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Chapter 517 Changes

 "I'm so angry, so angry, why are you like a piece of wood!"

"Do you really have to let me push you down?"

Mo Zhi punched the pillow hard, feeling so angry that he wished he could just rush into Yang Yi's room and pull him out and beat him up.

Because Mo Zhi had long discovered that Yang Yi was usually a very insufferable person, so after they came back just now, she rushed into the bathroom and took a bath, and then put on this pajamas that she thought were very sexy.

, just appeared in front of Yang Yi.

Logically speaking, my figure is not bad, and I am pretty enough, so any man would be attracted to me, right?

Even if she is not tempted, at least she will look at herself twice, right? After all, she has personal charm.

But this Gu Xingzhou is really a piece of wood. He has been sitting in the living room all the time. When he saw him coming, he did things obediently without even looking at him. He did whatever he said, even with his eyes.

There were no disturbances.

It was as if she was not a woman at all in his eyes, but a piece of stone. She was really angry to death.

Mo Zhi hammered the pillow angrily for a long time and muttered quietly for a long time before slowly calming down.

"Maybe he can't do it, maybe?"

"Forget it, I think there's no point in thinking so much. He's not mine anyway!"

Mo Zhi muttered to himself again, then threw the pillow aside, turned around and returned to the room.

Mo Zhi's room is on the second floor. Because Yang Yi is her personal bodyguard, Yang Yi also lives in the same villa as her. However, Yang Yi's room is on the first floor. It is a guest bedroom and is big enough.

It was enough for Yang Yi to have a good rest.

Mo Zhi here was still wondering if Yang Yi was not good at it after returning to the room, but Yang Yi in the room on the first floor had no intention of thinking about this, and he didn't know what Mo Zhi was thinking.

If he found out, he would probably give Mo Zhi a severe lesson.

But now, Yang Yi has no intention to think about this at all, because now he realizes that something is very wrong.

That is, he has felt some changes in his body.

Such a change was obvious, very obvious, something he had never felt before.

At least he hasn't felt such a change since he woke up.

It couldn't be said to be uncomfortable, but it was strange, as if a warm current appeared from the Dantian, running around his body, and everywhere it went, it was warm.

The rhythm of this warm current was also very regular. It started from the lower abdomen and divided into four streams. It kept moving through his limbs and body, even making him feel a little hot.

And these warm currents will return to the lower abdomen again after completing a circle. Every time they return to become one, Yang Yi will feel some subtle changes in his body.

For example, the vision is sharper, the hearing is clearer, and even the body feels relaxed, as light as a swallow, but that's it.

Yang Yi can feel it
It turns out that although his body is now in a state of sleep, his consciousness is very clear, very awake, and he doesn't even feel tired at all.

It's just that, although his consciousness is very clear, he can't fall into thinking like he did during the day. At most, he can only feel the changes in his body.

As this warm current gradually circulated, it soon became night. At this time, Yang Yi still did not fall into a deep sleep, but became more and more conscious.

Late at night, he only felt as if he was wearing night vision goggles. Even with his eyes closed, he could see the outside environment, such as the vases in the room, the crickets beating outside the window, or the swaying in the wind.

The flowers are as far as the eye can see.

Moreover, as this warm current gradually deepened and circulated more times, a vague picture appeared in Yang Yi's mind, like watching a movie, very real.

It was as if he had experienced it himself.

In the courtyard of a certain villa, a woman and a beautiful little girl were blowing bubbles. Colorful bubbles were flying all over the sky, which looked very beautiful.

The woman turned around, smiled quietly at him, opened her mouth, and seemed to say something, but he couldn't hear clearly. Following closely behind, the little girl with bright eyes also turned around and rushed towards him.

She smiled at him.

However, he still couldn't hear clearly what they said to him, as if they were deliberately blinded. He could only see the two people saying something to him, smiling slightly, and then slowly holding the windmill.

ran away.

This scene seemed familiar to Yang Yi, as if he had experienced it somewhere before, or in other words, it was his previous memory.

At this point, the picture no longer continues, and instead becomes pitch black and empty.

Yang Yi wanted to open his eyes and recall carefully, because he knew very well that he knew the two people in the picture.

Moreover, this scene gave him a feeling, as if the two people had a very close relationship with him, especially the woman's expression, so gentle and affectionate, she was clearly looking at her lover.

However, Yang Yi couldn't remember where he had seen them, nor could he remember their names.

At most, he could only remember that the relationship between these two people and him was extraordinary. Once he tried to think deeply, there would be bursts of severe pain in his brain, as if it was torn apart, making him miserable.

This feeling lasted until about early morning. Yang Yi, who had been sleeping peacefully in bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear and clear.

What he didn't notice was that the moment he opened his eyes, there was a silver light in his eyes that flashed away.

After Yang Yi opened his eyes, he lay on the bed with his eyes wide open for about five minutes, then put on his clothes, then opened the door alone, came to the rocking chair in the garden behind the villa, and sat down.

After lighting a cigarette, Yang Yi sat in the rocking chair, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky and the moon covered by clouds, and began to think deeply in his mind.

Although he has forgotten many things, at least those things have been with him for more than twenty years and are living evidence. He even feels a little confused now and doesn't know what to do. "I'm so angry. I'm so angry.

It’s like a piece of wood!”

"Do you really have to let me push you down?"

Mo Zhi punched the pillow hard, feeling so angry that he wished he could just rush into Yang Yi's room and pull him out and beat him up.

Because Mo Zhi had long discovered that Yang Yi was usually a very insufferable person, so after they came back just now, she rushed into the bathroom and took a bath, and then put on this pajamas that she thought were very sexy.

, just appeared in front of Yang Yi.

Logically speaking, my figure is not bad, and I am pretty enough, so any man would be attracted to me, right?

Even if she is not tempted, at least she will look at herself twice, right? After all, she has personal charm.

But this Gu Xingzhou is really a piece of wood. He has been sitting in the living room all the time. When he saw him coming, he did things obediently without even looking at him. He did whatever he said, even with his eyes.

There were no disturbances.

It was as if she was not a woman at all in his eyes, but a piece of stone. She was really angry to death.

Mo Zhi hammered the pillow angrily for a long time and muttered quietly for a long time before slowly calming down.

"Maybe he can't do it, maybe?"

"Forget it, I think there's no point in thinking so much. He's not mine anyway!"

Mo Zhi muttered to himself again, then threw the pillow aside, turned around and returned to the room.

Mo Zhi's room is on the second floor. Because Yang Yi is her personal bodyguard, Yang Yi also lives in the same villa as her. However, Yang Yi's room is on the first floor. It is a guest bedroom and is big enough.

It was enough for Yang Yi to have a good rest.

Mo Zhi here was still wondering if Yang Yi was not good at it after returning to the room, but Yang Yi in the room on the first floor had no intention of thinking about this, and he didn't know what Mo Zhi was thinking.

If he found out, he would probably give Mo Zhi a severe lesson.

But now, Yang Yi has no intention to think about this at all, because now he realizes that something is very wrong.

That is, he has felt some changes in his body.

Such a change was obvious, very obvious, something he had never felt before.

At least he hasn't felt such a change since he woke up.

It couldn't be said to be uncomfortable, but it was strange, as if a warm current appeared from the Dantian, running around his body, and everywhere it went, it was warm.

The rhythm of this warm current was also very regular. It started from the lower abdomen and divided into four streams. It kept moving through his limbs and body, even making him feel a little hot.

And these warm currents will return to the lower abdomen again after completing a circle. Every time they return to become one, Yang Yi will feel some subtle changes in his body.

For example, the vision is sharper, the hearing is clearer, and even the body feels relaxed, as light as a swallow, but that's it.

Yang Yi can feel it
It turns out that although his body is now in a state of sleep, his consciousness is very clear, very awake, and he doesn't even feel tired at all.

It's just that, although his consciousness is very clear, he can't fall into thinking like he did during the day. At most, he can only feel the changes in his body.

As this warm current gradually circulated, it soon became night. At this time, Yang Yi still did not fall into a deep sleep, but became more and more conscious.

Late at night, he only felt as if he was wearing night vision goggles. Even with his eyes closed, he could see the outside environment, such as the vases in the room, the crickets beating outside the window, or the swaying in the wind.

The flowers are as far as the eye can see.

Moreover, as this warm current gradually deepened and circulated more times, a vague picture appeared in Yang Yi's mind, like watching a movie, very real.

It was as if he had experienced it himself.

In the courtyard of a certain villa, a woman and a beautiful little girl were blowing bubbles. Colorful bubbles were flying all over the sky, which looked very beautiful.

The woman turned around, smiled quietly at him, opened her mouth, and seemed to say something, but he couldn't hear clearly. Following closely behind, the little girl with bright eyes also turned around and rushed towards him.

She smiled at him.

However, he still couldn't hear clearly what they said to him, as if they were deliberately blinded. He could only see the two people saying something to him, smiling slightly, and then slowly holding the windmill.

ran away.

This scene seemed familiar to Yang Yi, as if he had experienced it somewhere before, or in other words, it was his previous memory.

At this point, the picture no longer continues, and instead becomes pitch black and empty.

Yang Yi wanted to open his eyes and recall carefully, because he knew very well that he knew the two people in the picture.

Moreover, this scene gave him a feeling, as if the two people had a very close relationship with him, especially the woman's expression, so gentle and affectionate, she was clearly looking at her lover.

However, Yang Yi couldn't remember where he had seen them, nor could he remember their names.

At most, he could only remember that the relationship between these two people and him was extraordinary. Once he tried to think deeply, there would be bursts of severe pain in his brain, as if it was torn apart, making him miserable.

This feeling lasted until about early morning. Yang Yi, who had been sleeping peacefully in bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear and clear.

What he didn't notice was that the moment he opened his eyes, there was a silver light in his eyes that flashed away.

After Yang Yi opened his eyes, he lay on the bed with his eyes wide open for about five minutes, then put on his clothes, then opened the door alone, came to the rocking chair in the garden behind the villa, and sat down.

After lighting a cigarette, Yang Yi sat in the rocking chair, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky and the moon covered by clouds, and began to think deeply in his mind.

Although he has forgotten many things, at least those things have been with him for more than twenty years and are living evidence. Now he even feels a little confused and doesn't know what to do.


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