Or what, Yeyue didn't say it after all. Or I have already said it, but I just can't hear it.

Zhao Nan frowned and touched her nose subconsciously, reaching halfway through her hand but then stopped. This feeling is very familiar, it is probably a habit of forgetting myself before. The problem is that remembering this habit does not seem to help what is happening right now.

He couldn't help but frustrated: "No matter which kind, since you don't hate me, at least we will not be enemies before. If we are enemies, even after forgetting, it is estimated that we will still feel instinctive."

Ye Yue nodded, agreeing to this statement.

Zhao Nan said again: "I only think of a person who is important to me, but I can't remember who it is. Can you take off the mask you wear and let me see, maybe it can stimulate me to think of something."

"mask?"

Ye Yue touched her face subconsciously. It was a cold and hard touch. It was indeed a mask. There was nothing wrong with it, "Why would I carry this kind of thing?"

She shook her head, "It feels bad."

So he took off the mask covering the entire head, and a bunch of fiery red hair fell down and fell to his waist, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

"What, what do you remember?"

...

...

Zhao Nan's heart was startled, and the woman in front of him seemed to be born with a sense of temptation, which made people startled. This kind of heartbeat stimulated the heart all at once, and it was very fresh.

But he sighed and said a little disappointed: "I'm sorry, I can't remember...but you are really beautiful."

"Pretty?" Ye Yue shook her head, her face flushed: "I don't remember what I look like."

Zhao Nan smiled and said: "You can be called a beauty, and a man will probably be excited when he sees it."

Ye Yue said indifferently: "At least I can't hear your heartbeat. Although the heartbeat did speed up at first, it calmed down soon afterwards. This gave me a certain degree of credibility in what I said to you. Keep it. Maybe you've been deceiving me from the beginning, like...you haven't forgotten the previous things at all?"

"This kind of inference also seems to be correct." Zhao Nan subconsciously said: "Perhaps the conversion, it is not necessarily because you are deceiving me... By the way, listen? Can you hear my heartbeat?"

Ye Yue showed a dazed expression, and made an appearance of listening in a soft voice: "It is indeed. And it's very clear. It includes your breathing."

A pair of cat ears on that head were shaking. Zhao Nan guessed that it was the ability that these ears gave the other party, and couldn't help sighing, "It's amazing."

Ye Yue finally realized that she was somewhat different from the person in front of her. She subconsciously touched the ears on her head, then looked at the stretched hand, a soft, fluffy, slender tail.

She can control this tail, subconsciously. Pulling the tail in front of him, he said in doubt: "We are different."

"It's not the same in terms of form." Zhao Nan hugged his hands, carefully observed the tail, frowned and said: "But we can communicate, it's weird."

The tail was cocked at one end, swaying meaninglessly in the air. Zhao Nan subconsciously reached out and held the tail, and squeezed it, "It's quite soft."

Ye Yue suddenly shuddered all over her body. Goose bumps all over his body appeared in an instant, and a pair of ears on his head stood straight up. Almost instinctively, waved and patted.

Snapped--!

...

...

Snapped!

This crisp sound is the sound of palms and palms clapping. At the moment Ye Yue waved his hand, instinctively, Zhao Nan raised his hand to block the palm that was about to slap his face.

"Let go!" Ye Yue said angrily.

"This seems to be your sensitive point." Zhao Nan released his hand.

The tail in front of him instantly retracted behind him. Ye Yue moved her body on the ground and looked over with a guarded face.

Zhao Nan smiled bitterly: "I think we are really not enemies."

Seeing that the other party did not speak, and his vigilant expression remained unchanged, Zhao Nan sorted out his thoughts and said: "You have a sword on your body. From just now, you should wake up one step earlier than me. If we are the enemy. And you If you don’t lose your memory, you’ll probably stabbed me. But you didn’t, and you said you don’t hate me. Although you can’t prove whether you also forget, at least you don’t have the heart to kill me, um, or it doesn’t exist for the time being... But I can't prove anything."

"sword?"

Ye Yue looked at it subconsciously, a thin sword at her waist was quietly in its sheath, she stretched out her hand to hold it on the hilt, and whispered: "Very familiar feeling."

"I also have a very familiar feeling."

Zhao Nan touched her body. It was a black wooden staff like a fire stick.

...

...

"Suppose we have all forgotten the past, but based on these things, it seems that we are not ordinary people... Well, I just don't know whether the so-called ordinary people are ordinary, ordinary to that mild."

Zhao Nan stood up, "No matter what it is, I have to leave this place and talk about it. Maybe I can find someone who knows you and me."

He stretched out his hand towards Ye Yue and said calmly: "My feeling tells me that I need to find a very important person. Your situation is similar to mine. We might as well walk together, maybe we can find the truth."

Ye Yue lowered her head and thought for a while, hesitantly stretched out her hand, but warned: "Don't touch my tail in the future!"

Zhao Nan smiled bitterly: "It was just an accident."

He pulled the opponent up hard.

Ye Yue glared coldly, then cursed her expression casually, looking around in a daze, "But the surroundings are white, and there is no way to see it at all."

It was at this time that a certain kind of vibration rippled in the air like ripples, and in an instant, what jumped into the eyes of the two people was no longer the white hazy here, but the afterglow of the setting sun.

There is another, a quiet village where children live in groups and play, and people walk around leisurely...

Zhao Nan's head hurt suddenly, and it seemed to be caught in many things at once. It's just that these things are equally blurred, and my heart instinctively resists the invasion of these things. In an instant, he felt that he was no longer "Zhao Nan".

"Zhao Nan, Ye Yue!"

There was an old, slightly hoarse female midtone. It was a middle-aged woman with the appearance of a typical peasant woman wrapped in hair, bloated, holding a basket with some wild vegetables on the basket.

"Oh, you two have a good relationship, have you walked together again?"

couple--?

The peasant woman smiled and said she was going home to prepare dinner. She pointed to the house before she moved, and kindly reminded: "Affection is a good thing, but you still have to pay attention. Xiao Anya is probably hungry at this time. Don't hurry up. Go back, your daughter is going to be awkward."

daughter--?