When Yun Dai returned to the dormitory, Ji Tangtang was lying on the lounge chair on the balcony.

She was wearing a pure white cotton nightgown, which went all the way to her ankles, wrapping her thin body. Her long black hair was chaotic, tilted down like a waterfall, almost hanging to the ground.

She lay flat, motionless.

There was only a small night light in the dormitory, emitting a dim light.

Yun Dai thought she was asleep, so she walked over lightly, but found that she was not sleeping.

She opened her eyes and stared at the dark blue sky without blinking.

The night sky in early autumn is clear and clear, and the distant stars are shining with faint light.

Ji Tangtang looked at the sky quietly, with no focus on his eyes, as if he was looking in front of him, and as if he was looking at a very far away place.

Yun Dai squatted beside her and said softly: "Tangtang, you will catch a cold when you are lying like this, go back to the house."

Ji Tangtang nodded, and it took a long time before slowly sitting up.

She saw the worry in Yun Dai's eyes and slowly laughed: "Actually, I suddenly realized that it's good to stay here."

"Aren't you feeling bad?"

"It's uncomfortable. But I might try my best to ignore any feeling in my body." Ji Tangtang's voice was light and low like a murmur. "I just kept looking at the sky, as if my soul had flew out and was far away from my body. At that moment, I seemed to feel no pain."

Yun Dai's eyes were sore: "Tangtang, it's all my fault. I'm the one who hurt you."

Ji Tangtang stared at her in a daze and said softly: "Sister Yun."

"Why."

"Sister Yun, are you back?"

"..." Yun Dai didn't know what to say.

She doesn't have those memories, so she is not her sister Yun at all.

Damn, why can't she remember it?

"Sister Yun," Ji Tangtang said again, "Actually, I thought you were going to jump into the sea to commit suicide. Since I followed you, I would die with you. I didn't expect you to be gone, but I didn't die. I think this is your punishment for me."

"What?" Yun Dai looked up blankly.

"You don't want anyone to know where you are going, but I'm disobedient and insist on following you. You're angry, aren't you?"

"Tangtang, she... won't blame you. She will feel guilty and make you like this. You could have lived a happy and comfortable life in Northern Qi and Han Yu, but now..."

"Han Yu?" Ji Tangtang was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "No, I don't love him, not at all."

"But Zhao Yuanjing said, you got married..."

"Does you have to love to get married? But at that time, I felt that I should experience the feeling of getting married. Later, I didn't want to be someone else's wife anymore, so I naturally left."

"Ah... Han Yu is a little pitiful."

"He is a great monk, he can see it openly and will not be sad." Ji Tangtang's eyes gradually returned to clearness, and his murmuring became clear and normal.

She stood up, returned to her own bed in the room, lay down, pulled up the quilt to cover it, and said, "Sister Yun, I figured it out."

"What do you think of?"

"I'm not going back."

"Why?"

"If I want to go back, I will force you to restore my memory. I shouldn't have done this, I'm too selfish." Ji Tangtang never showed a pale and thin face in the quilt. "Since I'm here, I'll be well with Sister Yun."

"But your body..."
Chapter completed!