Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Yu Qi didn't believe it. He didn't believe that Atang's existence was just his fantasy.

He stubbornly searched every corner of the palace for evidence of her existence, but found nothing.

It is rumored that the king seems to have gone insane.

After searching everywhere in vain, Yu Qi locked himself in the palace where Tang Li had lived and which he was once very familiar with.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, but no candles were lit in this palace.

In the dark hall, Yu Qi sat blankly at the door, as if in a trance, and his eyes did not move for a very long time.

Why is it so.

He looked into the hall where there was no trace of existence at all, his head was dizzy and his eyes were dead.

Why, they are obviously already married...

Yes.

The bloodshot eyes blinked, and Yu Qi was surrounded by a dead aura:

She will disappear... doesn't he know that?

She is a deity in heaven, a miracle that cannot be defiled.

Things in the world will end and people will leave, he can't keep her.

Didn't he know it from the beginning?

How ridiculous! He wanted to tie her down with a wedding, but she disappeared from this world on their wedding day.

Disappeared completely, even all traces and memories of its existence were wiped out.

But he still remembers.

He still remembered his queen, whose name was Atang.

A tear streak rolled down from the corner of his eye. Yu Qi hugged his arm, which was getting colder and thought numbly.

How cruel, Atang.

Why not take his memory with him?

But this thought only flashed through his mind and was immediately overturned by him.

He doesn't want to.

Even if he had to keep himself warm with the memories and be obsessed with them, he didn't want his memories of her to be erased.

Atang only came to this world once, so how could he, as her husband, forget her?

"Atang..."

Cautious murmurs escaped from his mouth and reached his ears, and Tangli's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yu Qi was resting his head on her legs with his eyes closed, struggling with a painful expression, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

In front of her was a square virtual screen, on which the picture was the strange bedroom and the lonely and desperate Yu Qi.

The effect of the Floating Life Incense is to make the person who smells it fall into a hallucination, and it is so real that no one will notice the abnormality at all.

The instruction that Tangli exchanged for Fushengxiang created the thing that Yu Qi was most worried and afraid of.

Losing her - this is where Yu Qi’s anxiety and paranoia during this period came from.

[What on earth is going on with him? Is he suffering from paranoia? ]

777 doesn’t understand.

[Nothing happened, and there is no one or anything that threatens your survival or existence. ]

[He made things difficult for himself for no apparent reason. Why did he have to act like he was going to disappear? ]

Tang Li lowered his eyes and gently stroked the hair on Yu Qi's face with his fingertips.

She knew he was possessive, but she hadn't expected his insecurity to be so strong.

This uneasiness is deep-rooted and is not caused by one or two things.

Whether it was her initiative to reveal her "identity" and demonstrate her ability or her endless questions every time, it was not enough to offset his uneasiness.

Maybe at the beginning, it was just a little worry, but as time went on, the anxiety gradually became a reality.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say or ask, but that he doesn’t dare to ask.

He was afraid that everything before his eyes was just an illusion, just like the scenes in a dream. After a long dream, he found that nothing was left.

Tang Li felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

If the obsession is too strong, you will be unable to get out of it, and the same goes for anxiety.

His anxiety was like diseased and rotten tree roots buried deep inside. Only by digging them out could they see the sunlight. Only after they truly felt the sunlight could the rot be curbed.

Tang Li gently stroked Yu Qi's cheek, smoothing his frown slightly.

"I'm always here, Archie. I'll always be here."

Don't worry, don't be afraid.

Your anxiety is just a nightmare. When you wake up, the reality is warm.

In a dream.

Yu Qi woke up groggily leaning against the door.

When he opened his eyes, he still saw the familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom. The sunlight shone in from outside, but the lover who once stood under the golden light and smiled at him was no longer there.

Yu Qi's eyes felt sore again.

I can't find anyone, and I don't even have the thought of him/her.

He could only rely on the memory in his mind that would disappear at any time to prove her existence over and over again.

Her face is still clear, her smile is still bright, her...

"Ah Tang..."

Yu Qi exhaled a deep breath, his voice hoarse.

"miss you."

They haven't seen each other for such a long time since they came back from Wenguo, and now, perhaps every day in the future will break the record of previous time.

Will he ever see her again in this life?

Yu Qi stood up shakily, opened the door, and saw a group of servants kneeling outside.

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health!"

Yu Qi turned a deaf ear to them and walked around them out of the yard.

He will continue to look for it, just in case he finds something that once existed.

If you can't find it, recall the memories of where you have been over and over again, so that you won't forget it in the future, right?

Yu Qi came to a place he hadn't found yesterday - the carriage.

The two of them pretended to go to the carriage that Wen Guo had ridden in together.

Yu Qi asked the same question as yesterday.

As expected, Atang still did not exist in those people's minds.

Even when talking about the chariot, it is natural to say that Yu Qi rarely used it, and at most he only rode it out of the palace.

These people even had a vague memory of Yu Yang being disciplined.