Zhuge Yue heard that Long Zhutian had woken up and hurried over from the capital.
Long Zhutian didn't recognize him anymore and turned a deaf ear to everything he said.
This made Zhuge Yue grit his teeth.
"It's simply too much! I have known you for more than 20 years. I am a good brother and a good friend. You actually forgot about me and never forgot about her. You are a guy who values sex over friends!" Zhuge Yue shouted.
"I forgot about myself."
Long Zhutian spoke out.
"well--"
Zhuge Yue sighed, but his eyes were filled with joy.
Perhaps, if you forget everything, the things you have to bear will not be so heavy.
"From now on, you two can live a good life here. It doesn't matter if you can't remember everything." Zhuge Yue said to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei nodded slightly.
In the past, every time I saw Long Zhutian, I felt as if he was enveloped in a large gloomy black mist, as if he was always burdened with unsolvable worries.
In the past few days, he has become less depressed than before. Although he still doesn't speak much, his eyes and smile are joyful and innocent, just like a young man who has never experienced anything in the world.
To be honest, she likes him in this state very much!
She didn't want to try to do anything to jog his memory, as long as he still remembered her.
Long Zhutian also asked her who he was.
Regarding this, Yang Zimei also found it difficult to explain, and just said one sentence to prevaricate: "It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you remember, you are my man."
As soon as she said this, he giggled with joy in his heart and eyes in joy, and then he hugged her and spun her around, as if he had picked up a beautiful shell on the beach.
Yang Zimei has been living a very happy life these days. She was so happy that she took a few days off from school and stayed with Long Zhutian every day, eating, walking, chatting and sleeping with him.
It feels really good to be able to see him all the time. I no longer have to worry that my pillow will be empty when I open my eyes.
I no longer think about what he is doing all the time.
The mahogany plaque around her neck turned into a dead thing again, and never saw its light shine again.
Perhaps, it would only react when it encountered Long Zhutian.
However, she wanted to retrieve the mahogany tablet, not only because it was related to Long Zhutian's identity and background, but most importantly, it was a Long Zhutian amulet that could allow him to escape from death.
She tried to deduce Long Zhutian's numerology again, but who knew that as soon as she started to deduce, she encountered a backlash of vitality, causing her to vomit a mouthful of blood and almost went crazy.
She had to give up.
When sleeping at night, Long Zhutian held her in his arms, reached out to pick up the mahogany plaque around her neck, and suddenly said thoughtfully: "This thing looks familiar to me. It seems that I have had such a piece before."
, did I give it to you?"
"No, your piece is missing." Yang Zimei replied.
Long Zhutian fell into thinking.
Unfortunately, his mind felt like it was stuffed with cotton. In his memory, only the scene when Zi Mei hugged him that day and said she was waiting for him to come back.
This situation was extremely clear in his mind!
But other things are a vast expanse of white, with no trace to be found.