"Then your parents..."

"I don't remember it either." The woman shook her head, her expression as if she was recalling, "I only remember what happened when I was a child. They sent me here, and then... it took too long, and their appearance, names, my own names, and many things have been blurred."

It took too long, and she got used to the quietness of the island, devoted herself to practicing, no longer thinking about the mortal worldly affairs, and slowly, she forgot many things.

After the words came to her, she seemed to be worried that the other party would misunderstand something. She calmly added: "It's not that I amnesia, but that I have forgotten it slowly because the years have passed."

The man laughed a little when he heard her explanation, but seemed to feel a little sad - he was not infected with other feelings, but felt sorry for a girl who was sent here when she was an hour away from her parents and relatives, living alone on an isolated island.

Her parents are too cruel, so letting their daughter die here?

but……

He was a little puzzled: "How old were you when you were sent?"

Since she still remembers that it was sent by her parents, she should be at the age of remembering. Why can't she even remember her own name?

The years are long... how long is it?

She looked at him calmly and thought for a long time. Perhaps because she had a deep memory when she was a child, she could find a little residual impression from her distant memory.

The appearance of a girl looking in the mirror before leaving the house appeared in her mind, and then she hesitated: "Maybe about seven or eight years old."

Seven or eight years old?

The man frowned, but he was not old enough to remember. "It depends on your age at the age of fifteen or sixteen? It's only seven or eight years old. If it weren't for amnesia, how could he not remember so many things?"

Fifteen or sixteen years old?

The woman shook her head slowly: "It's not fifteen or sixteen years old, nor seven or eight years old. I've been here for a long time and forgot how many years I have been. My age... is very old."

The man frowned and stared at her with some confusion.

If she hadn't had her expression so serious, he would have thought she was deliberately fooling him. She was obviously fifteen or sixteen years old at this time, and she was in her jasper. How could she be very old?

But she didn't seem to be lying.

Does this isolated island have the magic that makes people live forever?

He certainly didn't believe this, but he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Moreover, on the first day he came here, he couldn't ask the whole story about everything, worried about causing her to get bored. Although he felt that emotions like boredom and disgust should not appear on her, he still subconsciously wanted to leave a good impression on her.

"It's getting late, I'm going to go to the temple to practice meditation." She looked at the sky, "You move first by yourself, don't walk into the deep forest, they are very unfamiliar with your breath, and will misunderstand that you will be detrimental to them and will attack you."

The man nodded: "How long do you need to meditate?"

"One hour." said the woman, "If you are tired, go and rest, don't worry about me."

He nodded, "I'll get familiar with the environment here first, you go."

The woman turned and left, and the man stared at her back. Her figure was very slender, with a spotless elegance.

The clothes she wore were white, simple and elegant, and obviously had some ages.
Chapter completed!