Hua Xiangwan was stunned when she heard Xie Changji's words.

After Xie Changji said this, seeing that she didn't say anything, he slowly calmed down. Fear and embarrassment surged up at him. He lowered his head as if he had made a mistake and didn't dare to look at Hua Xiangwan.

The two of them were silent for a long time before he asked stiffly, "Are you cold?"

Hua Xiangwan didn't reply, so Xie Changji picked her up, carried her across the room, and put her on the bed.

He covered her with the quilt, and when he looked up he saw her somewhat nervous eyes.

He felt a little upset. In the past six months, she had never been so wary of him. But he also knew that it was his fault, so he controlled his emotions, lowered his eyes, and comforted her in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything."

As he spoke, he looked to the side, his hands holding the quilt as if trying to restrain himself: "I know, you are my sister, don't worry."

Hua Xiangwan: “…”

His words interrupted her train of thought. She felt mixed emotions and didn't know whether she should feel guilty for telling the lie or be glad that she told the lie.

Xie Changji saw that she had a complicated expression and looked a little hurt, so he bent down to tuck in the quilt for her, removed the spell that had immobilized her, and sat down on the ground leaning against the bed.

I don’t know how to face Hua Xiangwan.

Although Hua Xiangwan was freed from the curse, she still lay motionless on the bed.

She stared at the bed curtains, completely stunned.

She had waited for him to say these words for three years, but she had never heard them until she jumped from the boundary between life and death.

Now that she suddenly heard it, she actually felt it was a little unreal.

She thought for a long time before turning to look at Xie Changji's back: "What do you like about me?"

"I have no idea."

Xie Changji said in a steady voice: "But from the first moment I saw you, I knew that you meant a lot to me."

This made Hua Xiangwan curious. She couldn't help but wrap herself in the quilt and lean forward: "Do you remember what happened in the past?"

“I don’t remember.”

Xie Changji was very sure. Hua Xiangwan nodded and was about to say something when she heard Xie Changji: "But I will have dreams."

"What are you dreaming about?"

"Sometimes I dream of myself meditating alone in the vast snow. Sometimes I dream of many evil spirits blocking my way and wondering what I am looking for. Sometimes I dream of you falling from a place and many evil spirits tearing you into pieces... The most common dream is that you are in front of me and no matter how hard I chase you, I can't catch up. Even if I catch up, you will break into pieces at the first touch."

Xie Changji's voice was very faint, with a kind of sadness that a young man shouldn't have: "The more I dream, the more real it seems. I get scared even when I look at you in the daytime."

"What are you afraid of?"

Hua Xiangwan held her chin up, feeling a little strange. Xie Changji turned to look at her, his eyes a little dazed: "Fearing you is just a dream."

"What if I am a dream?"

It is very interesting to talk to Xie Changji like this.

It feels like he is not Xie Changji. Xie Changji would not speak like this, nor should he have such a fragile heart. But for some reason, every word he says makes people feel that this is Xie Changji.

"If you are a dream," Xie Changji said with a look of uncontrollable despair, forcing a smile, "I don't know when you will break again."

"This road has no end," Xie Changji didn't dare to look at her, turning his head and muttering, "I can't live, I can't die, I can't pray, I can't hate...but what did I do wrong?" He looked at the endless night, "Do I have to suffer the torture of this hell?"

Throughout his life, he never let down his sect, his relatives and friends, Yunlai, or all living beings.

The only thing Hua Xiangwan had ever let down was that she didn't respond to the words "I like" in time.

What did he do wrong to deserve the death of all his relatives and friends, to lose his loved ones forever, to be in purgatory and unable to be reborn?

When this thought came to him, he was a little confused.

He didn't know why he had this thought. What did it mean to not let down the clouds, not let down the living things, but only let down the flowers in the evening?

What does it mean to not respond to the sentence "I like" in time?

He stared blankly into the darkness.

Hua Xiangwan looked at his profile. She didn't understand what he said, but somehow she seemed to understand.

When he was only eighteen, he lost his teacher and friends. All his bloodlines were cut off, and he was the only one left alive.

In the past, she always thought that Xie Changji, who practiced the Heart-Searching Sword and had no love or hate, might not be in much pain. But now, seeing his true emotions after losing his memory, she realized that he was actually a human being.

Just like what Xie Wushuang said at the beginning——

No one can become the Way of Heaven, not even Xie Changji.

It's just that no one has ever taught him how to express his emotions, so naturally all his emotions are suppressed.

This might be the reason why he could not ascend to heaven even though he became the number one person so early on, and even became a great hero who slaughtered an entire world and solved the problems of the world of life and death for so many years.

She looked at him and said softly, "You did nothing wrong."

Xie Changji turned around and looked at her in confusion. Hua Xiangwan smiled and said, "You have done everything well, but the heaven has given you a great responsibility. Maybe it wants to give you too much, so now you have to go through hardships. It is not easy to seek the truth, Xie Changji," Hua Xiangwan pointed upwards, "when you comprehend the truth, you will understand that the suffering you endure today will be compensated in the future."

"But I don't want to ask for the future."

Xie Changji looked into her clear eyes calmly: "I only want today."

As he spoke, he slowly reached out his hand and tucked the hair beside Hua Xiangwan's cheek behind her ear, then raised his eyes to look at her: "And sister, you are my present."

Hua Xiangwan was speechless after hearing this.

Xie Changji lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake, and turned his head away: "You go to sleep, I'll sit here, next to you, I won't feel that bad."

As he spoke, he leaned against the bed, bent one leg, placed his hands on his knee, and closed his eyes.

Hua Xiangwan thought about it and lay back on the bed.

Now Xie Changji said he liked her, she was surprised, but it was not difficult to accept.

He has no memories, no constraints from the Sword of Conscience, and no responsibilities or burdens from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He was only seventeen years old, and the first person he saw when he woke up was her. They had been together in the secret place for half a year, and she had taught him everything. It didn't seem strange that he had developed an extreme dependence on her, which then turned into exclusivity and love for her.

But will this liking affect anything?

Anyway, we will forget it eventually. The shallow love of youth is just a shallow scratch on the trajectory of life.

When he gets out and becomes the master of the Sword of Conscience who has practiced it for two hundred years, everything will return to normal.

She slowly calmed down and felt her agitated heart calm down again.

She turned over and stared at the bed curtains.

Behind me was the sound of Xie Changji's breathing.

She knew that he must be feeling bad at this moment, just like when she and Xie Changji confessed their love and were rejected. She pretended to be calm every time, but her heart was so sad that she wanted to cry.

When she thought of that feeling, she felt inexplicably uneasy. She thought about it in bed for a while, and figured that if Xie Changji recovered his memory and still couldn't control himself at the age of 200, then that was his own incompetence, and she wouldn't care about him.

But now he is just a child. Don't get hung up on this matter and hurt your moral integrity.

She hesitated for a moment before she whispered, "Don't worry, he'll be gone soon."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changji paused.

They all knew who this "he" was.

Hua Xiangwan looked at the bed curtains and said in a calm voice, "There are some things you don't know, but I promise you, he has nothing to do with me here."

After all, he had been gone for many years.

After saying this, Hua Xiangwan felt that she had said everything she needed to say and she had nothing to feel sorry for him.

She closed her eyes and decided to ignore him. However, just as she finished her words, a cool breeze suddenly blew from behind. She had no time to react before someone suddenly hugged her through the quilt.

"you……"

"I knew it," Xie Changji's cold voice was accompanied by a hint of laughter, and it echoed softly behind her, "Sister is the best to me."

"Go down!"

Hua Xiangwan couldn't help but kick Xie Changji, who was not used to him acting like a spoiled child. However, Xie Changji just smiled.

He laughed, his voice a little hoarse, as if someone was gently touching his heart with a feather.

Hua Xiangwan was about to kick her again when he suddenly kissed her forehead lightly and jumped off the bed.

"Sister, I'm going to leave now."

As he said this, he lowered the bed curtain for her, turned around and walked out.

Hua Xiangwan sat on the bed in a daze. She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her forehead. After a moment, she realized something.

She seemed to be teased by this young man?!

She was speechless for a moment and comforted herself several times.

Just get out.

Forget about it when you go out.

It's normal to go out and thank Changji! !

Thinking of this, she felt that she saw hope. She pulled the quilt over herself and lay back down.

I slept until dawn, and when I woke up the next day, I saw Shen Yichen, Xie Changji and Hu Mian busy in the yard.

Hearing the sound of Hua Xiangwan opening the door, Xie Changji quickly raised his head and walked over to her in two steps, with a hint of joy in his tone: "Sister, I cooked porridge and prepared noodles. What do you want to eat?"

Hua Xiangwan was a little confused. She glanced at the harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard and was puzzled as to how Xie Changji could be so close to Shen Yichen today when he was so noisy last night.

Seeing Hua Xiangwan remained silent, Xie Changji called out, "Sister?"

"Oh," Hua Xiangwan came back to her senses and said, "Have some porridge."

"Okay, I'll go get the porridge. You go to the restaurant and wait for me."

With that, Xie Changji went to the kitchen.

Hua Xiangwan glanced inconspicuously at the medicinal herbs placed in the courtyard, and after realizing that this was probably Shen Yichen preparing to exchange eyes for Hu Mian and Qin Xinsheng, she withdrew her gaze.

She lowered her eyes and went back to the restaurant. When she turned around, Shen Yichen looked up. Hu Mian was a little confused: "Yichen?"

Hearing this, Shen Yichen came back to his senses and nodded, as if nothing had happened, and continued to talk to Hu Mian about the medicinal properties: "This purple forest grass needs to be exposed to the sun for three hours before use..."

Hua Xiangwan sat in the dining room, waiting for Xie Changji to bring the porridge over. Xie Changji accompanied her for breakfast, and then everyone began to prepare for the eye replacement according to Shen Yichen's instructions.

Buy medicine, cook medicine, prepare utensils...

By the time everything was ready, it was already dusk. Shen Yichen led the three of them into the room. Qin Xinsheng was helped up by Hu Mian and sat beside the bed, waiting for them.

He had no eyeballs and his eye sockets were completely sunken, making him look somewhat scary.

He listened to the sounds of four people coming in, and raised his head as if he could see them, heading in the direction they came in.

Shen Yichen entered the room and put down the medicine box. The sound of the medicine box falling on the table reached Qin Xiansheng's ears. He asked directly: "Hu Mian said you can cure my eyes?"

"It can be cured," Shen Yichen spread out the white cloth that wrapped the blade and answered honestly, "but it's unlikely to return to the way it was before."

"How do you treat it?"

Qin Xiansheng seemed to not trust him at all, and Shen Yichen just said, "I am a doctor, how I treat is my business, and you are the patient, so you don't need to worry about it."

Hearing this, Qin Xiansheng frowned slightly. Hu Mian hurried forward and eased the atmosphere: "Don't worry, Qin Daojun, Yi Chen will not harm you."

Qin Xiansheng said nothing. He pursed his lips and said, "But I have to know how to get my eyes better."

"Drink the medicine first."

Shen Yichen turned his head and glanced at Hu Mian. Hu Mian nodded and walked to Qin Xinsheng's side, hesitantly saying, "Qin Daojun, you drink the medicine first."

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"This is..."

"Ma Fei San." Shen Yichen explained, "After you drink it, you won't feel any pain during the process."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Qin Xiansheng frowned, and Shen Yichen glanced at Hu Mian.

After Hu Mian and Shen Yichen looked at each other, they gritted their teeth, walked straight forward, pinched Qin Xinsheng's chin, and began to pour medicine into his mouth.

Qin Xiansheng struggled fiercely, and Hu Mian's movements became even more fierce. She called out to Hua Xiangwan: "Wanqiu, come and help!"

But before Hua Xiangwan could move, Xie Changji stepped forward, helped Hu Mian hold Qin Xinsheng down, and poured the medicine into his mouth!

Qin Xiansheng became excited. After drinking a bowl of medicine, he coughed rapidly: "You... Hu Mian you..."

As he spoke, the drug began to take effect and he felt dizzy. Xie Changji and Hu Mian stepped back to make way for Shen Yichen.

Shen Yichen walked forward and began to observe Qin Xinsheng.

Qin Xinsheng only had time to say a few words before he passed out. Shen Yichen stepped forward to check for a moment, confirming that he was completely unconscious, and raised his hand behind him: "Silver needle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Changji had already handed the silver needle over. Shen Yichen pulled out the silver needle and quickly inserted it around Qin Xinsheng's eye.

Xie Changji looked at him, somewhat puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Fill the area around his eyes with qi and blood. It will take a while for the new eye to recover."

Shen Yichen explained, and after giving Qin Xinsheng the silver needle, he turned to look at Hu Mian: "Senior Sister, are you ready?"

"alright."

Hu Mian nodded and asked, "Do you want me to take it, or should I do it myself?"

"I'll do it."

After Shen Yichen finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and looked at Hua Xiangwan beside him. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Senior Sister Wanqiu, please take Xie Daojun out first."

Hua Xiangwan nodded, called Xie Changji, and led Xie Changji out.

The two of them closed the door and stood at the doorway. Hua Xiangwan was thinking about what would happen in the room and felt uneasy.

Xie Changji saw her expression, thought for a moment, and said, "Even if it would hurt others, can't we go against fate?"

"In other places, maybe not," Hua Xiangwan smiled helplessly, "but here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Xiangwan heard Hu Mian's screams of pain coming from the room.

She clenched her fists and said calmly, "You can't go against fate."

After he finished speaking, a moment later, the door was slammed open.

Hu Mian's hands were covered in blood. He stumbled out, covering his still bleeding eye.

Hua Xiangwan hurried forward, held Hu Mian tightly, and said anxiously, "Senior Sister!"

"He needs to have his eyes replaced quickly," Hu Mian panted, "Chang Ji, clean up the room, and take me to another room to bandage the wound. Don't let him know that I replaced his eyes."

As he spoke, Hu Mian leaned on Hua Xiangwan and urged her, "Go!"

"Do as you wish."

Hua Xiangwan looked up at Xie Changji, who was frowning, and hurriedly helped Hu Mian to her room, quickly taking out the medicine and bandages that had been prepared.

Hu Mian sat on the chair, blood dripping from her fingertips and onto the ground.

Hua Xiangwan looked at the blood dripping on the ground and pursed her lips.

She controlled her emotions, applied medicine to her, and started wrapping the bandage again.

Hu Mian closed his eyes and spoke weakly: "I always thought you would stop me."

"Will it be useful if I stop it?"

"It's useless." Hu Mian laughed, "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do."

"That's right," Hua Xiangwan heard her words, his eyes slightly moistened, "You won't turn back until you hit the wall, and you won't cry until you see the coffin, Hu Mian, sooner or later you will be killed by your temper!"

"Why are you talking like that all of a sudden?"

Hu Mian listened to her words and laughed a little: "He suffered for me because of these eyes. I only gave him one, which is already a good thing for me."

"Yes, yes, yes," Hua Xiangwan tied a knot and said hoarsely, "You made a profit."

"When he wakes up, tell him I had something to do and left first," Hu Mian murmured as Hua Xiangwan wiped her face, "Come back to see him later and let him recover."

"good."

Hua Xiangwan responded, treated her wound, and let her lie down.

As she lay down, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Senior sister," she said softly, "If you knew that Qin Xinsheng would betray you and harm you in the future, would you regret what you did today?"

“No regrets.”

Hu Mian laughed: "What I did for him today was because of what he did for me in the past, not because of the future."

"What if he keeps lying to you?"

"If he keeps lying to me, that's the future." Hu Mian was lying on the bed, his voice steady, "People can only make decisions based on past causes, not future results. If he really does what you said in the future, I will kill him in the way he harms me."

"Karma is karma, so how can there be any regrets?"