Cypress Boat Floating

Ye Jianqing felt like she was floating in mid-air, with an endless abyss under her feet. She didn't dare to move. The road ahead was difficult, and she was afraid that if she took a wrong step, she would really not be able to find her way back.

At this moment, her mind was empty. She didn't know where she was, what she should do next, or how she should do it. She just felt pain all over her body. She was obviously just a soul, but it hurt. The pain was not physical pain, but spiritual pain.

The pain reminded Ye Jianqing of her first day in the special forces. The intensity of the training that day was several times stronger than usual. She lay in bed for a long time after the training. She remembered that although she was very tired and sore all over that day, they couldn't help laughing as they lay on the ground looking at each other. They all came here for the same dream. She only remembered that they seemed to fall asleep on the ground that night. They didn't even have the strength to climb into bed, let alone take a shower.

She still remembered that everyone was covered with quilts when they woke up that morning. It was the counselor who came to their dormitory in the evening and saw that they were not covered with quilts because he was afraid that they would catch a cold, so he covered them with them.

Although he received more intense training the next day, the warmth of that night was always remembered in Ye Jianqing's heart.

But this pain seemed different from the pain that day. This time the pain reminded her of her mother. She remembered that when she was a child, she broke her foot and cried to find her mother. Her mother would gently hold her in her arms, touch her head, blow on her, and give her a candy.

Now, she seems to have stopped crying. No matter how much pain she is in, she has to endure it by herself. She can no longer get her mother’s hug or sweet candy when she cries.

She obviously can't cry anymore, so what are her eyes doing now? It seems like they are shedding something called tears.

Ye Jianqing wanted to cry loudly. She missed her parents and her friends so much. She wanted to go back so much!

A warm embrace embraced her, the hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and helped her smooth her back. Ye Jianqing didn't know who this person was.

Those hands pulled her onto the land. They were small and warm. Her feet felt solid on the ground and her empty heart felt a little at ease.

"Sister, the place ahead is where you should go." A little girl's voice appeared in her ears. The voice was very familiar, but Ye Jianqing couldn't remember it, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

It was dark ahead, and she didn't know if the place ahead was really where she was supposed to go, but she didn't want to stay there anymore. She was scared. This place scared her.

"Don't be afraid, sister. I will take you back." The little girl seemed to see Ye Jianqing's fear. She held her hand and led her forward step by step.

Ye Jianqing didn't know where to go now, so she could only follow her. Her sixth sense told her that it was right to follow her. She didn't feel any danger from this girl, she liked her.

"I like my sister, too." The little girl seemed to be able to hear Ye Jianqing's inner thoughts. Her voice appeared as soon as Ye Jianqing finished his mental activity, which scared Ye Jianqing.

The little girl smiled softly, and then explained to Ye Jianqing: "Sister, don't be surprised. This is my world. Sister, please don't come here again next time."

"Who are you?" Ye Jianqing asked curiously.

"Sister, we're here, let's go back." As they said that, the hands let go of her, and then Ye Jianqing felt someone pushing her. She turned around and wanted to see who this girl was, but she only saw darkness.

"My name is Ye Jianqing, sister."

Ye Jianqing?

You are Ye Jianqing, then who am I?

"You are you, you are Ye Jianqing." She heard the little girl's voice shouting.

She remembered.

She remembered where she had heard this voice before. At the time when her life was stolen, she was still wondering why the voice she was speaking did not sound like her own, but someone else's. Now it was clear that the voice was the same voice as now.

So according to this statement, is she me? Am I her?

But that's not right. Ye Jianqing knows herself very well since childhood, and her own voice since childhood is not like this voice.

Suddenly Ye Jianqing thought of another possibility: the owner of the body she possessed that year was also called Ye Jianqing.

Ye Jianqing wanted to run back and ask the little girl what happened, but she couldn't go back. She wanted to ask the little girl if her and Lu Ciqiu's rebirth were related to her. She also wanted to ask, if she occupied her body, what about her? Where did she go?

What the hell is going on?

Ye Jianqing felt that this was beyond her understanding, and her brain no longer had enough capacity to think about these problems.

Because a bright light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, interrupting her thoughts. Her eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, could not bear the appearance of this light. The physiological reaction forced her to close her eyes, and her world fell into darkness again, but this time she could see through the slits in her eyes that there was still light outside.

So after waiting for her eyes to adjust, she opened them again. This time, everything she saw was so familiar, so familiar that she wanted to cry.

She's finally back!

Although it was still in ancient times, she finally returned to the real world. She had no idea how she had survived the past few days when her life was stolen. She spent every day in darkness, feeling pain in her body, and worrying that she would not be able to come back, and that the bad guy would hurt her again.

Now that she is finally back, she is so excited that she can't help but want to cry. However, because she has been separated from her body for a long time, she can't feel her body or control it.

She tried to let her brain take control of her body again. She closed her eyes and slowly adjusted all her senses.

She started by finding her own breath, and with her slow and steady breathing, she calmed herself down and let her consciousness wander through her body bit by bit. The consciousness slowly wandered from her heart to her right hand, then from her right hand back to her left hand, and then from her left hand back to her legs.

Over and over again, again and again, after repeating it more than a dozen times, she was finally able to feel the existence of her hands and feet.

After moving around a few more times, she gradually felt that she was in control of her body. She tried to raise her right hand and found that she could lift one finger. After trying again and again, she was finally able to lift her entire palm.

This is good progress.

Ye Jianqing was very curious as to why her ability to control her body was so poor after only being away for a few days. However, she really couldn't think too much about it now and could only recover first.

After she completely gained control of her body, she just felt tired. Using too much of her mental energy was a very draining thing.

From the beginning she had been feeling her left hand being tightly held by someone. She was curious about who that person was, but there seemed to be an answer in her mind. However, now she seemed unable to verify it, because she felt sleepy so suddenly that her brain automatically chose to rest, and she slowly fell asleep.

' This time, I can really get a good night's sleep,' she thought.

But she didn't realize that while she was trying to recover, the man who had been holding her hand was looking at her with excited and thrilled eyes.

Every time she moved a finger, he was more excited than her, but he was afraid of disturbing Ye Jianqing, so he didn't dare to make a sound. He waited until Ye Jianqing fell asleep and returned to the familiar motionless state before he gently called out, "Qing'er?"

His voice was choked and hoarse: "Qing'er, you are awake, right? You are back, right? Are you really back?"

He had been guarding and waiting for so long, and finally... he had waited for her to come back. The feeling he had at that moment was indescribable. He just felt that he had finally waited for her.

When Ye Jianqing finally got enough sleep and woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a bearded man with a sad and slightly happy face appear in front of him.

"Lu Ci Qiu?" Ye Jianqing asked uncertainly. She had never seen Lu Ci Qiu like this before, and she was scared.

"Qing'er." Seeing her open her eyes, Lu Ci Qiu called her in surprise but in a low voice. He was afraid that calling too loudly would disturb her, and even more afraid that calling too loudly would scare her.

"Why are you like this?" Ye Jianqing reached out and touched his face. The beard on his face was a bit prickly, and his hair was not combed properly. He looked really sloppy.

"You look so sloppy..." Before Ye Jianqing could finish her words, Lu Ci Qiu hugged her in his arms and she was stunned.

She heard Lu Ci Qiu sobbing, she felt a drop of cold liquid dripping on her neck, and she felt how tightly Lu Ci Qiu was holding her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

'I'm afraid I have scared him these days,' Ye Jianqing thought, and reached out his hand and patted him on the back gently, wanting to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips he didn't know how to start, and in the end all he could say was, "I'm fine, I'm back."

"You finally woke up, you finally woke up." Lu Ci Qiu hugged Ye Jianqing and just repeated these two sentences. He was so excited that he couldn't say anything.

When he reacted, he realized that he had been hugging Ye Jianqing for so long. He was so shy that even his ears turned red. He quickly let go of her hand and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He turned around and gave her a perfect smile: "You finally woke up, that's great."

"Finally? How long have I slept?" Ye Jianqing asked.

"More than a month!"