fairy wife

Qiuqiu took a deep breath, and suddenly the thing she was looking for jumped in front of her, which made her feel at a loss.

Is she really ready?

This mural should record her experience just like recording the deeds of those predecessors, right?

She lowered her head and averted her eyes.

Suddenly there is a feeling of... this kind of fear, is it called the feeling of being close to home?

Qiuqiu raised her head again.

Well, she was mentally prepared.

No matter what she saw on the stone wall, she felt that she could accept it——

Wait, why can't I see anything?

Qiuqiu poked her head forward, her face almost touching the stone wall, but the stone wall in front of her was still blank and smooth.

What about what she saw just now?

There were clearly descriptions on it just now, why did all these things disappear when she lowered her head and made mental preparations?

It can't be that she read it wrong, right?

No, no, definitely not wrong.

The person who carved these pictures should be taller than her.When people write or draw on a vertical surface, they will naturally choose a height parallel to their line of sight.

But now, no matter how high or low it is, there is indeed a blank space on the stone wall.

Where did the picture just now go?

Qiuqiu reached out and touched it unwillingly.

Nothing at all.

What happened?Who changed what was in front of her eyes?

The wind whistled past him, and something flew into his eyes.

Qiuqiu instinctively stretched out her hand to shield her eyes.

The wind made her unable to stand still, and she took a big step back.The back is attached to the stone wall.

The stone wall was icy cold, and the chill poured in from his back, flowing through his whole body in an instant like a torrent. Qiuqiu felt his feet go soft, as if there was an undercurrent. Two feet, half a person, and finally the whole person was swept into it , she felt as dull as a rock.It kept sinking, kept sinking, and couldn't move at all.

Qiuqiu couldn't see anything clearly.

Countless voices seemed to be calling her urgently, and Qiuqiu instinctively wanted to respond, but she couldn't make a sound, as if her throat was blocked.

Many mottled lights and shadows fluttered onto his face.Countless flavors of ups and downs, joys, sorrows, sweets, bitterness, joys and joys are all mixed together. Qiuqiu seems to have tasted all of them, but I can't taste each flavor to the end.

Those voices gradually settled down, and the wind stopped.

Qiuqiu stood in the dark sky, surrounded by countless brilliant lights and shadows.

Are those mist-like pictures peeled off from the stone wall?

Do not……

no.

Qiuqiu stretched out her hand.Gently touched a little soft shadow.

This is not a picture on a stone wall.

This is... her memory.

She knew it, she could feel it.

Shi'er walked towards her from not far away.

He passed through those complicated lights and shadows.Walked to her side.

"Shi'er..."

Qiuqiu looked at the person standing in front of her with mixed emotions in her heart.

In these turbulent pasts, almost every fragment has his presence, and he firmly occupies all her memories, even if they are broken fragments.

"Where did these... all come from?"

Qiuqiu felt an uncertain fear in her heart.

These memories, which should belong to her, are scattered in this place.

"I don't know either." Shi'er said softly: "The Ninth Peak is in charge of the inheritance of the Nine Peaks, and every member of the Nine Peaks will leave their traces here."

The voice of Elder Zhou came from afar: "The peak master is right. These fragments are all gathered together by this place, their past sorrows and joys and past events. They are all sealed on this wall. The memory just now Suddenly freed, because you were looking for them and they were looking for you."

Qiuqiu stood there stunned, staring at those light, shadows and sounds one after another, unable to utter a word.

"Qiu Zhangfeng, the past you want to retrieve is here."

The past she wants to get back is here?

Qiuqiu looked around hesitantly.

She wanted so much to get all of this back, but now that all of this was in her hands, she suddenly hesitated.

What kind of person was she in the past?

Is she the same person now as she was in the past?

Are these memories really what she wants?

... Her mind was chaotic, and countless thoughts came one after another.

What is she afraid of?

Elder Zhou did not show up, nor did he make any noise.

Shi'er just stood quietly behind her, without urging her.

Qiuqiu turned to look at him.

He wants her to get back to the past, right?

Must be.

Because of these pasts, each segment has his existence.

This is her past with him.

What kind of her did he want?

Is it her now?Or... or someone in his imagination, in his memory?

The doubts and anxiety in Qiuqiu's heart gradually became clear.

What is she afraid of?

She asked herself, what is she afraid of?

What she was afraid of was...losing herself.

Accepted the memories of the past, the feelings of the past, the likes and dislikes of the past...

Is she still who she is now?

Will she be altered and twisted into another person?Will she forget the present instead?

she……

Qiuqiu took a deep breath.

It was surprisingly quiet beside her, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat.

Pound, thump.

Jumping so fast, jumping so restlessly.

Qiuqiu didn't make a decision for a long time, and Shi'er didn't urge her at all.

He just stood beside her quietly.

No matter what decision she made, he understood.

Regardless of whether she has regained her previous memories or not, she is the person he loves the most.

The past they share has both sorrows and joys.

But in the long years of losing her, he has long stopped looking at other things.

Just find her.As long as he sees her, his wish is fulfilled.

Qiuqiu's wandering gaze and lonely figure made him feel particularly unbearable.

She is worrying about gains and losses, in a dilemma.

Everything in front of her was what she was looking for, but when something really happened, she didn't know how to face it or accept it.

He understands all these things.

No matter how she chooses, he will not change her in any way.

"Shi'er."

He responded, "I'm here."

Qiuqiu turned her head.

"Have you ever had a time like this?"

Do you not know how to choose?

He thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "Yes."

He has had times like this too.

That was when they returned to the Central Plains from Nine Peaks.At that time, the power of the Demon Realm penetrated through every opening.The situation is extremely dangerous.Before he left, Elder Ou made a divination for them.

He might die.

He is not afraid of death, but he is reluctant to let Qiuqiu accompany him to die.

He hesitated along the way, and then he made a decision.

He found a reason to let Qiuqiu return to Jiufeng.

If there is any disaster, he is willing to bear it all.Nine deaths without regret.But he didn't want her to encounter those dangerous disasters, and he didn't want her to suffer pain.He hoped that she would live a good life. If something happened to him, he hoped that she could forget him and walk her life without any worries.

But things will never develop according to people's plan in advance, Qiuqiu came back too soon.Let his plan come to nothing.She entered the sealed place with him and stood with him.Face everything side by side, without taking a half step back.

He was determined to protect him with his own life and everything he had.

But in the end, Qiuqiu used her life and everything to protect him.

Elder Ou's hexagram was correct, but he was not the one who left at the end.

He thought he made the right decision.But the final result was unexpected.

Qiuqiu said softly, "I don't know...whether I will become another person."

"You've always been you."

"Yes." Qiuqiu turned her head: "I want to know how we met and fell in love in the past. I want to feel the mood at that time. The joy at that time... Even if you can tell me everything , but to me, it’s still a story, it’s someone else’s experience, and it can’t apply to me.”

She is still eager to find it by herself, to think of it by herself.

Not just experiences, but those feelings and emotions.

Qiuqiu took a step forward.

The lights and shadows that were hanging there quietly were suddenly disturbed and moved.

They flew all over the sky, as if being swept by a strong wind, they were thrown high into the air, and then began to fall down again.

It's like a heavy snowfall.

Qiuqiu looked up and saw countless fragments of light and shadow, as well as those broken voices, red joy, pale sorrow, gray loss, black fear...

Countless colors mixed together, countless voices merged into one stream, and Qiuqiu's tears burst out of her eyes at some point, she stood there with tears streaming down her face, her body trembling as if she couldn't bear it.

Shi'er only sees her, everything is her.

He saw her every movement, every subtle sound, and every reaction.

Qiuqiu's body swayed, as if a sigh came from a distant place, or from the depths of her body.

She fell limply backwards.

Shi'er stretched out his hand to catch her, like catching a snowflake falling from his heart.

She is so light, so soft.

Shi'er held her face, Qiuqiu's eyes were half closed, there was no blood on her cheeks, her lips lost their rosy color like petals in the cold wind, and were still trembling slightly.

"Qiuqiu?"

Qiuqiu didn't open her eyes.

Shi'er hugged her tightly and carefully.

At this moment, he also felt panic and uneasiness.

He was clueless.

There won't be any accidents in Qiuqiu, right?

This way of retrieving memory really won't cause her any trauma?

If she struggles with pain because of this, Shi'er would rather she never touch these in her whole life.

"Qiuqiu? Qiuqiu?"

Qiuqiu's eyes slowly opened.

Her eyes were as clear as spring water, quiet and pure.

"Qiuqiu?"

She heard his voice, but it seemed like she didn't hear it.

She pointed forward with her hand: "Look." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)