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The young man tapped his head with a headache: "But I have someone I don't want to forget, what should I do?" He turned his head to look at the Lechuan River under the bridge, "Jump down from here, huh?"

Meng Po said indifferently: "You can jump without entering reincarnation, but if you want to forget your previous life, I'm afraid it's difficult." “

All the ghosts who jumped down initially thought they wouldn't forget, but eventually they didn't remember.

The boy asked, "How hard is it?"

Meng Po said: "One in 10,000." “

There is only a 1 in 10,000 probability that it will not be forgotten.

And even if you don't forget, there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance that you will be recognized.

"One in 10,000??" The young man murmured, "Enough, I bet." As he spoke, he jumped off the bridge.

Meng Po's face changed. For the first time, he spoke out to stop: "You are a generation of Ming Jun, your merits are immeasurable, if you have an afterlife, you will be prosperous and rich, why bother to wash your merits for an impossible result." Forever?"

"How could it be? There is a 1 in 10,000 chance. The young man smiled, "It's not like it's all about disaster." “

Meng Po wanted to speak and stopped. She had read the book of life and death, and naturally knew that the young man was obsessed, and it was precisely because of this that she couldn't help but remind.

For others, there is indeed a 1 in 10,000 chance to wait for a lover, but it is impossible for a teenager.

The man he loves as a young man is a star official in the world and his courtier. But after that star official dies, he will directly ascend to the immortal realm to become a Wenqu Xingjun, and it is impossible to pass by Huangquan and meet the young man.

But this is a heavenly opportunity. Meng Po couldn't tell the boy.

In the midst of hesitation, the boy had already walked to the Nai Ho Bridge, closed his eyes, and jumped down.

It's a pity.

Manshu thought to himself.

Such a good-looking face, if it is bitten and lacks a nose and eyes. What a pity.

At the moment when the boy jumped, ten thousand ghosts swarmed up and drowned the boy's soul.

Manshu couldn't bear to look at it.

But she couldn't control her body, she was just a flower, facing the other side, and she could only watch this torture.

When the demons dispersed, Manshu was shocked to find that the boy was almost intact, except for a large piece of his shoulder that had been torn off.

It's incredible.

The ghosts in Lethe are not complete. Many of the ghosts were devoured and completely wiped out in the first place, and the rest were also missing arms and legs. Most of them are bitten to the point that only one head and torso remain, and it is considered strong to keep one hand or one leg, and it is even more difficult to retain the facial features. But the boy only lost one shoulder.

What a powerful soul this must be.

What a strong will.

Manshu was immediately in awe of the young emperor.

But getting through it doesn't mean much at first. For the next 10,000 years, he will either die or be tormented in the river forever, unless the person he is attached to can recognize him.

But it will never be possible, the person he is obsessed with has become an immortal monarch in the sky.

He is forever and ever, and he can only suffer.

The boy is a natural king, even at the bottom of the purgatory-like Lethe River, he can swim in the ocean of freedom. The ghosts in the Lethe River generally do not come to the surface. Because as soon as they reach out a hand, they will be dragged back by other ghosts.

But no one dared to drag the boy.

The boy is delicate and beautiful, but he is more fierce than anyone else. If anyone dares to bite him, he can gnaw the other party to the point that there is not even scum left. Over time, no ghost dared to provoke him.

He is free to surface. It's just that after all, he is shackled by the river, and he can't leave Lechuan or set foot on the other side.

There is no turning back, once you jump, you can only wait for the person you love to pull you.

Manshu blooms on the banks of the Lethe River and is the closest flower to the river. The boy can't do without Lethe, but every day he will swim by the river, stare at Manshu for a long time, and say a word.

On the first day, he said, "My name is Huai. is the third generation of the Xuanyuan clan, I love Yun Qian, he is my star official. We've had a lot of things happen together, and I have to remember. If I forget one day, please remind me, little flower. In return, I'll water you every day, okay?" and then use the water of Lethe to irrigate Manshu's roots. He couldn't stay on the shore for long, and every time he had to swim back, it would take him a year.

The temporal velocity of the river bank and the river bottom is also different. Manshu's day is a boy's year.

Day 2.

"My name is Huai, I am the third king of the Xuanyuan clan, I love Yun Qian, he is my star official. We've had a lot of things happen together, and I have to remember. If one day I forget. Please remind me, Little Flower. “

Fiftieth day.

"My name is Huai, I am the third king of the Xuanyuan clan, I love Yun Qian, he is my star official. We've had a lot of things happen together, and I have to remember. “

The hundredth day.

"My name is Huai, I am the third king of the Xuanyuan clan, I love Yun Qian, he is my star official, I must remember. “

Two hundredth.

"My name is Huai. I love Yun Qian, he is my star officer, I must remember. “

Three hundredth.

"My name is Huai, I love Yunqian, I must remember. “

Four hundredth.

"My name is Huai. I love Yunqian. “

Five hundredth.

"My name??" The young man's eyes were dazed for a moment, but he continued, "Forget it, it's not important, I love Yunqian." “

Six hundred days.

"I love Yunqian. “

Seven hundredth.

The scarred teenager swam to the shore. This time there was a long silence before he said, "I seem to love someone." His name?? Cloud??"

Eight hundredth.

This time, the boy couldn't remember the name anymore. He was stunned for a long time at the manjush sawa that had been seen for eight hundred years, and muttered, "Why am I?? I'm going to see you every year, Little Flower?"

He doesn't remember. I really don't remember.

Eight hundred years is too long for a mortal soul.

"Because you love someone. “

This time, the flowers have responded.

"Your name is Huai, and you love Yunqian. “

"Also, my name is Manshu. “

He was confined to the Lethe River, and there was only a small bridge as far as his eyes could see, on the other side of the river. In addition to the green forest ghost fire, the surface is clear but the muddy Lethe River, and there are only large blood-red flowers on the other side. The color of blood and oppression is the tone of the underworld.

You said your name is Manshu, did you take your name yourself?

The young man's beautiful voice fell, and Manshu remembered another picture in a trance.

At that time, the heavens and the earth had no color, not even the overwhelming red, red, green and green of the underworld, and she seemed to be held in the palm of her hand, and she heard another pleasant male voice.

"Are you born with ominous flowers?"

"That's all I can do for you. “

"Thank you, Manshu, for giving me a great idea. “

??

Manshu swayed slightly: "Me??" I don't remember. It's as if I consciously felt that I should be called this name. “

The young man smiled: "You just reminded me what my name is, but I don't know why your name came from." Manshu, we're really in the same boat. “

Manshu retorted, "I'm not like you. The time in the Lechuan River is much more difficult than on the shore. My day is your year. How can it be compared?"

"What's the difference? The time on earth is different from the Yellow Spring, and the time in heaven is different from that on earth. The boy said, "Suppose you were here for 800 years." It may have only been eight days in heaven. Who isn't struggling?"

"But what does heavenly matter have to do with me?" Manshu said.

The young man tilted his head: "Haven't you thought that the person you are waiting for is in the sky? You have been waiting here for so long, it is just a light sleep for him." “

Manju: "I've always been here, I've never been to heaven, I don't know anyone but you, so why wait?"

The young man smiled lightly: "I don't know your past, you have been here for a long time since I jumped off Lethe." I observe every flower here and here, but I only talk to you. Do you know why?"

Manshu: "Isn't it because I'm closest to Lethe?"

The boy shook his head: "No, the first time I saw you, I thought you were different from them. “

"You are a flower with a story. “

Manshu didn't have a leaf, otherwise she would be laughing at this moment: "You really know how to laugh." “

The teenager just looked at her and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said, "I don't know if the person you are waiting for is in heaven or not, but the person I am waiting for must be in heaven." “

Manshu was curious: "How can you see it?"

The young man said, "As you just said, the person I love is called Yun Qian. Actually, I don't remember the name very well, but I feel so familiar that even my heart trembles when I say it silently. What kind of feelings can I instinctively tremble when I hear it? I must have loved that person very much, and he must have loved me very much. Unforgettable, engraved into the soul, will be remembered in this way. I forgot his name. I won't forget the feeling of loving him. “

"He loved me so much that if he had passed by the bridge after death, how could he not recognize me. So at this moment, he is either still alive and well on earth, or he has gone to heaven. In short, he must have never been to Yellow Springs. The boy was sure, "If he comes, he will recognize me." “

"Don't be too confident. Manshu couldn't help but splash him with cold water, "I've been in Huangquan for many years, and I've seen a lot of ghosts jumping off Lethe with your thoughts. One in 10,000 chance, they always think they will be the one in case. But I've never seen anyone who can really wait for their lover. Even if the lover really comes, the two don't know each other. The best-case scenario is that one party remembers, and the other forgets?? It feels like it's even worse. “

The young man didn't care, he raised his delicate and beautiful face: "But can any of them be like me, after staying in Lethe for so long, can they still keep their appearance intact?"

There are few ghosts who have stayed in Lethe that are not disfigured, and the reason why the word almost is used is because the teenager is the only exception.

After 800 years of brutal fighting, the boy has now lost an arm and a leg, but his face is still intact.

In fact, the arms and legs are not non-renewable, as long as enough ghosts are devoured, the missing parts can naturally grow back. Manshu saw the boy every day for 800 days, and each time the boy was damaged to varying degrees, the most serious one, only the head that surfaced was intact, and there was nothing under the surface.

Although the boy's body would grow back the next day, the pain he suffered was real. Every part of the boy's body has been devoured by other ghosts, but this face has never been flawed.

Those evil ghosts don't show mercy when they see him as good-looking, which can only show that the boy desperately protects his face every time.

Manshu choked: "It's true, you were born beautiful." But no one here appreciates your looks, why do you care so much about this face?"

The boy replied, "Of course I hope that if he walks over the bridge one day, he will recognize me at a glance." “

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