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

One morning, seeing Fu Hua lighting a fire in the kitchen of the cottage, Ye Ming asked curiously:

"Didn't we just have breakfast?"

"I'm boiling some medicine."

Fu Hua answered while adjusting the size of the flame with a palm-leaf fan.

"Decoction? Are you sick?"

"No." Fu Hua shook her head. "Actually, I don't know why I did this."

"But as long as I have the right herbs and enough time, I will habitually make a decoction."

The crackling sound of the firewood only made the morning silence more profound.

"I remember... this medicine is very important. I prepared it specially for someone."

"I still remember that I spent a lot of time running around for this recipe and spent a lot of money."

"But I can't remember who that person is."

The burning firewood broke in the middle, and several sparks burst out. The bright light jumped a few times in front of Fu Hua, but finally went out in the morning mist.

Ye Ming looked at Fu Hua's profile. He had never seen such a cold smile.

"Do you want to try it?"

Fu Hua took the frying pan off the stove:

"The main effect of this formula is nourishing. It can strengthen the body even if you are not sick or injured."

"..."

Ye Ming originally wanted to help Fu Hua resolve her doubts.

But at that moment, he felt the rejection of this timeline.

"time is limited."

Danzhu and Cangxuan were right. If they couldn't accompany Fu Hua for a long time, they shouldn't let her miss her more in vain.

But this time, the medicine that Fu Hua fed herself tasted much more bitter than before.

241. Bitter Medicine & Yu Duchen's Resonance

"Is it hard?"

"Ah."

Seeing Ye Ming frowning because of the bitterness of the medicine, Fu Hua's eyes also revealed a glimmer of bitterness and sweetness.

"I always feel that if it were him, he might have the same reaction as you."

"..."

Feeling the loneliness of "there is only one person wearing dogwood branches" in Fu Hua's words and actions, Ye Ming couldn't help but ask:

"If you have the chance, would you like to regain your memory of that person?"

"No." Fu Hua replied calmly: "Things have changed and people have changed, and...excessive thoughts will interfere with my mission."

Ye Ming asked with some reluctance: "Are memories so insignificant to you?"

"..."

Fu Hua looked at Ye Ming, as if she saw her past self.

The one who doesn’t want to let the past go… the stubborn self.

"Someone once told me that forgetting is a bitter medicine."

"If you always immerse yourself in the memories of the past, you will lose the power to move forward."

"I have things I must do and cannot be burdened by the past."

Fu Hua spoke slowly, without much ups and downs in her tone, just like an immortal preaching.

"I understand the reason, but..."

Seeing that Ye Ming still found it hard to accept, Fu Hua was not in a hurry to persuade him. Instead, she showed a hint of envy.

"It seems that you are a strong person, Ye Ming."

"Why do you say that?" Ye Ming was quite surprised.

It was the first time that someone used the word "strong" to describe me, a crybaby.

“When vulnerable people are crushed by pain, only forgetting can allow them to move on.”

"But you are different. From the looks of you, it seems that you are ready to shoulder everything."

Ye Ming asked back: "What about you?"

"Do you also have pain that you must forget?"

"Yeah." Fu Hua admitted it frankly.

"When the collapse came, I lost many important people."

"Among them are my father, my friend, and the person I don't remember."

"Yu Duchen sealed my thoughts about them, so that I can calmly accept the fact of losing them."

As she spoke, Fu Hua looked towards the firewood in the stove which was barely hot enough.

The dying flame seemed to be the remaining emotion she had for this blank memory.

"I hope you can stay strong and never need that bitter medicine again."

After leaving her blessings, Fu Hua left here, her steps light and without any hesitation.

At that moment, Ye Ming finally understood that Fu Hua in front of him was no longer the young girl she used to be.

She has turned back into the image that the monitor should be in my memory.

"I'm not strong at all..."

Finally, in the empty kitchen, only Ye Ming's low voice was left.

…………

"Hua~! What are we having for lunch?"

While Fu Hua was talking to Ye Ming, Dan Zhu came to her room and wanted to discuss lunch.

"not here?"

Seeing the empty bedroom, Danzhu wanted to leave, but soon her attention was attracted by a scroll.

On Fu Hua's neat and clean bed, the unfolded scroll stood out.

"Is this... Hua's handwriting?"

As soon as he opened the scroll and before he took a closer look, Danzhu discovered that this was not an object he got from anywhere, but Fu Hua's own thing.

Curiosity drove her to read the content carefully, but as she read, Danzhu's expression became solemn.

"Danzhu, what do you want to do while Hua is away?"

Cang Xuan, who was passing by, saw Dan Zhu standing motionless beside Fu Hua's bed and thought that it was his sister who was planning to play some prank again.

"Sister, come and look at this."

"Um?"

Danzhu's panic was obviously beyond Cangxuan's expectations, and when she saw the contents of the scroll, the surprise in her eyes was even greater than Danzhu's.

"Danzhu, don't mention this matter in front of Hua."

After he finished speaking, Cang Xuan put the scroll away, put it back in its place, pulled his sister out of the room, and pretended to know nothing.

…………

Do you want to continue?

After returning to the Corridor of Time, Ye Ming looked a little dazed.

Hearing the system's question, he shook his head:

"No, I shouldn't disturb Fu Hua's life anymore."

The power to interfere with other people's time is already at your fingertips, and what you want to know is already known.

Since his past with Fu Hua had been sealed by her, then ending it here was the best option.

"In the days that followed, Fu Hua continued to seal her own memories."

Before leaving this vast corridor of time, waves of starlight transformed into feathers can still be seen everywhere.

But Ye Ming had no intention of stopping her this time, because that was Fu Hua's own choice.

More importantly, with so many years to live, she can only rely on sifting through her memories to maintain her spirit.

"Hmm? What are those?"

Just when Ye Ming was about to put everything behind him, he found a feather falling on his body.

The feathers that were originally unreadable actually showed the images of memories normally.

That was the time I spent with Fu Hua during this period of time.

It is worth mentioning that the memory sealed in this feather does not include the existence of Danzhu and Cangxuan.

In other words, what was selected and sealed by Yu Duchen... were only Ye Ming's own memories.

"This is really hurtful." Ye Ming smiled self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps it was because his existence was not important to Fu Hua, so he was eliminated by Yu Duchen.

But just as he was thinking this, the originally dull feathers suddenly shone with a cherry pink light.

一一This Yudu dust resonates with you.

A subtle force is slowly being injected into your body.

"Why do I?"

The reasons are not clear yet, but one can feel the spiritual power of Master Yu Duchen.

一一Maybe it’s because Fu Hua values ​​the time she spends with you?

"But... I just spent an ordinary daily life with Fu Hua."

"No matter how you look at it, it's an insignificant memory. Why is it like this?"

I'm afraid only Fu Hua herself knows about this matter.

…………

"It's that day again."

One evening, Fu Hua was sitting at the head of the bed with Yu Duchen placed in front of her.

Tonight is the night when she will filter and seal her memories. Fu Hua would do this every once in a while.

This time, the memory was reset for the first time since Ye Ming left.

Before the ceremony began, she took out a pen and ink and wrote something on the scroll.

The content should be very brief and it only takes a dozen seconds to write it all.

Afterwards, Fu Hua carefully put away the scroll and placed it in front of her chest, and Yu Duchen also emitted a cherry red light.

Soon, she will usher in a brand new day.

242. The Will of Doomsday

——Ye Ming, wake up.

——You have slept too long and your blood oxygen level is decreasing.

"How...how long have I slept?"

After being woken up by the system, Ye Ming looked at the shabby and dim ceiling and yawned calmly.

——15 hours.

"I haven't slept so deeply in a long time... Could I be in a coma?"