The man's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was no more to say.

Gu Jijin opened his mouth, still feeling incredible.

"Are you ready for the tickets?" Lingyun asked.

"When you're ready, you're ready to go the day after tomorrow."

Gu Jijin replied.

Lingyun nodded, got up and left the room.

Before leaving, she had one more thing to do.

——

Settle down.

Anxia sat in the room in despair, her heart empty, as if something important was missing.

At this time, the maid came knocking on the door: "Miss, a young lady who claims to be Yun'er is looking for you." ”

"Yun'er?" Anxia was confused, she had never known anyone called Yun'er.

Is it Lingyun?

Impossible, Lingyun and Gu Yue died in a car accident together.

Thinking of the fact that Lingyun was dead, An Xia's eyes turned red and she cried lowly.

The maid said, "Miss, Miss Yun'er didn't say anything, let me pass on something to you." ”

Stuff?

Anxia wiped away her tears and got up to open the door.

The maid gave her a square black velvet gift box, and she took the box back to her room, and for some reason when she saw the box, a strong sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

An Xia opened the box, and inside the box was a broken hosta.

The hosta is warm and moist, and the broken place is glued, leaving only a small crack, and the strange thing is that the bond is tinged with yellowish, like the color that has appeared after being stored for a long time.

An Xia was stunned, and that strong sense of familiarity struck again, as if this hosta was originally her property, and she ghostly picked up the hosta and pulled out a simple hair in the mirror.

By the time she came back to her senses, she was in tears.

Anxia didn't know why she was crying, she only felt that her heart was uncomfortable, and the grievances and pains that seemed to have been separated for thousands of years exploded when she saw this hosta.

Anxia didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that at this moment, she could only be relieved by hugging her head and crying.

The girl lay on the dresser and wept silently.

Out of sight, a white-robed Taoist stood quietly beside her, caressing the girl's back with his empty palm, even though the girl didn't know anything about it.

"I'm sorry...... It's that I'm too selfish, and I don't want to leave like this even if I want to disappear, Anxia, remember me! ”

After the man finished speaking softly, the white-robed figure disappeared into a wisp of dust and smoke in the sunlight.

Anxia cried, suddenly raised her head from the crook of her arm and shouted into the air: "Don't go! ”

However, the silent room was empty, the air conditioner was blowing quietly, and the room was so quiet that only Anxia's sobs were heard.

Lingyun, who was hidden in the corner, sighed lowly, and a hint of determination appeared on her face.

The relationship between her and Ah Jun will never come to this point!

——

Family.

When Lingyun came back again, Gu Jijin looked at Lingyun with an expression that was so shocked that he didn't know what words to use.

“？”

Lingyun wondered.

Gu Jijin grabbed her hand and told her, "Ah Yun, the third master is awake!" ”

“！”

Lingyun's eyes suddenly enlarged, and in the next moment, Gu Jijin felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Lingyun in front of him had long been missing.

“……”

Lingyun stopped at the doorway of the room.

The voice of a nightingale could be heard in the room.

"Third master, your name is Fu Xiuyun...... Twenty-four years old... It is the general ...... of the Fu Group"

With a snap, Lingyun pushed the door open.

The nightingale and Fu Xiuyun, who was sitting on the bed with a confused expression, looked at her together.

Fu Xiuyun has woken up, but the wisdom and composure between his eyebrows are not there, he is like a child who is full of curiosity about the world, and between his eyebrows is curiosity and exploration.

Lingyun's expression was relieved, her body leaned softly against the door, and her heart was sour.

Lingyun was looking at Fu Xiuyun, and at the same time, Fu Xiuyun was also looking at Lingyun.

There was no sharpness in his dark eyes, but one that was as sincere as a child.

"This sister is so familiar, have we seen it in a dream?" After saying that, he showed a silly smile.

It's just that he was born handsome, and this smile is not stupid but very good-looking.

Lingyun stabilized her mind and said, "You are so familiar, maybe we already know each other." ”

"No, it won't." He frowned and retorted, revealing a bright smile: "If I have seen such a beautiful sister, I will definitely not forget!" ”

"Poof—"

Lingyun couldn't help but chuckle.

The nightingale on the side covered her forehead with a helpless face, and she didn't want to admit that the stupid and flirtatious person in front of her was the former wise and martial Fu Sanye.

Lingyun smiled, her first heartfelt smile in days.

Laughing and smiling, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Fu Xiuyun wrinkled his brows and said, "Sister, don't cry, I will protect you!" ”

He swears by it.

Even if she is stupid, she wants to protect her.

Lingyun smiled and scolded angrily in her heart, this fool.

She walked quickly to the side of the bed, took Fu Xiuyun's hand and helped him check his body, and sure enough, it was a stupidity caused by incomplete soul.

Nightingale left with a sense of humor, leaving space for the two.

Fu Xiuyun smiled, he liked the beautiful girl in front of him, he wanted to express kindness to the girl, but he didn't know how to say the stalk, so he said to Lingyun dryly and sincerely: "Beautiful sister, don't be sad, that black-faced uncle just now said that my name is Fu Heyun...... Hmm, it's a very powerful person, I can protect you, don't you be sad, okay? ”

He looked at Lingyun cautiously.

Lingyun sneered, "It's Ah Yun, your name is Ah Yun!" ”

"Well, my name is Ah Yun!" Fu Xiuyun thinks that it is still a beautiful sister who can speak, Ah Yun Ah Yun, how good it is to remember the name, but it is much easier to remember than Fu Heyun, "What about you, beautiful sister?" ”

"My name is Ah Yun."

"Ah Yun?" Fu Xiuyun repeated.

Instead, he seemed to think of something happy, and giggled: "Ah Yun, Ah Yun, beautiful sister, are our names a pair!" ”

Lingyun laughed with him: "Not only are the names a couple, but we are also a couple!" ”

From a hundred years ago to the present.

"We're a couple too?" Fu Xiuyun repeated in a daze, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Lingyun took his hand and patiently told him: "Ah Yun, you are sick now and have forgotten a lot of things, but don't worry, I will try my best to get you back to normal!" ”

"Will there be a beautiful sister when it returns to normal?"

Fu Xiuyun asked cautiously.

When he woke up, he forgot everything, even the nightingale who claimed to be his subordinate was very strange to him, only the girl in front of him, even if it was a strange face, the sense of familiarity and the desire to protect her seemed to be imprinted in his soul.

"Yes." Lingyun smiled softly, "I will always be by your side." ”

In any case, the tragedy of the ancestors and the princess will never be repeated in us.

Ah Yun, I don't believe in any love calamity, although I don't have a complete memory, but what I think about in both lives is to protect you!