The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

After erasing Gojo Satoru's memory, his pupils gradually became dilated, and finally he fainted to the ground.

She dragged her weak body and stood up slowly.

Now she is still in the mansion of the Gojo family, Gojo Satoru is lying here, there should be no danger, the people of the Gojo family will find him soon.

She glanced at Gojo Satoru's face for the last time, then turned and walked in the direction she left.

She doesn't know when she will die after her strength is exhausted, she can only keep going forward, aimlessly, without direction, until she falls down.

However, she never waited until the moment of death.

Hunger, weakness, limpness, all the tormented pains of human beings are fused in her body.

Finally, she came to the forest, and her sword fell down and smashed into ruins.

Here she stopped and sat down on a rock.

Don't want to go anymore.

Right here, waiting to die.

The strange thing is that she would die if the sword fell due to excessive strength, but she couldn't wait until she died.

At first she was sitting on a rock, but later she was so hungry that she lay down on the rock like a corpse.

Starved to death, revived by power.

Starved to death and resurrected again.

This went on and on until the clan of the King of Gold found her and brought her back to the King of Gold's courtyard.

At the beginning, she was very resistant to the contact of others, and also resisted the light, like a wounded animal in a cage, rejecting all contact in the whole world.

She only wanted one thing, and that was death.

Why didn't you die?

Why didn't you wait until death?

She is trapped in the room, running away from everything.

Later, the King of Gold forcibly turned on the light in the room, and the pale light suddenly hit her face, her pupils were stung by the light, and she covered her eyes and fled to a place where there was no light as if she had been stimulated.

The voice of the King of Gold came, "Do you know why you didn't die?"

"..."

His words hit her lifeblood all at once.

She stopped running away immediately, staring blankly at the blazing light above her head, her eyes ached from the glare.

"The power of the Dresden Stones comes from human faith, and your power comes from love."

"You can't die because there are people in this world who love you, and those who love you want you to live. This belief is so strong that it becomes the strength to support you."

"If you must die, you will be sorry for the person who loves you."

……

……

The King of Gold left after speaking.

She kept a dumbfounded look, standing where she was, the dazzling incandescent lamp was dazzlingly bright, her eyes were stinging from the light, and tears flowed down slowly.

Her birth was not expected, but it was also protected.

His mother tried every means to leave her a way out, and the people in the village have always raised him kindly, Gojo Satoru... Until the end, when everyone regarded her as a devil, he still wanted to protect himself.

However, the people who loved her were all dead, and Gojo Satoru had his memory erased by himself.

That's why she gave herself a reason to die.

She can no longer distinguish between right and wrong, but she is still loved, and there are still people in this world who want her to live a good life.

After that day, she began to try to communicate with others, and also began to try to live a good life.

It's just that the memory of the past always appears when it is quiet.

Those memories are unforgettable, as long as they appear, they will hurt.

She couldn't help but wonder how Gojo Satoru was doing now, and after forgetting her, would he be the same as before, a young master who was born noble and never had to take anything to heart.

She has the ability to erase memories, including her own, but she never does.

She played back all the memories since the first meeting countless times. As long as she calms down, she will think about it again. Every time she thinks about it, she can't help crying.

But at the end of the good memories, it is always inevitable to think of that day when she massacred hundreds of people from a family, and the blood of hundreds of lives was stained on her hands.

He taught her to read.

He wanted her to grow up carefree.

He is always very tolerant to himself, he doesn't mind that she picks the most expensive flowers, he doesn't mind that she is late, and he doesn't mind that she doesn't know etiquette and has no rules.

He is obviously the honorable young master of the Wutiao family, but she can indulge in him as freely as in the mountains.

He said that he doesn't like people lying in front of him.

She kept it in her heart all the time, but in the end she lied. She lied to him that he was hungry, and he went to find something to eat for her. She took the opportunity to drop her own sword, and finally... erased his memory.

Fortunately, his memory was erased. If he still remembered himself, he would definitely hate her extremely.

It's okay to forget.

That's the best.

When I followed the people and servants in the courtyard to go shopping, when I passed the market, I saw a stall full of wind chimes for sale.

She stopped.

The stall owner asked kindly: "Does the little girl like wind chimes?"

She nodded and pointed to one of them, the wind chime of the blue goldfish, and bought her.

This was the first time she opened her mouth to buy something, and the servant was very happy, because this was a change she had made, and having what she wanted meant that she was willing to have more contact with the world.

When she came back, the servant took out the wind chime and asked her cheerfully, "Where do you want to hang it?"

She didn't answer, but took a small flower shovel for loosening soil for potted plants, dug a deep hole in the center of the yard, and carefully buried the wind chime in it.

The servant was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

While burying the soil, she replied, "Bury the past and start over."

The servant seemed to understand but half understood.

On that day, she used her ability to erase all her memories, leaving nothing behind.

She was not willing to throw it away, and she sealed all her memories in her sword of Damocles.

The King of Gold was silent for a while after knowing this.

Facing her who had lost her memory, and looking at her blank paper-like expression, he picked out some simple ins and outs that he knew and told her.

Then ask her, "Now that you can start living again, what would you like to be called?"

She who has lost her memory is like a newborn baby, curious and puzzled, "Can you call me whatever you want?"

"Okay." Considering that she lost all her memories, she may not be able to read, and she doesn't know the name and surname, so she was about to explain it to her.

She tilted her head, "The bell rings."

Immediately, she laughed to herself, like a newborn baby, very satisfied with her flashing thoughts, "Can I be called Jingying? I think this word sounds nice."

……

"The bell rings—"

"When you wake up, get up and eat your dinner. You've been sleeping all day, and if you sleep again, you will turn into a pig?"

Outside the room door, there was Weitzman's voice, with a light smile, and there was a bit of a joke in his gentleness.

Ling Yao sat up slowly, slept all day, and had a splitting headache.

She rubbed the center of her brows, looked at Weitzman who pushed the door and entered, "Why didn't you knock?"

"I didn't know you were awake, I thought you weren't awake yet." Weitzman leaned against the door and smiled at her, "I slept all day, are you hungry?"

"……hungry."

"Then get up and have dinner."

After Weitzman finished speaking, he went out, and the door closed again.

Ling Yao slowly sat up from the bed, she rubbed her head, still a little dull pain.

It has been about a month since she woke up.

When she first woke up, she was tied up like a mummy, lying on a laboratory bed, surrounded by tubes and instruments.

There is an experiment log by the bed.She picked it up and recognized the familiar handwriting on it, which was written by Weitzman.

At least it proves that this place is not a strange and unknown place, but it doesn't look like the Heavenly Kingdom...

If it's not that she can't move, she must go out and see where she is.

Why can't she move, because not only is she covered with bandages, but she is also full of tubes, she looks like an experiment.

After lying there for a long time, she heard the door open.

Two familiar faces came in, and Weitzman shouted in surprise to his friend next to him: "Look, lieutenant, the bell is ringing!"

The King of Gold still had a serious face, but it could be seen that the worry in his eyes was relieved.

So Weitzman finally removed the tubes and bandages all over her body, and called a maid from outside to help her change into new clothes.

The female servant was wearing the clothes in the courtyard of the King of Gold. She was startled, feeling that something was wrong.

It wasn't until the attendants helped her out, and she saw the stone road and trees in the courtyard, that she understood what the problem was.

——This is not the Heavenly Kingdom, Weitzman came to the ground from the sky.

She couldn't wait to ask, Weitzman, you actually came to the ground, when did it happen?

But when she opened her mouth, she realized that she couldn't make a sound, because she was too weak and didn't have the strength to speak at all.

Weitzman noticed that she wanted to talk, and explained to her with a smile: "You have been in a coma for half a year, and you have been living in a coma for half a year, and you have been living with drugs and abilities for half a year, so although you are still alive, because you haven't eaten for half a year, now Very weak."

He put her under the quilt, "You should lie down, it will be a period of rehabilitation, when you have strength and regained your normal physical strength, then talk to us about the old days."

After more than a month of rehabilitation, she was finally able to speak and walk.

But his body is still very weak. Due to long-term inactivity, his joints and muscles have become as stiff as old machinery. Every day, he is exhausted and weak just walking from his own room to Weitzman's room.

The most painful thing is that even if the body is so weak, it is still forced to do ten squats, run half a circle, and five sit-ups.

After the rehabilitation training is over, there are various kinds of stewed chicken soup, stewed wolfberry and stewed fish soup. Three meals a day are all kinds of supplementary meals, which makes her feel like vomiting when she smells greasy.

——And today's dinner is stewed fish soup.

Looking at the whole pot of snow-white fish soup, she felt physically nauseated, but she still endured the oiliness and started eating.

I also took this opportunity to ask the question I have always wanted to ask, "Weitzman, when did you come to the ground?"

Seeing that she had finished drinking a bowl, Weizman immediately poured her a second bowl, and then replied: "When you fell the sword, I started to fall to the ground. Fortunately, I arrived in time and rescued her. I lost your life, but the injury is still serious, so you must do rehabilitation training and eat well."

Ling Yao looked at the second bowl of fish soup that was filling up in front of her, "..."

She drank it anyway.

"Then when will you return to the Heavenly Kingdom?"

Weitzman's eyebrows drooped, and he made a sad expression, "How can I say that I came to the ground because of you, did you actually want me to go back?"

Ling Yao finished drinking, put down the bowl, and said unceremoniously, "Because Weitzman is a coward who escapes."

Weitzman laughed, "Yes, now Ling Shake is the responsible king, thanks to you this time, the world is saved."

With Weitzman's affirmation, she wanted to keep a straight face, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curled up.

She quickly lowered her face again, and said seriously: "Then Weitzman has also come to the ground now, and saved me who saved the world, so he can hardly be regarded as a coward who escaped."

Weitzman smiled, a soft smile, hazy and gentle in the evening light.

After a while, he said, "The bell is right."

She picked up the bowl again, and suddenly felt that the fish soup was not so bad, so she took small sips.

After a while, I cautiously raised my head and asked, "Then I...did I do it right this time?"

Weitzman smiled, his eyes curved into soft arcs, and his tone was affirmative and gentle, "When you left the Celestial Ship and came to the ground, I said that I believed that you would become an excellent king. Sure enough, my belief was correct. .”

After a pause, he said again: "Look, I came to the ground immediately. This time, you didn't run away from your sword, and I didn't run away from the ground. We both broke through our past selves. We are Aren't they all great?"

Ling Yao liked what he said, and nodded with a smile, "We are all very good!"

He rubbed her head, "Then, after dinner, give an explanation to your past self."

The bell shook for a moment, feeling puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Weizman raised his head and looked at the wind chimes hanging from the eaves, swaying in the wind, "There is someone who has been waiting for you for a long time."