I imagined that I was now standing on a twenty-four-story building, jumping down, so that in the process of being frightened, my cerebral cortex would numb the nervous system, so that the pain and suffering would be a little less. I imagined that I was now a prisoner waiting to be shot, and if the executive officer could blow my head off with a single shot, I would not be so frightened and miserable. I died, and I lay on the ground, throbbing occasionally. I don't feel any pain anymore because the nerve center is dead, there are no receptors, I'm just a corpse, I can only make a simple reflex arc action, and I don't feel pain.

But I'm not dead, I'm still alive, I hurt so much, I hurt so much......

"Woo...... Mom save me, I hurt so much......" I murmured softly, "Lingzheng ......"

The clothes were already soaked with sweat and clung to the body, half hot, half cold.

I didn't have to endure the pain anymore, because I didn't have the strength anymore, and I leaned weakly against the bottom of the box, smelling my mother's smell on my clothes. I am like a snake, greedily searching for traces of prey; I am a long vine, hanging and swaying in the wind, searching for every creature that passes by. I couldn't see anything in my eyes, and I didn't have any thoughts in my head, so it hurt quietly, quietly, until I changed into her, completely back in the past, and became her...... I wouldn't be so miserable......

Suddenly, I heard my grandmother's voice again.

Grandma shouldn't have come, it should have been the voice on the phone.

Grandma said that she was going to take out my earth soul, and Lingzheng said no, then I would have amnesia, and I don't remember anything, and my grandmother said that amnesia is better than being completely controlled by copper coins...... Then my grandmother asked my mother to open my big box, and I saw a glimmer of light, and then I felt a few drops of salty liquid dripping into my mouth.

The person who picked me up was not my mother, but Lingzheng. I leaned on him and listened to him say to his mother, "I don't need to drain the earth soul, I have another way." ”

The spirit was carrying me into the bath and putting me in the bathtub. I really didn't have any strength at all, I could only close my eyes and barely use my other senses to feel everything in the outside world. There was a warm liquid dripping on my face, and gradually, it merged into a small trickle, which flowed down my cheeks and into the bathtub, ticking and ticking. Then my shoes were taken off, and the warm liquid dripped onto them, forming droplets, and running into the bathtub. My clothes were untied, and I didn't move, because those hands were warm, and they took away the pain and fatigue of my body.

The warm liquid flowed down my navel, and I could feel my hands pressed against it, moving very softly. A stream of air penetrated through my navel, separating the boundaries of ice and fire within me, driving them away and devouring them......

It's so warm, so comfortable, I wander in the ocean, I don't have to defy gravity, I just breathe quietly and wait to float. Take a moment and float in the water to buffer. I am a vine, fluttering in the wind, free. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me. I was snapped by it and put in my arms.

I struggled for a while and then didn't move, because his arms were soft and he still had a faint fragrance.

I love his warmth and the scent of him.

Before I knew it, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it was only a moment, and when I came to my senses, I thought it was just a long dream, but it wasn't. When I woke up, my body was completely back to normal, but ...... Lingzheng has long eyelashes, no matter how much I call him, I can't wake him up. Mom said that Lingzheng replaced the blood in my body with her own blood, so that I could avoid being eaten by the copper coin, so I recovered, but Lingzheng was unconscious. I was anxious like an ant on a hot pan and asked what to do now? Mom said that Lingzheng had confessed before falling asleep, and when I woke up, I took Lingzheng back to Nanwu Village, and my grandmother had her own way to wake up Lingzheng.

I contacted Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi, and the three of us took turns driving, day and night, back to Nanwu Village.

There has been no news from King Ling's tomb, and I don't know where he went?

I gave Lingzheng to my grandmother, who kept sighing and saying that this was a catastrophe, and then she took Lingzheng into the incense room and didn't let us go in.

Ling Xiaoman and I stayed in Shanghai, and He Santu shouldn't have used the same trick twice, so Ling Xiaoman is safe with his mother. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Grandma and Ling were in the incense room for about two hours, and when she came out, she looked very tired, so I helped her to the bed to rest and asked her how she was doing. She waved her hand and said that it was okay, just rest for two days, and then asked me to go and see Lingzheng. I covered my grandmother with a quilt and returned to the incense room, Lingzheng was gone, I was shocked, and hurriedly went to look for it, and found that Lingzheng was actually sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, and there was a book on the table, the book was not opened, I don't know if I had finished reading it, or I didn't read a page at all.

Lingzheng frowned, half-hanging his head, as if he had something on his mind.

"Lingzheng," I walked over and called out to him, "why are you in a daze?" ”

Ling Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at me lightly: "You are Tang Chuyi, right?" ”

What does "......" mean? What do you mean that I am Tang Chuyi? What the hell is he talking about?

I looked at Lingzheng in surprise, Lingzheng picked up the teacup and brought it to his lips, took a sip lightly, put it down again, and opened the first page of the book with his slender white fingers. I waited quietly for him to speak again, but he never said a second word, and the warm sunlight shone on Lingzheng's body, wrapping him in a golden edge. At this moment, Lingzheng is like a bottle of Buddha in the sky, with supreme majesty, but also with a sense of alienation that makes people not close to their relatives.

I shuddered, and reached out to gently touch Lingzheng's shoulder.

Ling Zheng turned his head and glanced at me coldly, but he didn't speak, but the coldness in his eyes made me feel cold in my heart.

I didn't dare to put my hand on Lingzheng's body again, withdrew my hand, and said anxiously: "Lingzheng, what's wrong with you?" Don't you know me? I'm Tang Chuyi, your wife......"

"The first year of junior high school."

My grandmother's voice interrupted me, and I turned around to see my grandmother open the door to her room and slowly walking towards me. She must have heard me, so she hurried to tell me something. I understood what my grandmother meant, so I took the initiative to walk to my grandmother's side, and my grandmother looked at me and motioned for me to go into the incense room.

After entering the incense room, I closed the door with my hand.

Grandma sat at the table and sighed: "On the first day of junior high school, you gave birth to a child, your spiritual power was exhausted, and you broke into the Yin Si Changsheng Palace, and you were eaten by the evil spirits in the copper coin, and your body was broken, Zheng'er saved your life with his own blood, but it was just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that he's ...... now I don't remember you. ”

"Don't remember me? That's impossible! No way! I shook my head desperately, "If it was just because I lost blood to save me, how could you not remember me?" ”

"On the first day of junior high school, grandma will tell you the truth, don't be sad, in fact, Zheng'er has a choice, in memory and spiritual power, he can choose the same." After my grandmother said this, she picked up the brush and wrote down the words memory and spiritual power on the yellow mounted paper, and then continued to say to me, "You also see what he is looking like now, you should know what he chose, and grandma won't say much." ”

I took a few steps back, leaned my back against the wall, and barely sat down.

Grandma drew a circle on the word "spiritual power": "Zheng'er also has his reason for choosing spiritual power, Xiaoman now has the power of the gods, but the power of the gods does not play its role, and Xiaoman can not protect himself well, before the power of the gods is fully activated, Zheng'er has the responsibility to protect Xiaoman." First year of junior high school, do you understand? ”

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Grandma, I understand." ”

Ling Xiaoman is the child of me and Lingzheng, our baby, sacrificing the loving memory of our husband and wife, in exchange for Ling Xiaoman's peace and security, this is a natural thing. If it were me, I would have chosen it the same way. But why, it seems that a big hole has broken in my heart, and I keep pouring salt and vinegar into it, which is sour and astringent...... It hurts again!

What can I do?

What else can I do?

"Grandma, I'm fine, I can get it back if my memory is gone, anyway, the days will be long in the future, as long as everyone is there, it's fine." I wiped away the tears that had fallen inadvertently with my sleeve and smiled at my grandmother.

My grandmother walked up to me and patted me on the shoulder: "Grandma knows that you are difficult to accept for a while, and you are sad in your heart, and you cry when you want to cry." ”

"Not sad, really." I continued to laugh.

"Okay, good, good, first year of junior high school, you've grown up, grown up......"

Grandma opened the door of the incense room, pushed me out, and motioned for me to go to Lingzheng, I smiled and nodded, and walked towards Lingzheng. After taking two steps, I turned around, and my grandmother had already left the incense room and returned to the room, and the moment I turned around, she slowly closed the door of the room, and smiled at me, and I smiled back at her.

The door of the room closed completely, and I could no longer see my grandmother's smiling face.

I gathered my thoughts and walked behind Lingzheng: "Hey...... Hello, shall we reacquaint ourselves? My name is Tang Chuyi, what about you? ”

"Lingzheng."

I nodded, "Well, Lingzheng, what are you doing?" ”

"Read a book."

"Oh......" I cautiously sat down on the empty seat next to Lingzheng, smiling sweetly at Lingzheng, "What book?" Can you lend me a look? ”

"I can't." Without raising his head, Lingzheng turned a page of the book.

What! If you don't remember things, why did your personality suddenly become so cold?

I closed my eyes, contemplated, and carefully sensed Lingzheng's body, and felt that his body was fine, on the contrary, the spiritual power seemed to be stronger than before. - Forget it, I don't want to think so much, don't you lose your memory, and some people have amnesia when they have a car accident. It's okay to have amnesia, it doesn't matter, as long as the person is still there, the person is there, and the memory will slowly come back. Well! Get your memories back.

I opened my eyes and looked at Lingzheng and smiled: "Lingzheng, shall we go on a date?" Watch a movie, have a small meal, and then go for a walk by the river? ”

"No, no."

"That'...... Let's go find the tomb of King Ling? King Ling's tomb is your little junior brother, you used to love him very much, do you remember? ”

"I don't remember."

"Do you remember now?"

"I don't want to."

“……”

I looked at Lingzheng speechlessly, Lingzheng's eyes were always fixed on the book, and in just a few words he rejected all my words. The wind gently blew the corners of my clothes and touched Lingzheng's fingertips, and Lingzheng's hand moved invisibly, some distance from me. I was a little embarrassed, scratching here, scratching there, and was about to say something more, Lingzheng picked up the teacup, drank lightly, and his voice was as cold as winter ice: "Stay away from me, your voice is noisy and annoying." ”

- Volume 7 [Three Lives and Marriage] ends