Chapter 1048: Remember my name
"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's go."
Everyone was silent for a moment, and it was Ning Huanxin who took the initiative to speak, breaking the awkward silence.
"Um."
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Jiang Lixing took a step forward and bent down slightly: "Come up, I'll carry you."
She is still very weak now. Although Jiang Lixing can choose to give his spiritual energy to Ning Huanxin so that she can recover quickly, he would rather let her have a good rest so that he can protect her well.
"oh."
Ning Huanxin nodded, and without hesitation, she put her arms around Jiang Lixing's arms and lay on his back.
His back is still so broad, warm and safe.
At this time, there was still light snow falling from the sky, but not a single snowflake fell on Ning Huanxin.
Two figures walked in front of the crowd.
Perhaps it should be said that the two of them have a special aura when they are together, which can automatically isolate everyone else.
"They are such a perfect match. They look so good together."
As a newly promoted fan girl, Yang Anuan kept muttering to herself behind them. Finally, she took out her cell phone and took many photos of the two people's backs, both horizontally and vertically.
Seeing her boring behavior, Zhang Yuanjian at the side couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you taking a picture of her back?"
"That makes perfect sense, you know what?"
Yang Annuan held her phone with a look of joy on her face: "Sister Huan and I...we have known each other for a long, long time. None of you understand."
That dream ten years ago.
In the dream, there was Ning Huanxin, Jiang Lixing, and... Yang Annuan.
It was a dream that others didn't know about, and also a "past" that others had never experienced. However, Yang Anuan was just like Ning Huanxin, she remembered everything in that dream.
From that time on, she knew that Ning Huanxin and Jiang Lixing were not ordinary people.
them……
Maybe, we don't belong to the same world as me.
Because every time Ning Huanxin was mentioned, his master Bai Yunzi always showed a mysterious, even awe-inspiring expression.
For many years, Yang Anuan could not understand the deeper meaning behind that expression, but now, in a trance, she seemed to understand a little.
…………
The distance from the foot of the mountain to the entrance of the scenic area is actually not very far, and Jiang Lixing carried Ning Huanxin on his back all the way, strolling leisurely, very calmly.
The last time, he carried her up the mountain, surrounded by red leaves.
This time, he was going to carry her down the mountain, in the snow.
Although many people died during the trip to King Wu's Tomb, and Ning Huanxin was injured for the first time and felt the crisis for the first time, she was in a very peaceful mood at this moment.
"I...seem to have remembered it."
Ning Huanxin leaned quietly on Jiang Lixing's back, murmured softly.
"What do you remember?"
Jiang Lixing asked casually in a gentle tone.
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"I remembered... nine years ago, when I was ill. Then..."
Ning Huanxin didn't say anything else. She slowly closed her eyes and subconsciously wrapped her arms around Jiang Lixing's neck.
"It's okay, don't be afraid! You will forget everything soon!"
Nine years ago on the road to the underworld, the man embraced her, who had a terrified face, and whispered gently.
The voice was so gentle, so gentle that Ning Huanxin calmed down instantly.
"I...I want to go home, brother, I want to go home."
She subconsciously grabbed the man's black robe.
The man raised his big hand and held her small hand in his own. His hand was so warm and so safe.
"I'll take you home, but... don't call me brother. I have a name, remember my name."
"My name is... Jiang Lixing!"
(End of this chapter)