After waking up, Huan Xin seemed to have forgotten many things. Looking at the strange yet familiar woman in front of him, Huan Xin also felt that his head seemed to hurt terribly, and the pain was like losing his memory after being hit. , definitely not the feeling you get after drinking too much.
After getting up, Lan Jin beside him also smiled and said to Huan Xin: "Let's go down the mountain and go back to our home in Shanghai today. Didn't you say you would have dinner with Li Changshu's family this weekend? I haven't seen Li Huazhi for a long time. By then, Let’s go early!”
Hearing these familiar names coming from Lan Jin's mouth, Huan Xin still felt something strange. I just felt like a very important name in my memory seemed to have been deliberately stripped away.
At this time, a man dressed as a Taoist walked in at the door. When he saw Huan Xin, he smiled and said to him: "Teacher Qi, your drinking capacity really needs to be improved. When you have a baby, don't forget to invite me and Yueru went to Shanghai to have a wedding banquet!"
Teacher Qi? Is this person me?
Huan Xin looked confused. He seemed to be unfamiliar with this title, but for a while he couldn't remember what he did.
At this time, Lan Jin stood up and thanked the Taoist: "This time we came to Longhu Mountain to ask for a child, and we are very grateful to Taoist Master Chu for taking care of him. If we can really get pregnant when we go back this time, we will definitely ask him to give birth to a child." You and your wife came to Shanghai!"
After chatting for a few more words, Taoist Master Chu left with a smile!
There was always an unreal feeling in Qing Xin's heart, as if he had entered another world, but he couldn't remember the things in his original world.
So at Lan Jin's urging, Huan Xin walked out of the house with Lan Jin. All she saw along the way were all kinds of Taoists from Longhu Mountain. Lan Jin was the only one chattering there, and was discussing returning to Shanghai. What kind of gift should I give to President Li?
During this period, Huan Xin also understood that Lan Jin was his wife, and he was the best student who had graduated from Aurora in recent years. He was also favored by the university president Li Changshu, and stayed at the school to become a university teacher.
And his wife Lan Jin, who is also his college classmate, now opens a flower shop in Shanghai.
Just as the two of them passed through the Taoist gate of Longhu Mountain and headed towards the main hall, and were about to go down the mountain, suddenly there was a tablet in the Taoist hall with a door that deeply attracted Huan Xin.
Huanxin stopped and walked into the Taoist hall. He saw that an immortal master named Cheng Dezi was enshrined inside. When Huanxin looked at the word "Beiming" on the tablet, it felt like a dam was opening in his mind. As if letting go, countless thoughts flooded into my mind.
Beiming, what is Beiming? Huan Xin only felt that these two words seemed to be entangled with his destiny. He seemed to be very clear about the meaning of these two words, but he seemed to be blocked by something and couldn't remember them.
Looking at Huan Xin's painful expression, Lan Jin also frowned and stepped forward to support Huan Xin. He said softly: "It seems that you are really tired these days. Let's go back to Shanghai as soon as possible. You and the school Take a few days off and have a good rest.”
After saying that, he helped Huan Xin walk out of the Taoist hall, and Huan Xin followed Lan Jin in such a confused way towards the outside of the mountain gate.
Just when the two of them were about to walk outside the mountain gate, the figures of a man and a woman walking up the mountain in the distance once again stopped Huan Xin.
From a distance, Huan Xin saw that the woman seemed to be the same as the one she had seen in her dream, but she couldn't remember her name.
It's not that he doesn't want to remember, but it's as if someone has taken it away from his memory.
The woman also saw him and showed a complicated expression to Huan Xin. This expression seemed to convey a lot of meanings. The man beside her, although ordinary in appearance, had an indifferent expression when he saw her. Among them Also mixed with a hint of ridicule.
Just as they were going down the mountain and passing the men and women going up the mountain, Huan Xin felt that his hand had unknowingly held the hand of the woman going up the mountain opposite.
At this time, the four people stopped at the same time, and Huan Xin met the woman's eyes.
Huan Xin saw too much from the woman's eyes. At this time, his mind was already in turmoil, and deep inside, there seemed to be a voice calling all the time.
"Don't let go, don't let go, don't let go..."
Just like that, Huan Xin held the hand of a woman who was both strange and familiar in front of the gate of Longhu Mountain.
When the man on the side saw this, he also showed dissatisfaction and yelled at Huan Xin: "Sir, what do you mean by holding my wife's hand?"
Huan Xin was on the verge of collapse at this moment. His heartbeat had reached a level that was unacceptable to ordinary people. Then Huan Xin took a deep breath and did not answer the man's question. Instead, he asked the woman: "We are I don’t know you, but what’s your name?”
The woman seemed to look at him with some disappointment, then glanced at the woman next to him, and said with some disappointment: "Will you also forget my name? If you have forgotten it, then forget it!"
Huan Xin had a sad look on his face. He had been struggling in his mind, as if he wanted to break free, but he couldn't.
"Can you tell me your name?"
In the end, Huan Xin felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, but despite the difficulty, he still asked the woman this question.
Before the woman could answer, a young man dressed in white appeared behind Huan Xin. He was playing with a small golden snake in his hand, and then said in a calm voice: "You asked her what her name was, so what's your name?"
The young man in white stretched out a hand and put it on Huan Xin's shoulder. Huan Xin felt a warm current flowing into his mind, and the overwhelming thoughts calmed down instantly.
At this time, the boy in white also spoke up and asked calmly: "Who are you? What's your name!"
"My name is Qi Huanxin? I should be called Qi Huanxin!"
The young man in white continued to ask without any change: "What is your name, and who are you?"
Huan Xin was obviously a little nervous, his breathing became rapid, and he said intermittently with a cry: "My name is Qi Huan Xin, and I am a university teacher..."
"No," the boy in white scolded, and then he spoke faster and asked, "Think about it carefully, who are you? What's your name!"
"My name is Qi Huanxin, and my wife is Lan Jin..."
"Who are you? Who are you? What is your name, who are you..."
At this moment, Huan Xin's chest was rising and falling, and she replied with rapid breathing: "My name is Qi Huan Xin. I can't remember many things. I am a university teacher..."
"wrong!"
The young man in white interrupted ruthlessly again and continued to ask: "Who are you? Who is your favorite person? Think carefully before answering."
Huan Xin only felt that he was in a closed space at this moment. In the whole space, it seemed that he could not hear clearly what the boy in white was asking. Suddenly, Huan Xin felt that his heart seemed to be quiet, so quiet that there was no trace of it. Sound, and a light seemed to light up in his heart, and he gradually closed his eyes, no longer hearing a sound from the outside world.
At this time, the strange man was a little surprised when he saw Qi Huanxin's performance, and exclaimed to the boy in white: "Who are you? What have you done to break my dream curse?"
The boy in white looked at the man in front of him, smiled lightly, and then continued to ask in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you do? Who is your favorite person?"
At this time, Huan Xin didn't speak immediately, but looked at the star in his heart as bright as the sun. In this light, Huan Xin seemed to remember everything.
At this time, Huan Xin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke with a calm voice and said loudly: "My name is Qi Huan Xin, the 81st generation walking disciple of Beiming. The only person I love most in my life is Su He."
After Huan Xin finished speaking, she opened her eyes and held Su He's hand a little tighter.
