unforgettable

Osmanthus osmanthus in September is everywhere, and the courtyard is accompanied by a depressed and chilling atmosphere, but the person sitting in the courtyard seems to be happy and carefree.

"You are at ease, and you are using Du Kang to entertain yourself?!" Zi Xuan was still anxious to find Wu Yi, wishing to share all the joy in his heart as soon as he saw someone.

Now that I finally saw him, it seemed that he was not in a hurry, but sat down at the side, picked up the jug that Wu Yi had just put down, and drank it all in one gulp, which is really impolite.

The good sweet-scented osmanthus wine was robbed, Wu Yi was not annoyed at all, on the contrary, he was very happy to have someone to accompany him to drink and get drunk together, his faint eyebrows finally showed a little smile: "Is it delicious? This is what Brother Wuchou brought to me. here."

"It's pretty good!"

The two were drinking Shangxing, Zixuan seemed to remember something, put down the cup in his hand, pulled Wuyi up and said: "Follow me, I will take you to a place."

They left Ji's mansion together, turned left and right, and came to a secret place that Zixuan had never told anyone about.

The quiet and elegant environment immediately attracted Wu Yi, making him forget for a moment the question he originally wanted to ask Zi Xuan.

"Does it look good?" The surrounding green bamboos accompanied the tranquility, which gave Zi Xuan a good visual effect and made him feel more comfortable.

How great would it be if you could live here with the one you love for the rest of your life, ignoring the troubles of the world?

Wu Yi still had a dazed expression, looking at the cabin in the bamboo forest, a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, "This place looks very familiar."

Where has he seen it?

"really……"

Zixuan smiled wryly, the place that has been haunting his dreams all this time is indeed Qingle Mountain, the person he has been thinking about really exists.

But why couldn't he remember who it was?

What kind of woman is she, what is her difficulty, why is she unwilling to recognize herself?

"So what?" Wu Yi turned his head and looked at Zi Xuan, he didn't understand why the latter showed such sadness, he seemed hesitant and helpless, mixed with many emotions he couldn't understand.

Ji Zixuan pushed open the door of the wooden house dejectedly, and the furnishings inside stimulated his nerves again. This is the room he arranged according to his only remaining memory, and it is the place he has always wanted to find, but it seems that he will never see it again.

It turned out that there was only bitterness and helplessness left on the joyful face.

"Tell me why she just refuses to recognize me. If she has already been betrothed to someone else, then..." He took a deep breath before he could continue to say the words that made him feel so distressed, "If that's the case, I will also bless her She shouldn't, she shouldn't just disappear into my world without saying a word, she shouldn't..."

The feeling of becoming more and more familiar seems to be about to wake up the forgotten memory of Wu Yi, but Zi Xuan's one after another, contradictory questions made him split his mind, and he struggled to understand and think about the meaning of the former's words.

After a while, he reluctantly said: "Then you can treat her as married, then, then you don't have to worry about it."

In fact, Wu Yi really doesn't understand why Zixuan is so obsessed with 【Forget Me Not】, no matter how much he likes it, but now he can't find that person, so let's give up!

"If you can't find it, forget it!"

never mind?This is too easy to say, if possible, Ji Zixuan is willing to let it go, but it seems that this is beyond his control.

Zixuan glanced at Wu Yi, and did not hide his lonely emotions. He said his feelings in a hoarse voice, "I can't do it anymore. Whenever I want to give up, I will dream of her immature crying. Listen to her cry." Pulling my skirt, telling me not to go, not to go..."

That voice has become his nightmare, making him restless and forever imprisoned in that cruel picture, but it also makes him nostalgic for those dreams for a long time.

That's right, it's already reached the point of nostalgia, only in those dreams can he truly feel the existence of that person, and then strengthen his heart, telling himself that there is really such a woman who is the one he loves.

Wu Yi looked at Zi Xuan in surprise, the confusion in his mind became more and more powerful, making him unable to understand Zi Xuan's meaning for a long time. "You mean, she, no, is it because you love her very much? But didn't you just say you could give up? "

Ji Zixuan's question was too complicated and contradictory, and it took Wu Yi a lot of thought to come to this conclusion.

This understanding is too simple, but it seems to be right.

Ji Zixuan was a little helpless by his question, so he could only smile wryly: "You don't understand..."

It's this sentence again, when a person is unwilling to explain to Wu Yi, he always adds this sentence, leaving him speechless.

However, Wu Yi didn't feel too sad, but instead looked up and down the wooden house curiously, feeling really familiar.

suddenly……

"I remembered!" Wu Yi suddenly felt his eyes light up, and he said that this place is familiar!This is simply...

"what?"

"I know where I've seen this room before!" But then he revealed his confused eyes, looked at Zixuan suspiciously, and asked inexplicably, "Isn't this my room? Why is it here?"

Wu Yi has lived in the house for more than ten years, why is there a replica here?

As soon as the words came out, Ji Zixuan paused, frowned and looked at Wu Yi, and murmured: "How come, this is obviously..."

Looking at Wu Yi's clear and pure eyes, no matter what, he couldn't tell that this was obviously the house of his loved one.

It seemed that some taboo rose in his heart and was immediately suppressed hard.

Wu Yi didn't think as deeply as he did. He thought he was doubting his memory, so he immediately nodded affirmatively: "There is nothing wrong with my house. I have lived in it for more than ten years, but the layout of the room is a little different. Remember..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Wu Yi was rudely interrupted by Ji Zixuan before he could finish speaking.

Wu Yi had never heard this dull tone before, she couldn't help being taken aback, some words seemed to be forgotten by Ji Zixuan in such a way, and she suddenly fell silent.

Kankan paused for a long time before Wu Yi tentatively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Zixuan took a deep breath, barely suppressing his anger.

He knew it was wrong to get angry at Wu Yi, but whoever found the memory he had been thinking about for so long and thought it was beautiful, but in the end he found that it was just memory playing a big joke on him, and he couldn't even complain.

Ji Zixuan slumped down all of a sudden, half leaning against the door frame, he was extremely exhausted, and after a while he reluctantly waved his hands: "I'm fine, let's go back."

The atmosphere was so dignified that it made people uncomfortable, even Wu Yi could feel it.

He doesn't know how to be tactful or look at people's faces, so he asked bluntly: "Didn't you say you brought me to see something good? This is it? My room."

Wu Yi couldn't figure out why there was a house that was almost the same as his in Qingle Mountain, but the feeling of familiarity made him feel better, and his bright eyes rolled around, looking around at the furnishings in the house.

This pure expression made Ji Zixuan's eyes sour, and he could hardly control the tears in his eyes.

He didn't dare to think about it at all. If the memory of this house is wrong, what else is true?Could it be that even his "Forget-me-not" was invented by himself?

As long as he thinks that the love he has been thinking about for so many years is just his illusory fantasy, he feels that his internal organs are about to intertwine, which makes him ache.

Could it be that his obsession is really like a flower in a mirror, and will eventually disappear without a trace?