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This baby had a short temper. She immediately grabbed Song Nan's sleeve: "Song Nan, let's not call him anymore!"

Song Nan knocked on my forehead and helplessly said: "Miss Narcissist, don't you want to see it for nothing?"

Embarrassed, he could see that I was just thinking about nothing.

"No, I can't see clearly now anyway." Anger can make a person's IQ low, that is to say, me.

Song Nan immediately noticed: "What did you say? Why can't I see it clearly? "

I blinked at him and pretended to be stupid. "I said it might be hard to see. Isn't it just a bunch of air?"

I couldn't see the expression on his face because of the red fog, but I could feel the suspicion in his eyes.

"I saw it very clearly!" I continued to blink innocently, and he couldn't see much, so he gave up.

However, he held my hand tightly and said, "If you feel any discomfort, or something feels off, you must tell me in time."

I obediently nodded my head, but a thought slowly rose in my mind.

Yin Tongtian entered his own memories, then, what I entered must also be my memories.

Could it be that I was really a bird in the past?

In the early days, I dreamed that I was a bird, flying on the sea, and the little boy kept calling to me... What was he shouting for? Sage?

My heart is now in complete desolation. That little boy should be Song Nan who is holding my hand right now, and I, am his bird.

Not even a mammal...

Ahimba, there is no hope in life!

No wonder he emphasized that he and I are good friends. That's true, being able to be friends with pets is the perfect combination. Being a lover is too abnormal.

Thinking about this, I felt even more depressed. Could it be that I had the thought of becoming lovers with Song Nan?

I slightly closed my eyes, remembering the feeling I felt in his embrace before coming in. Actually, he was just comforting his frightened pet.

We sat in the back of the auditorium and started looking for them.

The chairs in the auditorium were all red, red to the point of black. The chairs were more distinct, but the figures were blurry.

"It's fine. Those people are vague because Yin Tongtian's memories are incomplete."

Not being complete was better than being completely forgotten, even if he could remember two large vases by the door …

The words of those sitting on the stage were the sound quality and sound effects of the background music. They were so indistinct that only the rhythm could be heard. I couldn't help but ask Song Nan, "Did you see it to no avail?"

"Whitey is sitting behind Yin Tongtian. Zuo Ming is with Yin Tongtian, and there's another girl …" Song Nan looked to the front and spoke hesitatingly, "That girl looks a little like Bai Bai …"

"That means we're handsome for nothing! However, why didn't Bai Yi wake him up? " Is Bai Bai, that stinking brat, watching a show? Could it be that Yin Tongtian and senior brother Zuo Ming fell in love with the same girl?

Oh yeah, that girl should be the same one that Xu Zhaoyang likes, the one who really wants to see what she looks like.

"I'm not sure, but I can tell that Bai Bai's expression isn't right!" Song Nan was very confused. "The Ghost Box would release the time that the person who touched it would want the most to confuse him. This memory belonged to Yin Tongtian. Why was Bai Bai being bewitched?"

"Could Bai Bai was there as well?" I followed Song Nan's words and asked that question, but that's not right. How could it appear in my stomach?!

Song Nan and I both rejected this conclusion at the same time: "Yin Tongtian doesn't remember anyone sitting behind him. Look, other than Bai Bai, there's no one else."

I looked in the direction he was pointing and saw only three heads that were relatively clear.

Bai must be a child now, not even as tall as the back of his chair. I couldn't see him at all.

No matter, it's so boring. I stood up and said, "Let's go! Let's go wake them up! "

Song Nan nodded, stood up, and walked with me to Yin Tongtian.

As I neared them, a dark cloud suddenly rose from a chair in the back and floated into my stomach. I was so disappointed that I couldn't see what was going on.

"Mama, I'm back." She greeted me in vain, her soft voice a little listless.

I touched him, ready to comfort him when we got home, to get down to business.

Song Nan and I walked to the seat in front of Yin Tongtian. I turned around and leaned against the back of the chair. "Shouldn't you come back with us?" I asked with a smile.

"July. That's Zuo Ming …"

Oh no, Song Nan can't be starting to suspect that I really can't see it, right?

I quickly shut my mouth. Words are bound to be lost!

"Yin Tongtian, you know that these are all just memories. They're useless." Song Nan's voice was cold and cruel.

In an instant, the entire auditorium disappeared, as did my senior apprentice brother and the girl I had not had the time to clearly see.

"It's so good to remember!" Yin Tuntian stretched lazily. "I should've brought Zuo Wuji with me. Let him see the people he has been dreaming about day and night."

"You mean maybe?" Yin Tongtian this big mouth, can always ask out some things I want, like this kind of gossip sharing.

"Yes, perhaps as well …" Yin Tongtian heaved a long sigh when he said those words. The sadness and desolation that came from his heart was carried along by his voice.

It seems that my guess is right, Yin Tongtian must have had an affair with that Xu!

"Yin Tongtian, why do Bai Bai and Xu also look so similar?" Song Nan didn't avoid me and Xiao Bai, but directly asked Yin Tongtian.

Yin Tongtian rose to his feet, his voice full of surprise. "You're saying that this guy looks like Xu Que?"

Song Nan nodded.

Yin Tongtian thought for a while before saying, "Look, doesn't July look a little like Xu as well?" It's just that it's also a little prettier and thinner. "

Pui! You actually dare to insult me!

Song Nan knew that Yin Tongtian didn't know either, so he lightly said, "Let's go back first."

"Mm, go back." Yin Tongtian shrugged and made a face at me. He was handsome, but he was also handsome when it came to making faces. But there was a bloody mist in front of me now, and his red, cadaverous face scared my heart out of me.

"Bai Bai, let him slap you!" I touched my little heart and played coquettish.

Xiao Bai responded with an "Oh", but it was still very depressed and didn't take any action. It seemed that he wasn't able to perform his special skill because of his anger level.

It seems that when I get home, I need to communicate with him properly. An underage mental health education is a big matter, so I must focus on communication. I don't want to shut myself down before I'm born for nothing.