Ah Cheng was a little excited, I remember that he found me because he had no money, he was embarrassed to say to play, this is a gambling city, he will definitely lose only his underwear if he goes to play. Unless he brought a dozen panties.

"Okay, stop by for a bite to eat, there's a friend here that we can just meet." Zhang Yimo got up and pulled his clothes, Ah Cheng echoed and got up to pick up his mobile phone again. I don't know if he posted it on social networks or to whom, he deliberately exposed his whereabouts so deliberately and people are not stupid, so deliberate, what if people don't come? I took the fries and looked at them with a little ambiguous eyes, I felt weird, there was indeed a period in my memory where they pretended to be a couple, is it... But he... After a cold war, I took it and went out with them.

We didn't go to the place where we lost money, but we went out and took a car to a store where we bought clothes, and I didn't understand whether they were going to eat clothes or didn't understand what a clothing store was.

Entering the clothing store, we were led straight inside by a woman to the door of the fitting room with a green door.

The woman nodded and smiled at us, and opened the door with her hand, and a fragrant wind blew from inside.

"Let's go." Zhang Yimo patted my head and went in with Ah Cheng. They didn't look like they were coming for the first time, and I followed behind and entered the door. I was not surprised by the environment in which I came in, after all, I was taken to the door of the fitting room without taking my clothes, which means that this room is not used for trying on clothes.

The moment I entered the door, I noticed that there was a looming "L" on the green door, and inside the door was a bar of more than 60 square meters, the light was a little dim but very soft, there were few people, and there were no windows.

We used to sit at the bar, where there was a tall woman, in the dim light, she was like a silhouette, with only a soft silhouette and an intoxicating voice like fine wine.

"I'm not looking for you." She said. I heard it inexplicably, she knew Modai?

"We're just here to try our luck, and you know I'm involved in that later." Zhang Yimo lit a cigarette, and the smoke he spit out was like a cumulus cloud under the light, and it was difficult to disperse for a long time.

"Would you like something to drink?" The woman's tone became a little brisk, and she visibly turned her head to speak to me. I don't drink, which makes me a little embarrassed, and immediately looks up and down the wine cabinet behind her. I didn't know any of the colorful wines in the wine cabinet, so I had to point to a white bottle and say, "That's it." ”

Zhang Yimo glanced at me, surprised, or curious. "Are you sure?" He spoke softly, but the question made me feel as if I had made a ridiculous decision. The inexplicable panic made me hastily repeat what I had just said: "That's it." "This time I said it very firmly, but in fact, I don't have a bottom at all, I never drink.

Ah Cheng and Zhang Yimo began to laugh and look at the woman in the dark, watching her take out the bottle of wine that was designated to drink, and watching the bottle of wine being poured into the glass and placed in front of me. I suddenly started nervous, not because I was going to drink, but because I didn't know what kind of joke they were waiting for to happen to me. I pretended to be calm and took a small sip of the wine glass, then wrapped it in my mouth without swallowing or spitting, and a strange sensation spread through my mouth, first my nose felt a little nervous, then my throat felt the same way, and finally my tongue, which seemed to be constricting. I was a little overwhelmed by the feeling and I let out a deep breath through my nose, and the strange smell in my mouth was exhaled through my nose, which made me feel a little more relaxed, but I decided that I would not have a second breath.

I swallowed the little wine in my mouth with my saliva, and immediately there was a burning sensation in my stomach.

"What is this?" I looked up at the woman, but my eyes seemed to be a little out of tune.

"Erguotou." The whispering voice of a woman sounded in my ears, and then faded away, I felt like I had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and slowly, everything around me became slower, the light became darker, and I did not feel tired, but I heard myself fall to the ground. Finally, before I was completely submerged in darkness, I heard a lot of people saying "Kill him, kill him, or we will die..."

I seem to have stopped thinking, I seem to be frozen in this moment, forever in this moment. Where am I? What am I going to do?

When I opened my eyes again, I was already asleep on the couch. It's still that bar, I recognized it from the moment I opened my eyes, Zhang Yimo and Ah Cheng were sitting next to them, and across from them was the woman in the bar. The light here was even darker, and she was almost merging with the darkness.

"It's really time to wake up." Ah Cheng saw me sitting up, and said with a smile.

It's rare for me to raise my head to look at him, no matter what, I always think of that Ah Cheng at the base, and I always think that maybe it's him.

Zhang Yimo handed me a glass of water, and I took it and took a sip, which made me feel much better.

"It's strange that you fell to the ground in a sip of wine, and—" The woman in the darkness seemed to be talking to herself, but stopped in the middle of speaking. I looked up at the woman, or I thought I was looking at her, because the light was bad and I was still a little dizzy.

"Who are you?" I asked. Zhang Yimo or Ah Cheng or the woman herself, none of them have any intention of introducing me, whether it is someone I knew before or not, I think I fell to the ground just now, how about I also want to know what the boss here is called, in case I fall out of the way, I can find someone to be responsible.

When the woman had heard my question, she raised her left hand alof, and the dim and soft light illuminated her arm from the darkness a little white. I stared at her wrist with wide eyes, no matter how dizzy I felt, and saw a row of small embroidery, a few letters forming a word, and I pronounced "corda", I tilted my head, withdrew my gaze to the woman's face in the dark, and asked in surprise, "Rope?" Are you Italian? How do you call it? I tried to keep my speech pace normal, but Ah Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud next to me, indicating that I was still in a state of hangover.

"It's cerda...", the woman's tone of voice finally had some ordinary emotions.

"Nonsense! It's 'o'! "I reached out and pointed at her, but the direction of my finger was not so accurate, I felt like I was pointing at the woman, but it felt like I was pointing at a distant door." No.. Otherwise you give it to me. Look at "Why is it bad for me to speak?" Could it be that drunkenness begins after waking up? The first time I had no experience in drinking, I was so embarrassed.

"Okay, whatever you want." Women don't fight with me.

"But why do you call it a rope?" I continued to ask incoherently. Zhang Yimo put his hand on my shoulder, patted it gently and rhythmically, and after a while, I fell asleep again.

This time I slept soundly and didn't wake up until I felt a little hot.

I found myself being placed in a small space... In the box, my rolled legs had begun to go numb, and I was trying to push around to find a place to go out, when I heard someone talking outside.

"Young Master Zhang, as far as I know, your Zhang family's training business is not bad, but if a place like the school is not peaceful, I think your business will definitely be affected." It was a man who spoke, and although the content was intimidating, his tone was calm.

"You don't have to worry about that." Zhang Yimo replied neither humble nor arrogant. Who is the other party?

"I know that you are all capable people, and I believe you also know that I also have backers."

"You still need a backer? How did the famous gang boss become like Ma Tsai now? There was some ridicule in Zhang Yimo's words, obviously he didn't take the so-called backer in his eyes at all. And the man sitting here is Moday.

A wave of anger rose from the bottom of my heart, and I wanted to rush out and eat him right now.

"I can't do anything about you who are abnormal, but it's different when dealing with ordinary people." Mo Dai burst out laughing.

"Did you ever think that if you dared to come to me, you might die?" Zhang Yimo said.

"I said I have a backer, and he's better than any of you." Moday tapped on the box, and I guessed I was under the table.

Everyone didn't speak, and Boss Mo coughed twice and continued: "You give me that little girl, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

"For you, what do you exchange with me?" Zhang Yimo asked.

"Young Master Zhang, I know what you want, I can get it for you." Mo Dai said in a low voice.

"Oh? You know? Zhang Yimo asked with interest.

"Spirit Stone." There was a gangsterism in Modai's tone, and it felt like a bandit talking about conditions.

Zhang Yimo didn't speak, and Ah Cheng spoke.

"How many can you get?"

"All."

"Lying."

"No, I'm not lying, I can get it. I can't help the Tibetan one, I don't even have the powder left, but I can get the rest. ”

"Do you have that much power to ask for her?"

"I said I had a backer, and he knew what to do."

"Then we'll have to talk to your backer."

"Young man, you think too simply, if you want to live, don't be presumptuous, talk to him, you still owe some qualifications."

I listened to them under the table, and Moday said that the backer he had found could be the one who texted me?

Zhang Yimo finally spoke: "I'll give you a month, and then I'll hand over the delivery with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ”

Moday, who had reached an agreement, got up and left. I stayed under the table and thought about it. The person who texted me wanted a stone, if Mo Dai helped him with his errands, how could he give the stone to Zhang Yimo? Texting was just to get me to find a stone that did something to my memory, unless... The spirit stone in their mouth has something else. But the stone that the man gave me is the stone on my chest, so what is all this? Why did you arrest me?

I was thinking about it when someone lifted the table out of it.

"Little Garr, little Garr, get up and get up, suffocate it, come out and breathe." Ah Cheng helped me to the couch and sat down.

"What is a spirit stone?" I asked, but in a split second I regretted it. Zhang Yimo's eyes were a little surprised, he didn't seem to know that I was awake, and seemed to think that I hadn't heard much of their conversation.

"Nothing." He replied perfunctorily.

"Is it my stone?" I asked him.

"It's not." He looked elsewhere, he was lying.

I didn't ask much until we got back to the hotel and I didn't say a word.

I was in the living room at night, and I had two conjectures in my mind, and I wanted to think them through. In the middle of the night, Ah Cheng got up to drink water, and when he saw that I was in the living room with the light not on, he came over and sat next to me.

"Little Gal, what do you want?" He yawned and rubbed his face.

"What do you have to do with the base?" I asked bluntly.

"Base? What can I do with the base? He looked at me inexplicably. I realized that there was something wrong with my words, whether he was the same person as the Ah Cheng at the base or not, it was not good for me to ask like that.

"Little Gal, I think you've been weird lately, and I think you hate me." Ah Cheng spoke to me seriously, and I looked into his eyes, which reminded me of another pair of eyes, with a fierce light.

"When are you going to hand me over to Moday?" I asked him.

"A month later." Ah Cheng said with a frown.

"What is a spirit stone?"

"It's your little white stone."

"Zhang Yimo said no."

"This is what you told us, you said that this stone is called a spirit stone."

"Me?"

"Yes, you told us that." Ah Cheng replied in the affirmative.

"Are you really going to hand me over?" I looked at Ah Cheng with a serious expression.

"Yes." Ah Cheng nodded.