Cheng Jiayi stared at the flower buds for the middle of the night.

I don’t know whether the flower buds know Cheng Jiayi’s gaze. After wrapping the crystal that originally belonged to me, I never moved my petals except to make my petals tender again.

However, Cheng Jiayi still saw from the gradually plump flowers that the buds and petals were reviving, and the buds were also resurrecting.

The crystals are really strange, but the vitality of plants is stronger than that of animals. They have obviously withered and shriveled, but they can still flourish again.

Looking at my calves, the swelling has subsided, only the once torn part left with ugly curved red marks.

This trace will fade soon.

Cheng Jiayi was surprised by her thoughts. She seemed to have been injured. But when she took a bath, she did not see any scars on her body.

Cheng Jiayi reached out and pressed the injured part of the calf, and it seemed that he was completely healed. He moved his lower toe again, and the feeling of the existence of the toe reappeared.

Cheng Jiayi carried the chainsaw and carried the flower buds backwards. After hesitating for a while, he did not return to the place where he was injured before. No matter what beasts had been there, he would digest all the things he should have to digest overnight.

Following the direction of the wooden house that had seen before, Cheng Jiayi ran briskly. Before dawn, she returned to the forest farm.

Standing on the land of the forest farm, Cheng Jiayi suddenly felt a little confused. Why did she come here?

Cheng Jiayi finally realized something was wrong.

She wouldn't have appeared here for no reason, but she couldn't remember why she appeared here.

She still remembered all the process of fighting with Huabu, and knew that it happened the day before, but it seemed that it had been a long time and far away. The memories after the fight were very clear.

But all the memories of the struggle with the flower buds disappeared.

Hugely, Cheng Jiayi felt that she had not forgotten, but she just couldn't remember it. She also felt that the forgotten memory was very important, either because of forgetting it, or it was very important.

She appeared here because of some purpose, where she wanted to go. But what purpose and where she wanted to go?

Cheng Jiayi slowly walked in the forest farm until he saw the road leading out of the mountain.

The dirt road is repaired and can be opened to traffic. When Cheng Jiayi saw this dirt road, he knew the purpose of this road.

Her memory was lost, but as long as she saw something she had known, she would remember it.

After changing to another chainsaw, Cheng Jiayi walked out along the dirt road.

More than ten minutes later, Cheng Jiayi saw a truck hitting the woods next to him. Suddenly, several trucks hit each other in his mind. It was on another well-decorated road, with many corpses on the road.

The memories are not very beautiful. The scenes I remember are tragic and heartbreaking. The feeling of being about to pull the heart up, but it also brings some gratitude.

Cheng Jiayi stood in front of the truck for a while, took out the truck driver's crystal, and then left with a heavy mood.

I hunted again in the middle and used my blood. Maybe it was because I was close to the mountains and did not attract large beasts or a few birds, which were enough to eat.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Jiayi saw the village.

A familiar scene immediately appeared in my mind. There were still many people in the village, but their faces and clothes were all blurred.

The road continues, leading to the unknown, and the village is deserted. Cheng Jiayi still went in and checked the house. In a relatively decent house, he saw the map posted on the wall.

The words she didn't know immediately, but she immediately knew where she was and saw a familiar area on the map. She immediately remembered a map she had seen. On that map, she had a certain destination.

Go north and walk into this country.

Cheng Jiayi lifted the map on the wall, and she gradually felt confident in her heart. What she had forgotten would eventually be completely remembered.

When I saw the fields outside the village, I remember that tall corn, apple-sized grapes, watermelons that I could not hold on to at all... Many pictures were broken.

But all the people in all the pictures couldn't see their faces or figures clearly, as if they didn't want to recall them in their memory.

But you will remember it when you see it.

Cheng Jiayi comforted himself.

Until Cheng Jiayi saw a bicycle standing in the yard, suddenly, an evil face that made her sincerely disgusted appeared in front of her.

King's Star.

Wang Zhixing in the picture smiled sinisterly, holding a crossbow, and arrows shot towards him.

That arrow... Cheng Jiayi remembered it again.

Cheng Jiayi knew that she could not ride a bicycle, but it was not difficult to learn. She collected some clothes and things she thought were important to bring.

Every little movement made her recall something, messy and sad, because she had done such things many times.

She even took many crystals from the corpses with her own hands, and some of them were killed by her.

I only brought a few sets of clothes, a kitchen knife, a chainsaw tied to the back seat of the bicycle, and the buds were placed in the basket in front of the handlebars. After a while, the bicycle stabilized.

Along the way, you can occasionally see something suitable for food in the field. With more memories, you can think of something related to memory.

Until Cheng Jiayi suddenly thought of a serious question.

Her memory was full of mutation, but what about the things before mutation? She had vaguely recalled the mutation for not long.

Do you have to meet similar things before you can recall them? Then the memories before mutation will perish forever?

Because of a fight with this bud? Because she was almost sucked into human fuck by this evil bud? She must have been reborn after her death, at least her brain lost its nutritional supply at that moment.

Afterwards, the nerve cells regenerate, but the memory is also sealed.

Cheng Jiayi didn't know how she came about, this idea may be related to her forgotten memory.

It is not completely impossible to recall. The dream that she also forgot may not be a dream, but her past.

Looking at the increasingly delicate flower buds in the car basket, Cheng Jiayi felt like she was compassionate to the same fate. They were all for living.

She also absorbed the crystals of the buds, so would she have some sense of the buds?

Cheng Jiayi reached out and touched the lower flower bud. The hand was soft and lubricated like silk, but there was no spiritual sense.

While wandering around, Cheng Jiayi walked out of the primeval forest and out of the mountains.

The brain has lost its memory, and the body's instinct for avoiding danger is still there. The evil bud is too big, and it is really abnormal to be so delicate and tender when left. But it is a pity to throw it away.

Without wanting to encounter unnecessary trouble, Cheng Jiayi stopped and began to uncover the petals layer by layer.
Chapter completed!