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He had always known that, for the time being, he would not be able to gain the upper hand in the competition with her family.

After all, no matter how much he got along day and night, even shared five senses, and experienced each other's extremely private emotions, he was not able to participate in her real life to the greatest extent.

In the same way, she was not able to fully enter his world.

On many occasions, in order to protect himself* and to prevent her from getting involved in the predicament, he always tried to cut off the connection between the two as much as possible.

They share each other's joys and sorrows, and are often able to get closer to each other's hearts more naturally than others, but because of this proximity, they want to be more or less away from each other at many times.

People are more likely to be social animals, but time and space alone are also indispensable.

Does her subconscious choice to forget him mean that she has struggled for too long, and this time she is determined to forget forever in order to achieve the goal of truly staying away?

She has always been resolute enough, and such a thing is not impossible.

Shen Jingyuan's heart sank slightly, and his always clear voice seemed to bring some annoyance, "It's not your house, it's the brick house of the old king in the east of the village, and the outside of the house is not a pine tree, but a big banyan tree with a swaying shadow, which is one of the symbols of your village." ”

According to Jiashi's report, in the local population, the banyan tree is about 800 years old, and it is impossible to verify how many years of wind and rain have passed, but it is indeed a single forest, lush and green.

When Yan Shunhua first found out, he was also quite amazed. By her initial sight. The roots of this banyan tree are connected, and the thick trunk may not be able to hug even if four adults hold hands. The diameter of the canopy is about 40 meters, and the branches are luxuriant, and the branches are very beautiful.

It's just a pity that her memory at the moment is a little confused, and she replaced the Qi Song she had seen in Jianyang Peak with it.

"Old Wangtou?"

She searched for memories. No impressions.

"Does he have a dog? I always felt very familiar with the two puppies, one gray and one black. ”

"You took it from his house. The name is 'Little Gray Gray' and 'Little Flower'. ”

Shen Jingyuan pursed his lips, and the frustration of being compared to the dog rose again, but he still endured it. Explained in a calm tone.

If Yan Shunhua had paid careful attention, he would have heard that his voice was very stiff, as if he had hidden a deep patience. It's a pity. Her whole mind was occupied by the name "Little Flower".

"It's familiar. Little flowers?

With the murmuring, there seemed to be a sound of a dog barking in her ears. The gray and black figure scurried up in her mind, but it was always a small one.

She couldn't remember what they would look like when they grew up.

But strangely, a sow appeared in her memory, named "Big Flower".

She was young. They would often run to the pigsty to tell him stories, or break a long stalk of grass to tease him, until he ran around and screamed.

She can even recall it clearly. It was a stalk of grass about twice the length of an adult's arm, and it was dark green throughout. Only the end of her little hand was faintly hidden in the end of her little hand, and as she continued to wave, a dazzling red stream was drawn in the air.

In the distance, there seemed to be a woman faintly walking towards her, with a thorn hairpin cloth skirt, but heroic, dignified and majestic.

The other party strode in stride, unhurried, and obviously well-educated, but the face that was supposed to be full of smiles was always blurred, and no matter how hard she tried to concentrate on it, she could not get a glimpse of the true face.

"Did my family ever have a sow named 'Big Flower'?"

Shen Jingyuan's spirits perked up when he heard this, and his eyes burned, "Do you remember?"

Yan Shunhua shook his head and endured the faint headache, "No." But he saw a woman, as if ......"

She paused, and her heart was a little sour for no reason, "My mother, is she a tall woman?"

At this moment, she really believed the person in front of her, he said that she was not everyone's beautiful Yun Yarong, but a country girl with the same name and surname as her.

She couldn't remember the woman she called her mother in person, but she knew that the sudden emotion in her heart was so surging. This means that no matter whether she was born here with a memory, or halfway attached to the little girl who is also named Yan Shunhua, she must get along with that family very well.

She herself recognized them, and she must have been accepted and deeply loved by them, otherwise, according to her long-established adult thinking, I am afraid that she would not have such deep feelings for them.

It was a deep attachment in her heart, if it weren't for getting along for a long time and treating each other as family, she wouldn't have been so full of mixed feelings.

Shen Jingyuan's cold voice broke her contemplation, "It shouldn't be, your mother is not tall, let alone burly." ”

On the contrary, it was his aunt, Wu Shuyuan, the patriarch of the Yan family, who was a tall and heroic woman. I don't know if it's her who recalls.

"Well, I don't think it's like it either, it feels familiar, but it's not like a mother and daughter. Now that you know my true background, don't sell it anymore, just tell me everything. ”

Yan Shunhua took a deep breath, pulled the quilt over her trembling body, and prepared to face it.

"Is it because something big happened in the family that I can't get by, so I let my father and mother take care of me? Or are they reluctant to let me go on at all, and I exchanged identities with the real Miss Yun by mistake?"

She asked, staring at him intensely, and when he raised his eyebrows in surprise, she suddenly understood.

She is really not Yun Yarong. Not from start to finish. There was no possession and rebirth, and even if there were, it should have happened to the little girl with the same name and surname as her.

She closed her eyes and was relieved. No wonder she always felt strange to the people around her. At first, I thought I was a newcomer, so I was naturally unfamiliar with my surroundings.

But it turned out that she had never gotten along with the people of the Yun family in the first place.

"Are they okay? When did you find out? What the hell is going on? Did Yun Yarong switch identities with me? Does she look so similar to me?"

She asked questions repeatedly, but Shen Jingyuan did not answer immediately, but brought a cup of hot tea and watched her drink it.

"They're fine, you don't have to rush. Other things, I hope you can think of for yourself. (To be continued.) )>