The blackened hero of Quick Transmigration is sick and delicate

Chapter 149

Gu Jin's body kept falling, but a very relieved smile appeared on her face, as if she was relieved.

Darkness never hides everything, the sun will emerge eventually.

……

"Come to write a letter today, who do you want to write to?"

This is a very peaceful small mountain village. All the villagers in the village are friendly, with a happy smile on their faces, and the scenery here is also beautiful. The flowers on the mountain are all over the hillside, forming a beautiful scene. A magnificent scroll.

Arcas, who was dressed plainly, scratched his head, trying to think of something in his mind.

"I vaguely remember that one person, she seems to be very important to me, but she seems to be far away from me, no, where is she? Why can't I think of her? Sorry, I still haven't figured it out today what to write..."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have nothing to do every day. I will wait for you here. You are the only guest here." The villager smiled elegantly and continued to write with the calligraphy in his hand.

Arcas said goodbye to the villager, then walked out and returned to his small shabby house.

He didn't seem to remember anything, but he seemed to remember everything.

The villagers said that they saw him on the hillside, as if he was caught in a wild animal's cage, but why did he have no memory at all?

The brain was occupied by doubts again, Arcas pushed open the door, and returned to the place where his previous memories would be there whenever he wanted to think about it. Next to a tree, thinking quietly.

"Thinking again?"

The villagers who came back from herding cattle greeted Arcas.

Akas nodded, and continued to close his eyes and think. The breeze slowly floated on his cheeks and blew his hair. In a trance, he suddenly felt the tree behind him start to sway. He opened his eyes, and for some reason, The big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves turned into pink petals on the tree, and the petals fell slowly with the wind, which looked very beautiful and made people feel comfortable.

What's going on?
It seems to be a locust tree here, and why this tree looks like this, he has never seen it before!
Arcas stood up and scratched his head.

They all said that he was very strong, and he must be able to do many things, but he didn't know anything, so stupid, and useless at all.

"Where the hell are you? Why can't I remember you?"

The sound slowly disappeared with the wind, and Arcas looked into the distance, feeling empty in his heart.

Suddenly he felt itchy on the back of his hand. Akas saw that the petals had fallen on the back of his hand. Akas wanted to blow the petals down, but suddenly he was shocked.

"what--"

Why, why are you so sad?
who are you?
Where are you?

A woman's smile suddenly appeared in front of her. Her smile was very beautiful, even more eye-catching than the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains.

Akas's eyes were shining brightly. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her, but the woman just smiled and disappeared suddenly at the moment of touching.

"what--"

The heart is as sad as if someone hammered it with a hammer.

……

Autumn has arrived.

"Cough cough..."

"Are you still going to write a letter today?"

The scholar villager with pale hair smiled and seemed to be used to having such a person come every day.

"No, no, I'm not here to write a letter, I'm here to say goodbye, I'm going far away."

"It's windy outside, wear more clothes and come back earlier."

……

In the swirling snowflakes, Akas slowly fell to the ground. He had no strength left. The cold slowly invaded his bone marrow, but he did not feel any pain, but felt relieved.

Who are you?
who I am?
The phantom of the woman appeared in front of him again, and Ax stretched out his hand to touch it again, but this time the hand fell slowly in mid-air.

"Soul fragments, return to their place."

(End of this chapter)