Joining Mihayou, the savior, I was targeted by Ellie

"So, as long as the story is told well, the pictures and storyboards are not important at all." Danzhu shouted.

"That's not true! As long as the animation is called a masterpiece, the level of painting and storyboarding is not bad."

Ye Ming said tit for tat:

"Otherwise, how could there be any famous scene handed down?"

Danzhu refused to accept it: "Famous scenes rely on narrative!"

Ye Ming retorted: "It depends on the atmosphere of the camera!"

Usually at times like this, Fu Hua would watch from a distance, and ask Cang Xuan with a puzzled look, what scriptures and ways Ye Ming and the others were talking about.

"They are discussing the natural principles of human existence, representing two opposing ideologies, including profound philosophical and mathematical laws."

Every time at this time, Cang Xuan would deliberately mislead Fu Hua, admiring her expression of a primary school student doing advanced math problems, covering her small mouth with her long sleeve and snickering.

Although they were burdened with a heavy mission, at least for those days, the life of the four of them could be considered happy and happy.

Perhaps because of the previous fate, or other unknown reasons, the relationship between Fu Hua and Ye Ming has developed rapidly.

The comfortable feeling when getting along made Fu Hua naturally regard Ye Ming as a close friend like Dan Zhu Cangxuan.

The gentle smile that occasionally shows to Ye Ming, which does not match the title of Immortal Chiyuan, is the best evidence.

"What are you doing?"

One morning, seeing Fu Hua lighting a fire in the kitchen of the thatched cottage, Ye Ming asked curiously:

"Didn't we just have breakfast?"

"I'm decocting medicine."

Fu Hua answered while adjusting the size of the flame with a cattail fan.

"Decoction? Are you sick?"

"No." Fu Hua shook his head, "Actually, I don't know why I did this."

"But as long as you have the right medicinal materials on hand and enough time, you will habitually fry a pair."

The sound of crackling firewood made the silence of the morning more clear.

"I remember... this medicine is very important, and I specially prepared it for someone."

"I still remember traveling around for a long time and spending a lot of money for this formula."

"But I can't remember who that person is."

The burning firewood broke from the middle, and a few sparks burst out. The bright light spots danced a few times in front of Fu Hua's body, but finally extinguished in the morning mist.

Ye Ming looked at Fu Hua's side face, he had never seen such a cold smile.

"Do you want to try?"

Fu Hua took the frying pan off the stove:

"The main effect of this formula is nourishing, and it can strengthen the body even if there is no disease or injury."

"..."

Ye Ming originally wanted to clear up the doubts in Fu Hua's heart.

But at that moment, he felt the rejection of this timeline.

"time is limited."

Dan Zhu and Cang Xuan are right, if they can't stay with Fu Hua for a long time, they shouldn't make her miss him in vain.

It's just that the soup that Fu Hua fed him this time tasted much bitterer than before.

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Alas...it was all caused by hospitalization last month.

241. Bitter Medicine & Feather Chen's Resonance

"It's hard, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Seeing Ye Ming frowned because of the bitterness of the soup, Fu Hua's eyes also revealed a bittersweet gleam.

"I always feel that if it was him, he might have the same reaction as you."

"..."

Feeling the loneliness in Fu Hua's speech and demeanor, "one less person is planted with dogwood", Ye Ming couldn't help asking:

"If there is a chance, do you want to retrieve the memory about that person?"

"No." Fu Hua replied indifferently: "Things are different and people are different, and... redundant thoughts will interfere with my mission."

Ye Ming asked with a little reluctance: "Is memory so insignificant to you?"

"..."

Fu Hua looked at Ye Ming, as if seeing himself in the past.

The one who doesn't want to let the past go...the stubborn self.

"I was once told that forgetting is a bitter medicine."

"If you are always immersed in the memories of the past, you will lose the power to move forward."

"I have something to do, and I can't be burdened by the past."

Fu Hua spoke slowly, without too many ups and downs in his tone, like a fairy preaching.

"I understand the truth, it's just..."

Seeing that Ye Ming was still unacceptable, Fu Hua was not in a hurry to persuade him, but showed a hint of envy instead.

"It seems that Ye Ming, you are a strong person."

"Why do you say that?" Ye Ming was quite surprised.

It was the first time someone used strength to evaluate the crying self.

"When vulnerable people are overwhelmed by pain, only forgetting can keep them going."

"But you are different. Judging by your appearance, it seems that you have already prepared to bear everything."

Ye Ming asked back: "What about you?"

"Do you also have... the pain that must be forgotten?"

"Hmm." Fu Hua admitted this frankly.

"When the collapse came, I lost many important people."

"It was my father, my friend, and that person I don't remember."

"Yu Duchen sealed up my thoughts about them, so that I can safely accept the fact of losing them."

As he said that, Fu Hua looked at the firewood with little residual heat in the stove.

The flame that was about to be extinguished seemed to be her remaining feelings for this blank memory.

"I hope you can maintain this strength and never need that bitter medicine."

After leaving his blessing, Fu Hua left here, with light steps without the slightest sloppiness.

At that moment, Ye Ming finally understood that the Fu Hua in front of him was no longer the young girl at the beginning.

She has changed back to what the monitor should look like in her impression.

"I'm not strong at all..."

In the end, in the empty kitchen, only Ye Ming's whispered wind was left.

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"Hua~! What shall we have for lunch?"

While Fu Hua was communicating with Ye Ming, Dan Zhu happened to come to her room and wanted to discuss about lunch.

"not here?"

Seeing the empty bedroom, Dan Zhu wanted to leave, but soon, her sight was attracted by a scroll.

On Fu Hua's tidy and clean bed, the scrolls spread out were particularly conspicuous.

"Is this... Hua's handwriting?"

As soon as he opened the scroll, Dan Zhu realized that it was not something he got from anywhere, but it was Fu Hua's own.

Curiosity drove her to carefully read the contents above, but Danzhu's expression became solemn after watching.

"Dan Zhu, what do you want to do while Hua is not here?"

Cang Xuan passing by saw Dan Zhu standing motionless beside Fu Hua's bed, and thought it was his sister who was planning to do some mischief again.

"Sister, come and see this."

"Um?"

Dan Zhu's panic obviously exceeded Cang Xuan's expectation, and when she also saw the content in the scroll, the surprise in her eyes was even more than Dan Zhu's.

"Danzhu, this matter...don't mention it in front of Hua."

After finishing speaking, Cangxuan put away the scroll, put it back to its original position, pulled his sister out of the room, and pretended not to know anything.

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Do you want to continue?

After returning to the corridor of time, Ye Ming's expression was a little dull.

Hearing the system's inquiry, he shook his head:

"No, I shouldn't disturb Fu Hua's life anymore."

The power to interfere with other people's time is at your fingertips, and what you want to know is already known.

Since the past between herself and Fu Hua has been sealed by her, it is the best choice to stop here.

"In the days to come, Fu Hua will continue to seal up his memories."

Before leaving this vast corridor of time, waves of starlight being transformed into feathers can still be seen everywhere.

But Ye Ming had no intention of stopping this time, because it was Fu Hua's own choice.

More importantly, with such a long time, she can only rely on screening memories to maintain her spirit.

"Huh? Those are?"

Just when Ye Ming was about to leave everything behind, he found a feather falling on his body.

The originally unreadable feathers unexpectedly showed a picture of memory normally.

That was the time I spent with Fu Hua during this period of time.

It is worth mentioning that the memory sealed in this feather does not contain the existence of Danzhu and Cangxuan.

In other words, what was screened by Yu Duchen and then sealed up... was only Ye Ming's own memories.

"This is really hurtful." Ye Ming smiled self-deprecatingly.