The sun shines on this peaceful golden beach, but now it is filled with tension. Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu were side by side, back to back, their eyes were firm and they had no intention of backing down. Golden flames like plump ears of wheat danced in Ye Ning's hands, reflecting his side face like a god descending into the world, bright and brave. In Jiang Kaixu's hands, there is a scorching purple fire, like the brightest galaxy at night, cold and mysterious.
It was already dawn, and the sound of the tide was gently rising and falling in the distance, as if they were also anxious for the upcoming battle. The originally peaceful jungle seemed to have turned into a sleeping beast, and its hazy eyes were about to open. The rustling voice sounded malicious, like a poisonous snake slithering in the grass. That was a sign of monsters. They were able to dominate life and death in the jungle, and every breath they took was a challenge to peace.
Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu's expressions became more and more serious. Their senses were like itching tentacles, accurately capturing every unusual movement. Their bodies were as tense as springs, ready to face the menacing monsters at any time. The flames danced in their hands with an uneasy rhythm, flickering on and off, seeming to pulse with their nervousness.
However, in their preparations, they did not forget each other's existence. The breeze blew by, bringing with it the unique salty smell of the beach, as well as their endless trust and tacit understanding. In this world, they share dangers. Even in the face of potential unknowns, they always believe that as long as they fight side by side, they can defeat everything.
The rustling sound is getting closer and closer, and the originally sleeping beast is about to wake up. On this beach, the flames of Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu were brighter, and their eyes were more resolute. They were ready to fight, ready to break out at any time.
When a looming figure walked out from the dense leaves of the jungle, the purple and gold flames seemed to fade a little in an instant. It was a woman. Her military uniform was soft and swaying, showing the green natural color. She blended in so harmoniously with the jungle, as if she was the spirit of the forest.
Looking at her mysterious and elegant gait, Ye Ning and Jiang Kaixu looked at each other. What was reflected in their pupils was no longer the fierceness of the battle, but a lot less vigilance and a lot more doubts. The original flame of support gradually stagnated in their hands, and finally only the afterglow of teasing remained.
Ye Ning even saw traces of familiarity in the woman's face. His heartstrings moved and he recognized that it was his friend Yang Ling. This unexpected familiarity made him feel a little dazed. It was as if he had been splashed with a bottle of ice. His whole body relaxed from the tense fighting state, he lowered his clenched fists, and the flames naturally extinguished.
He showed an expression of surprise and joy, and cast a relieved look at Jiang Kaixu: "She is Yang Ling, my old friend."
Ye Ning explained to Jiang Kaixu, with suspicion but a little smile: "It turned out to be a false alarm, but why are you here?"
Hearing what Ye Ning said, Jiang Kaixu was slightly relieved. He glanced at the purple-gold flames dissipating on the beach, then looked at the woman from the jungle, and let go of his guard. His nervous expression faded and he returned to his usual calmness and composure. He also put away the purple flames and no longer maintained a fighting posture.
Although Jiang Kaixu and Yang Ling have indeed met, we cannot easily mistakenly think that we have only heard a person's name, which represents our comprehensive understanding and memory of this individual.
Jiang Kaixu and Yang Ling, the connection between them is so weak, like a drop of water passing away in the long river of time, just a one-time relationship, not worth mentioning. Although from a linear timeline, sixteen years have passed since the point where they met, in Jiang Kaixu's heart, Yang Ling has become a part of the forgotten memory. For Jiang Kaixu, the name Yang Ling is even more important. Can't evoke any feelings or memories.
This may be the revelation of human memory, reflecting that human memory is selective and there are many factors that can affect the preservation, acquisition and forgetting of memory. In the endless flood of information in our lives, our brains only retain memories for things that are significant and require sustained attention. Insignificant people or events, even if they once left traces, often gradually disappear as time goes by.
Just like Yang Ling's state in Jiang Kaixu's memory, she did not leave a sufficiently conspicuous mark on his life path and did not erase any sense of existence.
, her existence is more like a background board, which may only be noticed under certain circumstances and times. However, as day after day and year after year go by, these "background boards" are naturally forgotten and disappear into the deep sea of memory.
Therefore, people should recognize the essence of memory, which is not only a record of the past, but also a tool for us to construct ourselves and understand the world. In this process, forgetting may be inevitable, or it may be a self-protection mechanism that helps us remove irrelevant information and leave truly valuable memories. This is human memory. We should think about how to interact with the outside world, how to leave traces of ourselves in the river of time, and how to define ourselves.
Without further ado, let’s get back to the text.
Yang Ling pondered for a moment, and the subtle ups and downs of her thoughts could not be seen on her calm face. She cleverly concealed her true plans under her attitude that was a mixture of concern and worry. The delicate lies flow out from her poetic language, which is touching.
"Aren't I worried about you? I know your strength very well. I'm afraid it's too dangerous to kill you in the Western Continent. It's too difficult to survive in this Western Continent. If you firmly believe in your strength If I am able to control this, then I believe that I can do it myself.”
Yang Ling's eyes were firm and full of hope: "So, I want to follow them and see if there is anything I can do to help."
Although there was deception in Yang Ling's words, the concern was equally genuine, as if the stars in the sky were reflected in the lake, reflecting light and shadow that were difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Hearing Yang Ling's words, Ye Ning felt confused. The once gentle and affectionate girl was still as peaceful as ever after sixteen years, and she still never left him. Her words were like the poetry of ignorant youth, making ripples appear in his heart.
Even Jiang Kaixu didn't know his current strength, let alone Yang Ling. With Ye Ning's current fighting ability, he felt that he could at least walk sideways on the Western Continent. However, Yang Ling actually caught up with him without knowing anything about it, and he still knew that there were many monsters in the Western Continent. Ye Ning had to admire Yang Ling's courage.
Yang Ling's behavior and Ye Ning's reverie made Ye Ning's thoughts drift into distant memories. Ye Ning saw the shadow of his youth and frivolity, and the ambiguous yearning for Yang Ling. Thinking of Sima Ning, who had intervened between the two of them with his sword shadow, he felt a slight pain in his heart. Now, Sima Ning has disappeared in the long river of time, and Yang Ling seems to have bravely opened her heart to him again.
Ye Ning sighed silently in his heart. He noticed Yang Ling's emotions from shallow to deep. Does that mean she wants to restart an old unfinished relationship? After all, Sima Ning, who fought for love with a sword, has passed away.
Ye Ning suddenly fell into a dilemma. He has confessed his love to Li Yishuang, and although he has not received a clear response, their relationship has become closer than before. At this moment, Yang Ling was also silently expressing her feelings.
Of these two women, one is the first love in childhood, and the other is the current longing; one is like the regret of youth, and the other is like the long-cherished wish of adulthood. He was full of deep guilt and gratitude towards Yang Ling, while he had sincere love and expectations for Li Yishuang. Ye Ning seemed to be standing at a crossroads in life at this moment. The two roads ahead were unknown and possible. He could not predict the impact of each choice.
Ye Ning's heart was like a storm being stirred up, with countless doubts and uneasiness dancing around. Faced with this emotional entanglement, he was confused, conflicted, and troubled. He is like a dancer striving for balance, swaying on the thread of love.
But he knew that he had to make a decision quickly, whether to continue waiting for Li Yishuang's response or to comply with Yang Ling's emotions. Because for love, the most painful thing may be to let time be the answer.
Traces of Ye Ning's meditation and inner struggle seemed to be sensed by Yang Ling, who quickly broke the atmosphere. She said calmly: "Although I lost you, I unexpectedly found our long-lost old friend Zhou Chen."
Yang Ling's words were filled with secret joy: "Like you, he is now working hard to promote the peaceful coexistence between humans and monsters."
Ye Ning was shocked when she heard Zhou Chen's name. The one who fought side by side with me in my youth,
The friends who laughed and cursed together were actually doing the same thing as me. This surprising discovery instantly diluted his emotional entanglement, and was replaced by concern and expectations for his old comrades.
However, this news had a completely different effect in Jiang Kaixu's ears. A strange light flashed through his originally dim eyes, as brief and dazzling as a shooting star in the night sky. He turned his gaze to Ye Ning, and his deep eyes seemed to want to see through Ye Ning's thoughts, or to be more precise, he was looking for a reason.
Jiang Kaixu's deep hatred for monsters is not lost in his actions and words. Hearing that Ye Ning and Zhou Chen were actually promoting the peaceful coexistence of humans and monsters was like a bomb to him and he couldn't accept it. His eyes became serious and cold, and you could almost feel the sharp sword from his eyes.
The air seemed to freeze, and the tension escalated to its peak.
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