Nor did the man see how to move, and the old man was kicked over a dozen metres on one foot and landed heavily on the ground.

The man's eyes, slowly falling on the girl, calm and waveless, in the cold and boneless eyes, were an unspeakable heartache.

“Does it hurt? ”

Soon, the man squatted down and gently held the girl in his arms.

“How did you... come...” The girl opened her eyes and looked weakly at this man as if he were an angel.

“Worried about you.” The man said slowly.

“Are you the only one...” The girl stares at the man.

“I'm alone, that's enough.” Men have no expression on their faces.

“Go away, leave me alone... it's none of your business.” The girl's face is indistinguishable between tears and rain.

“Don't talk.” A man holds a girl and leans on one side of her arms.

Soon, the man's cold and thorough gaze looked at the black-pressed crowd ahead, and the sound, as if it contained the final tranquillity before the end of the day, was repressed to the limit, about to erupt.

“The Wudao League Guild… From then on, the Wudao League Guild of Independent States… must be destroyed….” Man's eyes are palpitating if they're cold all the time.

This is a fairly complete memory, and here we are, stopping, and then the scene shifts.

China, Shijia.

Men stay with girls, every minute, every second, never leave.

Girls often sit outdoors, silently denying food and water, while men only feed and sustain their lives by coercive means.

“What the hell happened in Independent States?” The man looked at the girl and asked.

Girls, however, seem intent on avoiding the problem.

“Night Cold... Can you do me a favor...”

One day, the girl turned to the man.

“Help me erase all my memories…” Girl said.

“It's impossible.” The man chopped the nails off the iron.

“Really... even if I die.” A glimmer of despair appeared on the girl's face.

As the sentence fell, the man was completely silenced.

At the last minute in the operating room, the girl took out a ring and handed it to the man: "Night Cold... this is one of my most precious rings, can you save it for me...”

The man took the ring and measured it for a moment: "What is it? ”

The girl smiled and shook her head: “You don't have to know, keep it, hide it. ”

……

As if blinking an eye, for decades, Ye Zheng in the dean's office suddenly opened his eyes and the whole human condition reflexed and straightened his body, coughing as hard as choking water.

“Breathe deeply.”

On one side, Dean Akashi headed towards Ip Chi Dao.

According to the instructions of Dean Qiao, Ye Qiao is gradually getting better.

“Two more times in your situation, it should be almost over. Go back and rest.” Dean Qi returned to the desk and read the documents.

Ye Zheng walked like a walking corpse, left the dean's office, his head buzzed, this time the hypnosis remembered, no longer counted as memory fragments, but two relatively complete memories, and he was like a bystander, like watching a movie, after watching these scenes.

Wudao League Guild, blind man... trying to kill the elder Golden Girl with a dagger, and... Night Cold...

Everything, as if in series at this moment, is astonishing.

That girl, Ye Zheng, can be sure, is who she was, Miss Nie Jia Er... Nie is not worried.