Is there a cure for the disease of amnesia?

"Do you have a lot of money?"

"Dong Junqin has!"

When Song Jiyue woke up, she thought that her body below her neck was buried in the ground, and she couldn't move at all.

So for the first two days, she could only move her neck, and until now she only knew that she was lying in a one-room room.

At this time, the man standing beside her bed, wearing what she thought was a strange costume, was called Nangong Lu, who was said to be a prince.

The prince slowly approached a person behind him, and Song Jiyue saw the plate in his hand, the glass bowl on the plate, and the soup in the bowl seemed to be black.

This man is her husband.

How could it be!

Who believes!

She's just amnesia, not dementia!

This man looked to be thirty at most, but he claimed to have been married to her for decades.

Could it be that he and himself are childhood sweethearts, and they can't get married since they beat their mother's womb?

Nangong Lu: "Actually, it's really ...... Well, it's pretty much the same. ”

Song Jiyue: ......

After Dong Junqin entered the house, Nangong Lu made a grimace, then ignored her and turned to talk to Dong Junqin.

Song Jiyue originally wanted to eavesdrop on one or two sentences, but ...... Well, in addition to her amnesia, she's also a bit deaf.

After Nangong Lu left, Dong Junqin sat on the edge of the bed.

Song Jiyue watched him scoop in the bowl with a spoon in his hand, thinking of the sour smell of his feet a few days ago, and his stomach automatically felt nauseous.

Song Jiyue: "I said, how long will I have to drink this medicine?"

Dong Junqin: "There are about two days left for this flavor. ”

Song Jiyue said twice: "May I ask what is the next flavor?"

"Light and slightly astringent, a bit like honeysuckle tea. After Dong Junqin cooled the medicinal juice, he suddenly said something, "Your favorite in the past was honeysuckle tea." But I'm afraid you don't remember it now. ”

After Song Jiyue was "poured down" the decoction, she licked her lips and continued to ask, "Then when will my body move?"

Dong Junqin patiently wiped her face, and then took out a cloth bag: "At least ten days, more than half a month." ”

Inside the cloth bag is his silver needle, Song Jiyue has been pricked every day for the past few days, and she has become accustomed to this subtle soreness.

Nangong Lu told her that his husband was an immortal cultivator, and Song Jiyue said that she didn't believe it, and the immortal cultivator still married a wife? Moreover, in the past few days, except for seeing him boiling medicine and taking pulse needles, I haven't seen him do anything different from ordinary people.

To say that he is a doctor, the credibility is still high.

Dong Junqin heard her questioning like this, and said with a smile: "Before, I was indeed an immortal doctor. Merely...... Later, you had an accident, and I also ran out of cultivation, so now I'm just an ordinary doctor. ”

Song Jiyue didn't answer, she didn't remember anything now, and she didn't let him talk about it.

But strange to say, although I don't remember anything, I know that it is human when I see someone, and I know that it is medicine when I ask about the bitter taste...... It stands to reason that a person with no memory at all should be as ignorant of everything as a newborn...... You see, she also knows about newborns.

Well, he can't move now anyway, so he can do whatever he wants.

During the days when Song Jiyue was lying on the corpse, Dong Junqin was by her side almost every day, and only went out for a while when she was boiling medicine.

In this gap, that Nangong Lu would come to talk to her, but unfortunately Song Jiyue didn't remember what Nangong Lu said about them, and she didn't have any familiar feelings.

Fortunately, Nangong Lu was sometimes not there, and then his fiancée came back to see her. With the two girls, the atmosphere is much better. Moreover, the most important thing is that the future princess didn't know her before, so she wouldn't talk to Song Jiyue about the past and reminisce about the past, but would only tell her all kinds of delicious and fun new things outside.

Now that she's alive, she has to look forward regardless of whether she has amnesia or not? Life has to pass, and she always remembers the past, so why wake up?

Dong Junqin listened to her words and felt that what she said made some sense, so he helped her up and put her in a wheelchair.

To say that the garden of the Nangong Law family is really big, Song Jiyue feels that even if her legs and feet are convenient, she can go around this garden all day.

At night, Nangong Lu came back, and when he saw that Song Jiyue's face was not bad, he suggested that everyone go to his study to play.

Song Jiyue is also tired of lying down, and now she can finally switch to a scene, which is great. However, Nangong Lu's study is really a veritable study, except for books, there is nothing to want.

Nangong Lu: "What else do you want?"

Song Jiyue: "...... I'm just casually saying, is there anything weird and powerful to see?"

Nangong Lu shook his head: "It's really stuffy." Awesome...... Wait. ”

So with Dong Junqin's approval, Nangong Lu waved his arms, and a bookshelf in the study suddenly disappeared, and a wall behind him disappeared.

"It's not...... That was not what I meant...... I just wanted to ask if there are any nice ornaments. "Song Jiyue didn't expect Nangong Lu to be so generous, she didn't have the idea of peeping into other people's secret rooms!

Well, wait, why would she know what a secret room is?

Behind the secret room, Song Jiyue felt a cold wind, and after passing through a rocky passage, she saw a huge cave: "Do you remember this place?"

Song Jiyue only felt cold, she was shivering when she was cold, what could she remember?

Nangong Lu sighed: "You have been here before. ”

You see, here they are again, and they are starting to remember the past!

Seeing Song Jiyue shaking her head indifferently, Dong Junqin did not answer, and then Nangong Lu acted exaggeratedly in front of her..... Draw a circle! It's really a circle, a real circle. This circle obscures the original rock and seems to be like an open door to a dark place.

Nangong Lu: "What about this? Do you have any impression?"

Song Jiyue was stunned and shook her head in a daze. Then Dong Junqin and Nangong Lu looked at each other and sighed separately.

Song Jiyue didn't know what she said wrong, but she roughly guessed that the two of them wanted to evoke her memories but failed again.

If you want to talk about this memory, in fact, Song Jiyue herself is also eager to recall.

After all, it's really uncomfortable to face someone you don't know all day long. Now that she is paralyzed, after she is well, do she still have to be with this stranger?

Not only that, but what made her even more entangled was that even if she recovered, she had no memory, and she didn't know how to live without Dong Junqin.

This body, what a ......

But it may be that Song Jiyue always misses this body, Dong Junqin originally said that she would need at least ten days to move, and now she can raise her hands and legs in three days, but she doesn't have much strength.

The princess-to-be was helping on the side, and Dong Junqin nodded after a few stitches and said, "It was indeed beyond my expectations." You're recovering quickly. ”

Of course, Song Jiyue had to hurry: "Then when will I be able to regain my strength?"

So Dong Junqin said: "I can't say, maybe it will be fine tomorrow, or it may take ten days and half a month." ”

Good guy, that's what he said before. However, Song Jiyue thought about it for a long time, was it related to the fact that she was in a wheelchair that day?

In order to prove her conjecture, Song Jiyue secretly colluded with the prospective princess to increase the time of daily activities. Fortunately, these days, Nangong Law has something to ask Dong Junqin, as if he is going to teach a lesson. Anyway, as long as he leaves home one by one, Song Jiyue will be full of the palace with the quasi-princess.

However, ten days have passed, although Song Jiyue's hands and feet have regained some strength, they still have to rely on crutches and wheelchair support, and most importantly, except for some subordinates who don't like to talk very much, there are only two people, the princess-to-be and her, which is really boring.

After Nangong Lu heard her complaint, he was angry and funny: "One moment we say that we stare at you all day long, and the other time we say that we are not too boring, you are really ......"

However, at this time, Dong Junqin said: "I have agreed with Nangong, and I will take you back to the Central Plains in two days." ”

Uh-huh?

Song Jiyue couldn't believe that she could finally switch to the big scene: "Really?"

Seeing Nangong Lu nodding her head, Song Jiyue was relieved, but soon she became excited again. She had heard before that she and Dong Junqin were from the Central Plains. So she has always been curious about what the Central Plains is like.

It's just that how should her body go to the Central Plains?

Three days later, Dong Junqin took her out of the house as promised, and then put her on a long sword hanging in the air.

Song Jiyue looked at the thin sword, as if it was not very stable: "What is this? Okay, why don't we take the carriage?"

Hey, you see, she also knows about carriages.

However, Dong Junqin refused the carriage: "This is Edgeworth, you used to do it too." ”

Song Jiyue twisted her buttocks, feeling that her center of gravity was very unstable, and she couldn't help but be nervous: "Are you sure?Why do I think this thing doesn't look very reliable?ah!"

Facts have proved that Song Jiyue's prediction was right.

When she carried Dong Junqin through the clouds and into the Central Plains, after her feet touched the ground, the nausea in her stomach lasted for half an hour: "Dong Junqin, you ...... You're me!"

Dong Junqin taunted her while patting her on the back: "It seems that when you wake up again, Edgeworth will have to adapt again." ”

Good boy, she's like this, and she still talks cool things!

When Song Jiyue calmed down the discomfort in her abdomen, she suddenly found that she could stand upright without supporting the wall or the tree, and she could stand upright without falling!

Song Jiyue was overjoyed: "I'm okay?"

However, when she turned her head to look at Dong Junqin in surprise, she saw him pull out a silver needle from behind her back, and then merge it into the sword in his hand.

So...... Don't...... Could it be ...... Did Dong Junqin deliberately prevent her body from returning to normal......? Control her with a needle?

Song Jiyue is angry! She is almost angry!

However, now she doesn't know anyone, and she is penniless, so she can only swallow this breath in her stomach!

Hey, cowardice, it's really cowardice. I wonder if the family status of the two of them was the same before......

However, although her body had strength, Song Jiyue's steps were still a little staggering. Dong Junqin sometimes supported and sometimes took her to many places, but the places he said they had visited together, the things they had experienced together, and the friends they knew together, she had no impression and nothing.

More than two months later, Dong Junqin also gave up recovering his memory, and simply took Song Jiyue to eat, drink and have fun.

But don't say it, when it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, Dong Junqin is indeed a good companion, after all, Song Jiyue is poor and has no son!

However, it didn't take long for this kind of relaxed and happy day for Dong Junqin to receive a letter.

Song Jiyue didn't know what was written in the letter, but she only knew that Dong Junqin had a sad face after reading it.

Song Jiyue was a little worried, he rarely showed this expression: "What's wrong?"

Dong Junqin listened to the question, folded the letter back and burned it: "It's nothing, the Changyu Bitang that I took you to before, the shopkeeper of Bitang was not there at that time, and now his buddy is writing to him that he is dying, I want to go and see him." ”

Song Jiyue: "Oh, I'm definitely going to see it! But what kind of illness is he? Can't you cure it?"

Dong Junqin chuckled and shook his head: "It's too old, he is already more than a hundred years old." It's enough to live. ”

Song Jiyue: "What did you say...... As long as you can, everyone wants to live forever, otherwise what are the Azure Immortal cultivators for?"

Song Jiyue thought that what she said was right, but when Dong Junqin heard this, there was something wrong with her eyes.

Song Jiyue thought that her wording was too frivolous and impolite, so she changed her words: "Eh...... In fact, life and death are inevitable. Too much care can't change this law, or ...... It's good to figure it out, figure it out ......"

Oh, no, why is his eyes getting stranger and stranger? Why are you still frowning?

Song Jiyue thought to herself that it was really too much to say and be wrong, so it was better to wash and sleep early.

The next day, Dong Junqin took her to Changyu again, and this time Song Jiyue finally didn't vomit again. She followed Dong Junqin to the hall quickly, and the guy in the shop saw him with a surprised face: "Doctor Dong, you're back!

Song Jiyue remembered that Nangong Lu said that Dong Junqin is a very powerful doctor. Song Jiyue originally questioned the word "powerful", but looking at the guy's respectful appearance towards him...... Nangong Law's words are not necessarily false.

The two of them, led by their buddies, entered a room in the backyard of Bitang. In the room, an old man with a wrinkled face was lying on the bed.

Dong Junqin stepped forward and called softly, and the old man slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Dong Junqin, he smiled with difficulty. And when his eyes swept to Song Jiyue, his eyes were about to pop out: "Mrs. Zun...... This is...... Madame?"

Dong Junqin nodded, and the old man seemed to be stimulated by something, so he suddenly bounced up and held Song Jiyue's hand.

The old man's appearance is too much to return to the light...... Well, she still knows how to return to the light?

In short, Song Jiyue was a little frightened. The old man shook her for a moment, as if to determine something. When he got the answer, he lay down again and sighed, "Boy, you are really good! Even Lord Yama will sell you face." ”

Lord Yama?

The old man: "I didn't expect that Mrs. Zun's health is so poor, she is really guarded by you to see the moon!"

Song Jiyue suddenly understood that Dong Junqin was a witness with her. She had been suspicious of Dong Junqin's relationship with her all the way, and now she had found a witness for her!

However, when the old man said this, Song Jiyue didn't understand: "Since my health is so poor, how did I come back to life......? 100 years old, right?"

The old man glanced at Dong Junqin, saw that he had no objection, and said, "It was Ah Jun who asked the king of Hades to get your life back." ”

Huh, uncle, what about you telling me about books? And this kind of thing?

Song Jiyue looked at Dong Junqin, Dong Junqin just said lightly: "As I told you before, we used to cultivate immortals. So ......"

"Immortal cultivators can casually ask Lord Yama to get their lives back?" Song Jiyue really couldn't believe it, "Is there any quid pro quo?" For example, if I die again this time, I can't be reincarnated or something?"

Hey, wait, reincarnation, what reincarnation, why did she say that?

Song Jiyue was shocked by her words, and Dong Junqin was also a little surprised. But strangely, Dong Junqin did not continue the topic with her, as if he was deliberately avoiding it.

Could it be that he had a bad experience with reincarnation or something?

Coming out of Bitang, the two headed towards the inn. Song Jiyue saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so she took the initiative to ask: "Eh, that Dong Junqin, I heard the princess say before, you ...... I'm awake...... Will it make you lose your life?"

Dong Junqin looked at her softly and shook his head: "I won't lose my life, but if you die again, I won't be able to live." ”

Song Jiyue: "What do you say...... Is it a threat?"

Dong Junqin couldn't cry or laugh: "I mean, although the two of us are two people, our lives are one, if you don't have me, you will die, and if I don't have you, you will be the same." ”

When he said this, his expression was very solemn, and Song Jiyue was a little frightened, but she inexplicably felt that this look was very familiar.

Familiar.....

Just as Song Jiyue was thinking, a row of walls in front of her caught her attention.

The row of walls was on a path where weeds had regrown, but the walls were very white and high, as if they had just been renovated. The top of the wall was filled with light, and from time to time there was laughter and laughter.

I don't know why, this kind of wall is everywhere, but Song Jiyue is inexplicable...... Inexplicably...... It seems like...... There seems to be a figure on the wall.

Dong Junqin: "What's wrong?

Song Jiyue shook her head, maybe she was hallucinating.

The two continued to move forward, and Song Jiyue saw that Dong Junqin was still silent, so she asked, "That Doctor Gong has a good relationship with you, right? He passed away, can't you save him?" Or, discuss with Lord Yan and get his life back?"

Dong Junqin obviously didn't expect her to say this, and he was very surprised. But after being surprised, he just chuckled and shook his head: "No." After I want your life back, Lord Yama will never let me enter the Netherworld again. And, as you said, people are inherently dead, and no one can keep what should go. ”

"Then how did I keep it?" Song Jiyue was really curious, she felt that it was unreasonable for her to wake up, "Could it be that your cultivation is scattered because you threatened Lord Yan to get my life back?"

Dong Junqin looked at her slightly guilty eyes, and couldn't help rubbing her head: "No, you are different from others." ”

But no matter how specific it is, he refuses to say it.

That's it, that's it, life and death are up to him, anyway, it's not up to Song Jiyue herself, what if she asks the truth?

The two of them walked slowly back to Wangxue Tower. As soon as I entered the door, I saw that many guests in the lobby were heading to the backyard.

Song Jiyue grabbed a shopkeeper and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Er smiled and said: "Doctor Dong, Mrs. Dong, it's okay, it's just that the clouds have just dispersed, and the moon is revealed. It's a wonder to see the full moon at this time, so everyone gathers in the backyard to see the moon. Hey, you two should have a better view of the room with the windows open!"

Suddenly there's a full moon?

Song Jiyue heard this, and Fang Cai's deep thoughts and questions all became a passing cloud. She quickly went back to the house and opened the window, and sure enough, a big, round moon hung in the sky: "Wow! I didn't expect to come back...... What a coincidence. “

Dong Junqin: "Hmm. ”

Speaking of the full moon, Song Jiyue suddenly thought of a sentence: Spend a good moon and reunite people...... Well, she and Dong Junqin are in such a situation now...... Right?

However: "Dong Junqin, our family, apart from me and you, really have no other relatives?"

Dong Junqin looked at the moon and shook his head. When Song Jiyue retracted her gaze and looked at the moon again, Dong Junqin held her hand.

Before in Nangong Law's house, Song Jiyue had seen the ice cave where she used to lie down, and in addition to her, there were four people in the ice cave.

Nangong said that it was the remains of his parents and grandparents. He said that he originally thought that his ancestors treated their bodies like this to preserve their flesh and to be resurrected one day. But later he realized that what they did had nothing to do with resurrection, but they were afraid that their children would be lonely without other relatives, so they sealed themselves in an ice coffin for future generations to relieve their sorrows.

Recalling this incident, Song Jiyue thought about what kind of mood Dong Junqin had in the decades when she was asleep watching other relatives and friends pass away one by one, and what kind of mood she was in a few months ago towards her, the lady who had been resurrected but had forgotten him completely. No wonder he would say that he couldn't live without her.

Hey, a poor man, too.

Just when Song Jiyue was sad about spring and autumn, a black shadow flashed on the wall of the backyard of Wangxue Tower. Then, someone shouted from below, "There is a thief!"

Song Jiyue chuckled in her heart, this thief is really unlucky, it is simply a crime in front of everyone......

Wait.....

The figure of the snitch slowly disappeared, but Song Jiyue remembered another picture in her mind. The cornices go down the wall and fall down the wall......

Dong Junqin found that the hand he was holding suddenly tightened, and he looked back and saw Song Jiyue's forehead sweating, so he asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

This familiar and no longer familiar voice came into Song Jiyue's ears, but what Song Jiyue heard was another sentence: "The doctor in the heavy grass hall in Yanjiao, Dong Junqin." ”

Then, the flood of images poured into Song Jiyue's mind, they shouted, ran, and flashed quickly, and she was confused. And when Song Jiyue looked at Dong Junqin again, this familiar face slowly distorted and slowly became a tearful face.

Song Jiyue heard a voice that looked like herself but was a little different from herself and said to him: "Dong Junqin, it's good to know you." It's just that...... Forget about me. ”

Dong Junqin: "What's wrong with you?

Song Jiyue was stunned for a long time, and when Dong Junqin was so frightened that she was about to pull out the needle, she suddenly pressed his hand: "I...... We turned out to ...... It turns out that we were ...... before I really know each other!"

Dong Junqin: "Huh?"

Song Jiyue: "We ...... Did you meet here? What kind of doctor do you think you are?"

Dong Junqin stared at Song Jiyue's face, his expression changed from panic to confusion, and after being surprised, he cried with joy and hugged Song Jiyue.

Song Jiyue can be sure this time, they really know each other. Although she still can't remember what happened after she got to know her, the original uneasiness slowly evolved into a habit, a habit of running around with Dong Junqin.

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