In his almost frantic resistance, suddenly, a soft body crashed into his arms, and the familiar breath rushed towards him, his nerves, which were already tense to the point that he could collapse immediately, suddenly relaxed, and his whole person was in a trance for a short moment, and at that moment, the power brought by Qingyu poured into Xia Chonghua's body.

The imaginary pain did not come, but seemed to be wrapped in hot spring water, repairing every part of his body little by little, and even some fragments of memory were condensed little by little, and began to form a coherent picture in his mind.

It's not the pictures in the letters that Qing Yu once showed him, but real and vivid, he stood beside her with a bright face, her cunning eyes like a fox, a smile and a smile, all real and smart.

He is the young man who is famous in the capital and is angry, she is the empress who is still proud of the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they met for the first time in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they tested each other on the way to Beilin Kingdom, he was injured, she was obviously angry, but she still had to take care of him, and bit two lovely tooth marks on his neck......

He was angry that she was disobedient and insisted on kissing, and finally couldn't help but catch up and worry about her safety, he thought she would choose another high branch, but she smiled and said that she only liked him like little fresh meat, he let her ride a horse to escape, but at the critical moment, she grabbed her arm with a torch, he carried her step by step out of the mountain road, she lay on his back, one by one Xia Chuyi, directly called him to his heart......

He was annoyed that she was capricious, but he always couldn't help but lean towards her, and she stayed away from him again and again, but she always couldn't help but turn back to save him and help him......

On the surface, they are using each other, but only they know how much affection flows in it, and it has long been deeply rooted.

……

His joy, anger, unease, and every emotion he felt because of her were so real and vivid.

Even if he knew what she wanted in the end, he still willingly fulfilled her, even if at the time, he thought she was actually just using him.

That part of the lost memory was slowly pieced together at this moment, and the heart in his chest almost jumped out for her.

When he used to listen to her, he only felt like he was listening to someone else's story.

He felt that it didn't matter if he had that memory or not, he would like her, whether it was in the past or later, his affection for her has never changed.

Even if he changes his identity in time and space, and changes his appearance and name, he will still fall in love with her again.

But it was only at this moment that he realized how important that memory was.

Because in that memory, love and hate are so pure and intense, even if they are not together in the end, but there is no burden of those responsibilities that must be borne, there is not so much compulsion, just a little bit of time, they can be honest with each other,......

Later, they were finally able to be honest with each other, but they lacked that purity and enthusiasm.

So only with that memory can they be fully loved.

"On the first day of the summer month, you left for me last time, I made you forget me, but I remembered that you have read you for five hundred years."

"Xia Chonghua, this time I left for you,...... Don't forget me! ”