The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

Xu Wan and Ling Shuo walked through the golden waves of rapeseed flowers, and their view suddenly opened up.

The dazzling golden hue was no longer before my eyes, but a completely different scene.

A pavilion made of bluestone stands quietly in the center of a vast spiritual field.

In this spiritual field, the same plant grows densely and neatly.

A gentle breeze rustled through the verdant leaves.

Countless orange-red flowers nodded gently in the wind.

The rich scent of grass and trees instantly filled my nostrils.

Xu Wan stopped involuntarily.

Her eyes were filled with the sight of this sea of ​​orange-red flowers, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Is this the forget-me-not?"

Her voice carried a hint of excitement.

"Exactly!"

Ling Shuo stood beside her, gazing at the boundless spiritual field, his tone calm and profound.

“This is the core of my spiritual field, and it is also the reason why I brought you here today.”

Xu Wan did not respond immediately.

She just stared blankly at the sea of ​​flowers before her, the shock in her eyes gradually fading.

Sorrow wells up from my heart!

These are the gracefully extended stripes of leaves.

The orange-red petals bloom in a funnel shape.

A unique, sweet aroma filled the air...

Everything was awakening her long-dormant memories.

"This is the forget-me-not."

She repeated it again.

This time, it was a positive tone.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to touch the flower that was so close, but then stopped in mid-air.

"Exactly."

Ling Shuo turned his head, his deep gaze falling on her pale face, and answered earnestly:

"Of all the plants and trees in the world, only this one can untangle the knots in one's heart."

He paused, as if he could see right through Xu Wan's heart:

“Miss Xu, I feel like you’ve been running away from something.”

"Take a look at this sacred field."

Ling Shuo raised her hand and pointed to the vibrant sea of ​​orange-red flowers in front of her.

"They bloom at sunrise and wither at sunset, day after day, endlessly regenerating."

"They are not saddened by yesterday's decay, nor are they afraid of tomorrow's unknown."

"They simply bloom fully and passionately in their own moment."

"The knot in your heart is not unsolvable."

"You don't need to forget him. You just need to be like this forget-me-not, learn to continue to grow while remembering him."

Xu Wan's body trembled violently.

She gazed at the breathtaking expanse of orange-red before her!

My mind is filled with images of Yun Che and Bai Yuan...

Memories of both warmth and sorrow from the past surged forth like a tidal wave.

She always thought that the forget-me-not was fake and a lie.

It cannot make people truly forget their troubles.

But now, standing before this blue stone pavilion, in this spirit field guarded by Ling Shuo, she finally understood.

The forget-me-not never promised to erase memories.

It simply uses its ordinary yet tenacious vitality to silently tell everyone who sees it:

Life may be full of bitterness.

But please don't forget!

You can still live bravely in your own time, just like this grass.

A single tear finally slid down her cheek and fell silently into the soil beneath her feet.

She didn't wipe it, but just took a deep, deep breath.

The rich, earthy scent of the forget-me-not instantly filled her chest, carrying away the heaviness that had been weighing on her heart for so long.

She looked at Ling Shuo, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something, but found herself choked up and unable to utter a single word.

Ling Shuo bent down and gently stroked the leaves of a forget-me-not.

The leaves under his fingertips shimmered with a soft golden light.

"This is no ordinary forget-me-not."

Ling Shuo continued.

"This is my 'Heart Imprint Forget-Worries' cultivated using a secret method."

"They don't actually make you forget your troubles, but rather they present those deep-seated memories that you don't want to touch in the gentlest way."

He turned around and looked at Xu Wan with a deep gaze:

"Miss Xu, are you thinking of the Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan was struck dumb, frozen in place.

On the stone table in the pavilion, there was a white jade bottle.

Ling Shuo walked over, picked up the jade bottle, and uncorked it.

A richer floral fragrance instantly wafted out, purer and more penetrating than the surrounding scent of forget-me-nots.

"Take a sniff."

Ling Shuo handed the jade bottle to her.

"Here, all the emotions collected over the past hundred years in this spiritual field are sealed away!"

There was laughter, there were tears, there were partings, and there were reunions.

"It will tell you what you really need."

Xu Wan's hands were trembling.

Looking at the jade bottle, she seemed to see her own chaotic inner world reflected in it.

She wanted to refuse, but her body moved of its own accord, and she reached out and took the jade bottle.

The moment her fingertips touched the jade bottle, a powerful suction force came from the bottle's mouth.

hum!

Xu Wan's vision blurred, and the surrounding scenery instantly distorted and changed.

In fantasy.

She found herself standing in a void.

Countless points of light floated around, each one like a sealed memory.

A familiar figure stood in the center of the space, with his back to her.

The white figure stood tall and lonely; it was Yun Che.

"Yun Chen..."

Xu Wan called out instinctively, her voice trembling with tears.

The figure slowly turned around.

Yun Che's face remained aloof, but his eyes were filled with tenderness and reluctance.

"Wan'er."

he called softly.

Why have you remained in seclusion and refused to see me?

Why did you leave me?

Xu Wan could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I really know I was wrong!"

Yun Che shook his head slightly and walked towards her step by step.

His figure became somewhat transparent as he approached.

"I do not blame you."

His voice seemed to come from the distant horizon!

"On the contrary, it is precisely because I care about you so much that I have to leave."

"My path is fraught with unknown dangers and causes and effects."

"I am burdened with a heavy destiny, and I may never be able to turn back."

Yun Che stopped in front of her, reached out his hand as if to touch her cheek, but his hand passed through her body instead.

"I can't let you fall into an abyss with me."

"You still have your path, your future."

“You should bloom freely like the flowers in this spiritual field, instead of being bound to me.”

"I am not afraid of danger! I am not afraid of consequences!"

Xu Wan cried out, trying to grab his hand, but she couldn't grasp anything.

"I only want you..."

"Little wildcat".

Yun Che's image began to blur.

"Do not grieve for me, nor linger for me."

"Live well and find your own happiness. That's the best way to remember me."

"Remember, wherever I am, I will be watching over you."

"Promise me, forget me, and start over."

The image vanished completely, turning into starlight that merged into the surrounding nothingness.

Xu Wan knelt down on the ground and burst into tears.

All the sadness, grievances, confusion, and longing that had been suppressed in my heart for so long.

At this moment, an outlet for venting was finally found.

After an unknown amount of time, the crying gradually subsided.

She looked up and noticed that the void around her was beginning to change.

The floating points of light began to converge, forming a series of pictures.