Chapter 2072: If you lose your heart, forget it

Inside the rain curtain, in the sound of the rain, the soft sound dispersed around it like a gentle whisper. With the rustling sound of the rain, it seemed to merge together, forming a dream from the past.

The butterfly beside Qinghong fell in her palm and was gently held by her to block the wind and rain, just like she was the butterfly, but she didn't know who could block the same wind and rain for her in this world.

She turned around and saw a stranger wearing white clothes under an oil-paper umbrella.

"Red butterfly... This name is beautiful." Qinghong looked at the white-haired young man and smiled slightly. Her smile bloomed, making her look like a lonely rose, blooming in the path.

"If you like, you can become a red butterfly." Wang Lin looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and the past scenes on the Suzaku Star in the cave world appeared in his eyes.

The woman smiled slightly and didn't speak. She looked at Wang Lin, and the eyes of the two gathered together in the wind and rain, and they never dispersed for a long time.

"I have seen you, in my dream, when I become the third step, I have seen you." Qinghong looked at Wang Lin and spoke softly.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" Wang Lin's eyes moved away from the woman and looked at the rain curtain in the sky.

"Do you believe it?" the woman asked back.

"I..." Wang Lin paused, and for a long time, he nodded.

"I believe it."

"If even the White-haired Heavenly Lord believes, then I believe it too." The woman turned around, looked at the rain curtain, and said softly.

"I always feel that I'm waiting for someone to give me the answer... When I become the third step, I know that the person I'm waiting for is you.

Reincarnation? I have been wondering whether I have a past life, otherwise why do I like red and butterflies? I have been thinking that it is impossible for me to like something out of thin air. It always has a reason. If it is not the cause of this life, it is the past.

My past is called Hongdie, right?” The woman did not look back and her voice was calm.

"But in my dream, it seems that in my past life, there is another life... In that life, I also saw you."

Wang Lin was stunned.

"In that life, I remember you asked me a question, a question that I only got the answer until now. Do you want to hear it?" Qinghong looked at the horizon and said softly.

"What question did I ask you?" Wang Lin was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Would you like to keep the memories of this life or restore the memories of your previous life." Qinghong turned around and looked at Wang Lin. In her beautiful eyes, there was a light that Wang Lin could not see through.

"The past and present life can coexist, but when the memories of the past life are restored, there will be a lot of concern in this life. If you don't recover, you won't know. If you know, it will become a way to forget it. This is my understanding." Qinghong's voice was a little melancholy and murmured in a low voice.

"How did you answer me?" Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him and asked.

"Forgot the past and only keep in this life. If you persist, the cycle of reincarnation will be a kind of pain and confusion." Qinghong's eyes are complicated and she murmured.

"I understand." Wang Lin sighed lightly. He knew that Hongdie remembered some things, but the previous life she said in the previous life was shocked by Wang Lin's mind. He thought that in the Suzaku Star Dream Dao, in the pavilion that was also under the rain curtain, he saw a woman, holding a baby girl, and coming to him.

There was a red butterfly in the rain, sheltering from the leaves under the rain. When the woman asked him to name the baby girl, he said the word "Red Butterfly".

Wang Lin turned around and walked away in silence. He knew the choice of Hongdie.

"I have forgotten a lot of memories of that life, I only remember you and this question, and... another person... He said something to you.

I still remember this sentence." Qinghong closed her eyes and her voice softened.

"What do you mean?" Wang Lin walked into the rain curtain without pausing.

"If the heart is destroyed, forget..."

Wang Lin's body in the rain curtain suddenly shook, and he turned around suddenly, with shock in his eyes. This shock came from his soul, which made him silent in the rain. The oil-paper umbrella he was holding unconsciously released and fell downwards, wet by the rain.

"Mo Zhi." Wang Lin's eyes appeared before the Suzaku Star. When he was still a low-level monk, he was also on a rainy night. In the temple, a bald man looked at himself with confusion and said the words.

"This rain was born in the sky and died in the earth. The process in between is life..."

"If the heart is destroyed, forget..."

Those words circulated in Wang Lin's mind, and the bald man's gaze appeared clearly. In that gaze, there was a feeling that Wang Lin could not see through at that time, but now when he looked back, he felt clear pain and compassion.

Wang Lin left, leaving here with confusion and answers he didn't want to think about.

Qinghong looked at the direction where Wang Lin disappeared in the distance, and stood there for a long time, until the rain in the world dissipated, she let go of her hand. In her palm, the butterfly flapped her wings, flew around her for several times, and flew towards the distance.

"When will you forget... Maybe, you will never make such a choice." Qinghong lowered her head, turned around and walked into the cave with decline and loneliness.

Wang Lin was silent all the way between the world.

"Reincarnation, when I opened up the memories of the past after the reincarnation, I didn't think about whether I was also in a reincarnation... If I was really in this reincarnation, then who would open up the memories of the past life for me?" Wang Lin thought about it, and suddenly burst into laughter. As he laughed, tears flowed down his eyes.

"Reincarnation, this is reincarnation! But even if I am really in this reincarnation, I will never choose to forget, never, never!!!" Wang Lin laughed, and suddenly he saw the figure roaring and roaring to the sky when he was experiencing the three-pointed gods in the ancient imperial temple in Shigu Imperial City.

The words of the figure seemed to circulate again in his ears.

"world!!"

"What's the use of the top of heaven and earth!!!"

"What's the use of all living beings worshipping us!!!"

"What's the use of the Infinite Calamity Sutra!!!"

"Since this world is like this, why not destroy it!!!"

"Since this being the case, why not dissipate!!!"

"Since this disaster is like this, why continue to spread!!!"

"Since that's the case, I will use my way to make the blue sky close my eyes, let the earth sleep, let the sacred spring flow backwards, let the cycle of reincarnation stop, and let the sky... no thoughts!!!"

Wang Lin murmured, as he said the sound of circling in his ears. The sound gradually became louder and louder, and finally shocked the sky, making the sky roll, the earth thump, and the entire Xiangang Continent seemed to have a storm.

In the southwest of the Immortal Continent, Dongzhou, and Linhuazhou, there is a mortal city. The city is very large. From a distance, it looks like a giant beast lying on its back, giving people a feeling of majesty.

In the city, there is a blacksmith shop in a remote corner. The business is pretty good, so that the family can live a good life. This is mainly because the male owner of the blacksmith shop takes every iron tool very seriously and is very responsible. After spending many years, he has a good reputation here.

The male owner was a big man, who looked about in his thirties and was quite strong. At this moment, he was in the shop, naked and constantly making irons. From the shop, there were clinking sounds constantly coming out.

The backyard of the shop is where the family lives. The man has a beautiful and virtuous wife and an eight-year-old daughter. At this moment, the little girl is in the shop and doesn't bother to be hot. She looks at her father and runs to get towels and wipes her father's sweat from time to time.

At this time, the big man would smile happily on his face.

He is very satisfied with his current life. Although it is simple, he has a lovely daughter and a wife who loves him. This is very content for him. He wants to do his best to maintain this family, make his life better, and make his daughter's future better.

For this goal, he worked diligently, worked hard and did everything seriously for this blacksmith shop.

His life is simple, but in this simplicity, there is a warmth that he cherishes very much. He was born in this city and had many playmates who grew up with him. Now they are already married, but they still often drink together, laugh together, and recall the interesting stories of their youth together.

In the night, he would sometimes have a dream when he was asleep. In that dream, he was like a mighty person, like an immortal emperor, fighting with the enemy with those who followed him.

There is separation, passion, and sorrow in the dream. In the dream, he also has a daughter, which seems to be called Shuang...the same name as his current daughter.

However, this dream is unreal after all. Whenever he wakes up from the dream, he will be confused and stare at the night sky outside the window and become stunned. In his heart, he seems to have a desire for everything in the dream. However, whenever he looks down at his wife who is sleeping beside him, and his daughter who is still afraid to sleep alone after he is eight years old, he will smile and forget everything in the dream.

If he had made a choice, he would choose his family, not the dream life.

He didn't know that when he was looking at his family, there was also someone looking at him in the night sky.

Wang Lin looked at the blacksmith's family in the city below, and he could feel Qinglin's happiness and satisfaction. The Immortal Emperor of the Cave World back then has now become a mortal, but he has been happy and warm.

Wang Lin was very envious. He looked at Qinglin and turned around and left for a long time.

"Like the red butterfly, his choice is also to forget... he forgot the past, forget the past life, immersed in this life, and in that cycle of reincarnation, forgetting again and again, cherishing again and again.
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