"Alas~," Meng Juntong sighed slightly, this next memory doesn't need to be seen much to know, this Liu Ji's transformation must be to miss the girl in front of him.

However, Meng Juntong is very curious, how can Liu Ji, who has a cowardly personality and a bit of kindness, become what he is now, become an out-and-out scoundrel, playing some despicable and dirty means to cling to those dignitaries.

While thinking about Meng Juntong, he spit out and accelerated, his hands slowly brushed in the air, and the picture in front of him was pulled apart scene after scene, which was the progress of Liu Ji's memory line.

It is impossible to read every inch of the memory of the dream medium, and those parents who are short, if they have read them one by one, I am afraid that the dream of the dream medium has not yet begun to weave, and the dream weaver himself is already about to go crazy first.

In the following memories, Meng Juntong can still notice that Fangfang will appear by Liu Ji's side from time to time. Most of the time, though, the two men didn't seem to have much in common, until a black mass of memory appeared in the memory fragments.

If the previous memory that exuded a misty soft light was the softest place for Liu Ji, a ruffian, then this black memory was a pain that he could never forget in his life, and even directly led to the distortion of his personality and became what he is now.

The consciousness unfolded again in this black memory, the scene was a rainy night, there was a majestic inch outside, and there were no more people on the streets and alleys.

A figure wearing a robe, a hat on his head, and running barefoot in the heavy rain attracted the attention of Meng Juntong, who was watching his dream.

This person Meng Juntong recognized at a glance, it was that little beggar Fangfang.

Following Fangfang's movements, Meng Juntong's divine sense followed her to a house.

Knock knock, Fang Fang raised her hand and smashed the wooden door of the house, which was very simple, obviously in disrepair, as if it could be pulled off with a little force.

"Liu Ji, open the door, open the door quickly!" Fang Fang shouted at the door.

The lights in the room came on, but the first thing to hear was the intermittent coughing of an old woman.

After a while, the cough gradually stopped: "Ah Ji, if you dare to help her open this door today, then you will lose my mother." The old woman's words came from the house, and even the sound of the rain could not contain the coldness and determination of the woman's words.

Liu Ji knelt in front of his mother's bed, and couldn't stop kowtowing to ask his mother to let Fangfang enter the door.

But the old woman was unmoved, she just looked at her son coldly, and made it clear that she wanted Liu Ji to choose between herself and Fangfang.

"A-Niang, it's raining so hard outside...... Liu Ji choked up and said, "You can at least let her come in to bake a fire and change into dry clothes." ”

"There are so many wild cats and dogs in the streets and alleys, and on this rainy day, do you want to bring them all back to roast the fire? There was a naked meanness in the old woman's language.

Liu Ji cried and shook his head: "Auntie, Fangfang, she is not a wild cat or wild dog. ”

"Isn't it the wild cats and wild dogs that come outside the house at night to call spring?" the old woman's words became more and more excessive.

Liu Ji stood up all of a sudden and wiped a handful of tears: "Auntie, you can't say that about Fangfang, Fangfang is a good girl." ”

"Good girl?" the old woman sneered: "A good girl will mingle with a group of ruffians and hooligans all day long?" Your aunt is not blind, but I have seen her fight with scoundrels with my own eyes, and smashed people's heads with big stones.

With a bang, the wooden door outside was kicked open by Fang Fang, and the woman tore off her robe, threw off the hat, and pushed the door of the inner room open with a bang, and the wind and rain outside all of a sudden blew into the house.

Liu Ji was stunned to see Fangfang, who was wet all over, standing in front of him, compared to the image of the little beggar he saw in his previous memory, the current Fangfang is already a very iconic Fanghua girl.

Fangfang's words just now were not bad, and she listened to them all.

It's really that the room is too small, and it's just a wall away from it, and the old woman's words were originally meant to be said to Fangfang.

Fang Fang didn't look at Liu Ji at all, but stared at the old woman: "Mrs. Liu, you are a little sorry for you to say this?"

"Sorry, why should I be sorry," the woman coughed twice, also glaring back at Fangfang not to be outdone.

"At the beginning, it was a scoundrel who came to the door and disturbed your cloth workshop, I couldn't look past it, and I was upset for you, but now it has become a fierce woman in your mouth, you can tell me what the truth is. Fang Fang was clearly suppressing her anger.

The old woman said confidently: "The market has the rules of life in the market, what do you want you to complain about, how can you say that you have nothing to do, I will put my words here today, as long as I am still here for a day, you don't want to enter the door of my Liu family." ”

Fang Fang smiled angrily and pointed to the dilapidated wooden door that she kicked open: "You are embarrassed to call it the gate here?" Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu, you really hugged a memorial arch, and you thought you were Mrs. Fate." ”

"Fangfang!" Liu Ji stepped forward and wanted to pull Fangfang's arm, if he continued to talk like this, I am afraid it would really be an irreparable situation.

Fang Fang took a step back, avoiding Liu Ji's outstretched hand, and her eyes were full of disappointment: "Liu Ji, Liu Ji, it's not your fault that you are congenitally weak, but how did you live like this." When you were young, you used to say that life is short, but ambition is long, have you forgotten it now? So many doctors say that you will not live to be fifteen years old, but you are now eighteen, could it be that you have given up your ambition in exchange for longevity?"

"Fangfang ......" Liu Ji's hand froze in mid-air, not letting it down, nor retracting it, his eyes were full of pain.

Fangfang pointed to Liu Ji's mother on the bed: "Who are you living for, for you, or for her." ”

"Shut up!" Liu Ji's mother patted the wooden edge on the side of the bed: "My son is filial piety, how can I tolerate you, an unruly woman, to be accused here." ”

"Great filial piety?" Fang Fang sneered, "Great filial piety, foolish filial piety, you know it in your hearts, why deceive yourself." ”

Seeing that Mrs. Liu was still going to speak, Fangfang waved her hand: "Needless to say, I'm not here to rob your son today, I'll leave after a few more words." ”

After finishing speaking, she didn't pay attention to Mrs. Liu, Fangfang turned her head to look at Liu Ji, and the disappointment in her eyes gradually dissipated: "I came to see you today to say goodbye to you." ”

"Farewell, Fangfang, where are you going?"

Fang Fang smiled: "Go to a place where I don't have to see you again." ”

After saying this, I heard countless small footsteps in the heavy rain outside.

"That crazy woman is here here, she must have hid in Liu Ji's house, and I have to find her today no matter what!"

Liu Ji could hear that voice, it was Xiong Jie's voice: "Fangfang, you ......"

Fang Fang smiled and shook her head: "Liu Ji, don't worry, no one will bully you in the future." ”