I am the savior, but I am being asked by Alicia and the others to pay me back.

So he was very tactful and pretended that he had something to do at home and had to leave first. Before leaving, he patted Ye Ming on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Haha, what an interesting kid."

The girl’s vitality reminded Ye Ming of his own white cat.

But when his eyes were immersed in the girl, Fu Hua suddenly grabbed the corner of Ye Ming's clothes, as if intentionally trying to pull Ye Ming's gaze back.

"Ye Ming, I have something important to tell you."

"Eh? What's the important thing?"

"You come with me."

After saying that, Fu Hua took Ye Ming to a remote wooden house, which looked like a Chinese medicine store.

"Boss, please boil the medicine that I prepared for you earlier."

"Okay~! So, have you finally found the person you like?"

"..."

Hearing the words of the old man with reading glasses in front of her, Fu Hua's brows were furrowed more complicated than a Chinese knot.

"Boss...I didn't say that was the person I liked."

Seeing Ye Ming being dragged here by Fu Hua, the boss understood and said:

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong. I'll go make some medicine for you first."

"So...what is this for?"

Ye Ming has been confused since the beginning.

Why did he suddenly come to drink Chinese medicine? And judging from Fu Hua's tone, it seemed that he had been prepared for this?

"Here comes the medicine, be careful of the burns."

Fu Hua took the porcelain bowl, then lifted her hair to the side, opened her pink little mouth and blew air into it continuously until the hot steam on the surface of the medicine was cooled down.

"Ye Ming, drink it."

"Ah? For me to drink?"

Ye Ming was stunned. He had just seen Fu Hua blowing for a long time, and he thought that Fu Hua was suffering from some disease and was making medicine for him.

"I heard from the health care doctor that you seemed to have suffered some serious injuries and have just recovered. You are very weak..."

"It just so happens that my family has a tonic recipe passed down from generation to generation, and I want you to try it."

Ye Ming looked at the bowl of black medicine and his face turned pale.

"Haha, young man, there is no need to doubt the value of this prescription."

The old man who ran the pharmacy came out and said:

"In order to prepare more effective medicine, Hua has paved the way for us old guys."

"This medicine is not only her family's inheritance, but has also been improved by our masters. I wouldn't say it's a perfect tonic, but it's at least at the level of a hundred-year-old ginseng."

"..."

To be honest, Ye Ming didn’t understand what these old Chinese doctors said, nor did he understand how many herbs were used in this bowl of soup and how exquisite the recipe was.

He only understood one thing, that these were all Fu Hua's hard work, and that was enough.

Tons tons tons...

Ye Ming drank the bowl of Chinese medicine that was so bitter that it made people wear a mask of pain, with the same spirit as Mao Zi drinking vodka.

"It will take some time for the medicine to take effect. Let's go back first and I'll ask you what you think later."

On the way back, Ye Ming couldn't help but ask:

"Is this medicine the important thing you want to tell me?"

"Um……"

Seeing Fu Hua nod, the audience could no longer hold their breath.

[The immortal is really made of wood, absolutely amazing]

[If it were me, Ye Bao would already be a mother of two children]

【??? Something is wrong with you upstairs】

[It's just a typo, don't mind]

"Come to think of it, the cost of this medicine is not low, right?"

It's not just the price of the herbs themselves, but also the amount of labor and expense that must have gone into preparing this perfect prescription.

"Well, luckily I saved all the money you gave me before, so it's barely enough."

"The money I gave you before was for you to eat well, why did you use it here?"

When Ye Ming saw that Fu Hua's figure had not improved at all, he imagined that she was eating coarse food.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter to me."

Fu Hua covered her chest and cautiously asked:

"Or is it that large size is what you prefer, Ye Ming?"

"This, this..."

Ye Ming felt a little guilty. He did like the big ones, but he didn't care about the small ones either.

But no matter what, it was really tactless to bring up this topic in front of Fu Hua, so Ye Ming changed the topic:

"Oh, I suddenly feel very hot and sweat all over my body."

"Well, that means the medicine is working."

Hearing this, Fu Hua finally smiled with relief:

"However, this is only my first time eating it, so the effect is definitely not enough."

"If you want to nourish yourself properly, you must take the medicine every day."

"Stay here for the time being. I will make medicine for you every day."

Fu Hua looked very happy when she said this.

She finally found a reason to keep Ye Ming by her side in a legitimate way without feeling ashamed.

"Then please."

Having said that, Ye Ming was unable to stay for too long this time.

However, unlike the last time when he left without saying goodbye, this time when he parted with Fu Hua, he seemed very natural.

Because of the school holidays, Fu Hua also had to go back to her hometown, so they needed to be separated for a while.

"Will we still meet at school in the new semester?"

"Not necessarily... maybe I'll be away for a while."

When leaving, Ye Ming did not give Fu Hua a specific promise as he had before.

Although he really wanted to spend more time with Fu Hua during this period of time, Ye Ming knew that he still had a lot of things to do and couldn't just follow his mood.

"I understand. See you again if we're lucky."

At that time, Fu Hua didn't know that the four words "see you again if we're destined to" were simply blind optimism about the future.

Not long after Ye Ming left, a huge meteorite fell in Canghai City, taking the lives of countless people.

The collapse... has arrived.

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"Strange, there are more feathers again."

After retreating from the time node back to the time corridor, Ye Ming discovered that dark red feathers were everywhere, and their number had exceeded the stars made up of memories.

"This feeling... is a little bit wrong?"

Ye Ming walked closer to the feathers, but found that these things were not resisting him as they did at the beginning.

Although he still couldn't read the memory fragments, when Ye Ming stretched out his hand, no barrier would be triggered to separate his hand.

Although not complete yet, these feathers... are gradually recognizing Ye Ming.

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239. But I know it is a sad thing

"What the hell is this?"

Originally, Ye Ming didn’t want to care about so many things, he just wanted to have more contact with his former Fu Hua.

But the feathers before my eyes are expanding their presence exponentially.

——If the feather doesn't repel you, put your hand on it and I will try to analyze it.

"Ah."

According to the system's requirements, Ye Ming held one of the feathers in his hand.

"I remember that when I touched these feathers before, they would bounce back violently, but now they are not so repulsive to me."

——Analysis in progress, preliminary judgment is that this should be the Key of God.

"The Key of God? But...why is it here?"

——Data is being unpacked, please be patient... huh?

——Ye Ming, your heart rate has become a little strange, what happened?

"I don't know either, but... the longer I come into contact with these feathers, the sadder I feel."

Ye Ming's breathing became heavier and heavier:

"I can sense a very sad emotion, is it Fu Hua's?"

Before Ye Ming could figure out what was going on, the feather in his hand suddenly broke free as if it were a living thing and flew out like a dandelion.

Ye Ming looked in the direction where the feathers were flying, and found that many bright stars were being swallowed by these feathers, turning cherry red and dim.

"Fu Hua's memory is being transformed?"

Watching from a distance, the process of starlight being transformed into feathers is like watching a tornado sweeping through a sea of ​​flowers.

The originally bright flowers gradually faded away in the waves and turned into dull branches.

"Is there no way to stop this process?"

——Why stop it?

"I always feel that this is not a good thing for Fu Hua."

Ye Ming couldn't tell the specific reason, but when he touched the feather just now, he could clearly feel the sadness deep in his heart.

As an outsider, Tuo would feel sad, so how would Fu Hua, who is involved, feel?

——Since these feathers don't repel you, maybe you can try physical blocking.

"That's what I was going to do!"

Ye Ming spread his wings of wind and flew in the direction of the transformation wave, trying to delay the devouring of Fu Hua's memories as much as possible.

"Is that... a black hole?"

During this process, Ye Ming also saw a space as dark as night.

There is no starlight of memory, and feathers have never flown in that direction.

It was as if Fu Hua's life had completely stagnated and been silent for quite a long time, and then started again.

——Ye Ming, be careful.

"Woo!"