"I'm ......," Mi Luo looked a little confused, "That's what I thought, besides, I haven't seen Miss when I was a flower." ”

"Haven't seen me? Milo, don't you know me? Xing Qianyue was shocked and grabbed Mi Luo's shoulder excitedly.

"That's not right...... How do you recognize me if you haven't seen me? Xing Qianyue muttered and let go of Miluo.

"Miss...... You...... What's wrong? Mi Luo looked at Xing Qianyue in fear.

At this time, Xing Qianyue's eyes widened and she looked at somewhere in her room in disbelief.

Where are the bookshelves?!

Why are the bookshelves gone?

"Miluo, did Miss get up?" A sharp and crisp child's voice sounded, and a little girl of seven or eight years old lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Miss is up, Mi Luo, hurry up and dress Miss."

"I'm sorry, I forgot, I'll help the young lady get dressed." With that, Mi Luo took out a piece of clothing from the closet and began to dress Xing Qianyue.

Mi Luo gave her a light summer dress, but this was nothing for Mi Luo's abnormality and the disappearance of the bookshelf.

Xing Qianyue sluggishly let Mi Luo dress up.

Xiaoqing opened the curtains.

As soon as she saw the scenery outside the window, Xing Qianyue stood up.

Mi Luo was combing her hair, she stood up suddenly, and her hair was almost ripped off, but fortunately, Mi Luo's hand was light, and she let go of her hair in time, looking at her suspiciously.

Xing Qianyue walked towards the window in a daze.

The willow tree in front of the window, which she watched with all its leaves and then piled up with snowflakes, was already lush and full of leaves!

Outside the window, the emerald green and soft wicker swayed gently in the wind, and a few small flowers dotted among the green grass.

The small garden is full of flowers.

This vibrant picture, which belongs to the middle of summer, falls in the eyes of Xing Qianyue, and there is only endless weirdness and horror.

"Miss? Miss? Milo followed lightly and tugged at her sleeve carefully.

"Huh? What's wrong? Xing Qianyue couldn't help but shudder, and turned to Mi Luo and said.

"Do you want me to comb your hair?" Mi Luo seemed to be frightened by such an abnormality, and her voice became softer and quieter.

"Comb it up." Xing Qianyue walked back to the mirror in a daze, letting Mi Luo dress up.

Everything was too shocking for her.

One mystery after another was piled up in her heart, and Xing Qianyue didn't know which one to think about first for a while.

The flame mark on her stomach disappeared, and there were only two possibilities, one was that Uncle Ning Mang had removed it, and the other was that she had never had such a thing at all.

Mi Luo must have just woken up, and said that he missed her and said that she had no memory when she was a flower, and said that he didn't know her.

There is only one possibility in this situation, and that is that Milo never died.

The bookshelves in my room are gone.

There are two possibilities, one is that someone has moved away, and the other is that there is no bookshelf in his room.

Overnight from winter to summer......

This may not be thought of by Xing Qianyue.

First...... She slept into the summer.

The second is ...... She...... Everything before that...... From Milo's death to yesterday......

It's all your own dream?

Or is it ......

It's all fake.

She couldn't take it.

Also, unacceptable.

Xing Qianyue sat there stunned, staring straight into the mirror with her eyes.

The impact on her was too great for her to accept for a while.

That's right! Those exercises she learned!

Thinking of this, Xing Qianyue was excited, and his subordinates quickly pinched the trick, wanting to cast a spell.

But...... I can't do it.

How so? Could it be that what she learned was fake? All of her own imagination?

She didn't believe it.

So, Xing Qianyue was like crazy, frantically pinching the trick in her hand repeatedly, constantly trying to cast spells.

The exercises that Hua Fan taught her and learned with Jiu Limo were all ...... I can't do it.

Mi Luo stood there in horror, watching Xing Qianyue go crazy there and constantly make strange gestures, and finally held his head with a twisted face.

Rao is bold Xiaoqing, and he was also stunned by Xing Qianyue's crazy form.

For a while, both of them stood in place and looked at the painful Xing Qianyue not far away, with the room full of summer sunshine and the vibrant scene outside the window, there was an indescribable weirdness.

Xing Qianyue held her head and breathed rapidly, and suddenly, she took a big breath and didn't let it go, and fainted.

Mi Luo and Xiao Qing looked at each other, and just wanted to help Xing Qianyue up, but their bodies were also weak and fell to the ground.

At this moment, three people walked in from outside.

It was the flower fan, Ning Mang, and Mi Po.

Ning Mang frowned and looked at Xing Qianyue: "This won't work." ”

"I said she couldn't stand it a long time ago, so you didn't believe it."

Hearing this, Ning Mang turned to look at Hua Fan.

The flower fan was glanced at by him, with a little unconvinced, and said, "Look, what are you doing with me?" Am I not right? ”

To her surprise, Ning Mang smiled rarely: "You're right. ”

Looking at the gentle smile on Ning Mang's face, the flower fan only felt that his face was hot.

It's a demon.

This is the inner thoughts of flower fans.

After Ning Mang smiled, her face immediately became solemn: "Next, we need to choose a point in time to cover up all her memories after this point in time." ”

Mi Po looked worried: "Can't you selectively erase memories like Xiaoqing Miluo?" Why is it covered up and ...... Is it all the memories? ”

"You don't have to worry, Qianyue's talent is very good, it's just a year of delay, it's not a big deal."

"So why just cover it up? If she covered it up, she still had the possibility of remembering. Miva was worried.

"Because she is also a god, I can detect the memories of goblins like Xiaoqing Miluo or the memories of people, but I can't detect the memories of gods; In the same way, because she is a god, I can't change or erase her memory, I can only cover it up. After Ning Mang explained, he continued, "What we have to do now is to choose a suitable point in time and cover up the memories after this point in time......"

"But she'll remember the hidden memories."

"Just be careful not to expose her to things or people that are deeply connected to that memory, and it won't."

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, but did not speak to each other, because they understood each other's meaning.

Finally, Ning Mang broke the silence: "Okay, let's start." ”

……

Xing Qianyue grew up in the Qingyue Villa on Qingyue Mountain, she is the young lady of Qingyue Villa, and she lives in the Moon Pavilion.

She has a mother-in-law who loves her, a gentle sister and a fairy uncle who loves her.

She also has two playmates, named Xiaoqing and Miluo.

Xiaoqing is a little grass demon, and Miluo is a mira flower demon.

Xiaoqing is lively, and Miluo is gentle.

In this summer, she just celebrated her 5th birthday with the blessing of the whole mountain villa.

In Qingyue Villa, she has always lived happily.

This night, Xing Qianyue had a very strange dream.

In the dream, she was fighting another her in a dark place.

The other one she killed her, and she snapped off the eyeball of her other self as she was dying, and then crushed it.

As the eyeballs shattered, so did the other......

Xing Qianyue watched this fight to the death with an outsider attitude, she wanted to hear what the two were saying, but she could hear their voices, but she couldn't hear what they were saying......

In this dream, she is sometimes an insider, sometimes an outsider.

But one feeling has remained the same.

The feeling of drowning, or rather, the feeling of difficulty breathing.

She felt like she was locked up, locked up in an airtight place, and she desperately wanted to get out, but couldn't...... Because she didn't even know how to get out.

Xing Qianyue struggled in her dream and woke up.

Since her birthday, she has had many similar dreams.

It's not that the content is similar, but the feeling is similar.

In her dreams, she was doing strange things, things she hadn't done.

Every dream has the same feeling, sometimes she is the dreamer, sometimes she is the dreamer, and she has trouble breathing.

In addition to these, every dream has one thing in common...... She couldn't remember the contents of the dream.

She only knew that she had a dream, but she could not remember what it was.

At this time, Xing Qianyue put her hand on her cold and wet forehead, desperately trying to remember the contents of the dream, but she couldn't remember it at all.

It was as if there was a barrier between her and her dreams, blocking her.

Let her only know the existence of dreams, she can only feel dreams, but she can't see them......

She told her mother-in-law about it many times, and her mother-in-law said that she was suffering from nightmares.

She asked her mother-in-law if she could be cured, and her mother-in-law said that she could only alleviate it, and if she was cured, she would have to ask Uncle Ning Mang when he came.

The mother-in-law's relief was that there was no such dream for a few days, but after a few days, the dream was still the same.

The body was sticky, Xing Qianyue touched her neck, her neck was full of sweat, and her body was also full of sweat.

It made her wonder even more about what kind of dreams she was having.

But the first priority was to take a shower, and Nian's greasy feeling made her no longer have the heart to deduce the content of the dream.

But Xiaoqing and Mi Luo had already slept, and Xing Qianyue didn't want to disturb them, so she quietly went to boil water.

After taking a bath, Xing Qianyue couldn't sleep and didn't want to sleep anymore, so she simply opened the curtains and sat by the window to watch the night scene.

The summer nights at Blue Moon Villa are not quiet, with the chirping of cicadas and the whirring sound of the wind rubbing against the leaves.

Xing Qianyue was blown by the night wind for a while, and felt a little cold, so she went to put on a cloak, and then sat back on the windowsill.

She sat quietly by the window, quietly looking out the window at the night scene.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind carried the fragrance of green leaves and blew in, blowing the heartstrings of Xing Qianyue.

Her mind moved, and she flew up unconsciously.

After her birthday, she has already begun to learn spells from flower fans.

She didn't know where she was going or where she was going, but she just couldn't help but fly.

She let the guidance of her body in the dark come to a mountain wall.