Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Hey, uncle! You're here."

A young man in a shirt pushed the door open and came in, his tone somewhat disappointed, as if he didn't want to see Lin Zheng.

Jingzhi glanced at his face and then looked away.

Lin Zheng glanced at him lightly, replied that Azhi was not there, and then concentrated on looking at Jingzhi's face.

//…

Jintong felt a little complicated.

He mentioned it before.

For her, the more she forgets something, the more she cares about it.

Indeed, she forgot Lin Ying.

But when Sister Jingzhi also forgot about him, Jintong was both happy and frightened.

Now she even forgot Liang Zan's reincarnation.

Jintong didn't know whether to be happy for Liang Zan or worried about her.

Heaven still has some conscience.

Temporarily blocked the gap where her spiritual power leaked.

Jingzhi was able to avoid changing back to her original form, which scared herself.

But leaving that world early means that she will come to this world early.

It’s been almost forty years.

Jintong watched her touching her face all day, worrying about how she was different from others.

Seeing her move every ten years, I was afraid that her ageless appearance would arouse suspicion from others.

Watching her stumble and rise in this world.

The pain in Jintong's eyes grew day by day.

but.

There are also benefits to forgetting.

At least, the ignorant girl is much happier than Lin Ying, who seems calm but is heartbroken.

Jin Tong sighed slowly.

The sigh lingered in Jingzhi's mind again.

Her eyes twitched, and she immediately put two fingers against her temples.

The hand that was twirling the ring suddenly stopped, and Lin Ying's expression tightened as he looked around cautiously.

"See it again?"

"No." Jingzhi frowned and tapped his head with his fingertips, "There's a sound here again."

Jintong glanced secretly at the lily of the valley with footprints through Jingzhi's sight.

She kept him in her heart, and he should help her...

[Sister Jingzhi...]

The moment the child's voice sounded in her mind, Jingyi gripped the table tightly with one hand.

Lin Zheng thought something was wrong with her, and silently took out the family heirloom sword from the secret compartment under the table.

Before he could test the waters, Lin Zheng saw Jingzhi's face turn from white to pink, and was getting redder.

"what happened?"

When she heard his question, Jingzhi immediately looked away in panic, not daring to look at him again. Her eyes were cast at Xia Youren who was fiddling around next to the medicine cabinet.

"No, nothing?"

What's nothing?

Didn’t she just say that there was a voice in her head again?

Lin Zheng was a little confused.

//

[Jingzhi (somewhat embarrassed): What did you mean by that just now?]

Jin Tong (with a sincere look): I said, you and him have an unfinished marriage, Sister Jingzhi. He is your fiancé. He has been guarding those flowers and waiting for you for his entire life...

Jingzhi stopped talking.

He didn't dare to look at Lin Zheng.

Suddenly telling her that a strange man was her fiancé was hard to accept no matter how you looked at it.

What's more, what's in her head hasn't gained her trust yet.

What if... it's nonsense?

Jingzhi pressed his forehead, pretending that he had never heard those words.

When Jintong wanted to speak again, she just kept saying in her heart, "Shut up, shut up."

Jintong had no other choice.

When he first met Jing, she had not yet fallen in love with the God and was very indifferent.

Jintong always felt that the chance of them being together in this life was very slim.

……

Just as the two of them were looking at each other in silence, the door opened again.

Azhi walked in from outside with a little sweat on his forehead.

She was holding a bag of fruit in her left hand and flowers in her right hand.

Seeing Xia Youren was there too, she called out to him softly.

Youren quickly walked over and took the things.

Lin Zheng got angry when he saw him approaching Azhi.

He suppressed his anger, called Azhi back into the house, then walked up and snatched the flowers from Youren's hand.

Xia Youren picked up the camera and pretended to take a photo of Lin Zheng and the flowers. "Uncle, your hobby is quite unique."

"It's quite rare for a man to like growing flowers."

He grinned.

Lin Ying had a cold face. She pushed his big face away with a palm and walked past him to the door.

After carefully inserting the budding lily of the valley into the wall trellis, she turned around and glared at him, "You're just surprised by what you've seen."

Jingzhi gently grasped the lily of the valley pendant on the zipper pull of her backpack with her left hand.

She and Dr. Lin have the same interests.

Youren followed Lin Zheng closely, and from time to time he looked at Azhi in the kitchen.

"Uncle, how long are you going to keep Ah Zhi? We are truly in love, so just marry her to me."

Lin Zheng glanced at him calmly, "Why?"

Xia Youren slapped his chest and said, "Why? I am a handsome, young and promising man after all."

He raised his eyebrows at Lin Zheng and said with a strange smile:

"Besides, Ah Zhi and I already boarded the bus first and bought our tickets later~"

With a bang, the old father's love for his daughter was shattered.

Lin Zheng stood up, walked behind the door curtain and growled into the room:

“Azhi!!!”

Ah Zhi lifted the curtain and asked, "Ah? You called me?"

Lin Zheng was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, "Have you been..."

Halfway through speaking, Jingzhi, who was blinking and turning her head to look at him, was suddenly caught by Lin Zheng's peripheral vision.

Ah Zhi looked innocent: "What did he do?"

Jingzhi's expression (′?_?`): Why are you looking at me? I'm not even allowed to eat a melon.

Family scandals should not be made public.

Lin Zheng swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Xia Youren said proudly:

"So, two people who love each other should have a happy ending. Just marry her to me."

Lin Zheng wanted to curse, but was afraid of being laughed at.

He suppressed his anger and put forward his conditions again.

"Well, if you want to marry her, you should quit your job and come work at my pharmacy full-time."

Xia Youren frowned, holding his beloved camera carefully, looking embarrassed.

"Uncle, why is it that being a reporter is not something you like?"

He dared to ask.

Lin Zheng's chest kept heaving.

This brat has been a reporter for several years, and his monthly salary is only enough for his own food and drink.

What about Xiaozhi? Will she marry him and suffer with him?

Lin was pointing at his nose and was about to scold him when he heard Azhi's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Dad, the rice is cooked. It's time to eat."

Xia Youren shamelessly came over and winked at him, "Uncle, the rice is raw~ the rice is cooked~"

Lin Zheng's fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.

If Jingzhi hadn't been sitting behind him, he would have punched that big guy in the face.

"Is there anyone?"

The shop door was suddenly pushed open again.

A fat man in a sleeveless denim top walked in, covering his arms.

He couldn't cover the reddish and slightly black wound with one hand.

Seeing that someone was injured, Jingzhi had to quickly stand up and give up his seat.

"Show it to him first."

Lin Zheng said sorry softly, glared at Xia Youren fiercely, and then led the fat boy to sit down at the examination table.

Xiaopang wore silver-framed glasses, his eye corners drooped, and his eyes were cloudy.

Jingzhi narrowed his eyes and suddenly said:

"Is your name Awei?"

The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked up in surprise: "How did you know?"

how do you know?

She doesn't know either.

She always felt that she was very familiar with this face.

The golden boy in the sea of ​​consciousness covered his forehead and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Sister Jingzhi is really great.

Awei is not important to her, so she remembers him, right?

On the contrary, it belongs to Tiangang.