C77 (2/2)

Qin Yize shouted loudly, ”What a good Black Robe! I have to catch you no matter what!”

Right after Black Robe waved his hand at me, I felt something enter my body. I felt a little dizzy, and slowly, my consciousness became fuzzy. Then, my eyes turned dark and I fell down.

When I woke up, I was already in bed, covered in dew, and I screamed and clutched at the covers.

Just then, Qin Yize walked in with a bowl of porridge. He placed the porridge on the table and walked towards me.

Suddenly, memories that don't belong to me flooded in from all directions, as if they were trying to squeeze into my mind. My head hurt.

”Ah, it hurts! My head hurts!”

”Lingyue, what's wrong with you?” Qin Yize ran over and hugged me tightly as he asked with concern.

Suddenly, I pushed Qin Yize away, ”I remember, I remember, Ouyang, I remember.”

Qin Yize was preparing to approach me again, but I immediately shouted out, ”Don't come over, don't come over here … Ouyang … Wu wu wu … I remember, I remember … ”

Qin Yize looked at me with a dark expression. My mind was filled with scenes of Ouyang and me...

My name is Yanyan, Ouyang Ziyun is the child next door to me, we have been together since childhood, and when we were young we agreed to marry him after we grew up.

Ouyang Ziyun protected me since I was young. No matter who bullied me, Ouyang Ziyun always stood in front of me. Until that day, a group of robbers entered our village and killed everyone there.

Ouyang took me to the mountain then, so we escaped this disaster. When we returned to the village, there was a fire everywhere, and the village was filled with dead people, their blood flowing like rivers.

When we got home, our parents died in the hands of the bandits, and our home was ruined as well. It was the same when Ouyang Ziyun got home. Both his parents had died as well.

Ouyang Ziyun and I were the only ones left in the village. He was afraid that the bandits would come again, so he brought me and ran out of the village.

On the way, Ouyang Ziyun took care of me. When I was hungry, Ouyang Ziyun asked for food from me, and when Ouyang Ziyun went to find water for me, I decided to marry Ouyang Ziyun. In this world, I had no one else to rely on but Ouyang Ziyun.

We don't know how far we walked, but we arrived at a remote village, and the people here were all very good. So we decided to settle down here.

He lived here for more than ten years.

Of course, Ouyang and I also married smoothly, and our married days were very happy and happy. A big yard at home, Ouyang for me full of flowers, my favorite yellow tulip.

Every day, we lived the life of a girl and a boy, but it was a pity that Ouyang and I didn't have any children.

Every time Ouyang saw the envious eyes of the children in the village, I felt very guilty.

As time passed, Ouyang Ziyun became more and more concerned. When I was with Ouyang Ziyun, he never cared about being considerate, but he just didn't like me mentioning his child. I've told Ouyang Ziyun many times, but Ouyang Ziyun just hugged me and said, ”As long as you are here, it's enough.”

I still feel guilty.

So I looked around for a way to give birth, but there was no result.

Soon, Ouyang and I were getting old. The yard was still full of flowers, but we were like the sunset. Every time we sat in the yard and looked at the setting sun, we felt something was missing.

Ouyang was very happy when he saw a child run to the door, but he never showed me his desire for a child.

But what was he thinking, how could I not know?