"Why?" I asked, puzzled. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I don't know, I just know that all life near that place will die," she said. ”

Such an evil sect?

But whatever is down there, I'm going to go down and see. Life to see people, death to see corpses!

Click! At this time, in the quiet cave, the sound of the flashlight power button suddenly sounded.

My heart thumped and I yelled, "Don't turn on the flashlight!" ”

The light was still on. However, it was much weaker, and I turned my head to look, only to see Qian Xinyu wrapping a piece of cloth in the flashlight. Some of the light is blocked by gauze, and the flashlight light is not so strong.

A faint light filled the already dark space.

Even if it's just a little bit, you can still see everything in it very clearly.

The light flickered, and a miserable white face immediately appeared in front of us!

Ma Cheng immediately gasped to death at the end, and muttered in a low voice: "Is this a human or a ghost?" ”

My heart was ready. She lives alone in a dark place, lacking sunlight, and her skin naturally appears a sickly pale.

However, when I saw this face clearly, I was also stunned!

Her clothes were unusually tattered, but they were still neat. The hair was not messy as imagined, but wildly draped behind him, with dragon beard bangs in front.

This face is so familiar!

I was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, I remembered this face.

It's dark in front of you, there is a bang, and you fall backwards!

Qian Xinyu picked me up and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

My voice trembled irrepressibly. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and it took a lot of strength to squeeze out two words: Yaya......

Not bad! The person in front of you is Yaya!

She...... How did she end up here?

How did it end up here? She...... Isn't she already dead?

In the icy tomb of Kunlun Mountain, I saw her lying in a crystal coffin.

Scold!

Is it really hell?

The stuffy gourd's face also changed, and he jumped in front of me, and his right hand was already on the handle of the black knife.

"What's wrong?" However, the woman in front of her didn't realize that something was wrong, and still asked unhurriedly,

I took two deep breaths, forced myself to calm down, stared at the face that had appeared in my dreams countless times, and asked softly, "Are you called Yaya?" ”

She shook her head: "I don't know, I don't seem to have a name, they just call me Five." ”

"Five? What do you mean? I looked at her and said, "Isn't she a maid?" But there's nothing wrong with this face? I can't be mistaken. Her portrait, her photograph, her shadow, all appear around me. ”

The stuffy gourd just stared at the woman in front of him, without saying a word, and his hand was always tightly holding the black knife.

It's really shocking! I didn't expect to see a living girl here!

Could this be the meaning of the phrase of the stuffy gourd: if you want to know, there will be an answer here?

At first I didn't believe it, but now I kind of believe it.

I took her warm little hand and asked again, "Are you really not a girl?" ”

She still shook her head.

I wondered, could it be that there are two people in the world who are exactly the same? Yaya also has a sibling?

It's possible!

But what is the relationship between me and Yaya? Why do I always dream of her? Why do I have a picture of her in my hand?

I looked at this familiar face, as if in another world, in the quiet time, I heard the heartbeat of the years in a trance,

I asked again, "Do you know me?" ”

At this moment, she was afraid of the strong light in Qian Xinyu's hand, so she didn't dare to look up at us. Although this light is quite weak to us, she has lived in darkness all the year round, and there is not the slightest light, even a little faint light, and her eyes cannot bear it.

Now that I said this, she finally raised her eyes.

Her eyes are very clear, very moving, and like a person's eyes: Hongyi!

She stared at me blankly, half speechless.

"I think I've seen you somewhere......" she tilted her head, as if struggling to recall.

Suddenly, her face welled up with joy: "You're finally here to pick me up!" I've been waiting for you! I knew you were coming! ”

I'm confused! Do I really have anything to do with Yaya?

I'm going to pick her up? When did I say I was going to pick her up?

I haven't been here before at all!

Wrong!

My forehead suddenly covered in cold sweat. Could it be that these things are all in my lost memory?

Actually, I had amnesia! And it's all amnesia. I can't think of anything, including myself, my name.

For more than a decade, there has been no sign of recovery of these memories, and I don't care much about them.

I'm like that, I've never forced something I don't have in life.

Forget it, forget it, it's not a big deal, it's good to think about it, and there's nothing sad about not remembering it.

If a person is only immersed in the past and does not cherish the present, that is the real sorrow.

About eleven years ago, I woke up and couldn't remember anything. All I remember with me was an ID card. It has my name written on it: Yu Tong!

Only then did I know that my name was Yu Tong, otherwise I really didn't know who I was.

I was seriously injured and needed a blood transfusion, but my blood type was very rare, even beyond the four blood types available.

Just when I was dying, a little girl came. She is Xiao Ruo. It was she who donated blood to me and saved my life.

Many times, I also wonder, why does this little girl's blood type match mine?

In the days after I woke up, I had an extremely hard life, almost living on handouts. Two months later, I found my first job as I can remember: a full-time reporter for a newspaper!

After a few years, I accumulated a lot of money and started my own business as a small boss.

During this period, I found that lively and cute little girl again...... Li Jinruo!

and bought his apartment next to her house, and since then he has become a neighbor, like a relative.

I don't remember anyone, I don't know if I have any relatives.

I tried to find my past from the address on my ID card, but in the end I couldn't find any information, and I even suspected that the ID card was fake, but there was an electronic record in the police system.

Nothing stimulates my memory, I don't feel anything when I look at it, and after a long time, I don't care.

Only Xiao Ruo, this little girl, when I looked at her, I only felt very kind and familiar.