Chapter 44
"What are you thinking? Jiang Li?" Seeing that Jiang Li didn't answer, Sang Zhi raised his eyes in doubt, and asked again.

"No—" Jiang Li's voice was a little guilty, and he lowered his head gloomily.

"Don't think too much, this is really not poisonous." Seeing Jiang Li's worried expression, Sang Zhi quickly took his hand and explained patiently.

"En." Jiang Li nodded, his hand held by Sang Zhi paused slightly, and then he began to worry whether the voice in his head would be remembered again.

Is there something to tell him?
What will it be?

While he was thinking hard, Sang Zhi had slowly let go of his hand.

She found a slightly empty place, which is suitable for roasting sweet potatoes.

"Jiang Li, I'll show you how good I am at roasting sweet potatoes later." She lifted up a stone happily and said to Jiang Li.

The breeze blew up her torn skirt, raising a gentle light.

The falling rays of light are like the veins of clematis leaves, casting a hazy and clear glow on the face of the beautiful girl in front of her.

Everything in front of me is so full of vitality, everything is getting better, but...

But the gloomy voice in his head was like a witchcraft spell that made people feel cold all over.

[She forgot about you, you see she passed through 366 planes, but she never remembered who you are? ]
[Don't you feel sorry?Half of my spiritual body? ]
The ending sound was loud and wanton, deep and hoarse, like a poisonous snake that lived a few years ago, spitting blood and scarlet snake letter in his ear.

No, not like this.

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled, and he wanted to dismiss the voice.

"Crack!"

There was a faint sound like a log bursting, and scattered sparks jumped out of the dry grass.

The dry grass quickly burned, and the mulberry branches supported the dead branches on top.

When the fire got hotter, she took out a few sweet potatoes in the basket and threw them in.

Jiang Li has been sitting beside her, not saying a word, his long eyelashes are closed from time to time, and Sang Zhi occasionally sees him looking thoughtful, only thinking that he is afraid that sweet potatoes are poisonous.

Didn't think about anything else at all.

Time passed quickly, and the sweet potatoes were finally cooked.

Sangzhi pulled a sweet potato out with a branch, she wrapped the sweet potato with leaves, carefully handed it to Jiang Li, and said thoughtfully, "Be careful, don't burn it."

"I won't burn it," Jiang Li pouted his lips, and said sternly, "I'm not a child anymore."

"Sister Zhizhi, did you...know me before?" The irritable electrical sound in his head made Jiang Li suffer unceasingly. After he finished eating a baked sweet potato, he finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"I mean, we...maybe we knew each other in the previous life?" Jiang Li hesitated to say this.

At this moment, the voice in his head suddenly became very quiet.

"Ah... is the Mengpo soup you drank mixed with water? Can you remember this?" Sang Zhi's expression was in disbelief.

After she crossed it, she couldn't even remember her own name.

I didn't expect that there would still be people, after they were teenagers, who could remember the people they met in their previous lives.

This is too weird.

Sang Zhi hurriedly went to Consciousness Sea to find his little fat chirp, "Xiaoqi Xiaoqi, just now Jiang Li0 asked me a very strange question."

"He said he might have met me in his previous life." Sang Zhi said anxiously, "Do you think I will have any hope of remembering my previous memories?"

[The cute host wait a moment, I'll check it now. 】Xiaoqi flew to a computer, and the large electronic screen flashed blue light.

[I'm sorry, I didn't notice anything unusual in this plane, and after Xiao Qi's search, there is no malicious hacker who has invaded this plane. 】

"What is a malicious hacker?" Sang Zhi asked suspiciously.

[It's the type of informal taskers that the Time Travel Agency hates the most. They will destroy this plane and let everyone here be buried with them. 】

"It's really vicious," Sang Zhi sighed after hearing this, "Fortunately, there is no such thing in this plane."

【Yes, yes, maybe Jiang Li thinks that Zhizhi looks like the person in his dream. 】

Sang Zhi readily accepts this explanation.

It's not impossible!

What if she is the one in Jiang Li's dream, the one he met in his previous life.

Sang Zhi felt relieved, she turned her face and continued to look at the still embers of the fire.

"I didn't. I mean Sister Zhizhi, I mean we met before." Jiang Li explained helplessly.

What he wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it.

Jiang Li fell silent, his mind was extremely confused, he wanted to say something.

It is possible that the person he knew with Sister Zhizhi in her previous life was not him.

It was the man in his head.

That high above, the so-called spiritual body.

However, even thinking about it like this, he still felt that it was too much!

What is he, a stand-in?

Jiang Li clenched his palms angrily, and he clenched his back molars fiercely.

Sister Zhizhi is his, no one is allowed to take it away.

Moreover, he didn't allow himself to be a substitute for that person who couldn't even see his face!
Sang Zhi noticed Jiang Li's strangeness, she sighed, and said slowly: "Maybe you just met me in a dream, don't be so serious, finish eating the roasted sweet potatoes quickly, let's find some herbs."

"Your leg injury hasn't healed yet." Sang Zhi said worriedly.

"En." The two voices in Jiang Li's mind were constantly fighting.

The circles under his eyes slowly turned red, and now he understood why.

Because he just heard a voice:
She also abandoned me in the last plane, do you think she will not abandon you?
Jiang Li's heart beat violently uncontrollably, and he felt powerless as if he had fallen from a building.

Consciousness and everything are falling, only the pain in his heart is rising rapidly, as if to pull his body and soul in half.

"Jiang Li, Jiang Li?" Sang Zhi couldn't sit still like this, she always felt that Jiang Li was sick.

She was very worried and walked towards Jiang Li, wanting to touch Jiang Li's forehead to see if it was hot and if he had a fever.

"Hmm...that's strange, you don't have a fever? Why have you been distracted today?" Sang Zhi stood under the tree with intertwined lights and shadows, with a serious expression on his face like a teaching director.

The "bad student" Jiang Li, who was covered by her figure, lowered his head, looking helpless like "I really can't figure out why I was late today".

"What's wrong? What are you thinking? Can you tell me?" Sang Zhi knelt down, stroking Jiang Li's smooth forehead, and asked slowly.

"I...my leg hurts very badly." Jiang Li choked out a reason, and after he finished speaking, he didn't even dare to look up at Sang Zhi.

Because, he just heard that voice ringing out.

[Sang Xia, long time no see. ]
 One-half of the magic will make you sick.

  Hahaha.

  Meow meow meow meow meow.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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