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Chapter 442: You don’t understand love because your soul has no love!
In fact, there is a lot more to say. Even if you broke up in the end, he was still silently giving. It’s not that he didn’t love you, but that his love went deep into his bones and soul, with repeated tolerance and forbearance.

But you have to understand that a man is afraid of his wife only because of love, not because of real fear. How can a grown man be afraid of a delicate woman? No one would believe this. It is because of love that he cares and tolerates her.

You don’t understand any of this.

All you know is that he didn't go to bed on time at night, didn't accompany you, didn't make more money, and didn't take you to travel abroad... Please, life is not an idol drama, can you not be a little crazy about him?

If you were still the Yang Xiaolan in school, even if you really aborted the child, even if he would be very angry at the time, he would still forgive you afterwards, because most men don’t bear grudges. The dead are gone, and the living must work harder... But you no longer understand love, you have completely...

That’s all I have to say. You may think that what I said was very harsh, but I couldn’t help but say it because you told me all of this.

I am not a talkative person, and I even prefer silence most of the time, but since you trust me to say these things, I feel that I must tell you everything.

Also, if you don’t know how to love, then you shouldn’t appear in front of him, because it will only make your relationship more and more indifferent.”

Li Xuan thought about it, and then sighed softly. In fact, he had understood some things in his heart, but after understanding some things, he realized that his current sobriety was not safe, so the restless thoughts were temporarily calmed down.

"Thank you, thank you." Tears welled up in Yang Xiaolan's eyes. No one had ever told her that some ordinary and boring things actually contain so much love.

At that time, she would indeed be moved by a small thing.

At the beginning, she would indeed worry and stay awake all night because of the other person's slight physical discomfort.

At the beginning, she would indeed feel shy and her heart would beat fast because of a smile or a glance from the other person.

At the beginning, she even thought that she would be loyal to the other person until death, and would not care about a penny of embarrassment, cars, houses, or any material things. Even if they had to suffer together, and be exposed to wind, rain, sun, and dew together, it would be a kind of happiness.

She once began to feel that the other party was servile and spineless and was not a man for the sake of sex.

She once began to feel that the other party was always sighing and incompetent.

She used to start to feel that the other person was always a dull person, too boring and uninteresting.

In the past, when someone gave her roses, she would complain that they were not enough, that the roses were not bright enough, and that the other person was too old-fashioned, and she didn't know how to buy roses with more exquisite packaging.

In the past, when she did something wrong and was angry, and when the other party apologized humbly, she would feel that she could control and play with this man as she pleased, and the other party would not escape from her palm.

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It is actually clear who is the idiot, who is true love, and who is hurt.

Suddenly, she couldn't find any other way to describe it except crying.

"Why did I become like this?" Yang Xiaolan murmured to herself in confusion, but could not find the answer.

The black jade-like object hanging on her body was emitting a faint warm light.

This piece of black jade was given to her by the "magic fortune teller" to save her life when they were having their fortunes told. Now, Yang Xiaolan thought, if she wore this and kept this life, but had done so many wrong things, what was the meaning of this life?
Some people are dead and he is still alive.

Some people are alive, but they should have died long ago.

Yang Xiaolan felt that she was the latter.

He gently grabbed the black jade and pulled it hard, not caring at all that the jade thread had already cut the flesh on his neck.

The black jade was pulled off and then thrown far away by her.

"Thank you, thank you Li Xuan, it's you who made me truly understand where I should go. Originally I thought that I would find someone to rely on, even if it was just being his lover, it would be a way of repaying him. Now I feel that when I love someone, what I do is not to repay him, but to hurt him all the time..."

Yang Xiaolan was crying, and a faint smile gradually blossomed on her face. This smile at this moment was very pure.

"Wear this thing. Only if he is still alive can he make up for it. In fact, the thing that is most difficult for him to let go of is probably his father." Li Xuan said in a gentle tone.

At this time, his heart was completely calm. Perhaps when the anger and unwillingness in his heart were vented and everything was made clear, he finally felt truly relieved.

But why does it feel so good?

Yang Xiaolan turned her head and glanced at Li Xuan. Her eyes flickered for a moment, then she lowered her head and said softly, "No need. I believe that if I am still alive, I will not die without this. If I am not alive, then taking this is just a waste of time... It is better to leave soberly than to hurt others foolishly... Besides, Wufeng said that he never believed in fate, so I also want to try it out and see what the outcome will be if I don't believe in fate!"

Yang Xiaolan smiled, turned around, waved at Li Xuan, then turned around resolutely and walked away.

She left quietly.

At this moment, Li Xuan was silently watching Yang Xiaolan leave. He had finally let go of his mental journey.

Holding this piece of black jade, Li Xuan felt very calm.

Yang Xiaolan did not tell her the result of their fortune-telling, but he told her that by taking the black jade, she could save her life.

Then, would this clever woman be able to infer that he was Zhang Wufeng? This question actually didn't matter, because the two could have had no connection at all.

Li Xuan's hand slightly clenched the black jade, and suddenly, the black jade suddenly shattered, and a faint light suddenly merged into the center of Li Xuan's eyebrows.

This light has a special kind of mental fluctuation, which can simulate a scene similar to memory.

And this scene actually only needs to continue in a few small places, and you can find some things in it, so as to recall the memory of the past moment that was sealed by the "magician".

A memory that was once forgotten.

At this moment, Li Xuan was already certain that he was Zhang Wufeng. However, after just a moment of certainty, his powerful calculation ability had already told him that he could not admit it for the time being, because the City in the Sky had already arrived.

If you admit it, then you can only wait for death.

Therefore, Li Xuan's identity will continue like this until his body is fully recovered.

During this period, he no longer needed to verify his identity, and at the same time, he could not use anything on his forehead.

He instantly captured this situation through Sally Ling'er's breath, and then... then deduced it, so he felt helpless about this result.

The blocked memory starts from the place where the fortune-telling took place. The story goes back to the day of the fortune-telling when the old man passed by Zhang Wufeng.

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Zhang Wufeng saw that since the old man came here, the old men, women and young people who were singing and dancing had dispersed one by one, and they looked here as they dispersed.

Yang Xiaolan seemed a little nervous and trembling, and it seemed that she was actually a little afraid of the old man at this moment. Zhang Wufeng just used a little more force on her waist with his right hand and hugged her closer to him. This was just secretly telling her with his actions that he was here and she didn't have to be afraid.

Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng with emotion, and her mood slowly calmed down.

"Tell me your date of birth and your name." The old man's hoarse voice came. Although he knew most of the things about the person in front of him, he still habitually asked the other party to tell his date of birth, date of birth and time of birth first. The more precise, the more accurate it can be.

Zhang Wufeng didn't take it seriously and told him Yang Xiaolan's name, birth date and so on. The fortune teller frowned and was silent for a moment. Then he took out a crystal clear jade and gave it to Zhang Wufeng, saying, "Her fate is not very good. She will probably die in seven years. Wearing this jade can guarantee a glimmer of hope."

The fortune teller did not avoid Yang Xiaolan at all and spoke directly, which made Zhang Wufeng feel a little disappointed. However, he had an extraordinary vision and naturally saw that the jade in the fortune teller's hand was not ordinary. Then, seeing that the fortune teller looked a little bleak and old, the inexplicable disgust in his heart faded a little.

Taking the so-called calamity-avoiding item from the fortune teller's hand, including the glittering silk thread on it, under the still-open sky, the item sparkled. Looking at the jade and the fortune teller's cautious look, Zhang Wufeng knew that the fortune teller himself was probably reluctant to take the item with him.

Zhang Wufeng was not polite. The moment he took the jade and placed it in his palm, his feeling told him that the jade pendant seemed to be really harmless, so he hung it up for Yang Xiaolan. Yang Xiaolan thanked the fortune teller politely, and her face did not look sad or depressed because of the fortune teller's words.

After solving Xiaolan's problem, the fortune teller squinted his cloudy eyes and looked at Zhang Wufeng. After a long while, he said in shock: "How is it possible... You are already dead... But weren't you clearly in front of me..."

The divine fortune teller suddenly fell into deep thought again, and then he quickly fiddled with the banner, the Tai Chi Bagua realm, and the ancient bronze coins, and stopped after a long time.

However, he did not speak, but just shook his head, indicating that he was powerless. He had originally wanted to analyze his birth date and horoscope, but now the fortune teller knew that it was unnecessary.

Seeing that he had calculated this last strange fate and completed his grandfather's commission, the fortune teller felt relieved. In fact, he also knew that the client actually had a great connection with Zhang Wufeng, but his disciples were unable to protect the jade pendant at that time, so they handed it over to him.

Even though he didn't calculate anything, the fortune teller looked even older. His hair, which was still a little black, had completely turned gray, and his back looked even more hunched. He stopped talking, packed up his things, and walked away without paying attention to Zhang Wufeng and Xiaolan who were standing by. The fortune teller let go of everything and felt much more relaxed, but he was still very confused about one thing. After determining Zhang Wufeng's birth date, he analyzed the eight characters, weighed his bones, and calculated his name, but all of them showed errors. This showed two problems. First, Zhang Wufeng was indeed dead; second, this was a change of fate.

Of course, after he had put all his energy into calculating and still got the same result, the fortune teller knew that the chance of fate changing was very small, which meant that Zhang Wufeng was really dead.

The fortune teller was confused and walked to the undeveloped cliffs of the West Mountain without realizing it. Suddenly, his foot stepped on empty air and he fell directly down the steep slope...

Seeing this scene from a distance, Zhang Wufeng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Zhang Wufeng and Yang Xiaolan came to their senses. Although they were unwilling to admit it, they knew that their situation was not optimistic. Especially the soft comment Zhang Wufeng received, which was like a bolt from the blue.

Zhang Wufeng has actually come to this point where he doesn't care about anything, but he is still worried about Yang Xiaolan. Although he knows that the fortune teller may not have lied and Yang Xiaolan only has about seven years to live, he really doesn't want to see Yang Xiaolan leave this world like this. To him, life and death really doesn't matter, but to Yang Xiaolan, not to mention that her parents are still working hard in the poor countryside, facing the yellow land all day long, and her younger brother is still in school, which makes the family unable to leave her.

It was also because of this that, while her classmates were having fun, Yang Xiaolan found three tutoring jobs outside, and squeezed out time every day to save up her pitiful little money bit by bit...It was also because of this that, although she was still a girl, she also supported half of the family by herself. Not only did she not ask her family for a penny while attending college, but she often sent home two or three hundred yuan.

Under such circumstances, how could Zhang Wufeng watch Yang Xiaolan leave this world that she had not even had the chance to enjoy!
Zhang Wufeng wanted to pray to Buddha for the first time, but there was no other way. Although he would feel disgusted whenever Buddha was mentioned, he was still willing to pray for Yang Xiaolan and give up his so-called unreasonable resistance to Buddha. Even if it meant giving up his entire life, he would not hesitate.

Yang Xiaolan still had a faint smile on her face, and Zhang Wufeng stood on the Yanlong stage, watching Yang Xiaolan quietly. The women and old people who had left beside her slowly returned here, continuing to dance inexplicably and singing strange songs.

Yang Xiaolan raised her head and mustered up the courage to look Zhang Wufeng in the face for the first time. Neither of them spoke, but the sudden exchange of hearts was so unforgettable. Both of them fell deeply in love with each other when they were still young, but due to many reasons, it was only three or four years later that they had a heart-to-heart exchange.

Zhang Wufeng looked at Yang Xiaolan's face carefully for the first time. Her eyes were somewhat crystal clear and melancholy, but she was strong and unyielding. Her face was delicate and beautiful. Of course, if she removed those flaws that affected her appearance, and made her curly hair straight and soft, and her face a little fuller, then she would definitely be more beautiful.

As he looked at it, Zhang Wufeng felt that this face gave him a very familiar feeling, but this feeling was not the kind of familiarity between two people, but this feeling seemed a little hazy and unreal.

Zhang Wufeng held Yang Xiaolan's hand and walked down the stone steps below the Yanlong Terrace again like a divine fortune teller. Yang Xiaolan was still very well-behaved and didn't say anything, just following Zhang Wufeng.

Zhang Wufeng was actually a little drowsy and his mind was not very clear, but following the inexplicably familiar feeling, he still came to a dilapidated temple. If it were not for the three words "Dragon King Temple" written on the dilapidated temple, Zhang Wufeng would have suspected whether this was an abandoned ancient house.

This so-called Dragon King Temple has very little incense and not many people come to worship. In addition, the terrain in this area is dangerous and there are not many tourists. So although it is dilapidated, it is very quiet.

Perhaps it was because of this mountain that Zhang Wufeng could already feel some changes in himself. He could feel the changes in himself, so there was no doubt that the changes were not small. Zhang Wufeng knew that some things could not be measured by external performance, so after arriving here, Zhang Wufeng did not disdain the garbage, ruins, and dust, and walked in through the dilapidated door.

There was nothing else in the temple except a thick layer of dust and a plaster Buddha statue with a large hole in its belly and a piece of its arm missing.

Yang Xiaolan was a little lost in the face of this situation, and Zhang Wufeng had been in a state of disarray ever since the fortune teller left, which made her very worried. However, since Zhang Wufeng didn't say anything, she didn't dare to ask.

Standing here, Zhang Wufeng released Yang Xiaolan's hand, which had never been released, and said gently: "Xiaolan, let's worship the Buddha together. Think about your parents. You can't let anything happen to them so early. No matter what, you have to let your parents live a good life. And your younger brother, if they still need to study, it will take a long time. When they go to high school and college, they still have to rely on you. You really can't get into trouble. Let's pray to the Buddha sincerely together, he shouldn't ignore it."

Yang Xiaolan listened to Zhang Wufeng's heartfelt words. She knew that what Zhang Wufeng said was true. However, in those words, Zhang Wufeng did not say that he would bear it with her. Didn't he want to be with me? But...

Although she had many questions in her mind, Yang Xiaolan still followed Zhang Wufeng and knelt down in front of the Buddha statue. Zhang Wufeng looked at the fat and big-eared Buddha statue. Although he was unwilling, uncomfortable, and uneasy, he still knelt down for Yang Xiaolan. He chose to believe in the inexplicable guidance in his heart.

Following that inexplicable guidance, Zhang Wufeng closed his eyes, slowly relaxed his heart, and then began to pray silently in his heart, praying that God could save Yang Xiaolan. At the same moment, Yang Xiaolan was also begging, begging God to make Zhang Wufeng happy and healthy, even if it meant losing her life, she was willing.

After Zhang Wufeng knelt unyieldingly for nearly an hour, he felt that the surrounding environment was a little different. Despite this, he did not open his eyes, but continued to beg devoutly.

"Buddha, please save Yang Xiaolan. Even if it costs me my life or everything I have, I will have no regrets."

“Haha, you two don’t have to kneel. There is no Buddha in this world.” An old voice said with a smile.

Zhang Wufeng pulled Yang Xiaolan up and looked at the old man. He hesitated and said, "Grandpa, can you help us?"

"It can't really be considered as helping, Yang Xiaolan, right? You just stand aside first. I want to talk to Zhang Wufeng." The old man said with a smile.

"Yeah." Yang Xiaolan said obediently.

After saying that, Yang Xiaolan immediately walked aside silently.

At this time, the old man stared at Zhang Wufeng for a long time before he said, "Only if you don't believe in fate can you change it. So, in the future, no matter what, don't believe in fate, understand?"

"Grandpa, why do you say that?" Zhang Wufeng asked curiously.

"Don't ask this. Do you want Yang Xiaolan to be alive or dead?" the old man asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Of course I hope she's alive. I'm willing to pay any price." Zhang Wufeng said firmly.

"This is the cause and also the result. You hope that she can live, so both she and you will forget everything from before and after the car accident to the present. Do you agree to this?" The old man asked again after pondering.

"After the car accident, I chose to forget everything, but other people still know about it..." Zhang Wufeng said subconsciously.

"It doesn't matter. I hope you won't regret it later. If you have made up your mind, I will take action." The old man said with a sigh.

"Well, now that we have made the decision, what is there to regret?" Zhang Wufeng said seriously.

"it is good!"

The old man smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand and poked Zhang Wufeng's forehead. An extremely cold energy suddenly poured into his forehead, and Zhang Wufeng couldn't help but shudder.

"In the future, if a man named Zhang Guangyao encounters danger, remember to help him. There is nothing more to say." The old man seemed to be talking to himself, and then he pointed his finger at the center of Zhang Wufeng's eyebrows and poked it hard several times again.

But this time, Zhang Wufeng did not hesitate, because this was a recovered memory, so he had completely memorized the following conversation.

“In the future, you will lose your memory one day, and then regain these memories that once seemed real.

Why do you have another happy life with Yang Xiaolan in your memory? Why do your brothers treat you well? These should actually be the original history.

History can be changed, but only the future can be changed, that is, the ending that has not yet been written can be changed.

What does it mean that the ending has not yet been written? Just like the novel "Castle in the Sky" that you will write in the future, before the ending is released, you can tamper with it yourself! That's it!
I have said before that if you do something, you will have to pay a price. Since you want to save Yang Xiaolan's life, you can only give up her love for you.

Her love for you is very deep. That's why there are always tears in her eyes. It's because of the depth of her love.

Such love is a very pure energy. I will extract the energy of love and seal it in this black jade. Then in the future, her love for you will be ordinary.

Don’t understand love because the soul has no love.

Later, I might even betray you. Don't you regret it? It's not too late now, because if you regret it, I can completely erase your memory and make you feel dizzy and think you didn't meet me. "

"As long as she's alive, I'm willing for her to give up love!" After a little thought, Zhang Wufeng secretly warned himself that in the future, no matter how wrong the other party was, as long as they didn't break up, he would always go along with her! Pamper her! After all, it was he who deprived her of love!
Zhang Wufeng made this decision in his mind. He knew that after this moment, he would forget some things. Moreover, this person was a person with special abilities and would definitely not let him remember some crucial changes.

So, he told himself again and again in his heart that he must be nice to Yang Xiaolan, and kept hypnotizing himself like this.

"You really chose to let her live. Indeed, life is very precious to an ordinary person. In fact, true and pure love can make some people with super powers have terrifying strength enhancement, so many people with super powers will look for true love in the world. Zhang Guangyao is the descendant of the 'magician'. Don't ask about the past karma and entanglements. Take good care of him. If he gets into trouble, remember to help him find a good marriage. I will strengthen this result in your mind, and of course it will leave a special memory to help you when necessary.

The road to the Sky Eye is long and bumpy. As with everything, different people have different opinions, so don't jump to conclusions.

If one day you open this memory, then at this moment, I will definitely be defeated by the strong men of the Dark Sky City, so you must choose to forget again.

Also, everything is about fate, fate brings you together and fate separates you. If you are destined to be together, you will be together. If you are not destined to be together, it will be difficult to hold hands. Now that this memory has been unlocked, if you don’t want her to die, let her make her own choice. You will know who she is!

Finally, work hard, my spirit is sealed, waiting for your future salvation!"

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This memory is indeed too shocking.

Coming back to his senses, the expression on Li Xuan's face, which had been as calm as a well, finally showed some changes.
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The big foreshadowing has been explained, and then the story turns to pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. There is a purely urban description, which is the stage of self-recovery of strength.

These two are slightly repetitive, so I added nearly two thousand words to this chapter. In fact, it is close to eight thousand words, but I counted 6999 words, and then modified and added them, so I guess I can make up the two thousand words for you.

Because this is a big foreshadowing. If I write in the book that everyone should read a certain chapter, I am afraid it will affect the readers' enthusiasm. This is the reason why Yang Xiaolan changed after the fortune-telling.

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(End of this chapter)