half demon glass

Chapter 448 You Are Crying

He kept calling me Ah Man, Ah Man, as if he was confessing to me, as if he was in pain, as if he had made a decision to make himself regret for life.

He asked, if we hadn't agreed back then, we would go to each other's hometown next spring.

Instead, I took me away on the appointed day and didn't let me go back to southern Xinjiang, so the following things wouldn't happen?

He said that the snow in southern Xinjiang is really beautiful, as clean as my eyes.

It's a pity that he went to southern Xinjiang later. I didn't take him there, so I broke my promise.

He also said that the flowers in the Dead Sea are also very beautiful. They are flowers that never wither. Although the world is tired of them, they used to be the most beautiful place in his heart.

Until later, he went to southern Xinjiang.

It is a dream that will eventually wake up.

The moment I woke up, I suddenly opened my scarlet eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

For a time, there was no distinction at all, the difference between dream and reality.

The corners of my eyes were wet, and my cheeks were covered with tears. It was obvious that I had cried a lot, and my whole body was pulled away without even a little strength.

I didn't even notice when Ye Jinli came in or stood by my bed.

"You cry."

His voice sounded, and I turned my head to look at him dully.

"Aman, there is a question that I never asked you more than 1000 years ago."

"The year we lived in the mountains, did you like me?" He... asked me softly.

My breathing was half a beat slower.

I can't answer this question.

Although the memory in the dream is real, it is only me and Ye Jinli, and some memories about Nanjiang, about the little fox...Feng Jiuqing.

Other than that, very happy indeed.At least that year, the number of nightmares became less and less, and the number of times I thought of Southern Xinjiang became less and less. Sometimes, I even almost forgot that I was the Saint of Southern Xinjiang and the mission I shouldered.

It's like I have really become a mortal, a mortal with only joy and no sorrow.

When he saw me hesitate, there was a hint of caution in his cold eyes.

For some reason, I suddenly couldn't bear to look at him.

Turning my head away, I said hoarsely, "I'm not Yun Moli, and I'm not Ah Man."

He paused for breath, as if he wanted to hear my next sentence, but was afraid to hear the answer he didn't want to hear.

"I can't give you Yun Moli's answer, but if you're asking about Ah Man from that year, I think you at that time were very important to her."

"But... Do you like it? My memory hasn't recovered completely, so I can't answer for her."

Yes, even though I knew that Yun Moli was me, so was Ah Man that year.

Even when I was dreaming about that memory, I would still feel pain, laugh, and empathize.

But after waking up, I still feel that Yun Moli and I are two people.

I don't want to be her, let alone replace her.

In that life, she lived too hard.

Ye Jinli's eyes gradually turned cold following my answer.

He still called me Ah Man, but he just called me Ah Man without saying anything.

I took a deep breath, calmed down my ups and downs, got up from the bed a little weakly, looked at him seriously, and said every word.

"In this life, my name is Yin Liuli. I don't want to be anyone's substitute, and I won't continue on my previous path. I don't want to hear you call me Ah Man again."

When I speak, my heart hurts.

(End of this chapter)