After returning home, Luo Ying lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep.
After finally squinting my eyes and falling asleep for a while, I dreamed that Jiang Xuqing was ordered by the emperor to be tortured to death by slicing for slandering Prince Rong.
He watched helplessly as the executioner used a sharp knife to cut off pieces of his white flesh.
Jiang Xuqing endured the pain and couldn't say a word the whole time. He even died silently.
It cost him a total of three thousand six hundred cuts, and until all his blood was drained out, he never uttered a word or cried out in pain.
Luo Ying opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
His heart ached, tears blurred his vision. The blood in the air filled his eyes. For the first time, he was afraid of seeing blood, especially Jiang Xuqing's blood.
He didn't want Jiang Xuqing to die. But his current situation was all caused by him.
If he had honestly done what Jiang Xuqing said, would he have avoided such a miserable death?
If so, he wouldn’t have to roll on the ground in pain, feeling heartbroken.
Is there really no turning back?
The scene changed, and he returned to the circular platform that he hated the most.
Looking at the white surroundings, he fell into unprecedented anger.
Where is this?
Where is Jiang Xuqing?
Why do they all have a chance to start over, but he can't? Is it because he is not the protagonist and does not deserve to enjoy the protagonist's halo, so he can only watch his lover die?
In a panic, he got off the stage and walked towards the door.
He stumbled, not knowing what to do. Instinctively, he rushed out in anger. The moment he landed, he saw blood everywhere out of the corner of his eye.
Where did the blood come from? Is it Jiang Xuqing’s blood?
Luo Ying's eyes were filled with fear as he walked along the winding blood trail until he reached the end of it. He saw an incredible scene.
The person who had appeared in the dream looked exactly like himself. If he hadn't been wearing Taoist clothes, Luo Ying would have thought they were twins.
The same face, the same body shape. Even the expressions were incredibly similar.
He looked at Luo Ying expressionlessly and said, "You are still so naive, brother."
"Who are you?" Luo Ying stared at him intently, and suddenly remembered some details. He said, "I was dreaming. Jiang Xuqing is not dead, right?"
"Xie Zhiyi, what are you talking about? When did you know Jiang Xuqing? I'm the only one you know."
"Let me out." Damn it, after realizing it was a dream, Luo Ying's chest pain was no longer as severe. He even felt a little ridiculous.
Jiang Xuqing didn't take him seriously, so why should he risk his life for him?
Who is he pretending to be for? For those who laugh at him?
"It's time for you to wake up." Xie Kunning looked at him and sighed. "Why do you all like to deceive yourselves?"
"I don't know the Xie Zhiyi you're talking about. Let me go back!"
What is Xie Zhiyi? He is Luo Ying, a general of the Great Yan Kingdom.
Luo Ying was almost about to push open the door. He remembered that he woke up when he opened the door last time, and he must be right this time too.
The moment he grasped the doorknob, Xie Kunning's voice rang out. "If you don't like him, why would you go to such lengths for him? You're willing to commit suicide to find him. Is this really the true love you're talking about?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Ying turned around and cursed, "Who are you? Get out of here now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Xie Kunning forced a particularly unpleasant smile, suddenly realizing that his memory was distorted. No matter how much he revealed, Xie Zhiyi still wouldn't understand.
"Want to go out?" Xie Kunning waved at him. "Come here, I'll take you away."
Luo Ying didn't know why, but reluctantly believed him. As he slowly approached him, the blood from his fingertips stained his brow.
"What are you doing?" Suddenly, I had a splitting headache, and countless fragmented memories converged into my brain.
He felt like his brain was about to explode, as if there were some unknown things in his mind.
Xie Zhiyi, Xie Kunning, and He Wenxiu...
Tears flowed uncontrollably, and his vision became blurry.
"You're awake." Xie Kunning touched his head and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, I was careless."
One of the conditions for unlocking his memory is to make his mind completely confused. He is just an energy body and does not exist in reality.
In order to make him mentally disturbed, he would have to suffer a huge blow.
Luo Ying has always been strong and determined, and he doesn't have too many emotions even when he experiences love.
Xie Kunning had always believed that this guy would never regain consciousness. In his world, there was no one else but himself. He was as perfect as a dummy, a programmed robot, and everything he did served only the programmed purpose.
When he was completely desperate, he didn't expect that he could still touch and tear off the scars in his heart and restore his long-lost memories.
"Brother." Xie Zhiyi, who had regained his memory, hugged Xie Kunning tightly.
It’s been so many years since we last met.
After He Wenxiu passed away, Xie Kunning followed him and was left alone in the world.
Xie Zhiyi once thought only of gaining freedom. But he forgot that the bird, trapped in a cage for so long, had long since lost its ability to fly. Even if its owner kindly released it, it still couldn't fly.
His blue sky, from beginning to end, was only a small piece of sky inside the birdcage.
Unfortunately, he didn't understand when he was trapped in the birdcage.
It was not until he lost something that he realized what he lacked most.
It turns out that what he lacks most is an unforgettable relationship.
There was once a person who was willing to give everything for him, so he thought that as an equal exchange, he would also be willing to give everything for him.
He is willing to give everything in exchange for a lifetime of peace.
But he forgot that going against the will of heaven requires paying a lot of price, such as his long-forgotten memories and Xie Kunning.
Xie Kunning was willing to be one of the sacrifices just to fulfill his wish to see He Wenxiu again.
Xie Zhiyi hugged him tightly and said, "I want to switch with you, okay?"
"No need. Actually, you've always known that I am you and you are me. I am just the bright side that you associate with your memory. You have imagined countless people in your memory, but the only ones who left a deep impression on you are me and He Wenxiu."
Xie Kunning touched his head and his voice slowed down a lot. A gentle voice can most hurt people's souls. Xie Zhiyi is just like that. He is very soft-hearted and can be deeply moved by just a few words.
"You already have him by your side. You don't need me anymore."
"No." Xie Zhiyi said, "He can't replace your existence. You and I are the only ones in the world who are connected by blood, not him."
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