"Are you ready?" Xiuxiu's hand touched the gauze wrapped around my face, and the rough sound of her fingertips grinding against the cloth was slow and gentle, as if waiting for my answer.

But she knew that I was so nervous that I couldn't make any sound.

When the gauze is unraveled, a blinding light pours in from under the eyes.

It was white, as if the last memory in my mind was so dazzling.

I couldn't open my eyes, and the tears kept flowing from the eyes to my chin without the stimulation of the gentle beam, sour and tight, as if I hadn't slept with my eyes closed for several days.

She didn't speak, and I could only try to open my eyes.

These torn gauze cloths have accompanied me for half a year, and I am a little overwhelmed when I break free of the shackles.

It is said that I fell down while practicing dancing at Luoyaotai, so I broke my face, and I was so frightened that I couldn't make a sound for nearly a few months, and I couldn't speak until a few days ago.

How stupid must you be to fall yourself from a great height while practicing dance?

I don't believe what they say. But I didn't remember anything in my mind, I could only vaguely remember that I had fallen from a very high place, and that it was not because of an accident, but because I wanted to do it.

Some palace people said that I broke my brain, not only me, but the king of Nanjing kept me in the palace because my brain was broken.

I was not familiar with the palace in Nanjing, and I could not even understand the accent they sometimes spoke in their native dialect. I'm not from Nanjing, but I don't know why he found the best doctor to treat me, and when I asked him, he would only touch the top of my head and say I wasn't worried.

The palace people said that the woman named Xia Xiying came with me, and she couldn't understand Nanjing, but it was a pity that she didn't tell me about the past.

"No, I can't open my eyes." I fumbled to grab the corner of Xiuxiu's clothes, and she took a step back indifferently, making me pounce.

"If you can't open it, you'll open it again tomorrow. In order to heal you, I haven't been back to Lingshan for more than half a year, so don't delay my time any longer. ”

I heard that Xiuxiu is a close disciple of a master, and her master is known as a doctor of ghosts, and he can almost bring people back to life, of course, the real dead can't be saved, such as the doctor himself......

After a long while, I barely opened my eyes, and my vision was still a little blurry, as if there was a layer of frost, and I could only vaguely recognize the general outline.

I vaguely saw a woman in a bamboo green light shirt standing in front of her, very thin.

"Xiuxiu? I see you! ”

The woman in the green shirt took a step forward, came closer, and said, "Miss Chujin, I am Xiying. ”

Only then did I see clearly that the woman standing next to me in a moon-white dress with an indifferent face was Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu is worthy of being a disciple of the medical ghost, with a high bun, fixed with only a sandalwood hairpin, and no extra decorations on the body, which is quite a fairy wind and bones.

For the first time, I looked at the dormitory where I lived, and the smoke of agarwood filled the air, perhaps for fear that I, a blind man, would knock myself down from time to time.

The carved jade bed is covered with soft cloud brocade, and the gauze tents on both sides ripple lightly with the breeze, and the color is as delicate as the light pink moon season on the hollowed-out yellow wood anji.

Despite all the exquisiteness of this place, I don't feel any familiarity.

"I always feel that this place, I haven't been to ......"

Xia Xiying squatted down and looked up at me, her small and delicate face was calm and unadulterable. "Do you remember the past?"

I shook my head and tried to get out of bed by myself, but when I touched the ground, my legs felt sore, and if I hadn't been holding on to the flower stand next to me, I was afraid that I would have fallen down long ago.

In the only six months I can remember, all I know is that I spent most of my time in bed, because my leg was injured and I could barely move because of a fall from a height. Fortunately, Xiuxiu's medical skills are excellent and she has begun to recover slowly.

"I don't remember, but it's strange, the first time I heard your voice, I felt familiar, and I knew that I should know you. I just don't remember your name and don't know what our relationship is. Xia Xiying stood up and hugged me, with an inaudible sigh. I heard Xiuxiu's voice for the first time, but I didn't have this sense of familiarity, so I felt that I shouldn't have known Xiuxiu before. Someday, I'll be able to remember everything that happened, right? ”

Xiuxiu's gaze avoided me and looked at Xia Xiying, neither of whom spoke.

After a long time, Xiuxiu replied: "It's rare to have a chance to do it all over again in life, why care about the past? ”

They seem to be hiding something, and even if I ask, it won't be anything.

I must find my memory back, at least to understand whether I was framed by someone to become what I am today, or if there is something else hidden......

Xia Xiying helped me slowly walk outside the palace, it was the end of spring, the breeze was blowing, and the light golden beam of light passed through the huge Qionghua tree, forming a mottled light and shadow projection on the palace people who came and went in a hurry.

The flowers are blooming, and the small white buds are clustered together, pressing down the branches.

There is a guqin under the tree, and a few new leaves float in a pot of tea next to it.

This scene is also somewhat familiar.

In the early spring, I can always hear someone playing the piano, a string and a column, the sound of the glamour, it seems so ethereal outside the hall, hearing the sound of the piano, it seems that the wounds on the body are not so painful, and the whole person is quiet.

"Nishiki ...... Hatsuhibiscus girl, don't you want to see what you look like? Xiuxiu patted me on the shoulder and handed me a crystal mirror.

The crystal mirror is polished with transparent light, and the surrounding area is inlaid with silver wire totem, which is an eagle with wings spreading.

In the mirror, a familiar and unfamiliar face, because of the confusion and ignorance of the light brown pupils, added a bit of gentleness to this countenance, and the cinnabar mole at the end of the right eye has become a symbol of charm.

I pointed to the cinnabar mole at the end of my eye and asked, "Did I have this before?" ”

"No, I added it on my own initiative. Of course, if you don't like it, I can also help you remove it. "Xiuxiu seems to be very satisfied with her 'work', and her words are full of pride.

"It's good, I like it, just stay."

Xiuxiu straightened her collar and brushed the dust off the hem of her skirt. "It's time for me to go back to Beiyan, Xiying take care of your young lady."

"Beiyan?" I tried desperately in my mind to find this very familiar place name, but in vain.

Xiuxiu stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said, "My hometown, it has nothing to do with you, you stay in Nanjing." ”

The more you cover it up, the more suspicious it becomes, can it be...... Am I from Beiyan? Or, from the Northern Swallow?

Whatever it is, I seem to be inextricably linked to the word, and I have to write it down.

Before she could continue to ask, a little girl with a double ringed bun bowed her head and walked over and said softly: "Miss Chujin, Miss Xiuxiu, Miss Xiying." The king... and the queen came to visit. ”