After awakening the memory of the world

The dawn was completely ignited from the sky on the other side. Ji Qingyan looked out while leaning on the railing. He was still wearing a slightly ill-fitting loose pajamas, and the buttons on his collar were not buttoned up properly. The cold wind poured in from the outside.

But Ji Qingyan was just in a daze, his eyes were focused on a certain point in the sky, and he never looked away after that, he seemed absent-minded, gradually defending his brain.

"Why are you staying here?" Xi Jiansong grabbed Ji Qingyan's waist and hugged him into his arms.

Ji Qingyan shook his head, he subconsciously smiled, and habitually said nothing.

Xi Jiansong sensed Ji Qingyan's indifference and alienation under his gentleness, and felt a little helpless, so he hugged Ji Qingyan tightly and said, "I just received news from Mu Ting that Gu Yuan is out of danger. After a while, you'll be able to see him."

"Really?" Ji Qingyan showed a smile, the vague feeling quickly disappeared and became a little heavy: "However, the situation ahead is still tense, and we still need to be prepared. "

Xi Jiansong held Ji Qingyan's hand and led him into the room.

As the air warmed up, Ji Qingyan suddenly felt a bit of chill, but it dissipated quickly.

Ji Qingyan was led into the kitchen. There was steaming sweet-scented osmanthus porridge on the table, and the sweet smell lingered in Ji Qingyan's nose. He was a little surprised, so he said in a little shock: "These are your made?"

Xi Jiansong nodded, opened the chair and sat down, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, surprised?"

Ji Qingyan also sat down, picked up the spoon, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and a gentle voice: "Yes."

"I thought you would be like everyone else and let the smart butler prepare food for you," Ji Qingyan said in a low voice. He took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge. The sweet and glutinous taste made him unforgettable for a long time. Here comes the food.

In those moments of chaotic memory, the satiety medicine can only maintain the minimum survival. Only at this moment can Ji Qingyan realize that he is always connected with the world. warmth.

"I was trafficked when I was young, and for a long time, I had to learn to take care of myself," said Xi Jiansong, his expression was still calm, as if the memories he spoke of were innocuous.

On the other hand, Ji Qingyan raised his head in shock, looked at Xi Jiansong, and said in disbelief, "But..."

Xi Jiansong just smiled. He recalled the scene at that time, organized his words, and then said: "The system was not perfect at that time, my parents were in the military, and the outside world was still hostile to Xingheng. Status. During a celebration, I was abducted due to negligent security.”

"The other party colluded with one of the people in power inside Xingheng and wanted to completely overthrow the reform. It took me a lot of effort to escape." Xi Jiansong put down the spoon and smiled calmly: "Sorry, the person who is eating It doesn’t seem like a good time to talk about it.”

"No... I want to hear it," Ji Qingyan said seriously, "What about after that? Have you gone home yet?"

"After escaping, I discovered that it was a very small village, isolated from the outside world, extremely scarce in water and food, and unable to communicate with the outside world. They couldn't even use their own star power, but they had a natural advantage." Xi Jiansong's expression darkened.

"It's the best place to suppress the use of star energy. Whether it's the land or rocks on the ground, or the vortex in the far sea, they are all repelling the existence of alien energy." Xi Jiansong stared at Ji Qingyan's eyes and said , but Ji Qingyan's appearance as a child gradually emerged in his mind.

At that time, Ji Qingyan was very thin, his dark eyes were empty, as if there was nothing, just staring at the embarrassed Xi Jiansong from the shadow.

"Then, what happened after that? How did you return to Xingheng?" Ji Qingyan asked, his expression was mixed with worry, and a trace of familiarity quietly emerged from his mind.

"It took a long time for me to leave that place completely. I went to Xingheng, but my parents' memory is very vague, and they only found me after the summer vacation after high school." Xi Jiansong scribbled: " Afterwards, the ten-year-long wandering ended, and I completely returned to the embrace of Xingheng.”

"Okay, the story is over," Xi Jiansong said with a smile, he spread his hands casually, his brown eyes were still dull.

But Ji Qingyan knew that the facts should not be like this, they were hidden behind Xi Jiansong's narration, just thinking about it for a moment made Ji Qingyan feel the pain in his bones.

Scenes flashed through Ji Qingyan's mind continuously. He saw Xi Jiansong who was on the verge of death. At that time, he was far less powerful than he is now. The fragile and insignificant one seemed to die in the next moment.

Xi Jiansong, who was hailed as the proud son of heaven by the outside world, lingered on in this desolate night, like a cloud of sand that was quickly blown away.

To live on, Ji Qingyan was looking forward to it for countless nights.

Memories were intertwined, Ji Qingyan let go of his hand, the porcelain-like spoons made a crisp collision sound, his eyes quickly spread, and the out-of-control silver-white stars could scatter from Ji Qingyan's fingertips open.

Is this really my memory?Ji Qingyan questioned himself, but couldn't find any answer. His hands were trembling, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

Xi Jiansong got up quickly, he stretched out his arms to hug Ji Qingyan, those brown eyes gradually smudged with cold gold, his voice was soft, soothing: "Don't think about it, it's okay."

Xi Jiansong could feel that the person in his arms gradually calmed down, but he was still trembling, and raised his hand worriedly to caress Ji Qingyan's forehead.

"It's all over, don't be afraid," Xi Jiansong said softly, knowing that the temptation was too much this time, he regretted it a little, and was also inexplicably grateful.

"Will it still hurt?" Ji Qingyan asked mutteringly, his voice was very small, with a little trance, as if he knew that his expression was a little vague, so he said again: "Your injury will still hurt." Does it hurt?"

Xi Jiansong laughed softly, and he said helplessly, "It's already scabbed over."

"Don't think too much," Xi Jiansong's brows were clearly stained with heavy worry.The sparks in his pupils gradually dissipated and turned brown again.

"There are some insignificant things, just forget it, only you are my most important existence." Xi Jiansong hugged Ji Qingyan and said.

Ji Qingyan's earlobes were stained with a thin layer of redness, and even his cheeks burned belatedly, he withdrew his hand in some stumbling, raised his head in a little panic, and said, "Your sweet words Can you accept it, and don't put the routine of coaxing little girls on me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Xi Jiansong raised his hand helplessly but said sincerely, "But I've never coaxed a little girl before."

"You have always been the only person I want to pet."