Chapter 957

There are countless neurons in the human brain. Even if the memory center is closed, people can't connect some memory fragments, but the scene when the memory is generated can't be completely closed.

Those scenes, like tarsal maggots, will never be forgotten.

It's like a beautiful song is playing in the amusement park. The child who just got off the carousel fell down. His father comforted and helped him up and gave him a lollipop.

After a few years, maybe the child lost his memory, but when he saw the carousel again, the memory would come to him unconsciously.

Even if the memory is fuzzy, when the beautiful song rings in his ears again, when the taste of lollipop comes to the tip of his tongue again, everything will be clearer, and he will think of his father

I think of little things at that time.

Even if the eyes can deceive people, the memory of touch, taste and hearing will be locked in the mind like a congenital habit.

The old man with Alzheimer's still remembers to put his son's favorite dumplings into his pocket. When love becomes a habit, even if the memory is shackled, it can't keep the emotion surging out.

As ye Tian said at this moment, Deng Qianqian was struck by lightning.

She may forget who ye Tian is, what is the relationship with her, and even the little things that happened between them

But when she saw the little jujube tree, which was like the crystallization of their feelings, she heard the love words that ye Tian had said in her ear

Feelings break through the shackles of memory, even if the memory is still turbid, but the tears have been able to prove a lot.

"Have so many things happened between me and him?"

Deng Qian meditates in her heart. From this moment on, she really accepts Ye Tian. Even if he wants to start from scratch, she is willing to cooperate with him all the time

She wants to know the truth more than anyone else.

……

In the evening, with a tired body, ye Tian leans on the bed and meditates, but still has no response.

No wonder jiezun chose to set up a gambling game with himself. He didn't touch the threshold of ecdysis. Dantian was still empty.

I can't even feel the slightest real Qi. I'm not as good as the most common cultivator in the world!

Take back your thoughts and shake your head. Ye Tian puts all the worries behind him. Today is not fruitless. At least Qian Qian is slowly accepting himself.

That is enough.

Although in accordance with the means of muyaoyao, you can directly pour the past memory into Qianqian's mind, but ye Tian did not choose this way.

Even if those memories were experienced by herself and her together, even if they were poured into Qianqian's mind, it would make her return to the past

But what's different from Xiao Hongyi?

Memory is true or false, I hope Qianqian to explore, to open the shackles, even if she finally still forget everything, I will choose to start with her.

Give her a good memory again.

Because this is not only to help her recall, but also to help himself moufan! It's always the way to forget love. I want to prove it, but it's the way to love

At night.

Standing in front of the door, Qianqian is a little bit coquettish. Although she has gradually adapted to the dressing style of the ordinary world, she can be regarded as a "spiritual world woman" with traditional thinking, wearing this "slightly exposed" low cut purple silk Pajama

It still makes her feel a little timid, even heartbeat.

Pretty face hot hot, looking at as if has fallen into a deep sleep ye Tian, she can't help but push the door, taking advantage of the night slowly close over.

Landing outside the window, Yuehui seems to sprinkle a layer of silver on the room. Deng Qianqian clenches her lips and takes every step very carefully.

She felt as if two villains were fighting.

One told her that if she wanted to find her true self, she had to do what Deng Qianqian would have done before

Another is extremely indifferent scolded her, as a woman to understand self-respect and self love, such behavior and those dust woman how different? What's more, as a practitioner, he doesn't need to sleep!

There are three rooms in the whole room, but only Ye Tian has a double bed in his room

Qianqian can't forget Ye Tian's strange eyes when he asked this question. This guy's nature was completely exposed, and he muttered in his ear: "this is not your request..."

Deng Qianqian's face is shy for a moment. Is she a girl who doesn't know her shame?

Step by step close to the bed and sit down.

Qianqian's heart is beating wildly, as if she is carrying a little rabbit in her arms. She stares at Ye Tian blushingly, spat a little, and immediately bites her silver teeth

Quietly into the quilt, and he deliberately separated from a distance, glanced not to see ye Tian.

Until midnight, tossing and turning.

Ye Tian has become a real mortal, five senses slow, did not feel his own slightly turned over, his arms will be more than a young lady's soft body.

Qianqian is not. She doesn't need to sleep at all. What's more, she is so nervous that she can't sleep at all.

As a last resort, we can only use the technique of returning to rest to close the circulation of true Qi in the Dantian, and even close other senses to dissipate the divine consciousness.

Forcing himself to be an ordinary person who is the same as ye Tian, he always tells me that he is the former Deng Qianqian.

Then... I fell asleep.