Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Ye Kong began to make phone calls frequently.

There is a special contact list in the old mobile phone she placed in the flower box. This list is divided into two categories, one group is called "evil vampires" and the other group is called "usable capitalists".

Almost all her calls were made to the second category. After a few words, they decided to meet for negotiations. She made more than a dozen calls back and forth, and most of them agreed readily or even eagerly.

The entire morning was spent on the phone.

After finishing, she drank two large cups of osmanthus syrup before she could barely regain some energy.

Ye Kong learned from Xiaozhi that Yuanye had gone up the mountain again with a shovel. After thinking about it, he also picked up a broken shovel and went up.

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The sky after the rain was smoky gray, making the mountains and forests look even greener, quieter and deeper. Occasionally a tit would fly through the woods, causing raindrops on the leaves to splash out and fall on people's faces, making them feel cool.

Ye Kong wiped the water droplets from his face, stopped for a moment, and looked up to see Yuanye filling the half-heap with soil.

She walked up to him with a smile on her face.

The young man looked up at her, then lowered his head silently and continued to pile up the soil.

"What? You're not taking your brother with you?"

"..." Yuanye was silent for a while, "The old man said you want to build an art gallery nearby? Will you move this mountain?"

"I can't buy the mountain, and I can't move it even if I want to."

"If that's the case, then this place won't be so deserted, nor will it be so noisy." Yuanye whispered, "My brother will probably like it."

"..."

Atheist Ye Kong remained noncommittal.

She picked up the broken shovel and started to work together.

But Ye Kong has always been a lazy person, and digging the soil is very difficult for him, and he would occasionally blow up a shovel of mud.

The still wet soil flew in front of Yuanye from time to time, and occasionally even splashed directly on his face.

After enduring for a long time, Yuan Ye finally couldn't help but speak up: "Can you please stop digging? My brother asked you to stop after seeing it."

"Even if your brother still has a soul, he should have told you to stop first." Ye Kong said bluntly, "When you came to dig his grave, he might have slapped you eight hundred times in the air. You'd better think carefully about whether you feel any pain in your face in the past two days. If so, it must be from him."

Yuanye:......

Veins popped up on the young man's forehead, and it took him a while to regain his composure.

He knew that he would never be able to win an argument with Ye Kong no matter what, not to mention... he didn't want to and didn't have the right to argue with her now.

He continued digging silently, enduring the mud that flew onto his face from time to time.

The half-empty grave was filled up bit by bit.

After an unknown amount of silence, Yuan Ye suddenly asked her, "Why do you suddenly want to build an art museum?"

"...You've heard the old man talk about this. Didn't you hear him say that I was doing this for my old age?"

"…Because it happened too suddenly." Yuan Ye glanced at her in between his work, then looked away, "I thought you always thought these things were troublesome and full of the smell of money."

"That's how it was. After all, I already have enough money, and I don't have much desire to be famous. But recently I suddenly thought of the word 'future', and the idea came to me naturally." Ye Kong leaned on the shovel, his eyes and tone were indifferent, "Your brother once said that once humans think about the future, it always represents some kind of spiritual hope - I finally have this thing, of course I have to grab it in time."

"..." Yuanye stopped and turned to look at her, "When did you start to have this idea?"

"The day before yesterday." Ye Kong said.

Yuanye:......

Such a big thing, but they made up their mind in just one day and started to execute it immediately...

The young man couldn't help but let out a smile that was either helpless or bitter: "You really are an intuitive animal."

He turned around and continued to work. In the late autumn weather, a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Ye Kong was leisurely, glanced at Yuan Ye, and suddenly asked: "I'm curious..."

“……” Yuanye’s body stiffened.

Generally speaking, Ye Kong is not very curious, but once she becomes curious, it is an extremely risky thing - just like the last time she told him she was curious, when his memory had just recovered, she asked him which of the two hells was better.

It is so heartbreaking that it makes people despair of life.

But after being stiff for a while, Yuanye still said, "You ask."

"What does it feel like to lose memory?"

I didn’t expect this to be the question, Yuanye was slightly stunned.

"Although I have taken many classes and read a lot of psychology literature, I know this is called PTSD and that it is the human instinct for self-protection - but I am still very curious, what exactly does it feel like?"

Although she was curious, the girl's tone was calm.

She simply sat down on a stone nearby, propping up her face and looking at the wilderness: "Now that you remember everything, do you still remember how you felt at that time? What does it feel like to forget objective memories and fill them with something else? How do you feel when you remember them again? How do you know that what you remember is true? Maybe what you remember is also false, another illusory reality we constructed together?"

Yuanye:......

The young man slowly straightened up, turned around, and gave Ye Kong a very complicated look: "Do you know that your words are very inflammatory?"

Ye Kong said nothing, just stared at him indifferently.

"You're even scarier than my psychiatrist..." Yuan Ye pressed his forehead. "Just what you said just now is enough to confuse me again. I need to exert a lot of effort to restrain myself from thinking too deeply about what you said."

But after a long time, he slowly answered Ye Kong's question.

"I remember a lot of details." Under the shade of the tree, the young man's face was surprisingly calm. "For example, when my brother came down to rescue me, your flashlight kept waving at my eyes - it was obvious that you were expressing your dissatisfaction with me."

Ye Kong remained indifferent and did not refute.

"It rained so hard that day that I even remember the logo on my brother's shoes was soaked into a dark grey."

"I still remember a lot of dynamic details - most importantly, I remember my panic."

He tried to describe the feeling: "The moment I regained my memory, I felt like I was pulled back to that time, but the fear I felt when I saw my brother fall down with my own eyes - the fear of his heart stopping and him falling into the abyss as if he had stepped on empty air - was old."

"The moment I remembered it, I knew that it was a feeling I had experienced before - I was very scared, and I subconsciously wanted to escape and go crazy, but the moment I escaped, I knew that it was all real."

"The false memories will shatter like a mirror at that moment, and at the moment of shattering I will know clearly that they are all false, and they are proof of my escape and cowardice."

Yuanye's body was a little stiff, and his tone was calm but could not hide his dejection.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Ye Kong after a while, only to see that the girl looked as if she was in a trance, and he didn't even know whether she had heard what he said just now.

Yuanye:......

The breath was stuck in my chest.

Fortunately, the next moment Ye Kong glanced at him and spoke slowly.