Chapter 64: Fragments of Memories
The severe pain rushed into my mind, accompanied by fragmented images, which gradually came together to form a coherent segment.
"This child..."
It was a familiar man's voice, and it sounded a lot like my dad.
I wanted to look up, but found that I couldn't control my gaze. My eyes were always fixed on the baby in my arms.
The baby's eyes were open, but he didn't cry, make a fuss, or move. If he wasn't breathing, one would have suspected he was dead.
After a long moment, I heard a sigh escape my lips.
"In that case, I will fight to the death to make sure she lives well. She deserves to have her own life."
The sound came out of my mouth, but it wasn't my own voice, it sounded more like my mother's.
I was a little surprised and didn't know why this happened, but I still remembered that I had inlaid the meteorite on the Miao Dao before.
Based on the sudden pain just now and my current vision, I have a vague guess. Although I don’t know why, I should be seeing a memory from the past through my mother’s vision at this moment.
During this process, I could only watch from the perspective of a bystander and was unable to make any intervention of my own will.
The child in my hand could very well be me.
Looking at myself as a child, a subtle feeling arises spontaneously.
"I" stood up uncontrollably and put the baby on the bed. Then, "I" took out the meteorite from a box, stuffed it into the brocade bag, and put it in the interlayer of the baby's mattress.
My father seemed to be hesitant to speak and said nothing.
The scene flashed and "I" came to another scene.
My calf was suddenly hugged by a child.
"Mother!"
"I" looked down and saw myself as a child, with two pigtails and acting coquettishly.
"Nannan, mom and dad are going to be away for a while. Grandma will come to pick you up in the afternoon. You have to be good."
My mother's voice came out of my mouth again.
I still remember this memory. It was at this time that my mother gave me the toy bear.
Sure enough, the next second "I" took out the teddy bear that I had prepared early in the morning and handed it to the little girl.
"When mom and dad are around, the little bear will accompany you for us. You can hold the little bear to sleep every day."
The little girl took the teddy bear. Although she was still reluctant, she nodded obediently and said, "Then... Mom and Dad, you have to come back soon."
"Okay, if you behave yourself and sleep with the little bear in your arms every day, we will come back early."
After saying that, the two of them left without looking back. Only after they went downstairs did I look towards the window reluctantly.
The memory ends here, and what follows is endless darkness and nothingness.
Until a familiar voice sounded.
"Ji Ling."
"Ji Ling?"
The voice seemed to come from different people, as if several people were calling my name at the same time and then merging together.
"Ji Ling, wake up!"
I opened my eyes suddenly, and the figure in front of me gradually became clear. Jiang Wang's face full of confusion and worry appeared in front of me.
I propped myself up and sat up, giving him a puzzled look.
“I’m…”
"That's what we wanted to ask you. Song Nanxing and I heard a thud downstairs, and when we came up we saw you lying on the ground."
Jiang Wang said, and then asked: "Are you okay?"
By the time he spoke, I had recovered. Seeing some worry in his eyes, I shook my head and said, "It's okay."
"It's good to be young. You can fall asleep as soon as you lie down." Song Nanxing chuckled twice, but his eyes were on the Miao Dao that I was holding tightly in my hand.
Yes, Miao Dao!
I suddenly reacted and subconsciously glanced at the meteorite on the handle of the knife. It was still embedded there, without any abnormality.
"How long have I slept?"
"Not long, maybe less than half an hour." Jiang Wang glanced at the watch in his hand.
I took a long breath, got up from the ground, dusted myself off, and fell back onto the bed.
"Then let me sleep a little longer."
After saying that, I closed my eyes and pretended to be extremely tired.
Seeing me like this, Song Nanxing and Jiang Wang didn't say anything else. They gently closed the bedroom door and left.
After hearing the sound of them coming down the stairs, I opened my eyes again, picked up the Miao Dao, and looked at the meteorite carefully.
Judging from the dream I just had, something was not right with my childhood. A normal baby would not be like that.
I suddenly thought of the dream I had not long ago, and the words of the doctor in the hospital came back to my ears.
"It's so pitiful. He was a vegetable when he was born."
That’s what the two doctors said at the time.
In addition, I also saw a suspicious nurse in my dream, who placed a doll next to my pillow.
For a moment I found it a little funny, with dolls and toy bears, why do these people always put things around me?
At the same time, an extremely aggrieved feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, and my intuition told me that these dreams must have really happened.
This means that my life has been arranged since I was born.
Thinking of this, I suddenly lost all desire to sleep. It was already dawn, and looking at the faint light coming in from outside, I forced myself to close my eyes.
I finally fell into a drowsy sleep. After lying there for about three hours, I really couldn't sleep, so I got up again.
I glanced out the window and saw that it was still dark. Fortunately, there was a small watch beside the bed, and it was still working. It was already noon.
I picked up the knife and carefully examined the meteorite on the handle, trying to pick it off, but for some reason, the two things were stuck together tightly and could not be removed at all.
It is too difficult to find out the truth of the matter based on just two incoherent dreams.
Just then, the bedroom door suddenly rang a few times. It was Song Nanxing knocking on the door outside.
"You didn't sleep, did you?"
What Song Nanxing said was not a question, but a statement.
I raised my eyes and glanced towards the door. It was obvious that he came for the meteorite. After all, this Miao Dao was originally used by Song Nanxing.
It just so happened that I also had a lot of questions to ask him, so I stood up and opened the door.
Seeing me open the door, Song Nanxing knew what I meant and smiled slightly, saying, "It seems we all have questions to ask."
"Sit down." I pointed to the chair next to the dressing table.
After getting my permission, Song Nanxing didn't hesitate and walked straight into the bedroom, pulled out the chair in front of the dressing table and sat down.
"You ask first," I said.
Song Nanxing nodded, glanced at the meteorite on the Miao Dao, and said:
"Your movements yesterday, are related to this?"
I nodded and briefly recounted the memory of what I saw yesterday, and told him about my initial dream about the doll.
After hearing this, Song Nanxing couldn't help but frown.
"Could this cloud-thunder pattern be related to the Apocalypse Sect?"
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