But Jiang Daochen didn't let it go.

He stared at Mu Ning deadly, gritted his teeth and said: "When you were eight years old, you didn't knock over the candle flame and burned your arm, and I bandaged the wound for you, and then there was a scar here, and it can't be erased." Now, you're telling me it's a birthmark? Mo Yunsleeve, now that it's over, do you still want to pretend to be crazy and stupid with me? Do you know how many years I've been looking for you! ”

Probably touched by the things in his heart, his eyes were red, and when Mu Ning looked up, he felt that he had seen tears.

This man...... Crying?

But before she could react, she saw Jiang Daochen depressed, and lowered her voice again: "It was my fault that I didn't save you at the first time." You can punish me however you want, but Cloud Sleeve, you can't deny me......"

A cloud sleeve exit made Mu Ning's heart suddenly hurt.

She tried hard to keep herself calm, pushed him away fiercely, and said coldly: "You haven't drunk yet, you're going to be crazy with me first?" The story you made up is good, but it's a pity that I was originally a birthmark! ”

Her memory is correct, although it looks like a scar, it is indeed a birthmark.

When Mu Ning said this, Fu pointed at him again and said, "Also, I don't care who you are, if you want to play neurosis and go somewhere else, I don't welcome you here!" ”

There was no dodge in her eyes, and her frank and swaying appearance made Jiang Daochen's sanity return a little bit.

Originally, he was very sure, but now, he hesitated.

Her expression didn't seem to be fake, but Jiang Daochen took a deep breath and asked, "You don't believe me?" ”

When he said this, he didn't know what he thought, so he took out a handkerchief from his purse and said, "What about this, you should know it, right?" ”

The handkerchief was pure white, and a manju sawa was embroidered with red thread.

This is an unlucky flower, and two sentences are also written on it: If you get Lang Jungu, you will die without regrets.

Such a restrained expression, with a bit of paranoia and determination, made Mu Ning's heart ache suddenly.

She frowned subconsciously, even her fingers trembled a little, and pointed to the door and said, "Go out-"

"You ......"

Before Jiang Daochen spoke, he saw Mu Ning's voice sinking more and more: "I said, you go out!" ”

The woman's voice was not loud, but the chill in it made Jiang Daochen's face a little pale.

Seeing that the man put away the handkerchief and turned around and went out of the door, Mu Ning walked over quickly and closed the door suddenly.

The door cut off the view, and Mu Ning sat down on the ground as if he was out of strength.

The dress swayed on the ground, and the beauty was wrapped in the clothes, like a blooming flower. However, at this time, the flower bears the signs of withering.

She clutched her heart, only to feel that the pain there seemed to be condensed into substance.

It seemed as if someone was grabbing a knife and stabbing her in the heart.

She hammered her painful, almost exploding head, and her eyes fell on her arm, but she froze.

She always remembered that this was a birthmark.

But...... Who told her to come?

Mu Ning frowned subconsciously, wanting to think hard, but apart from these words, she couldn't think of anything.

It's a pity that she is an orphan and has no parents, otherwise she could have asked.

Can......

And who told her that she was an orphan?

Mu Ning only felt as if her mind was entangled in something, and she clearly remembered everything, but those contents seemed to have been filled in by someone, and she couldn't think of anything clearly.

The black cat was hovering beside her, but Mu Ning felt that the sky was dark in front of her for a while, and she fell straight to the ground with her heart in pain.

In a trance, there seemed to be a voice calling her: "Cloud sleeves, cloud sleeves ......"

The voice was strange, child-like, but not very similar.

Mu Ning only felt groggy in front of her, and she couldn't see anything, as if she was surrounded by a thick fog.

The black cat jumped up to her, bit her clothes, and stomped on her face. The soft heat of the meat pad gradually calmed her chaotic brain.

Half a day later, Mu Ning gradually opened her eyes.

The pair of wonderful eyes were full of confusion, she first looked around, and when she found herself sitting on the ground, she pinched her eyebrows again, and then hugged the cat next to her, and said to herself: "Aman, am I sick again?" ”

The black cat couldn't speak, she was holding her, and she was rarely well-behaved in her arms, but her head was disgusted: "Meow-"

……

After being driven out by Mu Ning, Jiang Daochen stood outside the door for half an hour.

He stood in the doorway almost dejected, his eyes out of focus, as if his mind was empty.

The people in front of her are clearly in their memories, but why would she say so firmly that she is another person?

Jiang Daochen couldn't figure it out, as an official of Dali Temple, he had always seen and understood, but after seeing Mu Ning, he found that everything he had learned had been left behind.

She has no flaws.

There was even a moment when Jiang Daochen thought that he was really crazy as she said.

There was no movement in the tavern, and Jiang Daochen didn't know how long he stood before he gradually came back to his senses.

He glanced at the tavern with a complicated expression, and stretched out his hand to knock on the door again.

But I don't know what came to mind, and the next moment, he retracted his hand again.

The daylight was just right, and when he left, his figure was elongated, lonely and lonely.

Fortunately, Dali Temple is as lively as ever.

"Lord Jiang is back?"

Everywhere he passed, people greeted him.

Jiang Daochen nodded his head in response, along the way, his emotions have been covered very well, and his lost soul and depression have been covered up under a gentle mask, if you don't look carefully, you can't find the clues at all.

Qin Zheng was writing an excerpt, and when he saw him come in, he nodded and said, "I'm back." ”

Jiang Daochen saluted and responded, "Yes." ”

The two exchanged a few words, Qin Zheng finished his business, and when he saw that he was going out, he asked again: "By the way, the owner of the tavern, how did you check?" ”

Hearing Qin Zheng's question, Jiang Daochen subconsciously paused, and then said casually: "At present, there is nothing unusual. It's just that I don't think it's quite right, and we need to investigate further. ”

For his words, Qin Zheng didn't doubt anything.

After all, the feeling that Mu Ning gave him before was the same, this woman made him familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhengfu added: "If you have no direction, you can turn over the past case, I suspect that she is related to a certain case." ”

can make him remember, but he can't match the number, if he hasn't seen himself, then maybe it's on the file.

Hearing this, Jiang Daochen's hand curled up slightly, and then responded: "Yes, I'll go." ”

"There's no need to be in a hurry."

Qin Zheng stopped him, and saw that his face was a little unpleasant, because he instructed: "If you are tired, you can rest for a few days." ”

Previously, he and Zheng Huailuo went to investigate the river, and Jiang Daochen was staring at them in Beijing. He has really worked hard in the past two months, Qin Zheng originally planned to give him a vacation, but who knew that he didn't want it.

Hearing Qin Zheng's words, Jiang Daochen still replied: "Thank you, no need, I'm staying here steadily." ”

He has rarely gone home in recent years, but this Dali Temple is more intimate than home.

Seeing him like this, Qin Zheng sighed, and said in response: "It's okay, you can go." ”

After Jiang Daochen went out, he first went to the file office, and when he came back, he went directly to his office room.

Normally, they all work in the same place, but there are exceptions, such as when they need to be clear, they have their own solitary places.

However, Jiang Daochen is here, and there are often people who come uninvited.

For example, Zheng Huailuo.

When he came in, he saw Jiang Daochen reading the file intently.

Zheng Huailuo didn't care about his appearance at all, and asked with a smile: "I said Lao Jiang, do you want to go out with me for a ...... in the afternoon?"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Huailuo held back the remaining words.

Without him, after a casual glance, he had already seen the words on the file.

It was the sixteenth year of Tianbao, and the file of the Mo family's rebellion.

The smile on Zheng Huailuo's face was instantly put away, and it was replaced by a silent sigh: "Why did you remember to turn this?" ”

From his memory, since Jiang Daochen came to Dali Temple, it is this file that he has read the most, and almost all of his spare time is used to consult relevant information.

But like today, it's the first time I've checked these things while I'm on duty.