Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

"Where are the fragments?" Zhou Xiaozhou looked at the palm of his hand blankly.

Zhou Zixu also looked at the palm of his hand and sighed for a long time: "Maybe it has disappeared."

dissipate.

Zhou Xiaozhou looked up at the debris floating around him.

Death is like a lamp going out, and all thoughts turn to ashes. These fragments have dimmed and will disappear sooner or later.

Zhou Zixu stretched out his hand towards the fragments: "I just remembered that one evening I came home and saw a peach in front of my window. Did you put it there?"

It was just a trivial thing. Zhou Xiaozhou couldn't remember it at all before, but because of the fragmentary memory just now, he remembered it now: "I left it conveniently when I went to find you."

Zhou Zixu said sadly: "I thought it was a gift from a little girl in the courtyard."

Zhou Xiaozhou was silent and asked, "Then have you eaten?"

"I was thirsty when I came back, so I ate." Zhou Zixu looked at her and said, "Reciprocate the favor. I even considered buying a gift to repay her."

Zhou Xiaozhou lowered his eyes.

Zhou Zixu smiled.

Zhou Xiaozhou wasn't angry, but he didn't want to answer the conversation either.

Zhou Zixu came to hold her hand and asked softly: "You gave Feng Changqing a peach, and you gave me one when you came back. I don't know it was you, but Feng Changqing knew that he would return it when we met again." What are you?"

Zhou Xiaozhou shook his head: "Probably not, I don't remember."

Zhou Zixu: "What happened when you met for the second time?"

Zhou Xiaozhou frowned and shook his head: "I can't remember clearly."

"Memories are traceable, so think about it carefully." Zhou Zixu held her hand and slowly raised it, "If you can't remember clearly, Feng Changqing will definitely remember it clearly."

Zhou Xiaozhou didn't want to touch those memories again: "Second brother..."

But Zhou Zixu said: "Little sister, I want to see it."

Zhou Xiaozhou moved his fingers and said helplessly: "Okay."

Second meeting? Following the memory that had just become clearer, Zhou Xiaozhou quickly got an idea: "At the end of autumn, under the wall of a courtyard."

The surrounding fragments shook, and a fragment fell into her hand.

The gray fragments gave off a faint light, and Zhou Zixu immediately covered it with his hand.

The light from the fragments brightened in vain. Zhou Xiaozhou blinked and the scene around him changed.

The golden fallen leaves drifted down and were caught in the palm of Zhou Zhou's hands under the courtyard wall.

At the end of autumn, under the courtyard wall, it was her second meeting with Feng Changqing.

Zhou Zhou took the ginkgo leaves, raised his head, and saw Feng Changqing sitting on the wall of the courtyard through the white gauze.

Feng Changqing lowered his head and was looking at her.

This time Feng Changqing did not wear a mask, but he also wore a curtain hat, covering half of his face. He sat there with his legs bent, under the lush ginkgo tree, with snow clothes piled down, looking elegant and unrestrained, shining brightly. Hui.

Zhou Zhou stared blankly for a moment, turned his head and continued walking.

Feng Changqing said, "It's you! Don't leave yet. We've met before. Do you still remember me?"

Zhou Zhou paused in his steps and adjusted the curtain hat that completely covered his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't continue walking, but he didn't look back either.

Feng Changqing shouted at Zhou Zhou's back: "I know it's you, don't leave yet, wait a minute."

Zhou Xiaozhou stood under the courtyard wall, looked at Feng Changqing carefully, and asked uncertainly: "Second brother, the ninth elder gave his eyes to Shoudao. Will his eyes be fine after reincarnation?"

Zhou Zixu sighed: "Of course there is a problem."

Zhou Xiaozhou was stunned: "But... this is his memory."

This is Feng Changqing's memory.

The golden ginkgo leaves, Zhou Zhou's light pink dress, and the white gauze on the curtain cap, all colors are clear.

"Zhou Xiaozhou, Feng Changqing can't see it." Zhou Zixu raised his finger and pointed at the small paper man on Feng Changqing's shoulder, "If you can see it, you must have used other methods."