After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

More than two thousand days and nights are enough to turn into a sharp blade, smashing everything in between. The knife will bleed, and the knife will cut people's lives. As long as the blood flows into a river, it will be too painful to live.

Chu Yitang was nailed to the spot, and the blood all over his body was rushing back. His palms were cold, but the beating in his chest made him feel like thunder, and his heartbeat was so noisy that he could hardly tell what was happening in his body at this moment. Everywhere, there were only human figures in front of him, entangled with thousands of threads, and finally twisted into knots, trapping him tightly and preventing him from moving at all.

Lan Yu pursed his lips, as if he was at a loss. He was happy to meet him here again, but he was also afraid that he would not recognize him. In full view of everyone, he tried to take a step forward again. He whispered:

"Dad, it's me."

After much hesitation and hesitation, he still hesitated to confess:

"I'm Shu Shu."

Even at such a distance, those words still fell into his ears clearly. Chu Yitang felt as if someone had poured a handful of cold water on his pocket. It made him feel chilly in his heart, but the fact was looming in front of him, forcing him to go. Face it squarely, peel off the cruel facts with your own hands, and be forced to accept this fact that may cause him to collapse again in the rest of his life.

His nails dug deeply into the flesh of his palms. Chu Yitang wanted to speak, but he felt that the smell of blood had already overflowed into his throat. He swallowed several times with difficulty before he managed to regain some consciousness amid the chills running down his spine. How much he wanted to ignore it. Rush up to him, even if you just give him a hug, touch him, and relieve his pain.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that it would frighten him away, and frighten away the results of his day and night prayers. Chu Yitang opened his mouth, his voice was thick with fishy sweetness, his voice was hoarse to the point of being unbelievable, and he was inconsolable, like a person who was desperate and begging for survival. .

"...Don't you remember me, Lan Yu?"

Lan Yu's eyes showed confusion. He stared at Chu Yitang, but he was no longer as tender as before. He was very apologetic and only said softly:

"Sorry……"

"But I really have no impression. Did we know each other before?"

He said he really had no impression.

He doesn't remember anything.

Even he forgot about it.

The blood around Chu Yitang's eyes was red, and the mouthful of blood was about to vomit, and it was about to be splashed with blood. He endured it with all his strength. His mind was full of fragmented afterimages, like a mess of threads. He was standing in front of him alive like this, but He doesn't remember him.

He doesn't remember those little moments of the past, he doesn't remember Guwu Mountain, he doesn't remember Yuehua Mountain to worship heaven and earth to be united, and he doesn't remember that leap on the Wei Riyuan a thousand years apart.

I don’t remember Chu Yitang either.

Suddenly, exclamations came from the long street, and then the crowd of onlookers was broken open. Guards in armor quickly surrounded the long street in a row, blocking the crowd of spectators from outside and then dispersed them all. However, in the blink of an eye, the street was blocked by Clear it all away, leaving only layers of guards guarding the avenue in the middle.

A man in rich clothes approached slowly from the middle of the road. His face was cold and solemn, and his demeanor was calm. When Lan Yu saw him, he also put away his bow and arrow, nodded and saluted:

"uncle."

Shen Yin looked sideways at him, but did not say a word. Instead, he turned to Chu Yitang, who was a few steps away, and leaned down to salute:

"I have met His Majesty."

In just a few words, Chu Yitang is one step closer to the truth. Shen Yingui is the imperial advisor of Xicheng Kingdom. The only person in the world who can call him uncle is the new successor of Xicheng Kingdom.

Shen Yin also speculated back and forth between the confrontation between the two. He didn't know the inside story and whether Lan Yu was involved with Chu Yitang. He might make Chu Yitang unhappy if he speculated on his own, so he took the lead and said:

"Yu'er is young and has an unstable temperament. It is difficult for him to enter the elegant hall. He was afraid of offending His Majesty, so he was not allowed to enter the palace to pay respects. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Chu Yitang clenched the fingers hidden under his sleeves, and blood filled his mouth. It took all his strength not to show it to others, and he managed to find his voice amidst the bleeding heartache:

"It doesn't matter, I've had a chance encounter with him before, so there's no conflict."

Lan Yu pursed his lips tighter. He was afraid that Chu Yitang would be angry with him, so he spoke so calmly. He turned around and said steadily:

"Your Majesty and I have met by chance, but I still have a few words to say to Your Majesty. Uncle, please go back first. I will go back later."

Shen Yin frowned slightly, but since Chu Yitang was by his side, he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only compromise:

"Then come back early and don't wander around outside."

He bowed to Chu Yitang and then retired from the street with a group of guards. The remaining ones were Lan Yu's personal guards, who had to stay with him when he was out.

Lan Yu didn't dare to look into Chu Yitang's eyes. Even though he was taller than him, he still felt like he was in a ghost market in front of him. If he did something wrong, he would habitually lower his head, wring his fingers, and explain in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it."

"It's just that I was watched too closely at that time and I finally escaped from the palace. I had to transform into Shu Shu to enter the ghost market without being noticed. I didn't mean to lie to you. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. .”

What he said was true. In fact, Chu Yitang didn't mean to blame him at all. He just looked at him blankly, his eyes were gray and dusty, as if something was about to flow out of his eyes.

He was so close in front of him, but Chu Yitang lacked the courage to even touch her. He could only think in a daze.

Is it Lan Yu's choice to forget him?

Did he not want to remember him, so he chose to forget, forget everything between them, and forget the suffering he had caused him.

Lan Yu, do you really not want to remember me?

It's me who should say sorry to you.

In fact, you hate me too, right?