The Sims: Heartbroken

His arrival came without warning.

Newt was looking at the grain of a blade of grass, looking for the best fit—

Looking back, Yang Li sat on his stool and looked at him with a smile.

"..."

Untimely, maybe because Newt was a little nauseous because of being soaked in medicinal herbs for several days.

"Why did you come here?"

He said.

What the hell.

he thinks.

"Knitting grass." Yang Li looked at the things in Newt's hands, "It has extremely high medicinal value and can promote blood circulation, but eating more than 200 mg at one time will cause irritability."

He looked like he was endorsing.

Even with the endorsement, it still looks glamorous.

...Ah, this is a love potion that shines with mother-of-pearl luster, but it looks more like a human being.

"And you prepared a lot, a whole basket." Yang Li glanced at Newt's cauldron, "Who are you going to make angry?"

Newt said nothing.

His eyes focused on Yang Li's face, and he looked away after a while, pursing his lips, "It has nothing to do with you."

"……Oh."

The great magician stood up.

He is undoubtedly slow, and the once too slow pace of life is still imprinted on his movements, like scars that never fade, or the background color that belongs to a certain painting; but when this person walks towards you—— He is like a storm, whose approach is irresistible, a natural disaster, destroying all order, all orderly buildings, tracks, life - and then in the ruins, something new and lasting for tens of millions of years Something breaks out of the ground.

"Is it nothing to do with me?"

Yang Li asked gently.

"What is related to you, why has nothing to do with me...?"

That doesn't make sense, Newt thought, had he guessed what that basket of knitted grass was for?He knew exactly the effects of the medicine, and he also knew his own problems. Could it be that he couldn't think of who those medicines would be used on?

...well, it was about him, it was about him forever.

"..."

Once again, countless times, the diverted sight returned to Yang Li.

"I'll drink whatever you give me."

This thing is kind of pointless.

They look at each other.

Newt turned and started rummaging through boxes.

drink anything?Alright, the Lord is in front of you, hurry up and purify a medicine, and the on-site experiment is ready.

Get busy, work, don't want to communicate, don't talk to me.

Yang Li looked at Newt's back, and kept silent considerately.

Newt's laboratory is not very spacious, it's located in his box, if you want to say... it's not that neat, the spines and experimental equipment are everywhere—

Yang Li found a copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" on the table.

Even if he forgot the wizard's name, he knew that this book was written by him, and there were several similar copies in Yang Li's book tower... He remembered that there were more than fifty versions of this book.

His movements were very natural, picking up the book and pretending to admire the cover.

Fingers run from top to bottom, stroking the spine of the book.

Newton Artemis Fido Scamander.

Such is the name of the wizard.

It's like getting a piece of a jigsaw puzzle, some puzzle pieces that are difficult to fit together—huh?His name is Newton?How could Yang Li forget such a distinctive name?

The loss of memory caused by the loss of a small piece of soul is irreversible, no matter how hard Yang Li tries to recall it, he can't remember it.

He could only cautiously, tentatively, softly—"Newton...?"

……Oh.

Yang Li, who was pointed at by the magic wand, raised his hands, cute.jpg

"Who the HELLareu?"

"Hey, hey, trust me, it's not what you think it is..."

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"So, who did you kill?"

"... Maybe there is no one in my memory?"

"Making a Horcrux requires killing life."

"Uh." Yang Li lowered his hands slightly, and Newt's wand was raised accordingly, "Don't—you won't really hit me, will you?"

"I'm not sure."

"I have reservations." Yang Li breathed into the palm of his hand, and after a flash of inspiration, a small Arman bird appeared in Yang Li's palm.

A flightless Arman bird with ragged plumage.

...looks like Lexie's cub at first glance.

Newt stared at the Alman cub in a daze—it was gnawing on Yang Li's sleeve, the corrosive saliva opened a hole in the cuff of the red suit jacket, "...So, you really cut off a piece of soul? "

"I guess so?"

The little blue bird turned into a cloud of red mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Your Horcrux turned into a human being, which—it doesn't quite make sense," Newt looked down, "but it does explain why you forget something..."

"……so?"

"The most urgent thing is to make your soul whole. Do you know what happens when the soul is split? You need to—"

"Hey, my soul is whole, okay? It's grown on its own."

"... splitting your soul will make your soul extremely unstable..."

The way to make the soul whole again is to repent, to really feel what you did, but... excruciatingly painful. *

... Yang Li's soul is complete.

"Have you ever been in pain?"

Xiao Guan, who is withdrawn and has little social knowledge, asked directly.

"what?"

"Extreme pain, have you ever experienced it?...after a split soul..."

"have it."

In theory, it should be no.

But in fact……

"some."

That's about it.

Although in theory, he wouldn't have so many negative feelings——

Actually he has.

After hundreds of years, after a long accumulation, at a certain moment, he will still have an outbreak of extreme pain.

"I will still be in pain." Yang Li frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also a little helpless, "Although it will be a little slower..."

Newt looked at Yang Li, right next to him, the untreated knitted grass exuded a bit of bitterness.

"...help me get rid of that basket."

"……what?"

"They're useless, and if you accidentally get eaten by animals that squeeze in."

"...No matter what you make, I will drink it—"

"Even if I wanted to, they're no better than the Love Potion," Newt said grimly. "Get rid of it. I just don't want to do it."

"...do you want me to drink the love potion?"

Yang Li looked at Newt with a bit of teasing in his eyes, "I like it very much, it tastes like you."

"...get out and take your basket—I have no room for any more love potions in my house."

Yang Li shrugged, took the basket, looked at Newt's red cheeks, and gave a very scheming wink.

Newt covered his face with his hands when he realized what he had said.

When he looked up again, the man had already left without a sound.

...for a while I didn't know what to do.

He casually opened the Encyclopedia of Potions, inadvertently, completely by coincidence, he found the introduction of the Love Potion among thousands of potions.

【The most potent and powerful love potion in the wizarding world, featuring a mother-of-pearl sheen and spiraling vapor, scented according to personal preference. 】*

"It must have been said casually..."

...so, "tastes like you" ... what the hell?

The author has something to say: * Adapted from Baidu Encyclopedia

I swear that a long time ago, when Yang Li lost his memory, I didn't expect this kind of story direction.

I didn't even know why I just wrote and forgot Newt's name... Today I searched for Newt's full name and Horcruxes on the Internet, and everything was worn like magic.

……Wow.

It's really fun to observe parallel worlds.

Then, when I looked back, Yang Li forgot to tell Loki that a certain color-changing prank magic was permanent.

Three seconds of silence for the Valkyrie's hair.

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Ah, I forgot there is still a place to play tricks.

whatthehell, can express emotions, and can also be literally translated as hell 23333

I feel like I'll--

Little Ghost: ...?

Slowly type a question mark like this 23333