I looked at Wen Jiubai in surprise, and vaguely guessed something in my heart.
"Then... that is to say, because you remember my whole life, so when I meet you, all my memories come back?"
Wen Jiubai nodded, "And you were also 'resurrected' by me. Now your existence depends on my memory. As long as I don't forget you, you won't disappear. And I will never forget you."
For a moment, it's hard for me to describe how I feel after hearing all this. Shocked, puzzled, unbelievable, and even a little funny.
"I don't believe it. You're just an old fox, and you're no different from anyone else. How on earth do you remember me when I don't even remember myself? And six years have passed in between." Time." I asked in disbelief.
"It's nothing, there is always a way." Wen Jiubai showed dark eyes, turned his head away to try to avoid this question, and at the same time I saw his right hand firmly pressing on his left arm.
Arm... By the way, when I went to pull Wen Jiubai's wrist just now, he quickly shook off my hand as if he had been touched by some sore spot.
"What happened to your arm?" I asked.
"It's nothing." Wen Jiubai quickly put his left hand behind his back and changed the subject, "Compared to this, I want to hear if you have any way to escape..."
I didn't care what this guy was talking about, I just reached out and grabbed his arm, and pulled up the sleeves.
He let out a gasp in pain, and then I was speechless in amazement at the scene in front of me.
There were bloodstains on Wen Jiubai's arms drawn with tools like a knife, which were by no means new injuries, but scratches that had been repeated over and over again. Old scars are superimposed with new wounds, and new wounds are scratched after the new wounds have scabbed, which is very unbearable to watch.
And those big and small new wounds and old scars formed two Chinese characters: Gu Yu.
As if being scalded, Wen Jiubai quickly withdrew his hand.
I looked up at him in astonishment, "You, this is—"
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Wen Jiubai held the injured part of his left arm with his right hand, and his force made even me, a bystander, feel a burst of pain.
"Did you remember me in this way?" Unwillingly, I leaned over to meet Wen Jiubai's eyes, "Could it be you, did you plan to do so from the beginning?"
Wen Jiubai looked at me with some annoyance, then stood up and walked forward self-consciously, "Or else? Or, do you prefer that I disregard your life and kill you in the timeline in order to save my own life ?”
Instead of being angry, I laughed, and hurried to catch up with Wen Jiubai and walked side by side.
"You're crazy. Were you prepared not to see me for six years?"
Wen Jiubai had a cold expression on his face, and he quickened his pace as if he didn't want to talk to me, but how could I be willing to let him escape, so I immediately chased after him.
"Also, if you want to remember my name, why do you have to use self-mutilation? Well, isn't tattoo bad?" I don't think I have ever been so cheeky in my life, "Or, six years No see, do you miss me too much?"
Wen Jiubai stopped in his tracks as if he had nothing to do with me, and glared at me rather viciously, "I will definitely not tattoo your name on my body."
"Hey, I'm so hurt when you say that!" I pretended to be heartbroken.
"Besides, a name is just a symbol." Wen Jiubai turned around and looked at me, "Without the person the name represents, the name itself is nothing. Just remembering the name is useless, you have to remember the name at the same time. You must also remember everything that this name represents. Including your appearance, age, education, family, living environment, and all experiences from birth to the present.”
"... So, could it be that you have investigated everything about me in the past six years?" Wen Jiubai surprised me again.
Wen Jiubai first turned his head away and didn't speak, just when I thought he was staring at the corner in a daze, he said something softly.
"ten years."
"What?" I didn't respond.
"In the world above, it's six years." Wen Jiubai said calmly, "But you should also be aware that in this gap between Yin and Yang, the passage of time is much slower. So, it's ten years."
I stared at him blankly, my eyes were a little moist.
It was too much. Obviously, before I mustered up the courage to break in here, I told myself that I must persevere and absolutely not cry.
However, not long after I was moved, Wen Jiubai hit my head hard.
"It hurts! What are you doing?" I asked, covering my head.
"So you still know the pain." Wen Jiubai said sarcastically, "I thought you lost consciousness because you were immersed in your own Fantasy Township."
"Hey, why are you so unreasonable!" I protested angrily, "Fortunately, I was moved by you!"
"Really? It's a pity that being moved can't be eaten, and it can't help us escape from this place." Wen Jiubai said casually, scanning the surroundings, examining the four lonely walls.
That's right, speaking of it, I worked so hard to come to such a shitty place, wasn't it just to rescue that bastard Wen Jiubai? I didn't expect that after seeing him in person, my mind would be completely confused, and I would forget my original purpose.
"By the way, before I came here, the cat boss told me that even if I found you, I couldn't help you out." I said eagerly, "Uh, he said..."
"It is said that my body is dead. Even if the soul still exists, there is no body that connects the two realms of Yin and Yang. Even if I go to the world above, I can only become a stream of dead souls and evil spirits." Wen Jiubai interjected, "Yes Is that right?"
I nodded, it seems that Wen Jiubai must know this kind of thing better than me.
"That's why I have to let my past self know the date of my death—or in other words, think that I will die in the near future." An indescribable smile appeared on Wen Jiubai's face, "In this way, I have time for myself Prepare yourself for your imminent death in order to avoid your own death. It is a perfect paradox from a scientific point of view.”
I was confused and didn't understand what Wen Jiubai meant.
"What do you mean? You mean... did you keep anything behind?"
"Of course." Wen Jiubai blinked at me, "I'm a fox with nine lives."