Ma Ye

Everything came so suddenly.

It was like the kiss he gave that night, and the news was lost before he could explore it.

Later, others said he was dead.

Now this person is in front of him, but looks at him with indifferent eyes, as if he is a stranger.

"Wow, ice cube face!" Li Yichong rushed into the room in surprise, pointed at that handsome face and cursed, "Why are you here? Where are you going these days? You are so unkind. Without saying a word, you suddenly appear here again, why do you always come and go without a trace like this?"

Li Yichong's ridicule was not conveyed, and the young man on the side shouted, "You know each other!?"

"Nonsense, we have lived and died together for many years."

"That's great." Song Yunxiao's eyes showed surprise, "He has lost his memory, and he doesn't even remember his own name. I picked him up in an old forest deep in the mountains."

Song Yunxiao recalled that day when he ran into a hero he had admired for a long time, he secretly followed them to a valley. He didn't know what the hero was doing, only heard about the treasure?You have to take medicine to enter the valley, so mysterious? !

Song Yunxiao purposely knocked out a dear friend, hoping to stay by the hero's side for a little longer, and a scuffle ensued, so he found a spot in a corner to watch the masters fight.

God!The hero's sword dance is really pleasing to the eye, how can there be such an outstanding man in the world!

Song Yunxiao was excited for a long time and then a little sleepy, and then retreated with them, and found a hidden place to sleep alone, a little puzzled, is the hero short of money?How to follow others to grab the treasure?

It didn't take long to rest with eyes closed. Suddenly, there was a loud noise. Song Yunxiao was startled awake. He searched around, only to find that a cave had collapsed. In the smoke, there was a figure pushing away the stone pile, covered in blood. stood up.

"..." Song Yunxiao looked at it dumbfounded. Could it be that some expert has devoted himself to cultivation for many years and finally achieved a positive result? !

However, the tall man collapsed to the ground within two steps.

"???", Song Yunxiao scratched his head in doubt, stepped forward and looked at the tall man carefully, seeing that he had lost too much blood, he frowned, although he was a person who liked to join in the fun, he didn't like to care Nosy, how troublesome it is to bring someone down the mountain. When I was about to turn around and leave, someone grabbed my trousers.

He paused, then lowered his head to see the blood man grabbing him.

This person was covered in mud and blood so that he couldn't see his face clearly, but those eyes...

Song Yunxiao thought that the reason why he was able to carry a person who was a head taller than him on his back for several miles, and looked for doctors everywhere at night, was only because of those eyes, which made it difficult for him to leave his eyes. Get off this person.

He had never seen such a look in his eyes, and now he couldn't answer what kind of look he had. He just remembered that it was because of this reason that he was saved.

It's just that I didn't expect the expert to save me, but I lost my memory!

In the past few months, he has looked for doctors everywhere, but none of them can cure him.

"Amnesia?" Xie Xunhuan stared at Wang Qizhao in disbelief, grabbed his skirt with his heart, raised the corners of his red eyes and said, "You actually have amnesia?!"

"Hey, what's going on here?" Li Yichong asked in disbelief.

Wang Qizhao frowned, opened his hand little by little, and took a step back. This was just his subconscious action, but it made the person's eye circles redder, and he looked like he was about to cry. He didn't know what he and himself were. He only knew that he didn't like this person looking at him like that. He hurriedly looked at Song Yunxiao and said, "I don't know these two people."

"I told you that you lost your memory." Song Yunxiao pouted.

"They may be your former friends, you should have a good chat." Song Yunxiao felt that it seemed a little awkward to stay here, so he turned around and wanted to go out and wait for them to talk about the past before coming in.

"Don't go."

The sleeve was grabbed, Song Yunxiao raised his head suspiciously, Wang Qizhao stepped past them and grabbed him, and said coldly, "I said it all, I don't want to restore my memory, why do you always bring the doctor to see me, and now you say These people are my friends, what are you playing?"

Song Yunxiao froze on the spot, pulled up his sleeves but couldn't pull them out, "This...you have to be cured if you're sick, right?"

"I'm not sick!" Wang Qizhao retorted like a child, "You just think I'm a burden, and you want me to recover my memory quickly, so you can leave me alone, right? You don't want to worry about me anymore?"

"..." Song Yunxiao stretched out his other hand and patted him gently, coaxing him like a father, "No, I didn't mean that, think about it, you don't remember anything now, you are always with me One piece is not a solution, if your family and friends are waiting for you to go back, but you stay with me in this ignorance, what a crime it is, so you have to restore your memory, I do it for your own good."

"Really?" Wang Qizhao asked anxiously.

"Really." Song Yunxiao said seriously.

Xie Xunhuan watched silently, a heart that was about to jump out slowly returned to calm, all the words he wanted to say disappeared, he clenched his fists, and said with a pale face, "You don't remember anything ?"

"I don't remember." Wang Qizhao nodded, feeling that this person's reaction was a bit strange, and he added, "Actually, I don't want to restore my memory either. Whether we knew each other before or not, I don't really want to know you now. Is it too early for me to rest?

Xie Xunhuan felt his heart was cut open with a knife, and the cold wind poured in, and the knife turned gently, making his flesh bloody and he was happy. His eyes suddenly became blurred, and he really wanted to speak, but he felt very bitter when he opened his mouth. , I can’t say anything, the whole world becomes clear and blurred in the blink of an eye, like dreaming, but why is dreaming so uncomfortable.

"Oh, you stinky ice cube, are you still human?" Li Yichong raised the vase beside him angrily, "It seems that I have to give you a few times before you can wake up!"

"Brother, calm down, calm down." Song Yunxiao hurriedly persuaded the fight, "He doesn't remember anything!"

"How can you not remember anything! Before you put down the burden and said you would quit, and you didn't give an explanation for the inexplicable disappearance. Now you say you don't remember, you don't want to remember, and you send us away? Are you worthy of our friendship for so many years? Don't stop me, I have to blow his dog's head off!"

"Forget it." Xie Xunhuan lowered his head and wiped away his tears, "If you don't remember it, you don't remember it, and you are no great person. Let's go, Lao Li. No one wants to recognize us. Why are we still pestering him?"

When Li Yichong heard this, his momentum dropped sharply, and he said discouragedly, "This..."

Xie Xunhuan took the vase in his hand, lowered his head and said softly, "You are so stupid."

"Hmph." Li Yichong thought he was scolding himself, he was not surprised, but he stared at Wang Qizhao unwillingly and said, "Don't kneel down and beg us to forgive you, stinky ice cube, look at the little boy crying because of you Now, you still look like you have nothing to do with yourself, you really have no conscience!"

"Let's go." Xie Xunhuan didn't want to say anything more, and he was about to leave with Li Yichong.

Song Yunxiao stood aside with a puzzled expression, wanting to say something, and seeing that the trouble has become so difficult to keep people, why did the imperial doctor cry just now?

Wang Qizhao looked at the two people who didn't look back, and suddenly felt lost. He could only hold Song Yunxiao's hand, and said repeatedly, "Don't abandon me."

Song Yunxiao sighed helplessly, this fool has said many times that he will not abandon him, why doesn't he believe it?

It is not far from Liyun County to the 'plague-prone' village in Changping County. Led by County Magistrate Song early in the morning, they arrived in a carriage for more than an hour.

The whole village is empty, with white flags hanging everywhere, and there are many round pieces of white paper on the ground. If you listen carefully, you can hear crying.

"Are there any survivors in the village?" Tan Haozhi asked.

"There are some in this village, but the next village is not so lucky. They are all dead." County Magistrate Song said hoarsely.

"How many people are still poisoned?"

"A total of four villages, 23 people were still alive when I counted them before."

Tan Haozhi couldn't help clenching his teeth. He didn't dare to ask how many people lived in these four villages before, what kind of people they are among the remaining 23 people, and whether they have the ability to live alone after detoxification. He was afraid that it was an old man who was sent by a white-haired person to a black-haired person, or a young and ignorant child who became an orphan, or an unaccompanied teenager. He was afraid that the answer would be the same as he imagined, so he dared not ask.

Tan Haozhi looked at the desolate scenery in front of him with a pale face, and went back to two years ago in a daze. He looked at Guihe Village after the fire burned down the village, and he was so powerless and lifeless...

The hand was gently held by someone, and when he looked up, it was Zhao Heng.

"It's all right." He seemed to see that he had fallen into a magic barrier, and whispered in his ear.

In the morning, they visited three villages, all of which were in the same situation. There were very few survivors, and some houses had decomposed corpses that were not collected.

When we reached the last village, we heard a noise coming from a house.

"Stinky boy, if Brother Zhou didn't ask us to pick you up, ghosts would want to come to this unlucky place, why don't you come with us!"

"You don't toast, don't eat and drink fine!"

"Fuck! This kid bit me!"

"Hey, this unlucky thing, beat it up and take it back."

When Tan Haozhi and the others heard the sound and rushed over, they saw a child who looked only seven or eight years old lying on the ground, and several strong men punched and kicked him mercilessly.

Seeing officers and soldiers rushing in, they were stunned. Although Changping County has long since lost the law of the king, those who are a little smart will not confront it head-on. They laughed and said, "We are disciplining the child, and this child is too disobedient. "

Tan Haozhi's face was sullen, and the few people saw that the atmosphere was not right, so they said something else and then slipped away.

The child didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but just crawled back to the bed silently, sat on the ground and leaned against the bed, and there was a person lying on the bed. He had been dead for a long time, and the body was black and smelly.

Tan Haozhi stepped forward and touched the child lightly, "Does it hurt?"

The child gave him a numb look, held Tan Haozhi's hand, grinned, then suppressed the smile, lowered his head and bit hard.

Tan Haozhi was in pain, but was stabbed by the resentment bursting out of the child's eyes, forgot to struggle for a moment, and was just bitten by him.

A pair of plain white hands stretched out, pulled gently, and only heard a click, the child's mouth was loosened, and the chin was removed.

"...", Tan Haozhi.

Zhao Heng on the side rescued Tan Haozhi's palm, put his chin back on the child with a smile, and said softly, "Children, people don't bite like mad dogs."

The child burst into tears in pain, stared at Zhao Heng fiercely, and opened his mouth to take another bite.

With a "slap", Zhao Heng slapped the child, "Don't you understand human speech?"

The child's face instantly became red and swollen. He looked at Zhao Heng aggrievedly, and stopped moving.

"How could you do this?" Tan Haozhi held back Zhao Heng and accused him angrily.

The people behind were also stunned, why is Mrs. Qin's wife so fierce...

"Even if he is a child, he can't bite people randomly, right?" Zhao Heng shrugged, lowered his head and said to the child, "If you feel unwilling, you can take revenge on me in the future, but I hope you can distinguish right from wrong, some people Why are you so fierce when you have no grievances or enmities with you? Well, even if you think about it, you can't understand what I'm talking about."

The child raised his head, cried and shouted, "You are all bad people! Return my parents!"

The sad cries of the child resounded throughout the hut, and someone walked out with an expression of reluctance, looked at the desolate village, and sighed faintly, the silence was torn apart, leaving nothing but sentimentality.

"Doctor Xie, come and show him." Zhao Heng called Xie Xunhuan and dragged Tan Haozhi out.

Xie Xunhuan hurriedly lowered his body to clean the child's wound.

The child moved but did not resist, gritted his teeth to hold back the whimpering, and wiped away the tears that kept falling.

The child also seemed to have been fed poison, with pustules growing on his body, and small wounds or bruises all over his body, some were just added, and some had been seen for a long time.

Xie Xunhuan sighed, and smiled softly, "Does it hurt? Bear with it for now, brother will give you sweets later."

Hearing this, the child looked up at Xie Xunhuan for a while, then lowered his head and wept silently.

Outside the house, Zhao Heng was bandaging Tan Haozhi's wound with a frown.

"It's okay." Tan Haozhi said.

"It's okay? If it's any later, he'll eat all your flesh. That kid has sharp teeth." Zhao Heng grinned. no response."

"Even if that's the case, you can't do this to a child." Tan Haozhi couldn't help scolding when he thought of what happened just now.

Zhao Heng snorted and said, "Comparing a stranger with you, I naturally love you more, regardless of whether he is a child or not."

Tan Haozhi didn't know what to say about him, he still cares about the child when he is old.

"Many people are like this. After being angry with people who are more vicious than him, they have nowhere to vent their anger, and they lose their temper at those who show kindness to them. This is not a good phenomenon."

"He's still a child." Tan Haozhi said.

"Just because I'm still a child, it's not too late to understand these truths." Zhao Heng heaved a sigh of relief after cleaning the wound, and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "When will you be able to think for yourself, don't worry me?"

Tan Haozhi's face turned red, and he hummed lightly.

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