Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

No matter how hard Yi Mu begged Hua Chaochao not to erase his memory, her heart was as hard as a rock and she remained unmoved.

Why won't you forget her?

Hua Chaochao thought that it was because Yi Mu was too young and was so stubborn when it came to his first love experience.

He didn't understand. Life had to go on. She had worked hard to raise him to be more humane. He shouldn't become his old cold self again because of her.

He should enjoy life carefree and happily.

Hua Chaochao leaned over, stretched out her hand and gently covered Yi Mu's cheek. Her fingertips gently wiped away his tears and coaxed him softly, "Yi Mu, be obedient."

Yi Mu's face was already in tears. He clutched the corner of Hua Chaochao's clothes tightly with both hands, sobbing: "I don't want to be obedient, I don't want...Hua Chaochao..."

But in the next moment, the sound stopped abruptly.

Hua Chaochao blocked his mouth.

Three seconds later, their lips parted, "Be good, forget me and live a good life."

After saying this, a powerful force emanated from Hua Chaochao, instantly erasing her existence from everyone's memory.

Then, she pulled back the corner of her clothes that Yi Mu was holding tightly, and her figure disappeared into the void.

After she left, everyone's confused expressions gradually returned to normal.

Yi Mu woke up and found himself kneeling on the ground. He couldn't help but frown slightly, then stood up.

I felt something was wrong with my face again.

I raised my hand and touched it, and sure enough, I felt something wet.

"Am I... crying?" Yi Mu was extremely confused. He tried to think about why he was like this, but his mind went blank.

He looked around and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important, but he couldn't remember where it was.

Yi Mu looked at Qing Ming who was walking towards him and asked blankly: "Master, what happened? Why am I crying?"

"You're crying?" Qing Ming was also surprised. Then he saw the tears on Yi Mu's face. He couldn't help but wonder, "Oh, it's true. Did you cry because you were beaten?"

Yi Mu had a speechless expression, and his eyes seemed to be saying: Do you think this is possible?

Qingming of course thought it was impossible, he was just saying it casually.

Yi Mu might cry because of other things, but never because of being beaten.

"Okay, maybe it's because you haven't shed tears for a long time, and your body wants to vent." Qing Ming said half-jokingly.

Yi Mu frowned and tried hard to search for clues in his mind, but still found nothing.

What happened to him?

Qing Ming didn't dwell on this issue too much. Compared to what happened here, Yi Mu's tears for no reason were really not a big deal.

"Now that Li Qingchi is awake, there is nothing for us to do here. Let's go back."

Having almost lost his life here, Qingming really didn't want to stay in Xuanzhou any longer. He felt that the people in Xuanzhou were a little abnormal.

Yi Mu's brows were still furrowed, but he still replied, "Okay."

Indeed, he no longer had any reason to stay in Xuanzhou.

In Yi Mu's opinion, he came to Xuanzhou just to help Hua Xi.

After saying hello to Hua Xi, Yi Mu followed Qing Ming and left.

……

After recuperating on Lotus Island for a while, Yi Mu returned to Baicheng.

He first had a meal with the Hua family, and then returned to the deserted Yi residence.

Looking at the familiar scene, Yi Mu felt vaguely that something seemed to be missing here.

What's missing...

While thinking, Yi Mu walked to the bar refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, and gulped down a few gulps.

He leaned against the refrigerator, his eyes involuntarily falling on the bar.

Strange, did anything happen to him in this place?

Why does he feel uncomfortable watching this?

And during this period of time... Yi Mu raised his hand to his chest, always feeling depressed.

He must have forgotten something.

But his memory is complete, and there is no memory that seems to be missing.

Yi Mu rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that maybe there was something wrong with his body, especially his heart.

After reaching this conclusion, Yi Mu immediately decided to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

He drove to the hospital and underwent a series of detailed examinations, but the results showed that he was in perfect health and had no heart problems.

Yi Mu felt that this result was both normal and abnormal. He asked the doctor if he might have lost his memory. The doctor told him with certainty that there was no sign of amnesia.

No.

He didn't lose his memory.

On the way back, the doctor's words kept echoing in Yi Mu's mind.

If it wasn't amnesia, then why did he have such a strange feeling?

Yi Mu was absent-minded and unknowingly deviated from the direction of returning to Yi's house and drove to the foot of Wushan Mountain.

Then he was confused again.

How did I end up here?

Although full of confusion, Yi Mu got out of the car and walked towards the mountain.

On the mountain, he saw a dilapidated temple of the God of Wealth.

He stood there quietly, staring at the temple, and suddenly, Yi Mu sneered.

He is laughing at himself.

I clearly don't believe in gods or Buddhas, but the moment I saw this temple, I felt a strange desire in my heart.

It's ridiculous.

Yi Mu turned around and wanted to leave, but the moment he raised his foot, he couldn't help but look back.

Finally, he walked into the temple.

The temple was filled with an old atmosphere. The statues were covered with thick dust and messy spider webs. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

Yi Mu looked up at the statue with a sincere expression and said softly: "Although I don't believe it, I still want to ask, have I forgotten anyone?"

After he finished speaking, there was silence all around him, with only the sound of his own breathing being audible.

Yi Mu couldn't help but laugh at himself again, feeling that he was absolutely ridiculous for expecting a shabby statue to give him the answer.

"How stupid, Yimu."

This time, Yi Mu strode down the mountain with big strides and never looked back.

After returning to the car, Yi Mu did not start the car immediately, but sat quietly in the driver's seat.

He carefully sorted out his recent abnormalities in his mind, and coupled with the fact that he drove here for no reason this time, he was almost certain of one thing -

He has lost his memory.

It was not the usual amnesia caused by brain injury or major stimulation, but the memory of a certain person was completely erased.

“Who on earth did I forget…”

Now, Yi Mu’s only clue is that he had been to the Temple of the God of Wealth with that man.

Following this clue, he began to ask people around him, however, no one knew who he had been there with.

Yi Mu did not give up, and even resigned from his position as island master, just to find the answer wholeheartedly.

But the result is that he has been looking for the answer to this question for his entire life.

Until his death, Yi Mu was unable to find, nor could he remember, who he had forgotten.

……

Hua Chaochao's reclusive life was just as she had imagined, peaceful and comfortable.

Actually it’s not that quiet.

Because she has a dog.

A dog that looks very much like Happy, she named it "Xiaobai".

The white dog is called Xiaobai, which is a simple and rustic name.

Hua Chaochao was very satisfied with the name she chose.

Xiaobai is not as smart as Happy, and he loves to bark. He barks when he is happy, and he barks when he is unhappy. He barks when he is hungry, and he barks when he is full. Hua Chaochao is often given a headache by his noise, and then she "rewards" him by having him shut up for a day.

Once, Hua Chaochao was lying on a rocking chair in the yard, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. Xiaobai was lying at her feet, playing with toys quietly. Because it was in its "reward" period, it couldn't make a sound.

Suddenly, the sound of dogs barking was heard.

Hua Chaochao slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person who came, and said, "Old man, are your hands itchy?"

After hearing this, the Holy Lord of Justice was immediately upset and said, "I came to see you with good intentions, but you scolded me?"

Hua Chaochao sat up and said helplessly: "You shouldn't have untied my grip with such kindness. Didn't you hear it barking?"

When a stranger came, Xiaobai started barking non-stop.

Hua Chaochao cast a spell to calm it down again.

The Holy Judge felt a little guilty, as he had indeed been unable to restrain himself and lifted the "silence order" that Hua Chaochao had imposed on Xiaobai.

Hua Chaochao stood up, walked to the tea table and sat down, and asked, "Did you bring the tea?"

The Holy Lord of Execution: "... you are just thinking about this little tea of ​​mine."

Hua Chaochao said sincerely: "Who made you have the best tea in the whole God Realm?"

The Sage Lord of Execution snorted, "Stop flattering me."

Hua Chaochao lifted the lid of the teapot and signaled to the Holy Judge to throw the tea leaves in.

The Holy Lord of Execution: "...I really owe you."

Although he said this, he still obediently took out a small bag of tea from his sleeve and put it into the teapot.

Since guests are here, there is no reason to make tea for them, so Hua Chaochao did it herself.

While waiting for the tea to be brewed, Xiaobai came running over happily. He seemed to sense that the Holy Judge meant no harm, so he circled around him and rubbed his body against him affectionately.

The Judge reached out and touched its head, and said curiously, "You actually have a pet."

Hua Chaochao kept moving her hands and responded, "It's just a pastime when I'm bored."

The Judge scratched Xiaobai's chin and said while teasing him, "Why don't you find someone to keep you company? Aren't people more fun than dogs? And they live longer."

Hua Chaochao paused for a moment. For some reason, she thought of Yi Mu.

He is indeed more fun than a dog.

"Forget it, it's too clingy."

The Sage Lord of Execution looked at Hua Chaochao with a meaningful look in his eyes: "It seems that you have already looked for her, otherwise how would you know that she would be clingy?"

Hua Chaochao did not comment and moved the freshly brewed tea in front of the Holy Lord of Justice.

The Sage Judge picked up the teacup, took a sip, savored it carefully, and nodded, "Not bad, you have made progress."

I remember the last time I drank the tea she made, the taste was really not good. It was such a waste of good tea leaves.

"I learned this technique specially." I learned it from Song Guwei.

The Sage Lord of Execution raised his eyebrows slightly, "You didn't have this patience before."

The tea ceremony is a subject that requires patience and one needs to calm down to learn it well.

Although Hua Chaochao used to be not impatient, she was also quick-tempered.

Hua Chaochao looked calm, "After going through so much in the human world, my state of mind has naturally changed."

The Sage Lord of Execution nodded in agreement: "Very good. It's always a good idea to be calm."

"Who says it's not?"

Hua Chaochao reached out and gently picked up the teacup, looking at the Holy Judge opposite her. Their eyes met and they smiled knowingly at each other.

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