I opened my eyes and looked at Chang'e, and at that moment, I remembered the bits and pieces of my past life. The process of my acquaintance with her, the process of falling in love. I was touched by a strange warmth.

But then, I was in a trance, I looked at Chang'e with tears streaming down her face, and I saw that she had become Wushuang. My heart, which had just warmed up, was cold again.

Chang'e suddenly rejoiced: "You remembered me, didn't you?" You've definitely remembered. I recognize the look. You are Hou Yi. ”

I nodded: "I'm Hou Yi, but you have to get out now." ”

Chang'e asked in frustration, "Why?" ”

I sighed and said, "You have to at least let me get dressed." ”

Chang'e looked at me, and her face flushed: "Hou Yi, we are already husband and wife, why bother to avoid this." ”

As soon as I heard this, I couldn't help but think of Wushuang again. Large beads of sweat fell from his head.

I heard myself say in a gruff voice, "Get out." ”

Chang'e gave me an aggrieved look, then stood up.

She's going to go out. But I stopped her: "Wait a minute. ”

Chang'e happily turned around and walked back.

I looked down at the peachwood sword stuck in my chest, "Help me pull it out." ”

Chang'e was stunned: "Pull it out directly?" ”

I nodded: "Just pull it out." ”

Chang'e gritted her teeth, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the peachwood sword with a sudden force.

I was so taken by her that my body involuntarily moved forward. Chang'e hurriedly supported me, and the blood spurting out of my chest drenched her.

I slowly raised my hand, took her arm, and sat up straight on the cold floor.

I said weakly, "You go out first, I want to heal, I want to be quiet for a while." ”

Chang'e is a cultivator, so she naturally knows that what I said is true. No matter how reluctant she was, she didn't force it. Just said softly: "I'm just outside the door, if there's anything, call me." ”

She walked out and closed the door for me.

I struggled to my feet and covered the wound with my shirt. Barely stopped the bleeding. I didn't use the Dao technique again. Just sit in the chair.

I took the cup. The mind is in turmoil. The labor pain in my chest reminded me that it was all true.

I closed my eyes and muttered vigorously: "Little mandrill, little mandrill, you have made me so miserable." ”

Just now, I was full of anger and said to Chang'e: "Despicable. ”

But at this time, calm down and think about it, no one else is to blame for this.

Xiao Xiaoxiao just wanted to trick me into taking Ganoderma lucidum, regain my original memories, and be with Chang'e again. Probably he didn't expect that I happened to be with Wushuang and this happened to happen.

I let out a long sigh and collapsed in my chair: "Is this a coincidence, or is it providence?" Drove me into a dead end. Why me? Why me? ”

I had wounds on my body, and soon I was asleep in a daze.

In my dreams, I saw many women crying. They look exactly like Mushuang. I want to apologize. But they turned, revealing another face on the back of their heads. This face looks exactly the same as Chang'e.

I woke up from my dream, and it was already morning.

I put on my clothes and walked out like a dead corpse, slowly opening the door.

I saw a man, crouching in the hallway, right by my door, asleep. This person is none other than Chang'e.

I looked at her and couldn't help but feel sad.

I have no intention of losing the world. But all the people of the world have become my creditors.

I decided to hide from my debts and flee to the ends of the earth, preferring to leave a name for myself here.

I didn't wake Chang'e up, and left in a flash.

I didn't tell her what happened last night. Because I had already guessed her reaction. She would say sorry in tears, and then her heart would be like a knife.

Since it wasn't her who was at fault, there was no need to pull her to be punished.

I walked out of town and down a tiny, tiny road. Wheat fields on both sides.

By this time, it was already autumn, and the corn harvest had been completed. Wheat is planted inside, and at this time, only the greenery is revealed.

Autumn mornings have a layer of white fog, blown by the morning breeze, floating over the wheat fields. Ethereal, like the wilderness thousands of years ago.

I look at these new greens. Suddenly I remembered the wilderness, the meadows. I think of Wen Yu, and I think of Wushuang.

The heart is like a knife, and the heart is like a knife.

I touched the wound next to my heart and walked westward step by step.

I don't know why I'm going west. At this time, I didn't have the slightest intention of looking for the king of Jizo and the abbot.

Perhaps, subconsciously, I think the West is a place to go. Or, I thought, Musou might be there. I ran away from Chang'e and looked for Wushuang. I'll say I'm sorry to her and start the next escape.

Until the wound on the chest kept festering. Rotten the heart. Let me die in the wasteland.

I sighed as I walked slowly forward.

Suddenly, someone stopped me in my path.

I looked up and saw that it was a small mandrill.

He crossed his waist and looked like a teacher asking guilt: "Where are you going?" ”

I shook my head: "I don't know. ”

Xiao Shanxiao was aggressive: "Where are you going?" ”

He leaned over and gave me a push. He pressed against my wound. I grinned in pain and collapsed in the wheat field.

Xiao Shanxiao stood in front of me and said indignantly: "It's not easy for my sister to find you. Is your heart made of stone? Do you know how hard it took her to get those reishi mushrooms back? You're not impressed at all? You actually sneaked away on your own? Come on, come on, let me see what your heart is made of? ”

I'm in a terrible mood. A thought of self-abandonment came to me. I jerked my shirt open, then pointed to the wound and said, "Come, I'll show you what my heart is made of." ”

Then I put my fingers inside the wound and tugged at him hard.

I grunted in pain. Little Mandrill was stunned by me, and he quickly pulled my hand off and shouted, "Are you crazy? ”

I slowly got dressed, and I didn't care that the newly ruptured wound stained my clothes red, and I looked at the little mandrill like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes and said, "Sometimes, madmen are happier than normal people. ”

Behind me, the little mandrill muttered, "Crazy, crazy." This man is crazy. ”

I bypassed him and continued westward.

The mandrill didn't catch up again. If I were him, I would have stopped my sister from marrying a madman.

I took two steps and felt a lump of mud hit my head. It hurts.

I know it was the mandrill. I didn't even bother to turn back. Continue slowly and slowly towards the west.

At night, there were two more people behind me. One is Xiaoxiao, and the other is Chang'e.

Chang'e followed me and asked, "Why?" ”

I didn't speak because I didn't know how to say it.

After a while, she asked again, "Is it related to Wushuang?" Where is she? ”

I felt sick for a while. Staggered and stopped. I looked at Chang'e and said slowly, "She's gone, you'd better not see her either." ”

It's a very harsh thing to say, but I can't help it. I owe a debt, and only by being ruthless can I make the creditor afraid and pay off the debt.

The little mandrill was enraged by my attitude. He was eager to beat me up. But was stopped by Chang'e.

Chang'e said: "You go, I'll accompany Hou Yi by myself." ”

Xiao Xiao said with an unhappy face, "I'm not here to accompany him. ”

Chang'e said: "I know, you go back and follow the fat man to continue to teach the disciples." ”

The little mandrill looked at me: "But this kid. ”

Chang'e began to push him: "Go back, go back." ”

The little mandrill was still hesitating. And Chang'e pushed and pushed, and began to cry.

Xiao Xiaoxiao sighed and finally turned around and left.

Chang'e and I were the only ones left on the road. None of us spoke. I hadn't even looked at her because every glance reminded me of Musou.

I tried to ignore and not see her, and I did, because it's okay to close my eyes. I tried not to hear her, and I did, just cover my ears. I tried not to smell her anymore, and I did, just plug my nose.

I'm trying to forget about this person, and I haven't done that yet. Because I don't know what to do with my brain. In fact, not only did I not forget Chang'e, but I also didn't forget Wushuang. From time to time, the two of them played tricks in my head, making me feel the urge to split my head.