It's night, the cool breeze is like Emei, and the waves are beating on the shore like a cheerful child, making the silent night full of vitality.

On a reef in the middle of the sea, Mi'er finally found the figure, the back of the dark sea was gloomy and lonely. Mi'er stepped on the waves and walked over to look at the not bright moon, as if she had inadvertently said, "How can the crescent moon be beautiful when it is full moon?" ”

Yinque didn't need to look back to know that Mi'er was coming, he still looked at the emei-like moon, "I always feel like a duckweed without roots, I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going, what's the difference between a crescent moon and a full moon?" ”

The indifferent tone made Mi'er slightly stunned, Yinque's life experience was so similar to herself, she couldn't find any goal when she came to this world, she could only wander around with time, and she would fall wherever she went, and no matter how familiar she was, she would become strange. For a while, she didn't know how to answer, looking at Yinque's windblown hunting clothes, she simply sat on the reef and sat next to Yinque.

Take off your shoes and socks that are wet by the sea and put them on the reef, and let a pair of white and tender feet soak in the cold water. Except for the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, it was terrifying, and Yinque felt like waves in the vast sea, not knowing where he was.

Mi'er stepped on the waves coming from afar, "The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it is, and going with the flow is the truth that the world has summed up." Her voice was soft and soft, soft as cotton, light as a breeze, and faintly came into his ears as if there was a kind of magic to soothe his surging heart.

Go with the flow?

Isn't this a kind of torment? It's easy to say and it looks easy, but who can actually do it? It's really ridiculous that she wants others to do things that she can't do after living for thousands of years! Thinking of this, the corners of her lips overflowed with a wry smile, and she lowered her head just to hide the loneliness and sadness in her eyebrows.

Mi'er couldn't hear the movement of the people around her for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that she could still see his white clothes in the afterglow, she almost thought that there was no one around, this person was afraid that he had already merged with the air, right?

"Can you still be a dreamer?" The voice was a little hesitant and tremolo.

Mi'er's heart jumped, and her complicated eyes fell on Yinque's side face that was still looking at the moon, and at this moment she finally understood how important memory was to Yinque. The dream spirit she made was nothing more than a half-finished product, and the only reason why Yinque fell asleep was because he was strong enough to resist the backlash of the dream spirit. But even if he had such a powerful ability, the Dream Spirit was not completely without influence on him.

"Even if you use the Dream Spirit ten more times, do you think you'll remember what happened in the dream? And are you sure that the things in the dream are real? Mi'er's voice was serious and calm, this calmness seemed to infect Yinque, and he finally looked back at Mi'er's eyes as dark as the sea, and there was a faint light in her eyes, which was the moon reflected in her eyes.

"But I'd like to give it a try." Yinque's eyes flickered invisibly, his five fingers were folded into fists, as if he had made up his mind, and his gaze became extremely firm.

Mi'er and Yinque looked at each other for a moment, and she suddenly lowered her head and smiled, "I don't know why you lost your memory, but I can vaguely feel that there is some mysterious force in you that is preventing you from remembering the past, instead of letting you dream again, let me enter your dream, so that I may be able to bring your memory out." ”

"No way!" As soon as Mi'er's words fell, Yinque stood up, and he stood in the sea like that, looking at the girl sitting on the stone, and the two of them were gilded by the moonlight at the same time. She has already entered the dream of the end of the blue time, and she can't dream again in a short time, if she hurts her body and loses her life...... No way! Absolutely not!

Mi'er was stunned by Yinque's sudden scolding, don't you care about memory very much? Why did he reject her proposal so resolutely, shouldn't he readily agree for the sake of his lost memory? She suddenly couldn't understand Yinque, "Instead of looking at you decadent, why not let you get your way." ”

Mi'er's eyebrows were crooked, the corners of her lips were smiling, the breeze blowing through her long hair made her look extraordinarily beautiful, she put her hands around her knees and put her head on her knees and looked sideways at him, for a moment he was attracted by this faint smile.

"Ruyi? Impossible. Silver's self-deprecating avoidance of Mi'er's gaze fell on the waves that kept crashing against the reef. If he could get his way, how could he be trapped in the crystal coffin for so long? If he had the best wishes, how could he lose his memory and forget the most important people and things? Ruyi, is there really Ruyi in the world?

"It will always come true......" Mi'er comforted him, at this time she didn't know what to say, she could only comfort him like this, Mi'er sneezed loudly before she finished speaking, she frowned and rubbed the tip of her uncomfortable nose. On an early spring night, the night is as cool as water, not to mention the windy seaside?

As soon as Mi'er sneezed, Yinque felt his heart move, and he reached out to pull Mi'er up and blamed him dissatisfiedly, "I don't bring a piece of clothing when I go out so late." ”

Mi'er was pulled for a while and didn't reflect and almost fell into the water, but fortunately, she quickly grabbed Yinque's arm to avoid embarrassment, "What are you doing, scare me!" Mi'er opened her mouth angrily.

Yinque held Mi'er with one hand and lifted the shoes on the reef with the other, and said happily, "Who told you to be absent-minded?" "When your feet touch the soft sand on the beach, your whole body relaxes. Yinque let go of Mi'er's hand and stepped back step by step with her shoes, the corners of her mouth hooked into a bewildering smile. Mi'er was stunned for a while, and she didn't come back to her senses until Yinque ran out for a long time, and this guy took her shoes away! How did she get back? Looking at Yinque, who had suddenly regained her vitality, she simply jumped off the reef and chased the figure away.

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On the third day of Lan Shimo's awakening, he returned to school, his mind was messy, and he couldn't remember the trip clearly, he held a pen and his brows twisted, what should he write? How could a travel diary of only a few thousand words stump him? He poked his temple with the tip of his pen and recalled the trip from beginning to end, until he and Luo Jiajia went up the mountain and became hazy.

"Squad leader!" The delicate voice frightened Lan Shimo, the pen in his hand poked into his eyes, and he was busy rubbing his eyes, but the pen fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled out a long way.

Luo Jiajia covered her mouth and giggled happily when she saw Lan Shimo's hurried appearance, and several classmates next to her looked at them in surprise without knowing what was going on.

Lan Shimo lifted his rubbed red, red right eye that was almost dripping with tears and looked at Luo Jiajia, who was still laughing, a little overwhelmed.

"Squad leader, am I so terrible? But if you call you, you're going to poke yourself in the eye? "Her flushed face is extraordinarily cute.

I don't know why Lan Shimo felt scared when he saw Luo Jiajia, why did she want to stay away and refuse?

"I ...... I ...... "Lan Shimo is nervous when he is scared, and he can't speak when he is nervous."

"What are you afraid of, I saw that you couldn't write it, so I came to help you." After Luo Jiajia finished speaking, he stretched out his hand that had been behind his back and put a pink notebook on his notebook, "This is what I wrote, I don't mind if you learn from it." She raised her eyebrows, showing her cuteness to the fullest, so that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

She smiled like the warm sun under the spring breeze, but Lan Shimo felt cold and didn't dare to look at her again, he quickly lowered his head and pulled his notebook out from under her pink notebook, "Thank you, I, you can write it yourself!" After saying that, he left without hesitation, as if there was a vicious dog chasing after him.

"Huh? Why are you so afraid of me? Luo Jiajia looked at Lan Shimo's back and fled in confusion and muttered to herself, and her bright smile bloomed like this, bewildering several teenagers who quietly looked at her.

"Jiajia, I'll take a look." A teenager grinned and grabbed Luo Jiajia's pink notebook and ran out of the classroom before Luo Jiajia could react.

"Chen Xuan! You stop! Luo Jiajia saw that it was Chen Xuan, who often came to make her angry, shouted angrily and chased out, and after the two of them ran out, Mi'er felt that the world was quiet.

"Comrades, I have good news for everyone, the time for the Games has been set!" Wen Chao waved an A4 piece of paper full of words, and his voice was so loud in a crowd of boys that they could hear the voices outside the classroom clearly.

"Wednesday on the 21st of next month, I can skip two more classes." The boys started talking.

"It's not two days, it's three days." Wen Chao excitedly corrected.

"And where are we going?"

"Play? What are you kid thinking! You guys have to sign up for three sports each, and you have to come back with first place! Wen Chao was righteous, and began to give orders.

Several boys were dumbfounded, "Are you crazy?" ”

"I'm not crazy, you heard clearly that the class with the most gold medals this time has a prize of 50,000 yuan!" Wen Chao seemed to be a little too excited.

Everyone was circled again, this kid has a superior family background, and he is like a little prince in Y City, "Is your family broken?" Is it worth the excitement for such a small amount of money? ”

"Phew! Your family has just broken the factory, and what Lao Tzu likes is not money. Wen Chao deliberately left half of his words in half, making everyone look at each other and feel itchy.

"Brother Wen, Brother Chao, what the hell is going on, don't sell it."

"Of course, it's Wen Shao's favorite thing." From far to near, with imperceptible joy, the voice was not loud but everyone in the crowd heard it.