In one go

The ruined temple is not big, at most it can be regarded as a place to hide from the rain, and the cold wind blows in along the broken doors on both sides.In the middle of the temple is a tattered god statue covered with cobwebs. It is no longer possible to tell which god it is, but the thing made of mud should be stronger. It sits there firmly and blocks a lot of wind.

In front of the statue is an altar. There is a pile of straw on the underside of the altar, and there are a few tattered futons on it. It doesn't look very dirty, and people should come here often.

Wang Hang was the same as before, walking forward without saying hello, but Zhang Zhezhi grabbed him!

"Wang Hang... this place looks so familiar." He frowned, "But I have never been to this place since I was a child!"

Wang Hang immediately grabbed him with his backhand, but couldn't say a word.

Should I tell everything and turn the situation around, or should I just keep silent and let nature take its course?However, in the end, he only pulled Zhang Zhezhi in, and walked in with him.

He didn't walk in a straight line, he walked crookedly, and occasionally Wang Han would stop, his gaze was long and joyful at times, and he never let go of Zhang Zhezhi's hand.But this time, Zhang Zhezhi obviously became talkative.

Whenever Wang Hang stopped, he would seriously look at the things in front of him, and sometimes he would beat Wang Hang and say some strange names—only the former Baozi brother and himself would know the title.

After walking around, Wang Hang only felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his palms were also sweaty.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhezhi fixed his eyes on the Buddha statue in the middle, as if he wanted to see a hole in it.Suddenly, he shook off Wang Hang's hand, walked quickly to the side of the Buddha statue, and climbed up with a kick.Before Wang Hang could say anything, he pushed the Buddha statue away from its original position, and stretched his hand behind the Buddha statue, as if he wanted to feel something.

Curiosity was always at work, or in other words, it was the hope that he didn't know what he was waiting for, so Wang Hang didn't stop him, but stood aside and watched quietly.

I don't know what kind of difficulties he encountered, Zhang Zhezhi took a long time to take out his hands, and he didn't know how much dust was wrapped on his sleeves.

He looked at the things in his hands, and walked towards Wang Han with a confused face, "What is this?"

Wang Hang laughed, "I should ask you."

"I don't know what's going on," he patted the dust casually, "It's like a voice in my head is saying, there is something very important there, and I must take it out."

He stretched out his hand and handed it in front of Wang Hang, "It's like a child's Nine Rings, tattered."

The word 'Nine Links', like a sharp knife, stabbed straight into Wang Han's chest.He felt dense beads of sweat oozing from his back, his temples were throbbing, and there was no outlet for his dusty memories, as if he was going to burst his head alive.After a while, he took the thing slowly, holding it carefully like a treasure.

Zhang Zhezhi showed a puzzled expression, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Hang didn't answer, the previous hesitation and apprehension turned into a flame at this moment, pushing him forward.

The answer is already there, isn't it?

He clenched the Jiulianhuan tightly in his hand, and pulled Zhang Zhezhi to sit on the futon. While fiddling with the Jiulianhuan in his hand, he smiled slightly at Zhang Zhezhi, "Since God let you find it, it proves everything I guessed." It's all true. So I'm going to tell you all about it."

Exactly the same as the imagined plot, Wang Hang seemed to have completely let go of his anti-obsession. He should be happy, but he didn't experience the unprecedented sense of accomplishment, but rather depressed.

But when it came to Wang Hang, he only thought that Zhang Zhezhi was thinking about his words seriously, so he reached out and patted his head, "If you want to know, you can ask me all, and I will answer."

"I want to ask too many questions..." Zhang Zhezhi muttered, and then looked at the Jiulianhuan in Wang Han's hand again, "What is the origin of this Jiulianhuan? When you see it, it seems to be lost." It's as if the three souls have lost the seven souls."

Wang Hang was also very calm, "This is the toy that Brother Baozi brought to me in this ruined temple 13 years ago."

Zhang Zhezhi's eyes widened, "But, how would I know where it is hidden?!"

"Yeah, that's the question I want to ask you too." Wang Hang's eyes were burning, "How do you know it's hidden there?"

He continued, "What's more, when I separated from him 13 years ago, when he saw me leaving without saying goodbye, he hid Jiu Lianhuan in a fit of anger. How could I beg him and apologize to him later? And never told me where it went."

He asked again, looking aggressive, "Then how do you know?"

"I... I really don't know!" Zhang Zhezhi's expression was not fake at all, he waved his hands again and again, "Once I entered this temple, I felt kind and familiar for no reason. When I saw that Buddha statue, It was as if an invisible force was pushing me away. It told me that there was something very important there, and I had to take it out. Besides, I was a little curious about what was hidden behind it, so I took it impulsively come out……"

"Why are you so stupid when you should be smart?" Wang Hang laughed and handed Jiu Lianhuan to Zhang Zhezhi.

"That's right, I'm not smart," he murmured, "I can't compare to the person who gave you the Nine Chains."

The grievance in Zhang Zhezhi's words is not incomprehensible to Wang Hang, he simply spread the words with a smile, "He was the only one who knew where the things were hidden back then, but now you found them, don't you Ask yourself why?"

"I……"

"Think about it."

"This kind of thing, I can't think of it after thinking about it," Zhang Zhezhi curled his lips, "I am not alone with him..."

This is of course the answer Wang Hang wanted, he grabbed the conversation, "Why can't you and him be alone?!"

"How is this possible?!" Zhang Zhezhi exclaimed, "In my impression, these things have never happened before, and besides, I have never lived in the town since I was a child, let alone saving your life."

"Yeah, you just said that you have no impression, it doesn't mean that these things haven't happened." Wang Hang pointed to the Jiulianhuan in his hand, "If not, how do you explain all this?!"

"This... this is too incredible," Zhang Zhezhi shook his head, "I, I really don't remember anything."

From 'it's impossible' to 'I don't remember anything', his attitude has obviously loosened. Seeing this, Wang Hang took a breath, "Besides, you had a serious illness when you were young. Don’t you remember? Haven’t you thought about what you would look like and what you would do before you got sick?”

This is great, Zhang Zhezhi was completely stunned, as if things were progressing too fast for him to accept.

However, for Wang Hang, now is the best time.So he approached slowly, grabbed Zhang Zhezhi's shoulder, deliberately lowered his tone, as if trying to hypnotize him, and said word by word, "You are him."

His eyes turned into panic in an instant, and as soon as he let go of his hand, Jiu Lianhuan accidentally fell to the ground, with a crisp 'pop' sound, allowing him to take the opportunity to break free from Wang Hang's shackles.

"What are you doing running away so fast? I won't eat you." Wang Hang's eyes darkened, but he still smiled, "Anyone who hears this kind of thing will find it unbelievable. It's normal if you can't accept it for a while. .”

He paused, "I was too hasty."

Zhang Zhezhi hummed, but still kept his head buried in silence.

The picture of the imagined recognition became like this, and Wang Hang also felt a little at a loss.For more than ten years, how could he use all his energy to please others?There are a lot of calculations, but those experiences can't guide him what to do now.

He thought and thought for a long time, and said: "It's okay if you can't remember, no matter what, I won't let you get hurt easily again, I will protect..."

"Wang Hang," Zhang Zhezhi interrupted him, "The relationship between you and that Baozi brother is not just as simple as you told me, is it?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask such a question, Wang Hang was stunned for a moment, "Yes..."

"Then why did you lie to me at that time?" Zhang Zhezhi's eyes were a little red, and his voice was trembling, "Then what kind of mentality did you have to say the word "like" to me before? Besides, I didn't have The memories of 'him', to me, he was just a stranger, someone I never knew."

"It's not like this...you listen to me..."

"If I can never remember those past events and become the person in your mouth, will you be disappointed?" If one day, you find that you can't find anything similar to him in me, will you be happy? What will be done?Wang Hang, do you like me or him? "

"Of course I like..."

Who do you like?

Wang Hang originally thought that he would never be confused this time, but when Zhang Zhezhi asked all these questions, he couldn't finish the sentence.

He could only ask himself over and over again in his heart,

Yes, who do you really like?From the moment he told you that he lost his memory, you should know that there are already two people, and there has been no Brother Baozi in this world for a long time.

So who do you like?

Wang Han seemed to have been exhausted from his whole body, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Zhezhi's eyes. He didn't continue what he had just said, showing weakness uncharacteristically, "I don't know either."

"Wang Hang, I know your answer." He came over and handed Jiu Lianhuan over, looking very calm, "You are passing me, looking at another person."

It turns out that what you care about is this.Faintly, Wang Hang seemed to have a clue, those thoughts that were concerned about being chaotic were being combed into threads little by little at this moment, weaving a perfect net.

After a while, he suddenly reached out to take Jiu Lianhuan, his eyes followed Zhang Zhezhi's hand all the way, entangled his eyes little by little.

"Zhang Zhezhi, I don't care if you can remember those past events or not," he suddenly pulled Zhang Zhezhi into his arms, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "I'm It is you who hugged you, not Brother Baozi. I clearly know the difference between you, and I can tell who I love now. The reason why I tell you all this is just not to let you continue to misunderstand and think that I am in love with you. Still caring about other people.

From beginning to end, all of this is just a story about you alone. "

The body in his arms trembled, but Wang Hang hugged him even tighter, "Believe me, no one will love you more than me."

It seems like a moment, and it seems that after several springs and autumns, the person who was tightly surrounded finally hesitantly put on Wang Han's shoulders. He only said two words, I believe.

So the next kiss became a matter of course. Although the ruined temple is not a place suitable for emotion, who has the mood to care about so many things?

Wang Hang's hand was as hot as a soldering iron. Even through several layers of clothes, Zhang Zhezhi could still feel the burn-like temperature. He felt the cold air touch his skin little by little, and sighed that this The hard-to-gnaw bone was finally pecked out of a hole.

[Omit in the middle...]

After tidying up again, when the two walked out of the ruined temple, everything looked very normal, but something changed, like an invisible bond, drawing them closer.

Similarly, Wang Hang silently gave up that absurd idea. Now it seems that whether Zhang Zhezhi can recall his childhood or not is not so important.

However, everything has never obeyed people's ideas, and it always develops in an uncontrollable direction.

The next morning, when Wang Hang woke up, he saw the person sleeping on the same bed staring at him with clear eyes.

It was still the same face, but there were some indescribable changes.He saw that Zhang Zhezhi's brows were a little tired, and he spoke hoarsely after a while,

"Wang Hang, I had a dream last night."