Chapter 2072. Hearts Dead, Already Forgotten (1/2)

Inside the rain curtain, the soft rain was like a gentle mutter. As the water scattered, the sound of the wind fused with it and formed a wisp of dream that came from a previous life.

The butterfly around Qing Hong landed in her hand and she gently gave it shelter from the rain and wind. It was as if she was the red butterfly, but it was unknown who in this world could shelter her from the same wind and rain.

She turned around and saw a stranger in white under the oil paper umbrella.

“Red Butterfly… That name is very beautiful.” Qing Hong looked at the white-haired youth and smiled. This smile was like a lonely rose in full bloom.

“If you’d like, you can become Red Butterfly.” Wang Lin looked at the beautiful woman. What happened back on planet Suzaku appeared in his eyes.

The woman smiled slightly but didn’t speak. She looked at Wang Lin. Their gazes met in the rain and lingered for a long time.

Qing Hong looked at Wang Lin and softly said, “I met you in my dream. When I became a third step cultivator, I met you in my dream.”

“Do you believe in reincarnation?” Wang Lin’s gaze moved from the woman to the rain falling from the sky.

“Do you believe in it?” the woman questioned back.

“I....” Wang Lin’s voice stopped, and after a long time, he nodded.

“I believe in it.”

The woman turned to look at the rain and softly said, “If even White-Haired Ascendant Empyrean believes it, then I also believe it.”

“I always felt like I was waiting for someone to give me an answer… When I reached the third step, I knew the person I was waiting for was you.

“Reincarnation, I always wondered if I had a previous life. Otherwise, why would I like red or butterflies? I also thought about why I would like something. It doesn’t come from thin air, and if it’s not this life, it’s the previous life.

“I was called ‘Red Butterfly’ in my previous life, correct?” The woman didn’t turn her head and her voice was calm.

“However, in my dreams of my previous life, there was another previous life… In that life, I also saw you.”

Wang Lin was startled.

Qing Hong looked as the horizon as she said, “In that lifetime, I remember you asking me a question. A question that I only got the answer to now. Do you want to hear it?”

Wang Lin silently pondered for a moment and said, “What question did I ask you?”

“Do you want to keep your current life’s memory or restore your previous life’s memory?” Qing Hong turned around and looked at Wang Lin. In her beautiful eyes, there was a light Wang Lin could not see through.

Qing Hong sounded emotional as she softly muttered, “A past life and the current life can coexist, but once the memories of the past are restored, the current life gains a lot of baggage. If it’s not restored, then I won’t know, and if I know, I can’t forget it. That is my understanding.”

Wang Lin’s eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at the woman before him and asked, “How did you answer me then?”

Qing Hong’s expression was complicated as she whispered, “Forget the past and only remember now. If I continue to persist time and time again, it will bring pain and confusion.”

“I understand.” Wang Lin let out a sigh. He knew that Red Butterfly remembered something, but what she had said about the life before the previous life caused Wang Lin’s heart to tremble. He thought about the dream dao on planet Suzaku, where it was also in the curtain of rain that a woman appeared before him holding a baby girl.

There was a red butterfly in the rain curtain, finding shelter from the rain under a leave. As the woman was thinking of a name for the baby girl, he muttered the words “red butterfly.”

Wang Lin silently pondered as he turned and walked into the distance.

“I have already forgotten a lot about that life. I only remember you and this question… And another… He said something to you.

“I still remember that line.” Qing Hong closed her eyes and her voice was soft.

“What line?” Wang Lin didn’t pause as he walked into the rain.

“Hearts dead, already forgotten…”

Inside the rain, Wang Lin’s body trembled and he suddenly turned around. He was filled with shock. This shock came from his soul. The oil paper umbrella in his hand fell on the ground and was soaked in the rain.

“Mo Zhi.” Planet Suzaku appeared in Wang Lin’s eyes. When he was a low level cultivator, it was also during a rainy night that he met a bald man whose eyes were filled with confusion. He looked at Wang Lin and said one line.

“This rain is born in the sky and dies on the earth. The process in between is life…

“Hearts dead, already forgotten…”