mory, divided into short-term mory and long-term mory.
Short-term mory, like the trivial daily tasks, stories read, and books perused, is temporarily stored in the brain’s hippocampus and becos blurred and even dissipates over ti.
There are two types of long-term mory. One is obtained through repeated reading and recitation, which, through neural stimulation, transfers from the hippocampus to the cerebral cortex, becoming permanent mory, such as recited poems and frequently dialed phone numbers. The other type of permanent mory is ford by direct stimulation of the cerebral cortex, leaving an indelibly deep impression on the brain and soul, thus permanently ingraining itself into one’s life.
That incident Xian Qianling spoke of just happened to be one of those that was seared into your life.
At the age of six, you, Wu Qiyi, and Xiao Feng ventured into a mall just over a hundred ters from your hos. Although the mall had been constructed only a year prior, both you and Xiao Feng were more familiar with it than your own hos.
At that ti, Xiao Feng’s family had not yet made its fortune, and your mother had just begun to swindle people at the Chenghuang Temple. With only a White Rabbit Creamy Candy in your pocket, you naturally could only gaze longingly at the array of goods in the mall. However, rely looking and indulging your eyesight was satisfying enough for you at that ti.
How you t the pretty elder sister with a ponytail, clad in a tidy dress, you can’t quite rember; the only thing that made a deep impression was that Wu Qiyi had taken a fancy to a doll. Despite having little money in your pocket, you, already considering Wu Qiyi as a future bride with youthful bravado, argued with the pretty elder sister and sent Xiao Feng ho to fetch the piggy bank, a painstakingly saved "dowry" from ages three to six.
During the argunt, a gang rushed in wielding weapons, injuring many people on the spot.
These people charged straight toward you, and although you didn’t know who their target was, it definitely was either Wu Qiyi or the pretty elder sister by your side. So, without hesitation, you grabbed Wu Qiyi and the pretty elder sister and ran.
During the escape, the pretty elder sister twisted her ankle and fell to the ground, where she was captured, while you and Wu Qiyi deftly avoided them and hid in a hidden spot.
Afterward, the attackers, assuming the pretty elder sister had a close relationship with you, threatened her life. They even tied a rope around her waist and hung her from the fifth floor!
To save the pretty elder sister, her grandmother and mother were brutally killed by those n one after the other. Then, you charged at the assailants, and at the sa ti, they opened fire...
After that, your mory is blank, seemingly sealed by so force, and to this day remains unknown.
Likewise, when your mother later questioned Wu Qiyi, she was as clueless as you.
This incident was relegated to a corner of your heart, and you never expected, thirteen years later, it would be brought up again, and the pretty ponytailed elder sister who’d been hung in mid-air would turn out to be the crazy Xian Qianling!
Seeing Xian Qianling staring at you, you impulsively asked, "Did you always know that the person who fought with you over the doll back then was ?"
After a mont’s silence, Xian Qianling finally nodded gently, "At first, I didn’t know. When I first saw you, I just felt you looked sowhat familiar. Do you know why I bullied you at our first encounter? It was a feeling that told you, young man, needed to be put in your place."
Hearing this, you couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, "Right, I indeed owe you."
"No, you don’t owe ," Xian Qianling said, tears welling up in her eyes again, "Although those people weren’t looking for back then, the person they wanted was Little Yun. But in the end, you saved my life, too."
"I saved you?"
"Don’t you rember?" Xian Qianling stared at you intently.
Seeing you shake your head slightly, Xian Qianling’s face showed a strange expression, one that even soone as emotionally expressive as you couldn’t comprehend.
"After they took the lives of both my grandmother and my mother, they hung him up high in the air. I was terrified at that ti, so scared I didn’t even know how to cry, I was just trembling. Just when I thought I was certainly going to die, you charged out."
"And then?"
"I don’t know."
"Huh?"
"Suddenly, my mind just went blank, for at least ten seconds or so. When I ca to, you had already pulled inside and started untying the knots. All those robbers had disappeared."
"Disappeared?"
Scratching his head, if even Xian Qianling didn’t know, then there really was no one who knew about the matter.
"My grandmother and mother left this world trying to save , and since then, I, who had always been frail, embarked on a thorny path."
Xian Qianling stared at you steadily, and faced with her firm gaze, you couldn’t help but turn away, suddenly finding yourself unable to et her eyes.
"There is one thing I want you to understand. You are the first and only person I’ve ever liked in my life; I like you, not because you saved back then, nor for any other reason, but just because I like you."
She said this very calmly, as calmly as one would get up in the morning to wash their face, brush their teeth, eat when hungry, and sleep when it’s ti. As if the words "I like you" had been deeply branded into her heart and fused into the depths of her soul.
"I..."
Zhao’er was right beside you, and at this mont you didn’t know how to respond, let alone refuse.
"Li Muyun, I don’t need any reaction from you right now, you just need to know that I like you, that’s all."
"Huh?" Suddenly dizzied by the boldness of this crazy woman, "What do you an?"
Silently guarding, quietly stepping back?
If it were really so, you could sigh in relief.
However, at that mont, Xian Qianling gave a sly smile. She glanced at Zhao’er beside her, her usually sharp eyes smiling like a fox: "Little Yun has already told , four years in college and no marriage, only dating. Although there are so ways I cannot compare to Zhao’er, I absolutely won’t submit, just you wait. Sooner or later, I will make you kneel before and sing ’Conquer’ to !"
As she said this, Xian Qianling seed to have liberated and freed her heart, dancing and leaping like a butterfly, twirling in front of you.
She spun around while laughing loudly at you: "Hey, Little Brother Mu Yun, an older girl is like a treasure, I’m quite a catch!"
This... this crazy woman!
Rolling your eyes was insufficient to express the scorn you felt inside for her, and you imdiately took Zhao’er’s tender little hand and walked towards the small grove ahead.
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