After ABO amnesia

What can a man trust when he can no longer trust his memory?

Doubting your memory is scarier than losing it.Qin Li tried his best to review the memory fragments in his mind over and over again, but each time it only pushed those memories further away.

Those pictures and those sounds can still be reproduced, but he doesn't remember his state, feelings and all tactile sensations under those circumstances.It was as if he just randomly clicked on a holographic screen and watched a documentary that had nothing to do with him.

This momentary feeling of losing myself is really uncomfortable.

It took Qin Li a lot of effort to convince his heart and suppress those crazy thoughts.

However, the seeds of uneasiness still got enough nutrients from those crazy thoughts, and they continued to grow in his heart. One day, the flowers and leaves of uneasiness would cover all his senses.

He is swayed by insecurity, but he has no one to talk to.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, facing the sky full of stars, he felt for the first time that there was no stable foothold under the sky—the world was so big, and he was as small as a dust floating everywhere.

Two lights flashed on the mountain road not far away.The light was getting closer and closer, covering the moonlight, making it very dazzling.Not long after, the silver sports car drove up to the gate, and when the gate opened slowly, it stopped in front of the villa, and an Alpha in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car—it was Mingjue who came back.

Qin Li looked at his "lover" bathed in the moonlight and lights, those remaining crazy thoughts were like sparks, but they ignited again after a little bit of fuel.

Since the memories related to Master Qin can be illusory?What about Mingjue's memory?Ming Jue is Qin Li's lover, but if he is not Qin Li, what is Ming Jue to him?

......

Ming Jue downstairs also noticed him.He glanced at him hastily, entered the room and went straight to the second floor.

Qin Li raised his eyes, took a last look at the night, pretended to leave all the uneasiness and madness behind, and then entered the house.

He made up his mind not to let Ming Jue see any clues.In fact, he himself can't tell the motivation for doing so, but his subconsciousness keeps driving him to do so, making him unable to fully trust that "lover", even though he only promised to trust him unconditionally not long ago.

Sometimes lip service is just that cheap.

They are not young and immature boys, nor are they temperamental people who have sworn eachother.He vaguely understood that even Ming Jue himself didn't have complete expectations when he said those words, hoping that he could realize what he said.

"I thought you were already asleep." As soon as Ming Jue got up to the second floor, he saw Qin Li had just entered the room from the balcony, with warm lights hanging over his shoulders.After walking to the other side, Ming Jue naturally presses a kiss on the other side's forehead.

His body smelled of tobacco left over from the dinner party, which was faint and not unpleasant.

It is said that people's subconscious reactions are the most real.However, even though Qin Li had a lot of thoughts in his mind a second ago and didn't firmly believe in his relationship with Ming Jue, he can still accept the other party's intimacy frankly at this moment.

Rather than saying that he was submissive, it was better to say that he put on a gesture of charity, and he didn't want to see Alpha's wronged appearance again.

"Can't sleep." After Qin Li returned, he was afraid that Ming Jue would ask why he couldn't sleep again, so he told Ming Jue what happened during the day.

The tone of his narration was very flat, making it impossible to guess his attitude towards this matter, "I gave Carlos a half-day leave later. Selena also came back in the evening, but I think they still didn't talk to each other. good."

Ming Jue knew about this a long time ago, but unlike Qin Li, he would take this kind of matter to the bottom of his heart.He replied casually: "I think what Carlos said is right. Whatever position you are in, you should clarify what your responsibilities are."

Qin Li was helpless, "Is the point here?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Ming Jue hooked the corners of his lips, "No matter what your reasons are, rules are rules, and responsibilities are responsibilities. Excessive indulgence, flouting rules and responsibilities, is a taboo."

Qin Li couldn't refute for a moment.He seems to have an inability to say no to rules and responsibilities.

"Brother Li, we have tried our best to help them. The rest of the matter should be resolved by themselves." Ming Jue enjoyed seeing Qin Li's speechless appearance, with a trace of unwillingness and restraint in his expression, as if the next time The second is about to throw a temper tantrum, "Okay, let's get back to business. Since you haven't slept yet, I will tell you the matter now."

"What's the matter?" Qin Li raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"In a few days, I want to hold a dinner party in the villa, can you? Don't worry, it's not for those things you don't like, but for the benefit of the group. I think it's time to establish and strengthen other relationships It's online."

"You can just do this kind of thing." Qin Li's implication is that he doesn't need his consent.

Ming Jue smiled again, hugged Qin Li in his arms, and lowered his head to sniff the pheromones on the other's neck, "I need to ask for your opinion. This is the home I share with you."

More serious than the word "home" is "community".

Qin Li remained silent, his eyes fell on the shadow at the end of the corridor, as if he saw another figure in the shadow——

That figure knelt down on one knee and asked him if he would like to build a common home with him.

......

Qin Li's temples suddenly hurt, and he stopped thinking about it.

Southern South America, inside Fernandez Manor.

Alisa Fernandez often accompanied her cousin to attend tea parties of local celebrities and church services recently.

Her cousin Isabella is a very traditional, pious and kind-hearted white person.However, that piety and kindness, in the eyes of Alisa, is not an exaggeration to say that it is ignorance.

Yet Alonso loved Isabella very much.In spite of the opposition of his family, he insisted on marrying this white girl who came from the middle class.

As far as Alisa knew, Isabella and Alonso met in the church.Isabella is one of the few white people who believe in Voodoo. When her goddess Aisle Freda attached her body during the ceremony, she successfully attracted Alonso who also participated in the ceremony. Notice.

Aisle Freda is the goddess of love and wealth.When she possessed Isabella, she brought love and wealth to Isabella.

This led Isabella to believe in the existence of gods even more after marrying into the Fernandez family.

Isabella likes to take Alisa to the church to attend the ceremony, and share interesting stories between herself and the gods with the brothers and sisters in the church.But Alyssa is not a devout believer, and whenever someone asks who the god she serves is, she will always say a few perfunctory words.Especially when Isabella kept asking, Alisa could only prevaricate that it was the oldest and wise elder Danbala.

However, in fact, the goddess she once served was Aisli Danto, the sister of the goddess Isabella served, and an enemy who could never meet in the ceremony.

Aisle Danto was one of the few Pedro deities who were not so mild-tempered.Her face bears the scars of the revolution.She knew many secrets, but could not tell them.Compared with her slightly affected sister, Ashley Danto never cried.

Alisa's previous temperament was far from that of her goddess. The elders in the family always suspected that she was assigned to the wrong god, but Alisa worshiped her goddess devoutly every day with awe.Until that incident happened later, she almost became another Danto, fearing to repeat Danto's mistakes, so she regarded her goddess as the devil who dragged herself to hell, cleaned the altar at home, and burned the picture. A flag embroidered with Danto's classic portrait - Danto is in the middle of the flag with a solemn look, and her left hand is her child on the right side of the flag.In addition to being the sister of Eisley Freda and the goddess of war in the revolution, Danto also has a more important title-mother [Note ①].

She symbolizes maternal love.

This is the biggest pain point in Alisa's life.

Especially when Isabella's ignorant youngest son asked her innocently: "Aunt Alisa, where did Cousin Alan go?"

There will be cracks in the tenderness on Alisa's face, and the eyes staring at her nephew are like cold-blooded snakes full of hostility.But soon she was afraid that the child would notice her hostility, so she passed by with a smile, and replied softly: "He has returned to ancient Guinea."

In their religion, only the souls of the dead can be guided back to the continent where the ancestors lived by the gods connecting the two continents.

Her poor Aaron!

Look at this pampered nephew in front of you, think about the son that Gina Balmond is holding in her palm, why only her child died?

child, child.

When Alisa dreamed back at midnight, she could often hear Alan's heart-piercing cry. He howled in the fire and said, "Mom, I'm in so much pain!"

But even in her dream, she always only hears his voice but doesn't see him.Her Alang refused to go back to her dream, and let her see what he looked like after being burned by that fire.

The only thing she could see in her dream was the sooty black face of Anthony Balmond, the boar.

Note ①: Dambala (Dambala), Aisli? Freda (EziliFreda) and Aisli? Danto (EziliDanto) are all Vodou gods.There are many branches of voodoo, and the settings quoted here refer to Haitian voodoo.The portraits of Eisley Freda are generally white women, and the prototype refers to the Virgin Mary; while Eisley Danto is a black woman. There is a saying that the wound on Eisley Danto's face is not from the Haitian Revolutionary War. but was scratched by Freda.

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It can be regarded as a chapter of foreshadowing and transition.