Back in the house, Yan Qing took out a box from the cabinet next to him, sat on the edge of the bed and opened it, the box contained some wooden gadgets.

When she was a child, she was a little introverted, the people around her didn't like to talk to her, and her parents were busy, and most of the time, she couldn't take care of herself, let alone the toys that children love to play.

At that time, the family had no money, so Yan Xiuwen picked up the wood left over from the fire and made some villains to give to himself.

The appearance of the villain is not delicate and good-looking, but the workmanship is very fine, and it is polished and smooth, without a single burr.

Later, when his parents were gone, he would prepare such a self-made villain for himself every birthday, and said that he would prepare every year in the future, slowly, from busy to forgetful, as if all promises would slowly dissipate with time.

At that time, although the conditions were not good, my impression was that it was a time when I would feel happy when I think about it now, and I was simply happy.

And now, the conditions are not as difficult as then, there is no problem with three meals a day, but everything around me does not seem to be what it once was.

Even he doesn't seem to be as enthusiastic about Yan Xiuwen as he used to be.

Probably people change, and I am no exception.

That night, Yan Qing lay on the bed, pretending to be asleep, and in the second half of the night, when she was almost about to fall asleep, she faintly heard footsteps approaching her room until she opened the door.

She felt Yan Xiuwen's aura beside her.

Thinking of what she interrupted that night, and what Du Fengqing said, she slowed down her breathing, feeling Yan Xiuwen's every move, just like that night, she raised her hand and landed on her forehead.

In an instant, her head swelled dizzily, and countless memories swirled around in her head, and she wanted to capture them, but they were hiding from her as if they had long legs, getting farther and farther away from her.

Yan Xiuwen's eyes were calm, he didn't want to, he wanted Yan Qing to remember what happened in the past few days more than anyone else, but today's A-Qing is too unbehaved, as long as he comes again, there will be no problem. This is the last time.

Some things, only zero times and countless times.

Sealed and tampered with Yan Qing's memory once, there was a second, a third, countless times, even if Yan Xiuwen told himself every time that it was the last time.

Memories were running around in his mind, Yan Qing was extremely uncomfortable, opened his eyes, raised his hand and waved it subconsciously!

Yan Xiuwen was defenseless, and was interrupted by Yan Qing's palm wind, the huge impact caused his feet to take a few steps back uncontrollably, he looked at Yan Qing on the bed, his eyes were stunned, "You didn't sleep?" ”

Yan Qing looked at her hands in a daze, what happened just now, it was just a wave, as if something had run out of her body, and suddenly, her head hurt as if it had been squeezed by a heavy object and hit it repeatedly, and countless memories came up, scurrying around!

From how her parents had an accident when she was a child, to her and Yan Xiuwen's dependence on each other, to knowing Du Fengqing, jumping from the attic window, resurrected, living in confusion, remembering nothing, changing bodies every once in a while, until she was re-admitted to the Taoist Temple by the master as Yan Qing, and later went down the mountain, went to Yuncheng, and had a new family.

When I met Yan Xiuwen again, I remembered the past little by little, met the reincarnated Du Fengqing, and then confronted Cai Meng and appeared here.

She looked at Yan Xiuwen's gaze becoming unfamiliar and cold again, "If you sleep, how do you know what you want to hide from me?" ”

At this time, Yan Xiuwen didn't know that Yan Qing had already remembered everything, and still thought that Yan Qing in front of him was still his well-behaved and obedient sister.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to touch Yan Qing's head to appease and explain, "You listen to my explanation"

Yan Qing missed out, stood up from the bed, avoided Yan Xiuwen's hand, and stood on the other side, "No need to explain, I don't want to hear it." ”

She looked around, this place was exactly the same as her past home, according to Xuanyang and Du Fengqing, no matter how much Cai Meng knew Yan Xiuwen's past, it was impossible for Cai Meng to know some other things so clearly, so here, is it an illusory world built with his own consciousness?

But at that time, Cai Ming's formation had been interrupted by himself, and he shouldn't have been brought in and trapped here, could it be that there was something else that he didn't notice at the time?

Yan Xiuwen grabbed Yan Qing's shoulder, made her face to him, and explained in a panic, "Ah Qing, everything I do is for you and for our future. ”

Yan Qing frowned, remembering that he was in the suburbs at the time, and he was about to succeed, if Yan Xiuwen did not appear and interrupted himself, he and Cai Meng would have lost both at that time, and if Yan Xiuwen took advantage of the victory to pursue, Cai Meng would have no chance to escape.

The wildfires can't be burned, the spring breeze blows and grows, Cai Ming's escape is another big hidden danger, and if the hidden danger is not removed, she is always uneasy in her heart.

In the past, he was able to mutilate those innocent lives and refine souls in order to improve his cultivation, but now that he has been severely injured, it is hard to imagine what method he will use.

Yan Qing forcefully pulled off Yan Xiuwen's two hands on his shoulders, and said, "I said, everything you do is just for yourself, and the future you imagine has never been what I wanted." ”

Yan Xiuwen looked at her in a daze, she said such a thing

"Do you remember?"

Yan Qing didn't answer him, "Since you live here, I won't live here." ”

As she spoke, she walked past Yan Xiuwen's eyes and walked outside, not giving Yan Xiuwen a chance to stop herself at all.

Yan Qing's memory was restored so that Yan Xiuwen was caught off guard, and at that moment, he was stunned in place, stiff, not knowing how to explain, how to make Yan Qing believe in himself again, and how to let Yan Qing return to his side.

Yan Qing walked out of the house, her eyes fell on the swing in the yard, and stayed for a long time, at that time in the Yan family's old house, she noticed that there was a swing in the courtyard of the old house, saying that the old man Yan had people install it in the yard before his death, and it had been renovated once a few years ago, and no one sat on it to play.

At that time, she felt familiar, and now that she is back in her hometown, there is nothing she doesn't understand.

The swing of the Yan family's old house is exactly the same as this one, where is the old man Yan letting people pretend, from the beginning, everything after his death seems to be arranged clearly, from the back mountain to the Taoist, and then to Yuncheng, Yan Xiuwen is in Yan's house, Cai Meng is in Yuncheng, everything happened so just right.

As soon as something happened to me, Master appeared.

Master is so smart, from the very beginning, he expected that there would be such a day, and he pushed his apprentice to his current position with his own hands.

Yan Xiuwen is smart, but Xuanyang is even smarter, he won't do such indifferent and purposeless things.

Perhaps, this is never an illusory secret world built by one's own consciousness, but a real past.

(End of chapter)