One day ago, in Cangnan, Daxia.

As the year draws to a close, temperatures begin to plummet, snowflakes dance in the air, and a cool wind howls through the streets.

But along both sides of the street, bright red lanterns hung high, like ripe red persimmons, exuding a festive atmosphere.

In the old town's market, the vendors' shouts could be heard several streets away.

Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the doors of every house, and the character "福" (fortune) was pasted upside down. Children played and ran by in the snowdrifts from time to time, laughing and holding the sugar figurines they had just bought.

All of this, coupled with the crackling and popping of firecrackers set off by who knows which family, added to the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

The booming sound of firecrackers and the aroma of food wafted into the old town, into a room in a low-rise house.

Lin Qiye slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed with a puzzled look on his face.

He looked at the festive red quilt covering him and listened to the sound of firecrackers outside the window.

He was momentarily stunned, looked around, and exclaimed in surprise, "This is...my home?"

Lin Qiye shook his head, trying hard to recall what happened before he lost consciousness.

At that moment, the soldier escorting me handed me a phone; it was... my aunt's phone call.

Ok?

Lin Qiye's eyes widened suddenly. Auntie!?

Click!

Just then, his door was pushed open, and a woman walked in.

It was all so familiar. The woman, dressed simply as always, walked to the bedside with an incredibly kind smile and touched Lin Qiye's forehead.

"It's not hot anymore, Xiaoqi, get up quickly, your auntie made your favorite dish."

The woman said with a smile, her eyes radiating happiness.

But Lin Qiye was now like a statue, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the woman in front of him.

aunt?

Did she disappear with a miracle?

Am I dreaming?

Lin Qiye pinched his thigh hard with his hand hidden under the covers.

Ouch! That hurts!

Not a dream!

Lin Qiye was stunned again. It wasn't a dream; the aunt in front of him was real, and she was still alive.

"Aunt... Auntie," he tentatively began.

Auntie smiled and nodded, saying, "What's wrong, Xiao Qi? Is there anything else that's bothering you? Your comrades brought you back, saying you should rest for a while."

Lin Qiye was a little confused, but finally asked, "Auntie, how did you get back?"

Hearing this question, Auntie also looked puzzled.

"Xiaoqi, are you still feeling unwell anywhere? Your period has been regular, hasn't it?"

Lin Qiye was taken aback, but did not ask any further questions. He got out of bed, put on his clothes, and followed his aunt out of the room.

As soon as I stepped into the living room, a familiar and rich aroma of food wafted towards me.

"Brother, come and eat!" At this moment, Yang Jian's clone waved to Lin Qiye.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then sat down at the table in a daze.

He had too many questions in his mind, but he knew that his aunt and Ah Jin seemed to have forgotten what had happened before.

Just like more than a decade ago when the [Mortal Realm] resurrected Cangnan, everyone's memories were sealed away.

Lin Qiye looked out the window, where the snow-covered landscape was tinged with festive red.

The low-rise house wasn't very soundproof, and the sounds of firecrackers in the distance and the noise of family gatherings nearby reached his ears.

At that moment, he understood that the Cangnan of the past had returned.

Lin Qiye was somewhat shocked, he thought.

Could it be that the Seraphim used a miracle to revive Cangnan again? But even with the [Mortal God Realm], he didn't sense any trace of the miracle in Cangnan.

It's not a dream, it's not a miracle!

that……

Lin Qiye fell into deep thought, feeling as if he had forgotten that one point.

stomping on...

A series of footsteps approached, and Auntie brought out the last dish from the kitchen and placed it on the table.

She took off her oil-stained apron, smiled, sat down at the table, and picked up her chopsticks to serve food to Lin Qiye.

"Xiao Qi, what are you standing there for? You've finally come back, try your aunt's cooking."

Listening, Lin Qiye slowly came back to his senses. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of meat into his mouth.

His eyes slowly brightened, and a familiar taste spread in his mouth.

But for some reason, I felt a bit bitter. That bitterness wasn't from the food itself, but from my own...heart.

Lin Qiye slowly touched his heart with his other hand. The thumping of his heart immediately brought back some images to his mind.

On a beach in Yokohama, Japan, two boys sit around a campfire, telling each other about the gifts they have given each other.

"My gift...you'll find out when you return to Cangnan in Great Xia."

Bang!

The chopsticks slipped from Lin Qiye's fingers, his eyes trembled, and he stood there stunned.

Jiang Ye's gift to me is the entirety of Cangnan...

he……

"Xiao Qi, what's wrong?" Seeing Lin Qiye drop the chopsticks from his hand, his aunt looked very worried and grabbed Lin Qiye's arm.

The soldier who brought Xiaoqi back said that Xiaoqi needed to go home to recuperate because of a heart problem.

"Auntie, Jiang Ye..."

Lin Qiye glanced at his aunt, then pointed out the window.

But when he saw that the opposite side of the low house was empty, he froze.

Where is Jiang Ye's home?

"Auntie, where are our neighbors across the street?" He turned his head and asked his aunt in a very anxious tone.

The latter looked at Lin Qiye with heartache and stroked his head, "Silly child, we've never had any neighbors across the street."

"No, that's impossible." Lin Qiye looked at A Jin in disbelief.

But the latter nodded, "Brother, are you having memory problems? There's always been an empty lot across from us, so where did our neighbors come from?"

Boom!

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye was completely stunned, ignoring his aunt's calls.

Jiang Ye disappeared, along with his traces in this world.

Lin Qiye's consciousness entered the Gods' Mental Hospital, and he anxiously summoned the [Secret Seeker], holding the blue pendant and letting it peer into Jiang Ye's past.

After a while, the red light in the [Spy]'s eyes disappeared.

"How is it? Why is it that only I remember him, while everyone else has forgotten him?" Lin Qiye asked.

After a moment's hesitation, the Seeker slowly said, "His fate in this city was erased by a mysterious force."

"You still remember him because the bond between you and him is so strong that even that mysterious power cannot erase it."

Lin Qiye froze, his voice choked with emotion as he asked, "Where is he?"

The Seeker shook his head. "In the past, he saved everyone in this city, but now everyone has forgotten him, and the thread of fate between us is being erased."

"I'm sorry, Dean, I'm unable to find any trace of him."

Lin Qiye fell silent, his eyes reddening.

Jiang Ye saved the entire Cangnan, resurrected his aunt and A Jin, the captain of Squad 136... but he and his family disappeared.

Even the people he saved have all forgotten him.

No, no, someone will definitely remember.

When Lin Qiye regained consciousness, he thought of Squad 136, Sister Hongying, Zhao Kongcheng... They must still remember Jiang Ye.

He rushed out of the room without a second thought.

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