"Young man, wake up, drink the medicine quickly." Struggling to wake up from the darkness, I saw a very ordinary slate house in front of my eyes. Looking around, Fan Qingyan grabbed the hand of the old man in front of him, and asked anxiously: "Did you see the woman who fell with me, with scars on both palms, and a tiger-striped mask?" , have you seen it?"

The old man patted Fan Qingyan's hand away, "She's next door, but..." Fan Qingyan had already left the room before he finished speaking. In the same room next door, the girl in his heart was lying there quietly. Yan wanted to stretch out his hand, but he stretched it halfway and then retracted it. He didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Young man, don't worry. This girl is very lucky. She suffered such a serious injury and fell off the cliff. It's nothing serious. You must know that our village has been isolated from the world because of this layer of poison hanging over her head." The fog and the poisonous swamp outside the village, if there are no people in the village to bring it, there is no safe way to get in. You are lucky to pass through the poisonous fog, and you are all right~ Seeing that you don’t want to go back to the room, just let me The old man will go get you medicine first."

Fan Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief at the old man's words, and slowly approached Tianle, stretched out his hand to caress the cheek that he saw almost every day, it was slightly cool but not cold, his soft breath sprayed to his fingertips, his pale lips were slightly parted, and his mouth The smell of medicine from the medicine permeated wantonly, but all of this made his heart ache so hard to breathe.

Fan Qingyan leaned down, put his face quietly against Tianle's ear, felt the woman's weak but calm breathing, a tear fell into the woman's hair, and disappeared instantly, "Ale, it's good that you are alive! So I am I longed to have you so much, which led to the loss and hesitation during this period. So please forgive me, after meeting such a unique you, I will not allow myself to live without you for the rest of my life." Whispering, the two The man's black hair is entangled with each other, mandarin ducks are playing with each other on the pillow, and tears are scattered.

The breeze was still there, the sky was full of stars, birds, beasts and insects were all still, a slender figure slowly moved out from the darkness, under the starlight, his clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, confused and lost. "Ale!" The man in Tsing Yi realized that he was the only one left in the room, and ran out barefoot in a hurry, "Ale...Ale..." Under the night sky, the figure of the woman stood quietly at the door, and Fan Qingyan hugged her like Ah Le, who was about to disappear at any time, hugged her tightly, afraid that she would disappear as soon as she let go, and kept calling her name...

"Pain, let go, who are you?" Shouting pain in his mouth, but his body didn't struggle at all, just staring blankly at the man with bloodshot and teary eyes, without the cunning and familiarity of the past, amnesia?

First Day

"Young man, old man, I guess that when she fell off the cliff, Miss Ale thought she was dead, and her self-awareness shut down her external perception. In other words, she sealed her soul. Now she is like a child. Anyone's memories and feelings are a blank sheet of paper." The old man said to Fan Qingyan after careful inspection.

"Then how do we get her back?"

"Are you sure? Young man, you have to know that if she regains her memory, she will no longer be the girl Ale who always thinks about you, relies on you for everything, and belongs only to you."

"..."

The next day

"Brother Yan, Ah Le likes this." He pointed at a small green plum on top of Fan Qingyan's head, and said to Fan Qingyan with a smile.

"it is good."

Holding the beautiful fruit picked by Fan Qingshengping by climbing a tree with his bare hands for the first time, Ah Le sniffed it. Ah Wu took a big bite, and his face immediately wrinkled, "It's so sour, Ah Le doesn't like it."

It turned out that Ale was also a brat when he was a child, and he was so straightforward about liking and disliking.

On the third day

The sound of suona and laughter filled the village and beyond.

"What are they doing?" Ale ran to Fan Qingyan holding a bouquet made of bright red silk, and asked obediently.

"They are getting married! It means two people eating together, working together, and being together..."

"Playing together?" Seeing Fan Qingyan nodding, Ale hugged his arm, "Then Ale wants to be with Brother Yan, and Ale wants to marry Brother Yan."

Although he knew that Ale didn't know what he was talking about or what he was doing, Fan Qingyan still smiled happily.

Fourth day

"Ouch~ It hurts!" The needle pierced his fingertips, and Ale let out a cry of pain. Fan Qingyan hurried into the house, and Ale quickly hid the cloth bag in his hand behind him, "Brother Yan, you are not allowed to look at it."

"A Le, what are you doing, can you tell Brother Yan?" Fan Qingyan slowly moved closer to A Le, and while she was not paying attention, pulled out the thing from behind, it was a purse that was about to be completed.

"Sister Axiu said, you will be very happy to give you Brother Yan's name embroidered on the small bag."

Fan Qingyan put his arms around the woman in front of him, trembling slightly, "A Le, I'm very happy, that's enough."

Although Ah Le felt that brother Yan hugged her a bit painful, he still held back and did not say anything, instead he patted him on the back gently.

The fifth day

"Village Chief, please help A Le recover his memory!"

"Okay, since you have made your decision, take this medicine for three consecutive days, and then I will take you to the last place."

"A Le don't take medicine, it's so bad!" A Le pouted and fled around.

Fan Qingyan had no choice but to coax A Le, who refused to let him approach him across the table, "A Le, drink the medicine obediently, Brother Yan will take you to catch butterflies."

Day [-], Day [-]

One is coaxing, and the other is running away. Even the village chief can't stand it anymore. Every time he sees Ah Le drinking medicine, his brows are so wrinkled that he can hold his chopsticks...

Eighth day

"Are you really sure that once she recovers, she will no longer be your Ale?"

"I'm sure, Ale is Ale. She never belonged to me, but to myself. The past few days are my greed, and it is enough. Thank you, Master." The old man in the darkness suddenly had a mysterious light all over his body, and he was about to It was the face of Master Fan Qingyan was familiar with.

He kept tightly holding a very ordinary plain purse at his waist, with only "Yan" embroidered crookedly on it.

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