Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

As the night deepened, the white moonlight shone into the house through the open windows, and the objects in the house seemed to be covered with a layer of soft white gauze.

Zhang Qiling, who had not slept for a long time, stared at the ceiling in a daze, trying to find his past in the empty memory.

"Brother... let's go home..."

A lazy and soft voice beside him caught his attention. He turned around and saw Zhang Hanyan lying beside his bed, sleeping soundly.

Both of them had a red rope with a bell tied on their wrists, so as long as his wrist moved, she could detect his movements.

Zhang Qiling stared at Zhang Hanyan who was right in front of him. She was sleeping quietly under the soft moonlight, and her hand tied with a red rope was still tightly grasping the corner of his clothes.

He remained silent and just looked at her quietly.

Who are you? Why? Does it feel familiar?

When the sky was just getting light, the chirping of birds outside the window woke up Zhang Hanyan who was sleeping soundly. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to look at Zhang Qiling.

"Brother, are you awake? Or are you still awake?"

Zhang Qiling looked at the ceiling silently, as if he didn't hear her asking him.

Zhang Hanyan sighed helplessly and untied the imprisonment talisman on him, "Get up, I'll take you to take a shower, clean up and go out to buy groceries with me."

She opened the closet and found a set of home clothes for him, then took his hand and walked to the bathroom on the first floor to take a shower.

As they walked, the red bells tied between their wrists made clear and pleasant sounds.

"Look, little brother. This bottle is for washing your hair, and this one is for taking a bath. The blue towel hanging on the wall is yours, and the red one is mine. Don't use the wrong one.

I'll put your clothes here for you. Put them on after you wash them. Throw the dirty clothes into this laundry basket and I'll wash them for you later. Do you understand?"

Zhang Qiling looked around the spacious bathroom and took note of everything she said.

Zhang Hanyan untied the rope on his hands, opened the door and walked out, then sat in the living room, staring at the bathroom door and waiting for him to come out.

Not long after the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Zhang Qiling came out with his hair still dripping.

"Why don't you wipe your hair? Your clothes are all wet..."

Zhang Hanyan walked over quickly and picked up the dry towel hanging behind the bathroom door. She pushed him to sit on the sofa and wiped the water stains off his hair.

"Look at you, you still want to leave, you don't even know how to dry your hair after taking a shower, how can you take care of yourself out there alone, right?

Brother, from today on, I will slowly tell you about your past bit by bit, and I promise that every word I say is true. "

She kept wiping her hair and muttering to herself. Zhang Qiling sat on the sofa, not feeling annoyed at all by her touch and nagging.

"Okay, let's go out and buy some groceries." She turned around and prepared to put the towel away. She took two steps and then, as if she had thought of something, she walked back and looked at Zhang Qiling.

Although the bathroom was not far from the living room, if Zhang Qiling wanted to leave, with his speed, he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

She didn't dare to gamble. Hangzhou was too big. If he left, she didn't know where to find him.

"Brother, let's tie the rope just to be on the safe side."

She tied the rope tightly into a special knot, a knot that only she could untie.

After going out, Zhang Qiling walked beside Zhang Hanyan, at most, no more than two steps away. The length of the rope only allowed them to maintain a distance of two steps between them.

"Boss, I want this chicken, please help me pack it up, and these, please help me pack them up too."

Zhang Qiling turned to look at Zhang Hanyan who was paying for the groceries. He didn't know why, but he had no intention of leaving her at all.

He wanted to stay by her side, always and forever.

“Make way, make way!!!”

The man pushed a cart of vegetables towards them. Almost subconsciously, he pulled her into his arms and protected her carefully.

"Little sister, everything is packed, take it."

"Oh, okay." Zhang Hanyan broke free from his arms, took the things from the boss's hand and paid.

Zhang Qiling stared at his hands blankly, thinking back to the scene just now and the panic that flashed through his mind, making his eyes even more confused.

When he was confused, Zhang Hanyan held his hand and said, "Go home and cook the food you like."

People are walking in groups of three or two by the West Lake, and the rising sun shines on the water, making it sparkle.

Zhang Qiling looked at the scenery around him, and a deep sense of familiarity lingered in his heart. He was eager to explore the origin of this familiarity.

After returning home, he sat in the pavilion in the garden and looked around. He didn't look around here carefully yesterday, but when he looked around today, he felt that everything was familiar.

"Brother, what are you thinking about? Your favorite boiled chicken is already stewed and will be ready for you to eat soon."

"Can we talk about the past now?"

His voice was cold and indifferent, without any emotion in his tone.

This cold and indifferent look almost made Zhang Hanyan think that she had returned to the day when she first met him decades ago.

At that time, he was also like this, saying to her coldly: "Let go!"

Zhang Hanyan regained consciousness and looked at him steadily, "Then let's start from the first time we met... At that time, we were only three years old..."

Under Zhang Qiling's gaze, she told him about the time when they first met, got to know each other, and accompanied each other from childhood to adulthood.

As he listened carefully, he watched her frown and smile, and he seemed to feel her emotions through her expressions.

Zhang Hanyan told him everything except one thing. She didn't tell him that she drew a soul-returning talisman with blood and brought Bai Ma back to life at the cost of burning her own life.

She didn't want to say that she did this voluntarily. Even though he had lost his memory now, she didn't want him to bear the guilt towards her.

The story between them was very long, so long that it took Zhang Hanyan more than half a month to finish it.

For more than half a month, she stayed by Zhang Qiling's bed every night, fearing that he would run away when she was not paying attention.

"Brother, I have told you everything about your past and our past. Now, are you still ready to leave?"

Zhang Qiling looked at her, thought about the more than half a month they had spent together, and shook his head.

"No, I'm staying with you."

"Really!" Zhang Hanyan exclaimed excitedly, "Then let's make a pinky promise. The one who lied is the puppy."

At the moment when their little fingers were intertwined, a familiar scene flashed quickly through Zhang Qiling's mind.

"One hundred years..." He murmured to himself, his voice was so soft that only he could hear it.