As soon as he went back, he went straight to Wutong Garden.

At this time, Bai Yu's injuries had almost healed, and he was sitting in the yard basking in the sun at this time.

The worm crouched at Bai Yu's feet, drowsy from the sun.

When he sensed a familiar and powerful aura approaching, the dragon silently pricked up his ears and subconsciously looked around.

And at this moment, a green smoke dispersed, and Yan Mo walked in front of Bai Yu with a body of green smoke that had not yet dispersed.

Bai Yu was stunned and looked at the Mo who suddenly appeared in front of him, "...... Professor Hu, you ...... You ......"

Bai Yu even felt that there might be a problem with his eyesight for a while.

How could he see that the ink suddenly appeared in front of him like a puff of smoke.

This...... It's also too ......

"Where's Bai Shao?"

Bai Yu blinked, "I...... I don't know...... This girl seems to be a bit weird lately, she doesn't even call me, every time it's ......"

However, before Bai Yu could finish speaking, he saw that he waved his hand, and then turned around and turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

The dragon looked at Bai Yu for a while, and then at the place where the ink had disappeared, and finally buried his head and curled himself up into a ball.

At this time, Bai Yu blinked blankly, "Did someone come just now?" ”

The worm 'whooped' was an answer.

It's just that he also knows that even if he says it, Bai Yu won't understand.

Bai Yu subconsciously raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, always feeling that something was not quite right in his recent memory, as if he was always forgetting......

Just now, he vaguely felt as if someone had been here.

However, there was no trace of memories.

What's going on?

He was stabbed in the heart, huh?

Why can't you even carry your head?

Thinking of this, Bai Yu subconsciously got up, and when he coldly copied his hand into his pocket, he suddenly touched a voice recorder in his pocket.

"When did you put this in your pocket?" Bai Yu frowned, and subconsciously pressed the switch, only to find that the power supply had been exhausted.

Bai Yu has always had the habit of carrying a voice recorder with him, but he will charge it in time after recording, and there has never been a situation where the voice recorder is out of power.

Could it be that he inadvertently pressed the switch?

While thinking, Bai Yu took the recorder back to the room, plugged it in casually, and pressed the power button.

Soon, the voice recorder restarted.

- "You still have injuries on your body, don't get up, just lie down......"

Bai Yu frowned slightly—Long Wu's voice.

- "Sit down, I have something to ask you." ”

Bai Yu's eyes widened suddenly—it turned out to be his voice?

When was this recorded? Why wasn't he impressed at all?

- "What's wrong?" ”

- "Who are you?" ”

- "Huh? ”

- "Or, let me put it another way, what are you?" ”

- "What do you want to do?" Erase my memories again? ”

- "Was it you in the car accident last time?" ”

- "Do you remember?" How can it be? ”

- "It really doesn't seem to be a dream......

Not a dream?

Is that true?

Also, What does it mean to erase memory?

And car accidents......

Bai Yu's face instantly turned half white.

Bai Yu has never told others about the car accident.

He had always thought it was just a dream of his own.

After all, the car accident was a near-death escape.

However, now it seems that ......

Is it true?