The Land of the Earth

Song Chaoming gently pulled Jingyun's sleeve, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation, and said softly: "Jingyun, it's time for us to go back to the academy."

Jingyun frowned slightly, her eyes full of confusion. She tilted her head and asked, "What college? How come I don't know?" Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, but full of doubt.

Song Chaoming raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a soothing smile. He reached out and touched Jingyun's head, saying, "You will slowly remember it in the future." After that, he held Jingyun's hands tightly, his hands were warm and strong.

Song Chaoming tapped the ground with his toes, then took off into the air and flew towards Tianlong Academy with Jingyun.

His posture was agile and his clothes fluttered in the air, making him look like an immortal.

Jingyun was a little panicked at first, but looking at Song Chaoming's determined profile, she gradually calmed down and let him take her soaring in the sky.

For them, the three-hour flight seemed like a journey through time and space.

When the magnificent gate of Tianlong Academy appeared before his eyes, Song Chaoming's eyes flashed with excitement. He landed slowly and pulled Jingyun towards the academy gate.

At this time, Coach Wang and Dean Chen were busy recruiting students. Dean Chen was wearing a gorgeous robe embroidered with exquisite patterns. He had a kind face, but his eyes were full of majesty.

Instructor Wang was carefully recording the information of the students who came to register with a focused look on his face.

Dean Chen raised his head and saw Song Chaoming and Jingyun. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes and he asked, "Are you here to apply for the college too?" He looked the two up and down, as if trying hard to recall something.

In the past two years, Song Chaoming and Jingyun's appearance has indeed changed slightly.

Song Chaoming's originally immature face now has a bit more determination, his figure has become more upright, and there is a mature air between his eyebrows.

Jingyun was originally beautiful and elegant, and now she looked like a fairy who had descended to earth. Her eyes were as clear as water and her skin was as white as snow. However, her confused look made her look a little pitiful.

Even though Jingyun had not woken up for two years, the years seemed to have left faint traces on her, making her beauty even more breathtaking.

Song Chaoming bowed slightly and said politely: "My name is Song Chaoming, and the person next to me is Jingyun." His voice was steady and powerful, with an unquestionable sincerity.

Just then, Tianyuan, Feng Qi, He Jiaojiao and Chaoyun heard the sound and flew over.

Tianyuan was a burly man, like a nimble lion. His face was full of surprise, and he shouted loudly: "Chao Ming, it's really you!" Then he rushed over with excitement flashing in his eyes.

Feng Qi had an elegant expression on his face. He landed gracefully on the ground slowly, a smile on his face as he whispered, "You're finally back."

He Jiaojiao ran over like a happy little bird, took Jingyun's hand and said, "Sister Jingyun, we miss you so much."

Her eyes curved into crescents, revealing endless joy.

Chaoyun stood aside, his mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes revealing relief, and said: "You kid, you've kept us waiting for a long time."

Song Chaoming looked at this group of familiar friends, tears welling up in his eyes. He smiled and said, "I'm back, but Jingyun's memory is a little blurry, and she can't remember you. Don't scare her, she will recover her memory slowly."

As he spoke, he gently patted Jingyun's shoulder to comfort her.

Jingyun looked at the strange yet somewhat familiar faces around her, and the confusion in her eyes became even more intense. She unconsciously hid behind Song Chaoming.

Tian Yuan saw this and quickly suppressed his excitement. He said in a slow tone, "It's okay, Jingyun. We will help you regain your memory."

His eyes were full of concern, which made people feel extremely warm.

Feng Qi also came forward and said gently: "Yes, Jingyun, this is our home, you will definitely remember it."

His voice is like the gurgling of water, with a soothing power.

He Jiaojiao took out an exquisite sachet from her bosom, handed it to Jingyun, and said with a smile: "Sister Jingyun, look, this is what you gave me before. You said that the flowers on it were your favorite."

The sachet is embroidered with a blooming peony, with bright colors and delicate stitches.

Jingyun looked at the sachet, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. She reached out and gently touched the sachet, as if trying to recall something, but soon, that hint of doubt was replaced by confusion.

Chaoyun looked at Jingyun with some pity in his heart, and said to Song Chaoming: "You must have experienced a lot in the past two years.

Let's take Jingyun for a walk first. Perhaps the familiar environment can evoke her memory. "Song Chaoming nodded and looked at Chaoyun gratefully.

So, everyone surrounded Song Chaoming and Jingyun and walked into Tianlong College.

The college was bustling with activity, with freshmen running around in every corner, full of energy.

The trees on both sides of the road are lush and green, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light.

In the martial arts training ground in the distance, students were practicing martial arts, and the flashing of swords and sabers showed the youthful spirit.

Tianyuan took everyone to the academy's garden, where a profusion of flowers filled the air. Various rare flowers bloomed, their colorful blossoms interwoven into a beautiful scene.

Tianyuan pointed to a beautiful rose and said, "Jingyun, you used to love coming here to appreciate the flowers. Every time you saw these flowers, you would smile happily."

Jingyun slowly walked towards the rose, squatted down, looked at it carefully, and there seemed to be a hint of fluctuation in her eyes.

Feng Qi said, "You often tell us interesting stories here. Those stories are as full of life as these flowers."

His eyes were filled with the tenderness of memories. He Jiaojiao danced gracefully among the flowers, her skirt fluttering in the wind like a colorful butterfly. She smiled and said, "Sister Jingyun, you used to dance here with me."

Jingyun looked at He Jiaojiao's dance, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she felt that kind of happiness.

Seeing Jingyun's changes, Song Chaoming felt hopeful. He gently held Jingyun's hand and said, "Look, there are many good memories of us here."

Everyone stayed in the garden for a long time, and then took Jingyun to the college's library.

The library is magnificent, with tall bookshelves filled with a variety of books.

The air is filled with the faint scent of books, which instantly calms people's hearts.

Chaoyun said, "Jingyun, you used to love reading here the most, and you would stay here all day. You always said there was a whole new world in these books."

Jingyun walked into the library, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar books, gently brushed her fingers across the bookshelf, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes.

As he walked around the academy, the confusion in Jingyun's eyes seemed to gradually decrease.

Song Chaoming was delighted to see her changes. He knew that everything here was the most precious bond between them, and these bonds were slowly awakening Jingyun's dormant memories.

The day passed quickly, night fell, and Tianlong Academy was shrouded in moonlight.

Song Chaoming brought Jingyun to the dormitory they used to live in. The dormitory was still warmly decorated, with their old portraits hanging on the wall.

Jingyun looked at the portraits with surprise in her eyes. She was smiling brightly in the portraits, and she was with Song Chaoming and other friends, the picture was full of joy.

Song Chaoming walked to the window, opened it, and let the moonlight pour into the room. He looked at Jingyun and said softly, "You must be tired after walking so much today.

I hope you have a good dream tonight, and maybe you’ll remember more when you wake up tomorrow.”

Jingyun nodded, walked to the bed and sat down. She looked at Song Chaoming with a hint of dependence in her eyes.

Song Chaoming covered her with a quilt and sat by the bed. He didn't leave until Jingyun fell into a deep sleep.

Tianlong Academy was exceptionally quiet at night. Song Chaoming stood in the yard, looking at the bright moon in the sky, praying silently in his heart, hoping that Jingyun could recover her memory as soon as possible and find their happy times again.

In the dormitory, Jingyun seemed to see some blurry pictures in her dream. In those pictures, there were familiar figures and warm smiles, as if calling her and making her walk into the depths of her memory.

The next morning, the sun shone into every corner of Tianlong Academy.

Song Chaoming arrived at Jingyun's dormitory door early. He knocked gently and called out, "Jingyun, are you awake?" After a while, the door opened. Jingyun stood at the door with a gleam in her eyes. She looked at Song Chaoming with a bright smile on her face and said, "Chaoming, I seem to have remembered something."

Song Chaoming hugged Jingyun excitedly. He knew that those beautiful memories were slowly returning to Jingyun's mind.