Chapter 210

A breeze came slowly, and the young man's hair was light. The whole person is plated with a layer of Warm gold by the sun, which is perfect and picturesque.

In an instant, Mu Jing glass's eyes were wet, and tears burst out of his eyes.

Almost without thinking about it, she blurted out, "ah Chen."

"Sister, ah Chen thought you had forgotten me. I've been waiting here for a long time. Why don't you show up until now? " Ah Chen said, then did not smile, the bottom of the eyes across a trace of cold. But in the twinkling of an eye, he laughed again and came up and said, "sister, you are looking for a Chen, aren't you?"

"Well."

"Sister, you will never leave ah Chen, will you?"

"Well."

Mu Jing glass apologetically nodded. Seeing a Chen extend her hand, she subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold him.

"Meow!"

A harsh cat call suddenly sounded, let Mu Jing glass's action pause a meal, the heart slightly sink.

What was she just doing?

Why is there a feeling of being hypnotized?

No.

The young man in front of him is not a Chen. He shouldn't be like this.

An idea flashed in his mind, Mujing glass did not trace back.

He rubbed the head of the little snow ball and said with a smile, "a Chen, can you tell my sister where this is?"

It's strange. What the hell is going on?

She still couldn't figure out the key.

However, a moment later, the young man did not answer and asked, "why, does the elder sister not like here?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go back. It's getting late. Can a Chen cook for her sister

There is always a smile on the youth's face, but that kind of smile makes people feel cold.

At least Mu Jingli's heart is uncomfortable.

She tightly hugged the snow ball's hand, until the chest was warm, then she walked with the youth to the forest.

As they walked through the dense forest to the courtyard built on the hillside, the young man opened a wooden door to open the way: "my sister once said that if a Chen didn't have to go to the battlefield one day, he would take a Chen to find a paradise. From then on, our brother and sister could live in seclusion and live the idle life of men farming and women weaving. Do you remember, sister

“…… I'm sorry, a Chen. My sister can't remember. "

Mu Jingli is trying.

She wanted to see what kind of response he would make if she didn't follow his words.

Although it was a little risky, she did.

Of course, she was not unprepared at all. When she said this, she deliberately kept a distance with the youth, thinking that if it was not possible, there would be Lingjun tower. Besides, she is not a liar. She really can't remember the past.

Lying is futile.

A Chen heard Mu Jing Li's answer, the smile on his face was stiff for a moment. But soon he laughed again and said, "it doesn't matter. Forget it. As long as a Chen remembers. As long as we don't separate, it's not too late. "

With that, he led the way in front of him and walked into the courtyard with Mujing glass.

Mu Jingli followed him and crossed the threshold into the courtyard. He saw that there were several wing rooms besides the main house.

A field of medicinal herbs was opened up in the open space, where several rare herbs were planted.

After a casual glance, her sight was fixed on a wood shed in the corner. She could feel that there was someone there, and someone she knew very well.

After confirming that her brother was locked up in the firewood room, she casually looked away at the young man and said, "a Chen, have you lived here all these years?"

"Yes."

The young man nodded at will, pointing to the wing room beside the main room, "sister, there is your boudoir. Go and have a rest. The food will be ready soon. "

"Well."

Mu Jing glass slightly jaw head, holding a small snow group into the wing room.

Looking at a table, a chair, a bed, a screen, and all the furnishings in the room, she had a very familiar feeling.

As if I had lived in it.

She guessed that it should have been copied from the original room.

With this in mind, she put down the snow ball, touched the furnishings in the room, and fell into meditation.

Suddenly think of what, she is trying to channel with star Chen ditch: "small Chen Chen, do you know what place is here?"

"Do you know the illusions and the foreign lands, but don't you know that there is a region between the virtual and the real? Everything here is empty and real, and there is a mixture of emptiness and reality. If you can't find a way out of here, you'll be stuck here forever. Over time, you may lose your memory. But there's an advantage to being here. The time here is still and it won't go away. "

Star Chen finished saying and sighed dejectedly, way: "tell you a bad news again, Lingjun tower and this space cannot connect. In other words, you are not allowed to enter the tower here He had never said anything before, but he didn't want to tell her the bad news.Mu Jingli was silent and asked, "can you feel how many people are on this island?"

"Only you and another human being." The star Chen returns a way.

"That's fine." Mu Jing glass nodded and began to think about how to take his brother to leave.

It seems that we can't come in a hurry. We can only do it slowly.

Anyway, the time here is still, but I don't worry about what happens outside.

But

If only she and her brother are here, what about the others?

Is that hall connected with other spaces?

Just thinking, "squeak," the door was pushed open.

The young man appeared at the door and said to Mu Jing glass, "elder sister, the food is ready. Eat it in the yard, OK?"

"Good."

Since you can't leave for the time being, it's better to fill your stomach first.

Thinking in this way, Mujing glass will hold the small snow group to go out.

For a moment, they sat at the table and looked at the table full of food. She frowned and said, "ah Chen, these..."

"These dishes are all my sister's favorite dishes. Please try them and see if they are the same." At this moment, a shy young smile, like a very naive child.

Seeing this, Mu Jing glass was stunned.

A similar picture flashed through my mind.

A young man in a green shirt put the food on the table with a smile on his face and said, "sister, come and have a taste. These dishes are all your favorite. I haven't started for a long time. Don't be unfamiliar. A Chen has to cook dishes for her sister all her life. "

“…… Ah Chen

Mu Jingli murmured to himself, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

She picked up her chopsticks and tasted them. She found that the meals were real, and the taste was still what she remembered.

In this moment, she had to overturn the previous conjectures.

Even if this young man is not a Chen, he must be closely related to a Chen. Otherwise, as like as two peas, he could not make the same taste.

Just thinking about it, I heard the young man say, "sister, a Chen wants to ask for something from you."