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He looked at the clay figure, walking non-stop on the road,

There was no one on the road, and he couldn't find his name.

He listened to the birds flying and chirping in the woods.

He listened to the slow, rustling sound of the mountain stream.

He watched the clouds in the sky gather and disperse, and the wind blow again.

It seems that the heaven, earth, nature and all things are fighting for a new name for him, but no one is willing to give him a name.

Finally, he saw an old man fishing by the lake.

The old man was quiet, and so was he.

After waiting for a long time, the fish never took the bait. Although the old man was extremely focused, he turned his head and looked at him.

The old man looked at him in despair, and then at the clay figurine in his hand.

"Love is gone." The old man said this sentence for some reason.

"Love separation, love separation, love separation..." He repeated his name.

"Young man, what's your name? But what's the sad thing?" Looking at his appearance, the old man asked.

"Love separation, I have." He answered succinctly.

"You? Love separation?" The old man looked at him playfully.

"Ai Farewell... Me! Me! Me!" Ai Farewell yelled at the top of his lungs.

"You are not worthy of this name yet, but you can learn from me, but I will only teach you for one year. It's up to you what you can learn." The old man smiled.

"You?" Ai Bibie looked at the old man.

"I can't let it go." The old man picked up the fishing rod.

There was no fishhook, but a fish-body and human-faced monster with arms was caught. The fish-body and human-faced monster was put into the fish basket.

"Let's go, Aibi." The old man said, patting Aibi's shoulder.

But his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looking at the other side.

Watching this memory, Qin Yuelou felt as if he was being watched by the old man in this memory.

But then the old man turned around, and a large section of his memory seemed to have been deleted, leaving only the memory of the man in front of him called "Love Farewell", who made clay figurines every day.

These clay figurines all have the appearance of that ugly girl, but none of them has a birthmark.

In the end, he switched from making clay figures to making sugar figures.

Because of Sugar Man, there can be more colors.

He found the name, but it was the name that someone else was using, so he didn't quite find the name.

Therefore, he did not go back.

Twenty-five years ago, I didn’t go back.

Farewell of love, separation of life or separation of death?

Then he came to Yuhang, making and selling candy figures on the streets of Yuhang.

When he couldn't give up studying, he only learned how to move stars and change fights. For twenty-five years, he only practiced moving stars and change fights.

But he has never really moved the stars.

After that, he became a transit point for raids and attacks.

Why did it become a transfer station? This part of the memory has also been deleted and cannot be seen.

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Qin Yuelou looked at the separation of love in front of him, feeling a little pitiful in his heart.

"It's useless, the memory has been deleted, and torture can't bring out anything, unless his memory is retrieved." Qin Yuelou shook his head, "But, he may be a person who suffered a hard life."

"Tsk, it's better to leave the headache to those professionals. Jiu Kusheng is an organization that is too difficult to catch." He Shilin said, but then he thought of something.

"Wait a minute, since you said he might be a member of Jiu Kusheng and played an important part in the attack on me, does that mean there are other people from Jiu Kusheng in Yu Hangli?"

"Hmm... It's not impossible..." Qin Yuelou looked at Ai Farewell with compassion in his heart, "But before you hand him over, I'll let him... have a false and beautiful dream.

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"How do you say it?" He Shilin asked Qin Yuelou.

"When I looked at his memory, I saw his past." Qin Yuelou said, and then told He Shilin everything.

"So what if the past was miserable? Didn't he still participate in attacking and killing important officials of the imperial court? That's just the pity of a murderable person." There is nothing wrong with He Shilin's words.

So Qin Yuelou didn't force it, and in fact He Shilin's tone couldn't help but soften a little.

"Just...forget it, I'm going out first, I still have to recover from my injuries." He Shilin said with one eye open and one closed, and then teased Qin Yuelou,

"They say doctors heal people and diseases. I don't know that you can also heal the heart. Maybe you can heal the world in the future."

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