The Memoirs of Jianxin

Yang Jian's understanding of love comes only from the harmony between his mother and father. He vaguely remembers that many people were dissatisfied, amazed, and surprised by the union of their parents... He felt that why the high-ranking goddess of desire found a mortal with a short lifespan and nothing good, Why is that mortal, even though he is now in his prime, that skin will fade away with the passing of time, and those nagging knowledge will gradually be forgotten, and if it is not complete, there will be more handsome and knowledgeable men in the future, so these look good now The advantages of it are useless.

He never wanted to mention his mother to others, and he always felt that the mother they talked about seemed to be another person, no, it was God.

Whether it's the Queen Mother talking about her mother's regret, or Chang'e's pity, or the confusion of other gods, and pity for the fall of the high goddess.

At this time, he only felt that they didn't understand, didn't understand the deep love between mother and father, didn't understand that his father could fight against the heaven he had revered since childhood for his mother, and didn't understand that his mother could give up being the goddess of the world of desire for his father.

He didn't understand it, so he easily fell into the trap of the Queen Mother, questioned his mother's choice, and even thought that his own birth was a mistake, and almost gave up on himself.

It was Cun Xin who saved him, in various senses. She told him that she was grateful to her mother for giving birth to him, and thus let her meet him. At that time, he was confused and didn't know how to answer. There was another person who had really looked forward to him, looking forward to his birth.But that person was a Cunxin who was harmed by himself and violated the rules of heaven.

I seem to have dragged a lot of people into the water, each one seems to have violated the rules of heaven for him, how could he, Yang Jian, have so many people confide in him.

When the soul was about to dissipate, he saw that Cun Xin didn't want to force him, otherwise how could such a fierce woman like her do this.

But he had nothing left to linger on, even if he wanted to, he couldn't keep it. It was because he saw it thoroughly that he made a seemingly free and easy decision.

It's just that he didn't expect that Cun Xin asked the third sister how the widow dressed. Yang Jian had never underestimated himself in his life, and he would calmly deal with those seemingly impossible things, or do some earth-shattering events. , He never lost his composure, it's just because he knows his ability, he knows that there are some things he can do and only he can do.

But when he saw the woman who had taken off her pink coat, who stubbornly refused to shed tears, he asked himself for the first time, was he really right?

He owes Cun Xin a life, and he can't repay it in this life, but he knows that even after his death, the third sister and the others will fulfill this promise, but is this really what Cun Xin wants?

He always felt that the decision he made might not be the best, but it was also the most beneficial at the moment. Since his mother died, he had made such a difficult decision countless times, but this time why he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

His soul became weaker and weaker, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and there seemed to be no answer to this question.

After a long, long time until that person was gone, he also forgot what the answer he wanted at the beginning was.

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"Yang Jian, Yang Jian"

It seemed that someone was calling his name in his ear, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Cun Xin, who was crossing his waist and looked worried. She stretched out a finger to poke Yang Jian who was still in a daze. "You, how old are you, why do you fall asleep after reading a book?"

Originally, he was afraid that he would catch a cold, but he didn't know if he was sleepy. This person was in a daze, and couldn't help poking his forehead lightly with his finger, but suddenly his finger was caught.

The fingers were tightly grasped, and then released again. The big palm wrapped around Cun Xin's small hand, and then tightened little by little, and the fingers interlocked.

"What's wrong"

Seemingly seeing something wrong with her husband, Cun Xin simply sat on the desk in front of him and looked at him with some worry.

"It's okay, I just had a dream." Being watched by her worried eyes, Yang Jian was in a trance again.It seemed that he hadn't been watched intently by her for a long time, shaking his head, not knowing where his old-fashioned thoughts came from.

This small move was misunderstood by Cun Xin, she hastily pulled out her hand and held Yang Jian's face, "What's the matter, do you have a headache, where does it hurt, did you go to bed too late last night?"

She carefully massaged Yang Jian's temples, like a chirping little sparrow, Yang Jian felt the oppression from the scalp, in order to prevent her from getting more and more outrageous, she had already talked about dark wounds, you must know that water control has been a long time ago thing.

After a long time, he almost forgot her heroic appearance.

Another moment of silence.

Cun Xin looked at him with his head bowed in silence, pouted

"You, you are distracted while talking to me, so ignore you"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to tidy up the bookcase, helping him to classify the books he had read, and suddenly there was more weight on his shoulders.

"I had a dream"

When "Nightmare" heard the dream, Cun Xin turned around quickly, she thought he was dreaming about the scene where Goddess Yao Ji died back then.Although others regard Yang Jian as a hero of the world, maybe because Yang Jian in Xihai is too fragile, she has preconceived it, but he can bear the sufferings of others, is it because of this that he deserves to suffer so much?

"It's not a nightmare." Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin, people would regret it only after losing it, seeing her unconcealed concern, he smiled with some relief.

Her appearance has not faded for thousands of years, and her words and deeds echoed in the empty Judicial God's mansion time and time again. Some loves are not enthusiastic, unlike dry wood and thunder. They were very enthusiastic at the beginning, and then gradually turned into ashes, very gentle like flowing water. Moisturizing things silently, this is probably his hero's gentle hometown.

He was taken care of so well that he forgot that in a relationship, it is unbalanced if only one party is giving desperately, like an inverted pyramid, and it is only a matter of time before it collapses.

"Cun Xin..." He just wanted to apologize, but then remembered that she had said the most annoying thing about apologizing to him, so he swallowed the words of apology, changed the words, and leaned into Cun Xin's ear and said,

"..."

The person in front of him widened his eyes in disbelief, and his eye rims were red, and he was a little embarrassed and could only look at him fiercely.Then she threw herself into his arms without saying a word, afraid that she would sound nasal when she spoke, so she could only suck her nose pitifully.

Seeing her brave appearance, Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, but gradually tightened his hands,

The wind hangs gently, and the undamaged wind chimes jingle, just like back then.

The author has something to say:

It's over, it's finally over, Fanwai feels a bit like Inception hahahahaha, let's take it as he