His expression made Fanli pause.

"Amitabha, do you think there is something different about your body or soul?"

These words made Jun Xing look at him sideways, and after a moment, he nodded.

"Obsession, gone."

Obsession?

Mrs. Jun was stunned, she didn't know that Ah Jue still had obsessions, so what was Ah Jue's obsession? Why is there an obsession?

However, it suddenly became clear to the Brahma that the current monarch was different from the previous monarch.

It is indeed an obsession.

The previous monarch benefactor would have a gentle look in his eyebrows, which was a look that only his beloved would have, but now the monarch is completely like a ruthless and desireless person.

His beloved, his obsession, disappeared because of this inexplicable disaster.

It's really—it's weird.

"Who did the monarch meet before?"

The faint movement of the heart of the Brahman, tentatively asked, wanting to know who had enlightened the previous monarch.

After all, although the previous monarch would occasionally be gentle, he was full of indescribable darkness, as if he could fall into hell and turn into a demon at any time, but because his own momentum was too strong, Brahma couldn't see anything.

I don't know that he will have obsessions, and even his beloved.

And the current monarch, although ruthless and desireless, but there is no darkness on his body, clean and clear like a new life, what is this not enlightened?

However, his question made Jun Xingjue's eyebrows show a little relief.

Who did he meet before?

Suddenly, there was a red dress floating in front of me, as well as a pair of slender ankles, on which a lifelike butterfly with wings was also painted, which made people fall in love.

But for some reason, for a while, he couldn't overlap with the previous Twilight, as if they were exactly the same twins, and the person he always thought he wanted was actually wrong.

This strange and complicated emotion made him lower his eyes and put his hand on his head.

"I'm not sure I remember—"

I really don't remember exactly.

I clearly remember the bits and pieces of his life with Twilight Xihua, and even when he became Twilight, but for some reason, he couldn't see Twilight Xihua's face, which always made him feel that this person was not the other.

Even, there are some things in it, always intermittent, as if some memories have been drained away, so that he can't piece it together no matter what he does, but, strangely, he doesn't feel uncomfortable, but an unprecedented ease.

So, he really didn't know what was going on for a while, but he knew that someone might know the cause and effect of everything.

And, seeing him like that, Fanli paused.

"Amitabha—"

He stood up, looked at Jun Xingjue, and the old lady Jun, whose lifeless aura was getting more and more serious and thick, and sighed.

"Lord Monarch, say goodbye to Madame."

As soon as these words fell, he turned around and walked out of the ward, making the old lady open her mouth to call him, but strangely found that she could not speak anyway, which made her look pale and frightened, and hurriedly looked at Jun Xingjue on the other hospital bed, and stretched out her hand to him anxiously.

But Jun Xing never handed him his hand, but looked at him coldly and indifferently.

"Mother, go all the way."

！

His words could be regarded as ruthless and heart-wrenching, which made the old lady twitch violently, and then fell backwards, knocking down the teacup on the table, so that the housekeeper outside the door heard it clearly, and quickly ran in, and saw this scene.

also made her pale face and rang the call bell, but at the moment when the call bell rang, the old lady's breathing was suddenly interrupted, and the whole person did not react.

"Old lady!"

The housekeeper exclaimed, and the doctors and nurses also hurriedly ran in and gave the old lady all kinds of first aid, but-

"Condolences."

After a long time, the doctors and nurses, who looked very gloomy, said this to Jun Xingjue and the housekeeper, and then covered the old lady with a white cloth.

Outside the door, at that moment, his hands were clasped together.

"Amitabha—"

Mrs. Jun's funeral was handled very low-key, and no one knew, except for the people of the Jun family, and for the Jun family herself, the will that the old lady had written before was handed over to the lawyer for safekeeping.

The Jun family, according to the rule, was handed over to Jun Xingjue, and did not hand over the Jun family to Twilight Yang according to what the previous 'Jun Xingjue' said, but Mrs. Jun still left a huge asset for Twilight, which can be regarded as a worry-free life.

After the first seven days of Mrs. Jun's first day, Jun Xingjue drove the car and came to a certain old building area where it was very defeated, there were a lot of people, and it was very noisy, and he found a small building according to his memory, and knocked on a certain room on a certain floor.

The room was very quiet, and for a long time no one was heard walking in it, as if it was an empty room, Jun Xingjue stood outside for a while, and after waiting for no one, he wanted to turn around and leave, and at this moment, the door opened.

The one who opened the door was a gorgeous girl, somewhat similar to the girl in his messy and short memory, but there were still some discrepancies, which made him look stunned and slowly spoke.

"Twilight?"

"Hmm."

Standing at the door, a woman in a white casual tracksuit, with a disheveled hair and an apple in her hand, raised it to her lips, clicked and bit down, then tilted her head and looked at him.

"Something?"

“……”

Jun Xing was silent.

"Can I go in and sit?"

"Yes."

The woman seemed to be able to speak sideways and let him in, then closed the door, walked to the sofa and sat cross-legged there, munching on an apple, and looking at him with those clear and clear eyes, blinking and winking, but not speaking.

That kind of gaze made Jun Xing never feel a trace of oppression and nervousness, but was very comfortable and quiet, which was very contrary to some emotions in his memory, making his eyes fixed and shallow to speak.

"I said to you—"

"Stalking."

Before he could finish his sentence, the woman opposite answered, making his eyebrows skip a beat.

Well, the memory told him that he did have a time when he stalked this man and made him speak ill of him, and hated him to the extreme.

It's just that it's a bit hurtful to say it so bluntly, right?

"I'm sorry."

"No, you don't."

One apologized sincerely, and the other waved his hand casually, which made the atmosphere a little cheerful, and also made Jun Xing never help but show a light smile.

"I had a car accident before, and my memory is also problematic, although I remember most of it, and I remember that I like you very much, but now, I don't seem to like you that much."

"No, you don't like me at all."

Looking at the soul lamp with a gentle attitude and a sleek tone, the woman glanced at him, a serious blind few nonsense.

Good night.

(End of chapter)