Chapter 121 It’s Hua Ye’s Turn
When leaving, Zhang Qiling was still carrying Sang Mo on his back.
[Alas, I am not such a delicate person, but I am afraid of being a hindrance, so I have no choice but to let him carry a blind man like me. 】
What excuse should I find to leave after I get out? 】
[Otherwise, when I can see again, I will have to think of a reasonable explanation. It’s so annoying. I can’t think of an explanation no matter how hard I rack my brains. 】
[Tongzi, come and help me think of a reason.] 】
[Host, explanation is covering up. You said your origins are unknown and there is no need to cover it up. 】
Sang Mo tilted his head and rested it on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, [Did I say that? Wouldn't that make people suspicious or even take advantage of you? 】
[You will be doubted anyway if you explain, so there is no need to rack your brains. Didn’t we agree to just give up? 】
[That's not right, Tongzi, since I have lost my memory, you should be urging me to work hard on the mission. Why are you still so relaxed and at ease? 】
[Amnesia does not mean that you will never remember anything. One day the host will remember some memories. I will not deliberately conceal or deceive the host. I don’t want to torture the host and I for the last time. 】
[Tongzi just hopes that even though we didn’t get together well, we can still part ways well. 】
Sang Mo seemed to be thinking about something, and he said subconsciously: [It’s not that we can’t get together, it’s that we can part ways amicably. 】
[Host, don’t you blame me?] 】
[If I blamed you, I wouldn’t call you Tongzi, right? 】
[It seems to be the case?] In fact, I have always known that the host has never blamed me. Although he often complained and ridiculed me viciously, I also learned a lot from it. 】
[Maybe I have to admit that it's because I'm a loser and it has nothing to do with the host. 】
[How do I start self-examination out of the blue?] 】
[Don't be discouraged, we are fine like this. 】
Zhang Qiling, who listened to the entire conversation, said, "......"
He really didn't know what to say. Before, it was the system that spurred Sang Mo, but now it was Sang Mo who comforted the system.
A dramatic reversal that makes people laugh and cry.
In fact, this long road was not too lonely with their conversation. Zhang Qiling pushed Sang Mo up again and tightened the hand holding Sang Mo's knee.
He also thought this was fine.
We don't need to be together, but it's better than being together.
At least this moment belongs to him and Sang Mo, even though he might forget it in the future.
He said softly in his heart: I like you, Sang Mo.
...
Outside the bronze door, Hei Xia Zi was squatting on a stone pier with a bonfire burning in front of him. On top of the bonfire, there was an iron pot cooking a pot of hodgepodge.
He thought that it would take a few days for the mute and Sang Mo to come out, so he went to the sentry post to get some things and then returned to guard the gate.
The food in the pot was almost ready. Hei Xia Zi lit a cigarette and waited for the food to cook. The green smoke filled the edge of his pure black sunglasses, and he began to think about a problem.
If Sang Mo lost his memory after entering the bronze door, who would he remember this time?
In fact, he had a premonition that Sang Mo would lose his memory, but he could not and would not stop Sang Mo from entering the bronze door.
Since Sang Mo wants to complete the task this time, he must not let the system punish him.
He has already made up his mind that the next time he is on a mission, he will definitely -
Snap~
A slight strange noise interrupted his thoughts, followed by a dull roar that rubbed against the ground.
Hei Xia Zi slowly stood up and looked at the bronze door that was gradually opening. It was several days earlier than expected!
The mute and Sang Mo came out.
He watched a figure walk out of the bronze door slowly, with someone on his back.
Hei Xia Zi's heart tightened. He jumped off the stone pier and walked over. Zhang Qiling also walked over.
The two met halfway. Zhang Qiling raised his eyelids and looked at the blind man opposite him, saying, "Blind."
Hei Xia Zi waited for a while but received no response. However, when they looked at each other, he could clearly see the complexity in the mute's eyes.
Sang Mo is blind.
And I lost my memory again.
The prediction came true. Hei Xia Zi was not surprised at all, but he felt very sorry for Sang Mo's blindness.
He grinned, trying to squeeze out a habitual arc, but it seemed a little stiff, and said: "Dumb, come out, just in time my pot of food is almost cooked."
"Let's rest here for a while, and then we'll set off after dinner."
Zhang Qiling nodded and continued to walk forward. Hei Xiazi turned his back and waited until Zhang Qiling came over before he took a step forward. He asked Sang Mo, who was resting his head on the mute's shoulder with his eyes open, "Are you hungry?"
Sang Mo didn't react much, thinking that the person who was talking was talking to Zhang Qiling.
Zhang Qiling didn't say anything. Hei Xiazi didn't feel embarrassed at all. He asked again: "Sang Mo, are you hungry?"
Sang Mo finally reacted. He looked in the direction of the voice and stared at Hei Xia Zi with his lifeless eyes. "Zhang Qiling, who is he?"
"Someone who knows me?"
"Your companion? A tomb robber too?"
Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and said, "The blind man in the south is dumb in the north. He is the blind man in the south."
Sang Mo suddenly said, "Nice to meet you, Nan Xia. Unfortunately, I am also blind now."
Hei Xiazi's heart suddenly choked, "......"
He just felt that all the words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it unless he spit it out.
The boomerang hit his face again, causing pain and bleeding.
Hei Xia Zi could only squeeze out a syllable "hmm", and then kept silent. He was as silent as a statue, and then he lit a cigarette and started smoking.
The potpourri in the pot was bubbling and bubbling, with the occasional crackle of the wood fire.
Zhang Qiling put Sang Mo down and said to him, "The stone pillar is at your feet."
Sang Mo slowly bent down and groped around. After he touched the stone pillar, he turned sideways and sat down. He smelled the fragrance in the air, as well as the smell of nicotine.
He subconsciously took out his cigarettes, pulled out one and put it to his lips. Hei Xiazi was quick to come over with a lighter and used his hand to block the wind.
But Sang Mo couldn't see it.
He only felt that there was something in front of him, and there was a person with a strange but familiar aura coming next to him.
The flame on the lighter was lighting the cigarette, but Sang Mo didn't take a puff to make the cigarette burn faster. Hei Xiazi reminded him, "Take a puff and the cigarette will light up."
Hearing this, Sang Mo took a breath, and the smoke entered his mouth and throat. He instinctively began to inhale and exhale, letting the smoke come out of his nasal cavity, and the remaining smoke in his mouth was also inhaled and exhaled.
[I must have been a heavy smoker before I lost my memory. After I lost my memory, I didn’t even remember that I smoked. 】
[What’s even stranger is that I don’t have any memory of me smoking. 】
[Because you started smoking as a meal during the sixth time, and Xie Yuchen hates the smell of cigarettes. 】
After hearing this, Hei Xiazi said, "......"
Before setting out for Genting Palace, he told Huaer Ye that it would be the blind people who would laugh at him in the future. Unexpectedly, Sang Mo, who had lost his memory again, only remembered Jie Yuchen.
Sure enough, heaven will not let anyone off.
This time it's Huaerye's turn.
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