Cheng Jiayi stared at the bud for half the night.

I don't know if Hua Bud knows Cheng Jiayi's gaze, since she wrapped the crystal that originally belonged to her, she has never moved except for making her petals delicate again.

However, Cheng Jiayi still saw the revival of the buds and petals from the gradually plump flowers, and the buds were also coming back to life.

Crystals are really strange, or are plants more alive than animals. It's all withered and shriveled, but it's still flourishing again.

Looking at his calf again, the swelling has subsided, and only the part that was once torn still leaves a curved and ugly red mark.

This trace will fade soon after.

Cheng Jiayi wondered what she thought. She appears to have been injured. But before taking a bath, I didn't see any scars on my body.

Cheng Jiayi reached out and pressed the injured part of her calf, which seemed to be completely healed. The lower toes were moved again, and the feeling of the presence of the toes reappeared.

Cheng Jiayi picked up the chainsaw on her back, carried the bud upside down, hesitated for a while, and did not return to the place where she was injured before. No matter what beasts have come there, in one night, they will digest all the things that should be digested.

Following the direction of the cabin she had seen earlier, Cheng Jiayi ran briskly, and before dawn, she returned to the forest farm.

Standing on the land of the forest farm, Cheng Jiayi was suddenly a little dazed. How did she get here?

Cheng Jiayi finally sensed that something was wrong.

She wouldn't be here for nothing, but she couldn't remember why.

She still remembered all the processes of fighting with Hua Bao, and she also knew that it happened the day before, but it seemed like a long time had passed, and the memory after the fight was very clear.

But all the memories of the fight with the bud are gone.

Vaguely, Cheng Jiayi felt that she hadn't forgotten, but she just couldn't remember. She also felt that forgotten memories were very important, either because they were forgotten and they were very important.

She's here because she has some kind of purpose, where she wants to go. But for what purpose and where to go?

Cheng Jiayi slowly walked around the forest farm until he saw the road leading to the outside of the mountain.

Dirt roads, which have been trimmed, are open to traffic. When he saw this dirt road, Cheng Jiayi knew the usefulness of this road.

Some of her memories are lost, but as long as she sees something she once knew, she remembers it.

Replaced with another chainsaw, Cheng Jiayi walked out along the dirt road.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Jiayi saw a truck crashing into the forest next to her, and suddenly, the pattern of several trucks crashing into each other flashed in her mind, it was on another well-groomed road, and there were many, many corpses on the road.

The memories are not very good, the picture I remember is tragic and heart-wrenching, the feeling of feeling as if I want to pull my heart up, but with some happiness.

Cheng Jiayi stood in front of the truck for a while, took the truck driver's crystal, and then left with a heavy heart.

In the middle, he hunted again, still using his own blood, probably near the mountains, not attracting large beasts, or a few birds, enough to eat.

At ten o'clock, Cheng Jiayi saw the village.

Immediately a familiar picture appeared in my mind, there were many people in the village, but their faces and clothes were all blurred.

The road is still continuing, leading to the unknown, and the village is deserted, Cheng Jiayi still went in door to door to check, and in a relatively decent house, he saw a map posted on the wall.

The words she didn't recognize, but she immediately knew where she was, and she also saw a familiar area on the map. She immediately remembered a map she had seen. On that map, she has a definite destination.

All the way north, into the country.

Cheng Jiayi removed the map on the wall, and confidence gradually grew in her heart. What she forgot will eventually be remembered completely.

When I saw the fields outside the village, I remembered tall corn, grapes the size of apples, and watermelons that I couldn't hold at all...... Many, many pictures, fragmented.

It's just that all the people in the picture can't see their faces clearly, and they can't see their bodies clearly, as if she doesn't want to remember them in her memory.

But when you see it, you will remember it.

Cheng Jiayi comforted herself.

Until Cheng Jiayi saw a bicycle across the yard, suddenly, an evil face appeared in front of her.

King Star.

Wang Zhixing in the picture smiled suspiciously, holding a crossbow, and arrows shot fiercely.

The arrow...... Cheng Jiayi remembered again.

Cheng Jiayi knew that she couldn't ride a bike, but it wasn't difficult to learn, so she collected some clothes and things that she thought were important to bring.

Every movement reminded her of something, messy and a little sad, because she had done it many times.

She even took the crystals from many corpses with her own hands, and some of the corpses she had killed.

I only brought a few sets of clothes, and a kitchen knife, a chainsaw tied to the back seat of the bike, and the buds were placed in the basket in front of the handlebars, and after a while, the bike stabilized.

Along the way, I can occasionally see something suitable to eat in the field, and there are many memories of the same, and I seem to be able to think of something that is related to my memory.

Until Cheng Jiayi suddenly thought of a serious question.

Her memories are full of mutations, but what about before the mutations? She had vaguely remembered that the time of the mutation was not long.

Do all things have to be similar to each other to be recalled? So the memories before the mutation are permanently gone?

Because of a fight with this bud? Because I was almost sucked into a human stem by this evil bud? She must have been reborn after death, at least her brain lost its supply of nutrients at that moment.

After that, the nerve cells regenerated, but the memories were also sealed.

Cheng Jiayi's idea that she didn't know how she came to be may be related to her forgotten memories.

It's not something that she can't recall at all, and the dreams she also forgot may not be dreams, but her past.

Looking at the more delicate buds in the basket, Cheng Jiayi felt sympathetic. They're all here to live.

She also absorbs the crystals of the bud, so is she also a little sensitive to this bud?

Cheng Jiayi reached out and touched the bud, which was soft and silky smooth, but there was no telepathy.

In a swaying moment, Cheng Jiayi walked out of the primeval forest and walked out of the mountains.

The brain has lost its memory, the body's instinct to avoid danger is still there, and the evil bud is too big, and it is not normal to be so delicate without the branches. But it's a shame to throw it away.

Not wanting to encounter unnecessary trouble, Cheng Jiayi stopped and began to uncover the petals layer by layer.