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Chapter 1048: 1048 Remember my name

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"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's go."

Everyone was silent for a moment, but Ning Huanxin took the initiative to speak, breaking the awkward silence.

"Um."

After hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Jiang Lixing took a step forward and bent down slightly: "Come up, I'll carry you."

She is still very weak now. Although Jiang Lixing can choose to give his spiritual energy to Ning Huanxin so that she can recover quickly, he would rather let her rest well and protect her.

"oh."

Ning Huanxin nodded, without hesitation she put her hands around Jiang Lixing's arms and lay on his back.

His back was still so generous, so warm and safe.

At this time, light snow was still falling in the sky, but none of those snowflakes fell on Ning Huanxin.

The two figures walked in front of the crowd.

Perhaps it should be said that the two of them have a special aura together that can automatically isolate others.

"It's a perfect match. It matches my face perfectly."

As a newly promoted little girl, Yang Anuan kept thinking about it in the background. Finally, she took out her mobile phone and took a lot of photos of the two people's backs, horizontally and vertically.

Seeing her boring behavior, Zhang Yuanjian couldn't help but smile: "Why are you taking a picture of her on the back?"

"That makes sense, you know what?"

Yang Anuan held the phone with a happy face: "Sister Huan and I... We have known each other for a long time, and none of you understand."

That dream ten years ago.

In the dream, there was Ning Huanxin, Jiang Lixing, and... Yang Anuan.

It was a dream that others didn't know, and it was also a "past" that others had never experienced, but Yang Anuan, like Ning Huanxin, remembered everything in that dream.

From that time on, she knew that Ning Huanxin and Jiang Lixing were not ordinary people.

them…

Maybe it doesn't belong to the same world as myself.

Because every time he mentioned Ning Huanxin, his master Bai Yunzi always showed a mysterious and even awe-inspiring expression.

Yang Anuan has not been able to understand the deep meaning behind that expression for many years, but now, in a daze, she seems to understand a little bit.

… …

The distance from the foot of the mountain to the gate of the scenic spot is actually not very far, but Jiang Lixing carried Ning Huanxin on his back and strolled leisurely, very calmly.

The last time, he carried her up the mountain on his back, amid the red leaves all over the mountain.

This time, he was going to carry her down the mountain, in the sky full of white snow.

Although many people died in the tomb of King Wu, and Ning Huanxin was injured for the first time and felt crisis for the first time, she felt extremely peaceful at this moment.

"I... seem to have remembered it."

Ning Huanxin leaned quietly on Jiang Lixing's back and murmured softly.

"What did you remember?"

Jiang Lixing asked smoothly, with a gentle tone.

"I remembered... nine years ago, when I fell ill. Later... "

Ning Huanxin didn't say any more. She slowly closed her eyes and subconsciously tightened her hands around Jiang Lixing's neck -

"It's okay, don't be afraid! You will forget everything soon!"

On the Huangquan Road nine years ago, the man held her in his arms and whispered softly to her, who looked frightened.

That voice was so gentle, so gentle that Ning Huanxin calmed down in an instant.

"I... I want to go home, brother, I want to go home."

She subconsciously grabbed the man's black robe.

The man raised his big hand and held her little hand in his. His hand was so warm and safe.

"I'll take you home, but... don't call me brother, I have a name, remember my name."

"My name is... Jiang Lixing!"