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Ji Yuan is very keen on other people's eyes.

He can directly detect what a person is thinking when he looks at him.

Therefore, as soon as he came in, he felt that Mr. Ying's eyes on him were quite different from usual.

He rarely met the old man, the only time was on Ying Shuhuan's birthday.

The old man's eyes fell on him, first shocked, then regretful, and finally calm.

Now, his gaze as he sat on him became cautious and respectful.

One is that he dare not look into his own eyes, and the other is that his body is slightly arched, very humble.

Ji Yuan analyzed in his heart:

It is understandable to be cautious. Mr. Ying is very precious to Shu Huan. I heard that Ying Shuhuan was kidnapped a lot when he was a child. I am an outsider who has divorced Ying Shuhuan in the ward. I have to be cautious. Maybe, Mr. Ying It might still feel weird.

Respect... Although it is not as easy to understand as prudence, it does not prevent Ji Yuan from divergent thinking. Maybe his social status has changed?His son promised to ask me now, so Mr. Ying has some respect for me?

...this is outrageous.

Due to the status of the old man, it is not enough to respect a rookie in business.

But apart from this aspect, Ji Yuan really couldn't think of a more suitable reason.

Or, Mr. Ying also came from time travel?

This is even more ridiculous, but even though it is ridiculous, Ji Yuan's vigilant character still made him a little suspicious.

After all, he is already a traverser in this world, why can't there be a second one?Besides, Mr. Ying's attitude towards him was really strange, so Ji Yuan had to be careful.

As the saying goes, bold assumptions, careful verification.

Only carefulness can make the Wannian ship.

And Mr. Ying also adjusted his state the moment Ji Yuan came in.

Although he already knows Ji Yuan's identity, he still doesn't know whether Ji Yuan is willing to let others know his identity.

What if you don't want to?If I rashly go up to recognize each other, I'm afraid it will cause the opposite effect.

He is also an old general galloping on the battlefield. He once rolled in the officialdom, and his expressions and emotions are well managed.

Even so, as Ji Yuan's subject, the submission and humility revealed in his bones allowed Ji Yuan to catch a little clue.

The two of them just took a look at each other, and they each sensed that something was wrong.

In the room, the dark tide was raging.

Only Ying Shuhuan was unconscious, seeing the yogurt in Ji Yuan's hand and thinking of grandpa's crutches, his calf throbbed slightly.

Ji Yuan said politely: "Master."

Mr. Ying kept his body still and said "um", as if he didn't know how to answer.

Ji Yuan took out the yogurt, then peeled off the straw and inserted it, and handed it to Ying Shuhuan.

Seeing this scene, Old Man Ying's mouth twitched violently. If his eyes could kill, his grandson could already be reincarnated.

This little bunny...

It’s fine to order your majesty to buy yogurt, why do you need a straw for you to eat yogurt now!

In an instant, he blamed Mu Youlan and Xu Xu because they were both used to it!Look what he looks like in bed!

If it was placed in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ying Shuhuan's behavior would undoubtedly bring disaster to the Qi family!

May I ask how many men in the world dare to let the emperor serve others?

This is a crime of disrespect!

Although there is no imperial autocracy in this era...

But that bastard Ying Shuhuan!You shouldn't be so disrespectful to His Majesty!

Ying Shuhuan's yogurt was very difficult to drink, because he always felt that there was a murderous aura coming from his grandfather.

According to his intuition from childhood to adulthood, grandpa's current mood is not very bright.

Seeing that his grandparents and grandson were there, Ji Yuan was also afraid that he would disturb their reminiscence, so he took the initiative: "I'll go first."

Ying Shuhuan couldn't make him leave as soon as he arrived, and quickly tugged at his sleeve: "You can stay a little longer!"

Mr. Ying's crutches were about to move again, he couldn't help it, he blew his beard and stared and said, "Are you missing an arm or a broken leg, do you want someone to take care of you? Speak well! Don't act like a baby!"

Ying Shuhuan was startled, and retracted his hand reflexively, he was sullen: "I didn't act like a baby."

Mr. Ying clenched his back molars tightly, and even his cheeks bulged slightly: "Why are you bothering me!"

Ji Yuan said: "It doesn't matter."

Mr. Ying suddenly felt a sense of fear that he wanted to apologize. He has been in a high position for many years, and he has not been so afraid for a long time.

At this moment, for him to have brought up such a useless grandson, Ji Yuan has been dragged down--in ancient times, he would have confessed his crimes and kowtowed to death in the palace!

"Xiao Huan is really ignorant... He brought you a lot of trouble before..." Mr. Ying felt a little embarrassed.

But Ji Yuan thought it was funny, thinking: It's not a day or two since Ying Shuhuan is ignorant... What, did you realize it today?

Mr. Ying thought again that the two were still married before, and the cold sweat dripped down his back.

It's okay, it's okay to be divorced...

After knowing Ji Yuan's true identity, Mr. Ying dared not let Ying Shuhuan get close to Ji Yuan.

After all, the previous life was just Ying Shuhuan's wishful thinking, and Ji Yuan never...never said anything...

Ji Yuan left after delivering the yogurt.

Ying Shuhuan still wanted to keep him, but the old man glared at him fiercely, so he had no choice but to get discouraged and planned to harass Ji Yuan on WeChat for a while.

As soon as Ji Yuan left, Old Master Ying gave the death order directly, and solemnly warned Ying Shuhuan: "From now on, you are not allowed to pester Ji Yuan."

Ying Shuhuan didn't expect his grandfather to tell him this, and immediately became unhappy: "Why? You were the one who decided to marry him to me back then, why do you go back on your word now?"

Mr. Ying is very serious: "He is not someone you can get."

Ying Shuhuan became angry: "Why not? Why not? What's wrong with me? Or he has more eyes and noses than others, Grandpa, did you come here to tell me this today? Then forget it, you Let's go, or if you break my leg, I won't agree to you. I'm going to pester him. "

Mr. Ying: "It's not allowed now!"

Ying Shuhuan talked back to him: "The legs are on my body, how can you stop me from looking for him?!"

When Mr. Ying heard this scene, his heart trembled violently.

What a similar scene, what a similar dialogue...

In his previous life, his only grandson was also so stubborn, kneeling in the snow in front of the hall, not eating or drinking all day and night.

He told himself that Ji Youqing rebelled, and after killing the third prince, he directly forced the palace, and now he is trapped in the palace without any foreign aid.

He also told himself that he would ask himself to borrow troops to save him.

He remembered that the young King Qi was very disappointed with his son, and the young man's father told him that you had brought Ji Youqing back from the cliff valley, you have already achieved this step, you have done everything you can!Why go to the muddy water again?For Ji Youqing to force Emperor Gong Baozong now, that is treason, that is treason!You borrow soldiers to help him, how do you let the people of Prince Qi's mansion deal with themselves?How do you let the people evaluate our palace? Do you want the reputation of the Qi family? Are you going to be a rebel with Ji Youqing?

The old man remembered the broken hope in the young man's eyes, and the blood that flowed from his knees in the snow. The young man didn't know what to do. He couldn't convince his father, so he could only tell the old man repeatedly that the Fu family had collapsed, except us. No one is willing to lend soldiers to Ji Youqing, he will die...

He read it one by one, as if he was reading it to him, but also as if he was reading it to himself: He will die, grandpa.

Mr. Ying closed his eyes, suddenly, he couldn't say anything.

His throat was choked up, and finally he was so angry that he left a sentence: "Whatever you want!"

Not long after Ji Yuan came out of the hospital, Ying Shuhuan's "illness" automatically healed.

He first received the message from Ying Shuhuan, and then saw the trending searches on Weibo, saying that Ying Shuhuan had been discharged from the hospital and there was nothing serious about it.

Ying Shuhuan said that he would take a rest for a while, but it was not a rest, but spent all his time pestering Ji Yuan.

Because of his hospitalization, his birthday was postponed to December [-]th, which happened to coincide with his real birthday.

There are also many old fans among the fans who know Ying Shuhuan's real birthday, so they take this birthday concert very seriously.

Ying Shuhuan has asked Ji Yuan several times if he wants to come to his concert. Ji Yuan refused at first because there are too many fans in the concert. He and Ying Shuhuan were on the hot search because of the scandal, and now they go to his concert again Yes, isn't that rushing to deliver materials to the media?

But Ying Shuhuan couldn't resist pestering him, and within a few days, Ji Yuan's heart softened.

Before he went to the concert, he also signed up to learn how to drive, and he has been taking the subject one test on his mobile phone for the past few days.

Ji Yuan found that it is really inconvenient to travel without a car in this era.

He can't bother the assistant and the driver in the middle of the night.

In addition, Ji Yuan took the initiative to contact Jiang Yingyue and asked him to make an appointment with a psychiatrist for him.

The boss's matter is naturally the most important thing. Jiang Yingyue quickly contacted a psychologist. She is very famous in the world and just returned to China this month.

Ordinary people usually can't make an appointment, Jiang Yingyue had to pass at least three friends before asking a psychiatrist to treat Ji Yuan.

The first meeting was arranged near Ji Yuan's community, not far from home, so Ji Yuan's psychology would not be fortified.

When Ji Yuan saw this teacher, she was a woman over half a century old, with a very gentle personality and a very gentle voice, which made Ji Yuan let go of his vigilance the first time he saw her.

The psychiatrist's surname is Lian, and Ji Yuan calls her Professor Lian.

Talking with Professor Lian made Ji Yuan feel more relaxed than ever.

Professor Lian seldom speaks by herself, most of the time, she listens to Ji Yuan's voice.

Coincidentally, Ji Yuan is also a man of few words. After he started, he has no desire to continue. Even the professor can feel that the young man in front of him has a very thick heart, and it is difficult for ordinary people to completely open his heart. heart.

He has an extremely wonderful and heavy past, which can be seen from his conversation and temperament.

His gaze is firm, his willpower is very strong, and he may have been injured before...

Professor Lian came to a conclusion in an instant, Ji Yuan may have been to the battlefield?

She has done free psychological counseling for veterans on the battlefield, and she has seen such temperament in countless soldiers.

However, I heard that Ji Yuan works in the entertainment industry and is an entertainer.

Such a contradictory result made Professor Lian slightly surprised. At the same time, she also became curious about Ji Yuan's past.

If she is asked to take the initiative to trace Ji Yuan's past—she dares to swear by her professional qualification certificate, she has rich experience, and she can't guarantee that she can completely open Ji Yuan's heart.

Fortunately, Ji Yuan took the initiative to find her.

This shows that the patient is willing to cooperate with the treatment. As long as Ji Yuan is willing, under the comfort of Professor Lian, he will heal his wound little by little.

Even the professor can guarantee this.

After the two briefly introduced themselves, they gave each other an impression of each other.

When Professor Lian was observing Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan was also observing Professor Lian quietly.

This is his habit. When he was the emperor in his previous life, he would often observe the ministers so as to obtain information that was beneficial to him.

Ji Yuan cut to the chase and said to Professor Lian, "I've lost part of my memory."

Professor Lian nodded and asked gently, "Can you tell me more specifically?"

Ji Yuan nodded: "I have been attacked some times, and some drugs caused me to lose my memory. But it's not that I forgot everything, just a part of it."

Professor Lian explained: "Maybe it's traumatic amnesia. If you don't mind, would you like to tell us why you lost your memory? Or, would you like to tell us about your past?"

At this moment, Ji Yuan was silent.

Professor Lian waited quietly, she didn't seem to worry that Ji Yuan would not say anything.

Of course, if Ji Yuan really doesn't say anything, she is not in a hurry, she will wait for the next opportunity to talk with Ji Yuan, she is sure that this young man will say it sooner or later.

Ji Yuan leaned back slightly, finding a comfortable position.

Professor Lian judged in his heart: This represents a very long memory... because he found a comfortable posture he likes, and it seems that it will not change in the short term...

Ji Yuan said: "Because of some special reasons, I can't tell you all the memories of the past, but I can tell you a story."

Professor Lian expressed his understanding that this is the customer's right.

Moreover, she has also come into contact with similar patients before, even commercial espionage. Because many confidential documents are involved, they usually choose to use storytelling methods to hide some key content, but the psychologist can grasp the key points. , thereby instructing them.

There are all kinds of stories, metaphorical fairy tales, fairy tales, ancient stories...

Too much.

The story Ji Yuan told is not long, and it can be seen that he has no talent for storytelling.

He said bluntly: "I was wounded in a war. I was caught in an ambush. My comrades were killed and wounded, and my family members were also killed in this ambush. In the end, only one team survived. In order to protect I died one after another under the sword of the enemy. Among them was my most loyal subordinate. Before he died, he told me that he and my sister were in love with each other, but he said that he hoped that I would go back and tell my sister, Don't wait for him in this lifetime."

Professor Lian's heart trembled slightly.

Ji Yuan spoke very calmly, as if telling a story about a stranger.

"It's a long way home, I can't take their bodies with me, and I know that I'm about to die. Even if I don't die, I don't have the face to face my sister. But I still go back to my It was only in my hometown that I realized that my country had abandoned me."

"My half-brother took away my sister's innocence, and my brother was persecuted and put into a sky prison, where he was ordered to be executed. At that time, all I could think about was revenge, and I would kill him as soon as I woke up. I killed my half-brother and dragged his body to the palace, I forced my father to abdicate, and asked him to give my adoptive parents justice."

"This behavior, in ancient times, was called seeking to usurp the throne. I became a traitor, just as the prophecy said."

Professor Lian roughly understood that Ji Yuan used many metaphors, but she knew that this was probably a grievance between wealthy families.

Several lives were also involved.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly calmed down. After all, she had come into contact with many wealthy families and seen many big scenes.

Human life, in this peaceful age, is sometimes worthless.

Professor Lian's voice was gentle: "Your thinking is very coherent, you are organized and remember everything. So, what is your lost memory?"

Ji Yuan's eyes were a little dazed: "I don't remember how I walked back to my hometown."

Yes……

The death of Qiu Lin almost broke the last straw in Ji Yuan's heart.

He took off the sachet from Qiu Lin's body and staggered forward in the heavy rain. He was no longer rational. Ji Yuan wanted to cry loudly, but it would only waste more of his physical strength and his rationality. He couldn't even let him cry for his master, mistress, and good friend after they died!

The sachet in his hand was stained red by Qiu Lin's blood. The smell of blood was mixed with a faint fragrance of daughter, which was A Yuan's favorite incense in the tent. lost her sweetheart.

Ji Yuan was so desperate that he hit the ground and rolled down the slope.

In the heavy rain, he thought desperately: Why is he still alive, why is he not the one who died...

He closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

but no.

Since then, he lost his sanity and his memory disappeared.

When I woke up again, I had already returned to Chang'an.

Ji Yuan didn't believe that he could walk back to Chang'an by instinct.

But the situation at that time was already out of his control. He heard about A Yuan's end when he returned to Chang'an. The girl's tragic experience burned his last trace of reason.

The sachet in his hand turned into a sharp thorn. At his third brother's wedding ceremony, Ji Yuan, dressed in filial piety, rode a horse and stopped on Chang'an Avenue.

He is a filial dress worn for the master and wife.

It was also a filial dress for his half-brother!

Professor Lian pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps someone took you back."

Ji Yuan shook his head: "Except for my brother, no one remembers me anymore."

When Cliff Valley was killed, Fu Luo escaped because he was recalled to Chang'an.

If someone can really bring him back from the ghost gate in the Cliff Valley, there is probably only one brother in this world.

Professor Lian said, "Can I ask a few questions? If you don't want to answer, you can refuse me."

Ji Yuan nodded.

Professor Lian said: "After listening to the story you told, I have some doubts. When you were ambushed by the enemy, all of you were wiped out, but you escaped death and returned to your hometown, and you don't know how you got back, right? "

Ji Yuan acquiesced.

Professor Lian said, "When you woke up from your hometown, did you have your wounds bandaged?"

Ji Yuan recalled briefly, but found that this piece of memory was shrouded in gray fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.But he remembered that when he went to assassinate the third brother later, he still had enough strength, which meant that the wound on his body had healed.

Ji Yuan frowned.

Professor Lian didn't dare to ask too deeply, so he raised the last doubt: "After you killed your brother, you took him all the way to the palace. You called it treason. I don't read many history books. But I also know that the palace is heavily guarded, you were seriously injured and went in alone, forcing your father to step aside, so at this point, is there no one to stop you?"

Ji Yuan said: "There are 2000 Imperial Guards."

He killed countless imperial guards until his eyes were red and he lost his sanity.

Professor Lian was a little puzzled, and said: "Two thousand imperial guards, I can think so, they must be elite soldiers in the palace, right. Then can I ask, do you really think that you did it by yourself? "

Ji Yuan paused, and said hesitantly: "Brother saved me."

Professor Lian motioned for him to continue talking.

But Ji Yuan's tone was not very sure: "Brother... saved me. He... borrowed soldiers and horses... saved me."

In his vague memory, Ji Yuan saw soldiers and horses in the palace, they were there to save him.

Apart from Senior Brother, who else in Chang'an City is willing to hook up with a rebellious official and traitor at this time?

Seeing that his thoughts were a little confused, Professor Lian knew that she couldn't ask anymore, so she quickly said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who saved you, at least we know that your memory at this time is also fuzzy, right?"

Ji Yuan closed his eyes, sighed, and then opened them.

Back from the Cliff Valley, he was seriously injured and had a persistent high fever. The rebellious things he did were only based on hatred, so there was no reason and logic to speak of.

He was red-eyed and hated the emperor.

Professor Lian saw that an hour had passed, and said with a smile: "The time has come, but I like you very much, sorry, I may be a bit straightforward when I say this. You are the most special boy I have ever met. If you can, I beg you to talk to me more."

Ji Yuan smiled: "I am very happy, Professor Lian."

His phone started vibrating crazily.

Professor Lian said helplessly, "I'm afraid, your girlfriend is not very happy, am I right?"

Ji Yuan froze for a moment, didn't speak, didn't admit it--nor deny it.

It was Ying Shuhuan who frantically sent him messages. Tomorrow is his birthday. He wanted Ji Yuan to come and see his rehearsal, but he couldn't get through to his phone for a long time.

Ji Yuan had no choice but to send him his address, and Ying Shuhuan said that he could drive here in 15 minutes. Ji Yuan complained silently in his heart: Come in 10 minutes, do you think you came here with a rocket?

Professor Lian regretted: "Then next time we have a chance, we can continue to chat and talk about your story."

Ji Yuan has said enough today, he has never said these things to anyone - when he just crossed over, he was even afraid of these memories.

So the development of the times is still beneficial, and there is even a profession that specializes in listening to people's bitterness?And after signing the confidentiality agreement, he can say whatever he wants, the more famous the psychiatrist is, the stricter his mouth will be, and Ji Yuan doesn't have to worry about these things being known.

The feeling of speaking freely was better than he imagined.

Even good ones gave him an illusion that he could face the past calmly.

However, remembering too much at once made Ji Yuan's mood fluctuate greatly. He was a little tired, and the specific manifestation was that he was physically exhausted and missed the bed and milk at home.

And the glasses on the bedside table.

In winter, the atmosphere on the main road is chilling. Pedestrians are wrapped in down jackets and walk hurriedly with their heads down, looking for the next shopping mall with floor heating.

Ji Yuan wears a lot of clothes. When winter comes, he is determined to wrap himself into a ball. There is also a comparison between him and Ying Shuhuan on Weibo. Because they are friends, the comparison is particularly tragic. Circled, passers-by thought it was bizarre that these two could be friends.

The picture on the left is Ji Yuanli’s three-layer outer layer, cotton trousers and velvet Martin boots, his palm-sized face is directly buried in the scarf, and only a pair of eyes can be seen in winter—he sometimes wears a hat.The symbol is the thermos cup presented by the "Jianjing City Public Security Bureau First Prize for Justice and Bravery" that is always held in the hand. The tea brewed in it is different every day.

The picture on the right is Ying Shuhuan’s winter two-piece suit, a low-neck sweater and a windbreaker—sometimes the windbreaker turns into a knitted sweater, ripped jeans and sneakers, in short, wear whatever you want, always holding his game console in his hand.

This group of pictures has also been hotly searched.

Ji Yuan rubbed his cheeks, just wrapped the scarf when he saw a high-profile Phantom parked on the side of the road.

I'm afraid that others will not know that there is a young master here.

Ying Shuhuan was not in the car, he held the sweet potato in one hand, and waved desperately at Ji Yuan with the other.

In the chilling winter, Ying Shuhuan's liveliness is very valuable, and even makes Ji Yuan have the illusion that spring is coming soon.

Ying Shuhuan stepped on the sidewalk and crossed the road, and stuffed the sweet potato into his arms, "I bought it for ten yuan."

Ji Yuan: ...

"Two for five dollars, you've been ripped off."

How did Ying Shuhuan know that two sweet potatoes can be bought for five yuan!He just found out that this thing was baked in a tin bucket!

——He usually only saw sweet potatoes peeled and cut into pieces.

Maybe the boss saw him driving a luxury car, chose a huge one for him on purpose, and sold him ten yuan.

Ji Yuan was a little hungry, so he took a bite, biting it urgently, and there was a little black ash on the corner of his mouth.

When the hot sweet potato arrived in his stomach, Ji Yuan's mood also improved, to be precise, he became better when he saw Ying Shuhuan.

He thinks that Ying Shuhuan has a valuable quality, that is: idiot.

Because his emotional intelligence is not enough, he thinks too much, and his family raised him delicately, causing his world to be black and white, always innocent and lively, like a princess living in a fairy tale world.

Such a person has one advantage, being with him will lower your wisdom.

Once the IQ is lowered, there are not many things to think about, and people will be happy if they don't think too much.

Although Ji Yuan knew that this was an extremely dangerous thing, when he was with Ying Shuhuan, he really didn't have to think about anything that required him to think.

Because Ying Shuhuan's brain is very simple, his problems are also very simple, he only discusses irrelevant and cute things with Ji Yuan.

Ying Shuhuan will feel that the clouds in the sky are like cotton candy, the flowers are saying thank you when they bend over, the cars will discuss their owners when they stop, the sun is going down the steps, and the snow is the sister of the raindrops.

Ji Yuan caught a snowflake with his hands, and Ying Shuhuan said, "It snows every year on my birthday, and last year it also fell."

He turned his head and saw that when Ji Yuan was eating sweet potatoes, he accidentally got a little dust on the corner of his mouth.

Ying Shuhuan wanted to reach out to help him erase it, but he was afraid that he had done too much. After the previous lesson, Ying Shuhuan did not dare to blatantly pursue Ji Yuan. Now he is going to secretly pursue Ji Yuan.

So, he stretched out his finger to the corner of his mouth,

Ji Yuan looked at him suspiciously, and Ying Shuhuan said, "You got something on here."

Ji Yuan touched it subconsciously, and finally wiped the dust away, as if growing a mustache, Ying Shuhuan laughed unceremoniously.

"You look like a little old man!" Ying Shuhuan said without EQ.

Ji Yuan was a little angry, and he didn't know where this childish anger came from. Maybe when he was with Ying Shuhuan, he would become mentally handicapped.

He loves beauty very much, and he is also very particular about it. In his previous life, when he was marching and fighting, Ji Yuan would insist on washing his face and bathing every day when conditions allowed.

Ji Yuan wiped a little dust from the sweet potato skin, wiped it hard on Ying Shuhuan's face, and said mockingly, "You are also a little old man now."

Ying Shuhuan said: "That's the best, it means that when you become a little old man, I will be by your side." The more he said, the more outrageous: "At that time, you will die before me."

Ji Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Why should I die before you?"

Ying Shuhuan tossed the coin in his hand and said, "Because those who survive will be very sad, I don't want you to be sad."

Ji Yuan didn't expect this answer, and felt slightly sour in his heart.

The sourness slowly spread, causing his temples to ache slightly.

It seems that there is also a person in memory who said the same thing to him.

Unfortunately, he did die before him.

Ying Shuhuan changed the subject and said, "You must come to my concert tomorrow, I have reserved the best seat for you."

Ji Yuan was still immersed in inexplicable sadness. He stopped and walked, remembering the sourness in his heart, and suddenly asked: "Ying Shuhuan, are you chasing me now?"

Ying Shuhuan paused and looked back at him with disbelief.

It was the first time that Ji Yuan felt lonely in winter. Under Ying Shuhuan's gaze, he slowly said: "If not, you can start chasing now."