The sun shone on this calm golden sand, but now it was full of tension. Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu, shoulder to shoulder, back to back, their eyes were firm, and they did not have the slightest intention of retreating. The golden flame like a plump ear of wheat jumped in Ye Ning's hand, reflecting his side face as if a god had only descended into the world, bright and brave. And in Jiang Kaixu's hands, there is a scorching purple fire, like the brightest galaxy at night, cold and mysterious.

It was already dark, and the sound of the tide gently rose and fell in the distance, as if anxious for the battle that was about to begin. The once peaceful jungle seemed to have turned into a sleeping beast at this moment, and its hazy eyes were about to open. The rustling sound exudes malice, like a venomous snake wriggling in the grass. It was a harbinger of monsters, who were able to dominate life and death in the jungle, and every breath was a provocation to tranquility.

Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu's expressions became more and more serious, and their perceptions were like tickling tentacles, accurately capturing every unusual movement. Their bodies were as tense as springs, ready to meet the menacing monsters. The flames danced in their hands with an uneasy rhythm, flickering and dimming, and seemed to beat with their tension.

However, in preparation, they did not forget about the existence of each other. The breeze blows, with the salty smell of the beach, but also with their endless trust and tacit understanding. In this world, they share the dangers. Even in the face of potential unknowns, they always believe that as long as they fight together, they can overcome everything.

The rustling sound was getting closer, and the sleeping beast was about to wake up. And on this beach, Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu's flames were brighter, their eyes were more resolute, they, ready, fighting, were about to break out at any time.

When a looming figure came out of the dense leaves of the jungle, the purple and gold twin flames seemed to fade a little in an instant. It was a woman, her military uniform was soft and fluttering, revealing the verdant natural color, so harmonious with the jungle that it seemed to be the spirit of the forest.

Looking at her mysterious and elegant gait, Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu glanced at each other, and what was reflected in the pupils of both sides was no longer the fierceness of the battle, but a much lighter vigilance and a lot more doubts. The flames that had been planned gradually froze in their hands, and finally only the afterglow of teasing remained.

Ye Ning even saw traces of familiarity in the woman's face, his heartstrings twitched, and he recognized that it was his friend Yang Ling, this unexpected familiarity made him a little trance. It was as if he had been splashed with a bottle of frost, and the whole person relaxed from the tense fighting state, lowered his clenched fist, and the flames were naturally extinguished.

He showed a surprised and happy expression, and cast a relieved look at Jiang Kaixu: "She is Yang Ling, my old friend."

Ye Ning explained to Jiang Kaixu with suspicion but a slight smile: "It turned out to be a false alarm, but why are you here?"

Hearing Ye Ning say this, Jiang Kaixu also breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the purple gold flames that dissipated on the beach, and then looked at the woman from the jungle, and also let down the guard in his heart. His nervous expression faded and he returned to his usual calm and composure, and he also put away the purple flames, no longer maintaining a fighting stance.

Although Jiang Kaixu and Yang Ling have indeed met, we cannot easily mistake it for just hearing the name of a person, which represents our comprehensive understanding and memory of this individual.

Jiang Kaixu and Yang Ling, the connection between them is so meager that it is like a drop of water in the long river of time, just one side, not worth mentioning. Although sixteen years have passed since the point of their acquaintance from the linear timeline, in Jiang Kaixu's heart, Yang Ling has become a part of the forgotten memory, and the name Yang Ling can't even evoke any feelings and memories for Jiang Kaixu.

This may be the revelation of human memory, reflecting that human memory is selective, and there are many factors that can affect the preservation, acquisition, and forgetting of memory. In the endless flood of information in life, our brains only retain memories for things that are important and require constant attention. Inconsequential people or events, even if they have left traces, tend to fade away over time.

Just like Yang Ling's state in Jiang Kaixu's memory, she did not leave a conspicuous enough mark on his life trajectory, and she did not have any sense of existence

Her presence is more like a backdrop that can only be noticed in certain circumstances and times. However, as day after day and year go by, these "backdrops" are naturally forgotten and disappear into the deep sea of memory.

Therefore, people should recognize the essence of memory, which is not only a record of the past, but also a tool for us to construct ourselves and understand the world. And in this process, forgetting may be inevitable, or it may be a self-preservation mechanism, helping us to remove irrelevant information and leave a truly valuable memory. This is human memory, and we should think about how to interact with the outside world, how to leave traces of ourselves in the river of time, and how to define ourselves.

It's far away, back to the main text.

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, the subtle ups and downs of her thoughts invisible to her calm face. Her true intentions, she cleverly disguised themselves in an attitude that blended concern and apprehension. Delicate lies flow from her poetic language, touching the heartstrings.

"Am I not worried about you? I know your strength very well. I'm afraid that your strength will not be too dangerous to come to the Western Continent to kill, and it will be too difficult to survive on this Western Continent. If you believe that you are strong enough to handle this, then I also believe that I can do it myself."

Yang Ling's eyes were determined and full of hope, "So, I want to follow the past and see if there is anything I can do to help."

Although Yang Ling's words contained deception, the concern was equally true, as if the stars were reflected in the lake, reflecting the light and shadow that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Hearing Yang Ling's words, Ye Ning's heart was disturbed. The once gentle and affectionate girl, after sixteen years, is still as quiet as ever, and she still does not abandon him. Her words were like poems in his ignorant youth, making ripples in his heart.

Even Jiang Kaixu didn't know his current strength, and Yang Ling wouldn't know it. Ye Ning's current combat strength, he felt that he could at least walk sideways on the Western Continent. And Yang Ling actually caught up with him without knowing it, and knowing that there were many demon beasts on the Western Continent, Ye Ning had to admire Yang Ling's courage.

And Yang Ling's behavior and Ye Ning's reverie made Ye Ning's thoughts float in the distant memory, and Ye Ning saw the shadow of his youth and frivolity, and Yang Ling's ambiguous yearning. Thinking of the Sima Ning who had used the sword shadow to intervene between the two of them, he felt a slight pain in his heart. Now, Sima Ning has disappeared in the long river of time, and Yang Ling seems to have bravely opened his heart to him again.

Ye Ning sighed silently in his heart, he sensed Yang Ling's emotions from shallow to deep. Does that mean she wants to rekindle her old unfinished love? After all, Sima Ning, who snatched love with a knife, has passed away.

Ye Ning suddenly fell into a tangle. He had already confessed to Li Yishuang, and although he did not receive a clear response, their relationship was already closer than before. And at this moment, Yang Ling is also silently expressing his feelings.

These two women, one is the first love when he was a teenager, and the other is the current morning and twilight; One is like the regret of youth, and the other is like the long-cherished wish of adulthood. He was full of deep regret and gratitude to Yang Ling, and sincere love and expectation for Li Yishuang. Ye Ning seemed to be standing at the crossroads of his life at the moment, the two roads ahead were unknown and possible, and he could not predict the impact of every choice.

Ye Ning's heart was like a storm that had been set off, dancing with countless doubts and uneasiness. In the face of this emotional entanglement, he was confused, contradictory, and troubled. He is like a dancer desperately seeking balance, swaying on the silk thread of love.

But he knew that he had to make a decision quickly, whether it was to continue to wait for Li Yishuang's response or to conform to Yang Ling's emotions. Because for love, the most painful thing may be to let time be the answer.

Ye Ning's contemplation and traces of inner struggle seemed to be perceived by Yang Ling, and Yang Ling hurriedly broke the atmosphere. She said indifferently, "Although I lost you, I unexpectedly found our long-lost old friend Zhou Chen."

Yang Ling's words carried a secret joy: "He, like you, is now working hard to promote the peaceful coexistence of humans and demon beasts."

Ye Ning was shocked when he heard Zhou Chen's name. The one who fought side by side with himself in his youth,

Friends who laugh and scold together are actually doing the same career as themselves. This surprising discovery instantly diluted his emotional entanglement, and replaced it with concern and anticipation for his old comrades.

However, this news had a completely different effect in Jiang Kaixu's ears. There was a strange glint in his originally dim eyes, as brief and dazzling as a meteor in the night sky. His gaze turned to Ye Ning, and those deep eyes seemed to be trying to see through Ye Ning's thoughts, or more precisely, looking for a reason.

Jiang Kaixu's deep hatred for demon beasts is not missing in his actions and words. Hearing that Ye Ning and Zhou Chen were actually promoting the peaceful coexistence of humans and demon beasts, this was tantamount to a bomb to him, which he couldn't accept. His eyes became serious and cold, and he could almost feel the sharp sword in his gaze.

The air seemed to freeze, and the tension escalated to its peak.

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