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Do you believe it now?

"What else do you want to ask?" Zi Ye stopped moving. His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, like sparkling diamonds. "As long as you want to know, I can tell you everything now."

"Then where am I now?" His brain was not very sharp, and he was just trying to find the right words to say.

"The Netherworld."

"Oh. The Netherworld." Weird, why am I so unafraid when I hear I'm in this horrible place? And quite natural?

Zi Ye saw that I didn't react after a long time. He raised a hand to rub my forehead. The ice-cold sensation cleared my mind. "Ah, I'm fine!"

I said reflexively. After I said that, I really wanted to slap myself!

Sure enough, after Zi Ye heard what I had to say, his eyes widened a little. His eyes that had remained calm suddenly flashed with fire. "Since there's nothing else, let's begin!"

After saying that, I forced my way in. My head buzzed and all the pores on my body opened up. After that, I realised something extremely serious and started to struggle with all my might!

Not because of the first pain, but because it didn't hurt!

I don't remember ever having that kind of contact with anyone before, but why?

I could no longer stay calm. I pushed Ziye away from me, lifted the blanket and peeked under it to make sure there was no blood. My body was cold.

My eyes were burning with anger. I pushed Ziye onto the bed. Although my hands lacked strength, they were still squeezing his neck.

There was no one else in this room. Who else could do such a thing other than him?

I pressed Zi Ye's neck, unable to control my tears, "What did you do to me!?"

Zi Ye gave me a 'What are you talking about' look, lips tightly shut, without any intention of explaining.

"Did you touch me when I was unconscious? You are shameless! "

Zi Ye was stunned for a moment and then suddenly seemed to understand what I meant. His thin lips finally opened and closed as he said, "If you're talking about the body, then I just said that I'm your husband and we have been married for a long time. Moreover …"

I widened my eyes in shock and my mind immediately went blank.

After Ziye finished speaking, he waved his hand in the air, and a glowing image appeared before my eyes.

A three or four year old boy was sitting in the middle of a huge palace. Around him was a ring of offering wax, and the flames danced up and down on the candle, illuminating the child's young face.

If you look closely, this child really does look like Ziye, except that his nose doesn't look like it. Ziye's nose has a raised curve to it, and this child's nose is very similar to mine. It looks like a straight line.

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and my body trembled a little at the sight of the child.

Just a kid who looks about ten percent like me, and can be found in almost every city in the country.

There was nothing strange about it, nothing to be surprised about.

I'd even seen a doll that looked like I'd carved it out of the same mold. We were nearly ninety percent alike, but it was obvious with a glance that we weren't related.

This was the only thing that had collapsed.

Just like now, I could tell with a single glance that this child who was only ten percent like me was probably related to me in some way.

I stared at the picture until it faded away.

"Do you believe me now?" Zi Ye suddenly pulled me from the air into his embrace. "Yan Nuo, you're my wife. You forgot something because you were injured."

I was scared out of my wits and was carried in Ziye's arms. My body was almost on strike, only my lips could move. When I spoke, my voice was even softer than a mosquito's.

"You said he's my son?"

Zi Ye said, "He's also my son."

"What did I forget? The child is already so old, and I actually forgot about him!" Sadly, I still don't know why I forgot about him.

It's just as Zi Ye said, I forgot because I was injured?

It definitely wasn't. Even if he really forgot about it, it should have been staged, not selective.

And when I heard what Ziye said, and saw the extraordinary things he had just done, I accepted them instinctively. Isn't this a bit against the rules?

Why do I instinctively accept rather than wonder about unusual things?

From what I know of myself, these are all abnormal.

I asked again, "How old is he now?"

Zi Ye said, "He's not even a year old yet. He's born very quickly."

"Can I trust you?"

Zi Ye's deep voice paused before saying: "Why don't you believe it?"

"How do you want me to prove it?" "We met six months ago, when I tied you up and forced you to marry me."

His tone was so gentle that it was impossible to tell that I had been forced to marry him. It was as if he had long since been in love with me.

But I still can't remember.

He went on, bit by bit, to talk about me, as if he were telling a story or recalling a memory.

"You didn't like me at the time, and you think I forced you, like now you're struggling to escape, until one day you find out you're pregnant."

Ziye's deep voice revealed a trace of warmth, but his tone carried a hint of reproach, "You just found out that when you got pregnant, you didn't like me and even beat the child away. You don't even know how angry I am. I was so angry I almost killed you. "

"However, you still managed to leave behind that little thing, and it took a lot of effort to replenish its body so that it could grow healthy."

"There's more …" Zi Ye still wanted to continue, but right now, I was in despair. I don't know why, but my memory had disappeared.

I interrupted Zi Ye's recollection. "Can you go out for a while? I want to be alone first. " I can't calm down right now. I feel like I need a quiet environment to accept my current self.

He, too, was aware of the difference in my mood. After a moment of silence, he placed me back into the blanket and left.

Looking at his departing back, I couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache. I could tell what he had said was true, but I didn't want to hear any more of what he had said, because it was too good.

I was born in the name of Yin, I have never had such a beautiful thing happen to me since I was a child.

So I was confident that Ziye would help me remember, but he wouldn't tell me everything. Because he's not the one who's going to help me in this way. Furthermore, based on what he just told me, I can feel that he must be hiding something from me!

Though I don't know why he did it.

My mind doesn't have anything related to what Ziye said. As I recalled his memories, I probably won't be able to recover my memories, and will instead be brainwashed by those fragments.

I heard the sound of a door closing in the room. I sat up in the silk quilt and leaned against the headboard, looking at the room I hadn't had time to examine.

As a result, because his mind was empty, he could see that the room was also empty. There was nothing to be angry about.

I sat in that lifeless room all afternoon, until the dim light sloped to the edge of the horizon.

The window of the room was covered by a large white curtain. The remaining sunlight was emitting a faint light, and the air was lifeless.

I walked over to the window and pulled the curtain aside. In the gray light, a small, delicate courtyard appeared before my eyes.

This courtyard didn't have a single plant, but was filled with all kinds of exquisite and magnificent stone and wooden sculptures. A rockery stood majestically in the middle of the yard, with a stream of blood running from the top of the rockery down the gully to the pool at the foot of the rockery.

The pool was full of red water.

Zi Ye sat at a stone table by the side of the pool. On the table, there was a tea set. Three blue-and-white glazed teacups were placed in three different directions.

I seem to have thought about this scene many times in my memory. If it was before I lost my memory, it would definitely be the scene I wanted to see the most.

It's just that I don't know how to deal with it right now.

Maybe I should talk to him.

My room was on the second floor. I searched for a long time but didn't find any stairs. In the end, I had no choice but to stand by the window and call out to Zi Ye, "How do I go down?"

At that time, Zi Ye had his back facing me, so when he heard my voice, he immediately turned his head around. I saw him look at me for a moment, and then my eyes swayed for a moment.

"Hungry?" Ziye looked up at me as if there were two suns hidden in his eyes.

I walked around to his side, thought a bit, and didn't answer him first. Instead, I told Ziye what I had been thinking about this afternoon.

"You're hiding something from me."

Zi Ye put down the cup in his hand. "Why do you say that?"

"Feel. I don't think you told me anything. You didn't want me to know. "

Zi Ye said, "Since you know that I didn't want to tell you, do you still want to continue asking me?"

I turned half the way around to face him. "I don't want to ask."

Zi Ye's eyes fluctuated, "You accept the current situation?"

I smiled bitterly. How could I accept this? Not to mention me, even if it were anyone else, with their memories erased, would they still be able to accept this?

"I don't want to accept it, but I don't have the right to reject it right now, do I?" I picked up a cup, and Ziye took it away from me, shaking it with his bony hand, and put it back in my hand.

"In the future, when you want to drink water, tell me, there is corpse poison in the water of the Underworld, you can't drink it directly."

The cup in my hand warmed up.

"Zi Ye." I fixed my gaze on his red eyes. "Although I can't accept that I have lost a part of my memories, but I know that something bad must have happened in that part of my memories. That's why it was removed, right?"

Zi Ye acknowledged.

"The part that was taken off had something to do with you, too?" I asked tentatively. "I don't see anything about you in all my memories."

"Yes," Zi Ye said. "I let you know something that you shouldn't have, so I can only remove that memory from your mind."