I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Sang Nian was about to speak.

Behind her, Xie Chenzhou replied for her:

"There is still one last breath left."

Chu Yao's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I'll go find someone to rescue him!"

But in such a desolate mountain and wilderness, where could she find someone who could save him?

She took two steps and stopped, looking a little confused.

Sang Nian pulled Xie Chenzhou's sleeve and asked him in a low voice:

"Can you save him?"

Xie Chenzhou looked at her red eyes:

"Turn around."

Sang Nian turned around and faced away from him as he was told.

Where she couldn't see, he used his fingers as blades and cut his wrists.

Drops of bright red blood flowed into the young man's mouth.

However, the young man showed no signs of waking up.

Xie Chenzhou cut the wound deeper with an expressionless face.

Bleeding.

His face turned paler.

Finally, after losing an unknown amount of blood, Wen Buyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xie Chenzhou withdrew his hand, stepped aside, and lowered his eyes:

"All right."

"Cough-cough-"

Wen Buyu suddenly coughed twice and opened his eyes.

He was a little stunned when he saw Chu Yao rushing towards him.

"Elder brother..."

Chu Yao, who had been calm and composed just now, was crying so hard that she was out of breath and couldn't utter the rest of the words for a long time.

Wen Buyu was forced to come back to his senses.

He patted her on the back, not knowing what to say, looking helpless.

Chu Yao hugged him tightly and cried even more sadly:

"Why did you come here? Do you know that I have been looking for you for the whole night?"

Wen Buyu: "...Didn't you see the note I put under your bowl?"

Chu Yao wiped away her tears vigorously:

"I wanted to wait for you to eat together. I didn't touch the bowl, and I didn't see your note. What did it say?"

Wen Buyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"It doesn't matter anymore."

"Of course it's important!"

Chu Yao sobbed:

"You were clearly dying of illness, but you didn't tell me anything. You pretended to be fine, left a note, and sneaked away."

"And you even ran to a mass grave, you...you..."

Having said this, she paused, took out the loquat, looked up and said nothing.

Her eyes were red and watery:

"Big Brother, I can't live without you. You are all I have left."

Wen Buyu was silent for a while, then took the loquat, reached out to hug her back, and spoke in the same solemn tone as before:

"Don't be afraid, Senior Brother will always be with you."

Chu Yao asked quietly: "Never separate?"

Wen Buyu curved his eyes:

"Never leave each other."

……

Behind a tree not far away.

Xie Chenzhou was half leaning against the tree trunk, looking a little absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Sang Nian followed him and leaned against the tree trunk with him.

Sensing her presence, Xie Chenzhou calmly lowered his sleeves to cover the wound that had not yet fully healed.

"Your senior brother is fine." he said.

Sang Nian hummed and said softly:

"That's also your senior brother."

Xie Chenzhou's eyelids trembled.

"Actually, you are Xie Chenzhou."

Sang Nian crushed a dead branch with his toes and said with his head down:

"You are the Demon Lord that everyone is afraid of, the disciple who once betrayed Xiaoyao Sect."

After a long time, so long that it seemed like ten thousand years had passed, Xie Chenzhou moved his lips, his voice dry:

"You... remember everything?"

"No," she said, "I guessed."

The man in Guixu once mistakenly called him "Xie", and she began to doubt him from that time on.

But when he returned to Lingxiao Sect, Shen Mingchao's attitude towards him was too abnormal.

More importantly, this Taoist friend Yu Du gave her the feeling that he was inexplicably like a person

——The young man who had appeared in her dream.

A homeless puppy drenched by the rain.

Taking all these factors into consideration, it would be difficult for any normal person to guess his true identity.

Sang Nian sighed, and after enduring it again and again, he still couldn't help but complain:

"Besides, which serious medical practitioner relies on bleeding to save people?"

Can such a strong smell of blood be ignored by just turning around and not looking?

She suddenly grabbed his arm, lifted his sleeve, and touched it carefully with her fingertips.

The wound on his wrist had barely healed, leaving behind a hideous raised scar.

The sleeve near the wound was soaked with blood, and her hands were also stained.

"Does your hand still hurt?" she asked. "The wound seems to be quite big."

Xie Chenzhou's voice trembled slightly:

"...You know I'm Xie Chenzhou, but you're not afraid of me?"

Sang Nian: "Now that I think about it, it seems there is nothing to be afraid of - by the way, thank you for saving my elder brother."

Xie Chenzhou gently withdrew his hand, found a handkerchief, lowered his brows and wiped her palm carefully.

"I only save those I want to save." He said, "Even if you weren't here, I would have saved Wen Buyu."

So, don't blame yourself.

Sang Nian suddenly asked him:

"Xie Chenzhou, have you been so nice to me before?"

Xie Chenzhou shook his head: "I'm not good to you."

Sang Nian said to himself:

"Then how did I die? I originally thought you killed me, but Senior Brother said I committed suicide. Could it be that I really didn't want to live anymore?"

Xie Chenzhou froze and didn't respond.

Sang Nian asked him to confirm: "Were we in love before?"

This time, Xie Chenzhou answered quickly:

"Yes."

A gentle smile appeared on his face:

"We have also made an appointment to go to the Far North to see the Aurora together."

Sang Nian's tone was blank:

"I do not remember."

She didn't remember either Aurora or Xie Chenzhou.

same……

She was no longer the Sang Nian who loved him.

How unfair.

Xie Chenzhou's eyes were dark as he carefully gathered the hair from her cheeks to her ears.

"It's okay if you don't remember me, and it's okay if you don't love me anymore."

As long as you are alive, it's good.

Under the tree, the two fell into silence.

It was a cloudy day with no sun and even the wind was chilly.

Sang Nian thought for no reason that his hands were really cold just now.

Like ice.

She had just thought of this when her hands began to move uncontrollably.

The warm palm covered the cold back of the hand, and the warmth passed over little by little, trying to warm the hand.

She seemed to have done this action often before, and she was so skilled at it that it became almost subconscious.

Sang Nian was stunned.

Xie Chenzhou was also stunned.

When she realized what was happening, she was about to pull her hand back, but he subconsciously clenched his hand tightly, with a faint light in his eyes:

"Niannian..."

Sang Nian was a little embarrassed:

"I didn't mean to do that. It's this hand that suddenly stopped responding."

Xie Chenzhou: "You always covered my hands before."

No wonder.

Sang Nian understood, it turned out to be a conditioned reflex.

She thought about it and asked Xie Chenzhou:

"So do you want me to regain my memory?"

The light that had just lit up in Xie Chenzhou's eyes slowly faded away.

He let go of her hand:

"I hope you are happy."

Sang Nian replied seriously:

"Thank you."

Xie Chenzhou said in a stiff tone:

“You always seem to be saying thank you to me.”

Sang Nian was puzzled: "Isn't this good? I'm very polite."

not good.

not good at all.

His head ached slightly, and Xie Chenzhou took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the jealousy that had been surging in his chest since he met Shen Mingchao.

——Although they both suffered from amnesia, she never said these two words to Shen Mingchao.

The word "thank you" sometimes means more than just politeness.

And alienation.