Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"I...I'm going to sleep."

Lin Ying turned over and lay down with her back facing her.

Jingzhi secretly frowned behind him.

The moonlight outside the window poured into the house, casting a light silver glow on the furniture inside.

Lin Ying's bright red ears were right in front of Jingzhi, and it was hard for him not to pinch them and play with them.

She moved towards him, put one hand under the quilt and gently placed it on his waist.

One hand gently rubbed his soft, still hot earlobe.

Her voice was a little absent-minded, as if she was asking casually.

"You were so proactive the night you confessed your feelings... why did you back off later?"

Lin Ying didn't move, but turned her head slightly.

He stopped moving as soon as he could catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.

"That day...I was abrupt."

The hand holding him gently fanned his abdomen.

Jingzhi hugged him even tighter, even bending her knees to the same curve as his legs, and her whole body pressed tightly against him.

She said angrily:

"We are all together, what's the point of saying it's not abrupt or not."

"Say it again. Don't say anything I don't like to hear, and don't be polite."

Lin Ying turned her face slightly.

He always felt that she was weird tonight.

It seemed as if he had something on his mind, and there was an indescribable stickiness and uneasiness in his heart.

Why do you feel uneasy?

Is it because of his attitude?

Lin Ying let go of her reserve, turned around, and gently held her in her arms.

Talk about your own journey.

"That day, you and Mr. Zhong... that way. It's impossible to say I wasn't jealous at all."

"Also, the three generations of the flower shop..."

"It's all a continuation of you and Xiaoying."

"I……"

He paused for a moment.

Jingzhi nuzzled his chest and urged him softly, "Speak out, I want to hear it."

The ending tone seems to be trembling.

Lin Ying, who was lost in her own thoughts, didn't notice.

He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice:

"I...actually I mind."

"I don't want to act so petty in front of you."

Jingzhi raised her head slightly and looked at his resolute chin. "So you just hold your anger and try to make trouble for me."

Lin Ying secretly cried out for justice for herself.

There is no need to be artificial.

Didn’t she turn into a cat in a flash?

Jingzhi pinched his side unhappily, "Still frowning? Are you not convinced?"

"……without."

Jingzhi suddenly became quiet, holding his face and looking at him.

It's as if I want to carve this face into my heart bit by bit.

Lin Ying blinked and moved his eyes a little, trying to meet her gaze.

But he found that she quickly hid her face back in his shoulder.

"……What's wrong?"

She didn't say anything, just shook her head gently against his shoulder.

"Be good, turn back into a human and go back to your room to sleep, okay? You can't do this before you're married."

He advised softly, speaking softly and slowly.

The little bit of shyness in her heart was blown away without a trace by Jingzhi's sudden words.

She said: "Xiaoying, can we... not get married?"

The color drained from his face overnight.

Lin Ying frowned.

The first person that came to my mind was the young doctor.

He held her shoulders and pushed her back slightly.

I wanted to question her, but found that she was already in tears.

Lin Ying's heart tightened and his grip immediately loosened.

"What, what's wrong? Don't cry."

Before one tear rolled out, another one was already gathering in my eye.

Jingzhi blinked away her tears hard to make her vision clearer.

"Xiaoying..."

She sobbed for a moment and then added: "I don't want to get married..."

Lin Ying was confused, but seeing her crying so hard, she felt heartbroken.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears, holding her face and asked: "If there is anything, tell me and we will bear it together."

The reason why Jingzhi was acting so abnormally can be traced back to last night.

Jingzhi always thought that it was because she didn't practice hard enough that she couldn't maintain her human form for long.

But I didn’t expect that more than half a month would pass.

Not only did she make no progress, she occasionally fell into a state of brain fog.

After she mentioned it to Jintong, Jintong finally caught the glimmer of inspiration that he had overlooked.

[I wanted to tell you this before, but I just couldn't remember it. Luckily you reminded me today.]

[There are several cracks in your sea of ​​consciousness. You should be able to see them when you practice.]

Jingzhi (nods): Yes. But I've been practicing hard lately, and I want to fix it.

Jin Tong sighed slowly and told her that repairing the sea of ​​consciousness is not as simple as patching a piece of cloth. It can be healed by simply blocking it with spiritual power.

Jingzhi was of course anxious.

She and Lin Ying finally got together, and now she has problems, what should he do?

As a boy serving under the Jade Emperor, Jintong naturally knew some secret techniques.

[Repairing the sea of ​​consciousness is not a difficult task in the heavenly realm.]

[But now that you are in the human world, there are some main medicinal herbs that are not available here at all.]

[The location where your sea of ​​consciousness splits is close to the source of your emotions. The more deeply you love someone, the easier it is for you to forget them.]

Your situation will become increasingly serious.

……

After Lin Ying fell asleep last night.

She got up and watched him all night.

Sometimes, as I watch, there comes a moment when a strange feeling of strangeness suddenly arises.

She started to panic.

If it weren't for the memories of their love, she thought, she wouldn't have been able to get here.

Now she was going to forget him.

How would she survive in the future world?

……

Jingzhi stared at Lin Ying in front of him, unable to utter a word of explanation.

If I tell him that this is the aftereffect of being struck by lightning, a person with such a strong sense of responsibility like him would blame himself to death every minute.

"I just... don't want to get married."

Lin Ying looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then nodded, "If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. Don't cry."

This matter should be very important to him.

Jingzhi, full of apology, threw herself into his arms again.

She kept telling him that it was her problem that she didn't like anyone else.

Lin Ying felt both distressed and puzzled.

He immediately took her hand and took her pulse.

Jintong looked at the star-crossed lovers and sighed suddenly.

[It's useless. Taking his pulse and not having any medicine to treat him will only make him feel more guilty.]

As soon as these words were spoken, Jingzhi, with tears in her eyes, immediately withdrew her hand.

"No, don't worry. I'm a doctor too. I know my own problems."

Lin Ying frowned, "What disease is it?"

She stammered, "But, maybe it's a brain problem."

Is there something wrong with your brain?

Lin Ying pinched her eyebrows. This was indeed a big problem.

"What symptoms?"

She didn't dare say much, and only mentioned that she might forget some things, but it would not affect her lifespan.

Lin Ying then slowly breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her in his arms.

"It's okay. If you forget, I'll tell you."

……

What Lin Ying didn't expect was that when she forgot, he would also forget.

What should we do then?

……

Three months later.

Things got worse.

Jingzhi often woke up and looked at Lin Ying with an extremely strange and flustered expression.

It's impossible to say that I'm not hurt.

Lin Ying suppressed her heartache and repeated the same words she said every day.

"My name is Lin Ying, and I'm your boyfriend."

At this time, Jingzhi would always look at him suspiciously.

That suspicious look made Lin Ying feel even more uncomfortable.

Things are getting worse.

until one day.

She had totally forgotten.

He raised his sword and faced him coldly.

"You scoundrel, why are you hugging me? Get down and hold your head! Say sorry, sir!"

"Jingzhi..." Lin Ying's eyes were red. Didn't she love him anymore?

Have you forgotten all the love between them?

Seeing the tears in his eyes, Jingzhi frowned and raised her hand to rub her temple.

"Don't try to be so close, I—"

Time stops.

Lin Ying, whose heart was ashen, Jingzhi, who held his head with his sword, several disciples with troubled faces, and Lao Juan, who covered her mouth with tears...

Many people stopped moving at this moment.

Xiao Tiandao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Even though it knew Jingzhi and the others couldn't see it, it stood up and apologized to them.

"This is my fault. I will find a way to repair your sea of ​​consciousness. I will also take good care of Lin Ying and help him live a peaceful life. You can go to the next world without worry."

With a wave of his hand, Jingzhi disappeared into the room.

The sword hanging in the air fell down with a clang.

The tear in the corner of Lin Ying's eye finally fell.

Ah Shi walked over and picked up the sword. "Master, why are you crying? We found a house to live in, and you're not happy?"

Lin Ying stared at him blankly, the heat in her eyes still not fading away.

He just felt empty inside, as if something had been neglected by him.

Lao Juan frowned and looked around.

That’s not right. What is she doing here today?

Lin Ying suppressed the strange feeling, raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, walked over and slowly pushed Lao Juan's wheelchair out.

"You're here to collect the rent, right? I'll transfer the money to your card later."

……

Anxious little Tiandao still has a flaw here...

Another day passes.

Lin Ying went out to check Feng Shui.

Ah Shi was cleaning the house when the phone suddenly rang.

He put down the broom and picked up the phone, but was frightened by the panicked tone of the other end.

The other party said that Lin Ying fainted at his home.

Without any warning, I fainted as soon as I opened the briefcase.

Ah Shi's legs were weak, and he called the third brother who was still at home to go and pick up Lin Ying.

Also brought back was his half-open briefcase.

Lin Ying has been unconscious for two days.

When he woke up on the third day, he stumbled and fell onto the desk, searching for something in his briefcase.

Ah Shi couldn't stop him, so he quickly put down the tray and tried to go over to help him.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed away by Lin Ying, who was almost going crazy.

A tail that was almost dried by the wind and had a dull color was held out by a pair of trembling hands.

Ah Shi watched Lin Ying hugging Tail tightly in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Zhizhi, Zhizhi…”

"I won't forget you..."

"Never..."

……

How could Xiao Tiandao not discover it?

"Setting things right" has always been what it should do.

Time and space stopped again.

In an instant, the tail was transferred to Tiandao's hands.

He waved his hand again.

Lin Ying, who had been kneeling on the ground and had not had a drop of water for two days, was completely weakened and fainted on the ground.

Ah Shi shook his head. What just happened?

Why did Master fall to the ground again?

He picked up Lin Ying and gently placed him on the bed.

Just as I was about to serve the porridge, I suddenly heard Lin Ying's fragile murmur:

"don't want……"

What don't you want?

Don’t want to eat porridge?

Ah Shi didn't understand, so he just pushed his hand away, picked up the porridge and walked out.

Forget the porridge, he went to cook some noodle soup that was easier to digest.

The murmur began again.

"cannot……"

"I can't forget..."

"The..."

Xiao Tiandao has never tasted the bitterness of love.

It really didn't understand why his subconscious was still stubbornly resisting its spell.

It’s better for both of them to forget than for one person to lick his wounds alone.

Why is Lin Ying so persistent?

Because of his persistence, he fainted for three more days.

Subconsciously, he kept recalling everything about him and Jingzhi.

Xiao Tiandao was afraid that he would be exhausted to death, so he finally gave up on erasing his memory.

Fortunately.

After Lin Ying woke up, everything was back to normal.

I just started to love growing flowers.

The backyard that was originally planted with chrysanthemums was suddenly replaced with fragrant and soft lily of the valley.

Clusters of white flowers sway gently in the wind.

A faint fragrance floats in the air, and the moon is approaching dusk.

Day after day, year after year.

He has many apprentices.

Strange faces became familiar, and familiar faces left him one by one.

The roots of the flowers in the yard are growing deeper and deeper.

The flowers wither and fall into the mud, which becomes nutrients and provides fertilizer for new flowers.

New flowers have grown out, and they are still the same lily of the valley flowers as before, clear, small, and a little cute.

When Lin Ying has nothing to do, she always likes to sit on the chair under the corridor.

A cup of tea can last you an entire afternoon.

The cat's meow never sounded again.

He never mentioned all that love to anyone again.

Just like love.

Pain, too.

If it's every little bit about her.

Even if it hurts, he doesn't want to forget any of it...