"Today too."

From the tone of his voice, it seemed like he didn't intend to go together.

Mo Qing invited him forcefully, saying only: "Oh."

"Go to sleep." Jiang Ke said and closed the door.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and wanted to smash the door with one punch. However, he raised his fist. Thinking of Jiang Ke's indifferent face, he lost interest, so he put his fist away and went back to his room.

Love it.

She doesn't care anymore.

…

Because he went to bed late, Mo Qing didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.

She sorted it out and packed her luggage. When she went to the first floor, she saw Goblin having breakfast with a backpack at his feet.

Looking around, Mo Qing found that she and Goblin were the only ones in the huge guest house.

"Morning...oh, it's not early." Goblin said hello to her and pointed to the food opposite, "Your breakfast. I just planned to finish it and serve it to you."

Mo Qing walked to the opposite side of him, kicked the stool away with his feet, and sat down: "Where is Painter Jiang?"

"Left, half an hour ago." Goblin suddenly put down his chopsticks, picked up the backpack at his feet, and said while unzipping, "By the way, he asked me to give this to you."

He took out a sketchbook.

It's the one Jiang Ke often holds in his hand.

Mo Qing took it over.

Goblin stretched his neck and asked curiously: "Can I see?"

"cannot."

Mo Qing refused.

"All right."

Goblin drew his neck back.

After looking at the outer shell of the sketchbook, Mo Qing hesitated and threw it into his backpack instead of opening it in time.

Goblin asked: "Don't you want to see it?"

Mo Qing picked up the chopsticks without even raising his eyelids: "Don't look at it."

Goblin sighed.

It's a pity that Painter Jiang's infatuation was wasted on this century-old monster.

…

After breakfast, Mo Qing and Goblin were ready to leave.

Mo Yiting came specially to see them off.

Mo Qing looked at his old body and said, "Don't give it away."

"I'll watch you go." Mo Yiting looked disappointed.

"Wait until I get through..." Mo Qing paused and did not reveal anything about the Eighth Base. He changed his words and said, "When you are settled, I will pick you up."

"well."

Tears suddenly appeared in Mo Yiting's eyes.

Mo Qing's thoughts were a little complicated.

After waking up, she just thought that her old friend was gone and she should be free from worries.

Unexpected...

"By the way, where is Mr. Jiang?" Mo Yiting looked around and found that there was one person missing.

Mo Qing said: "Let's go first."

"oh."

Although Mo Yiting was puzzled, he didn't ask further questions and just pulled Mo Qing aside.

Mo Qing was surprised: "What else is there?"

"Mr. Jiang came to see me this morning." Mo Yiting said.

"Looking for you?"

"He just wanted to inquire about something." Mo Yipai said, "He asked me what kind of person Jiang Yan is."

Mo Qing paused and asked in a calm tone: "Oh, what did you say?"

Mo Yiting said matter-of-factly: "Of course I'm telling the truth."

"..."

Mo Qing felt that by applying Mo Yizheng's filter to Jiang Yan, he could probably praise Jiang Yan as a god.

"Master, the feeling Mr. Jiang gives me now is a bit strange." Mo Yiting said, "It feels like he has changed."

Mo Qing still said the same thing: "After all, I have lost my memory."

"Understandable." Mo Yiting nodded.

He sighed inwardly.

Mo Qing and Jiang Yan went through so much to get together, but ended up being tragically separated. A hundred years later, they finally reunited, but Jiang Yan lost his memory.

Mo Qing looked at Mo Yipai, whose emotions were written all over his face, and the relaxation and smile on his face gradually disappeared.

It would be nice if I really had amnesia.

However, although Jiang Yan and Jiang Ke have an obvious connection, it is hard for people to believe that they are the same person.

It's just "amnesia", why doesn't it have any scars?

It was just "amnesia", so how could Jiang Ke have new memories?

How did he survive until now with just "amnesia"?

"Mo Qing, it's time for us to leave!" Goblin ran over with a mountaineering bag on his back.

"Okay." Mo Qing nodded towards Goblin, then said goodbye to Mo Yiting, "Let's go now."

When Mo Qing stopped, the tip of his nose felt sour, just like when he said goodbye to Mo Qing again and again when he was young.

He nodded and said obediently: "Master, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Mo Qing waved to him, and then followed Goblin's footsteps.

Goblin walked backwards and waved to Mo Yiting: "Village Chief, we are leaving. I will see you again when I have time!"

Mo Yiting smiled, his eyes kind and reluctant, watching them leave.

fortunately.

Although he changed from a child to an old man, Mo Qing never changed.

I hope Mo Qing can see this new, peaceful world created by them with a young vision and mentality.

*

The wooden house still stands in the middle of the herbs, surrounded by platycodon flowers.

Platycodon swaying in the wind.

"They are leaving today." Gu Wanwan sat on the eaves railing, holding a platycodon flower in her hand.

"Unexpectedly," Zhang San sat on a wooden chair in front of the house, dangling a cattail leaf fan, "in just a few days, he took over the position of village chief and drove away Liang Xuzhi."

Zhang San tilted his head back and said to Gu Wanwan: "I told you, you are a noble person, right?"

"whispering sound."

Gu Wanwan was slightly disdainful.

"You really can't believe it." Zhang San asked, "Don't you find it strange?"

"What's weird?" Gu Wanwan didn't know why.

"Before Xia Yuliang left, didn't he tell you anything about the Medical Saint?"

After thinking for a while, Gu Wanwan said: "She said that she saw the portrait of the medical saint in the forbidden area, and said that the medical saint's name was Mo Qing."

Throwing away the platycodon flowers, Gu Wanwan jumped down from the railing: "Tell me, why did Mo Qing call him Mo Qing? With the same name as his ancestors, weren't he afraid that his ancestors would be unhappy?"

"..."

Zhang San looked at him silently for three seconds, decided not to continue, and turned his head back.

Gu Wanwan felt suspicious and kicked him on the wooden chair: "Are you hiding something from me?"
To be continued...