2545: C2545 To Borrow Another Five Hundred Years from Heaven

C2545 To Borrow Another Five Hundred Years from Heaven

At noon, the sun had already risen into the sky.

Zhu Xi woke up from her crying and found that she had been asleep for several hours. Perhaps it was because he was too sad and too sleepy that he couldn't sleep well for a week. However, this time, it was surprisingly of a good quality. She looked at herself in the dressing table, her beautiful face a little haggard.

She rarely went out with makeup on because her looks were already heaven-defying and she didn't want to waste too much time on makeup. However, today, she lightly put on a bit of makeup.

When they went out, Yang Ping gave her a weird look. Her cheeks were burning, and she purposely ignored him. She got into a Maybach and drove away without waiting for Yang Ping to get on the car. She didn't want to face Yang Ping, so when she saw him, she couldn't help but think of Ming Zhu.

After Ming Zhu left, she might never come back.

Zhu Xi's heart ached as she thought of this. They used to be the best sisters, to talk about everything. However, because of the Ultimate Class One incident, the two of them split up and each went their separate ways. Zhu Xi went to Zhu Group to be a vice president for business, Ming Zhu relied on her talent to manage Cherry Blossom Club, accumulating a large amount of connections.

The two of them, one on each side of the Dragon City University.

Yang Ping chased after Maybach and disappeared from sight. He stopped his car and called out, "Zhu Xi, I still haven't recovered my memories."

Unfortunately, Zhu Xi ignored him.

Yang Ping could only give up on the idea of finding Zhu Xi. It was obvious that she didn't want to see him, otherwise, she wouldn't have ran so fast. Unconsciously, he noticed that the tears in the corners of Zhu Xi's eyes caused him to be puzzled. Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind and a blurry image of a beautiful woman appeared within his Spiritual World.

The scene flashed on.

Yang Ping clutched his chest, feeling very uncomfortable. He thought to himself, "Could it be the person in my memories?" He tried to remember, but he didn't have any leads. He shook his head and went back to his apartment to sleep. Having not slept all night to listen to Zhu Xi's story, he now felt easily exhausted, so he lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He quickly went to sleep.

Yang Ping had a dream.

He dreamt of a beautiful girl following beside him. No matter where he went, she would follow him silently. There was darkness ahead and no light could be seen. He was walking alone on the road, but the girl was encouraging him and comforting him.

In front of him was an abyss. Yang Ping went down the wrong path and missed his step. Just as he was about to fall into the abyss, a hand suddenly pulled him and used all of his strength.

At last he got up from the chasm, but the girl fell.

She couldn't see her face clearly, but it was beautiful.

She was kicked down by someone who suddenly appeared from the darkness. Before Yang Ping could get angry, she left him and disappeared into the darkness.

Yang Ping was covered in blood when he woke up. The scene before his eyes seemed to have really happened.

"Fortunately, it's just a dream."

Yang Ping sighed and muttered, "If there really is a girl who died for me, I wonder if I can repay her in my next life."

Looking at the time, it was already four in the afternoon. He slept for four hours by accident, took some time to dry his fruit, and went out for a walk. He was sure that he had lost some of his memories. Since Madame Zhu said that awakening her memories would take a step forward, then she might as well retrieve it.

Once they recovered their memories and cured Zhu Xi's illness, they would continue to seek Special Ability People Association to seek revenge.

Walking along the street, he felt the summer breeze was not very cool, instead, it was sticky and uncomfortable, so he bought a bottle of water by the roadside and sat on a stool under the big tree, watching the people coming and going.

He sat there for two hours.

He recovered from his thoughts and took out his phone. He wanted to call Zhu Xi, but she was busy, so he looked around and found a lot of unknown numbers, all of them with unfamiliar names. He hesitated for a long time before putting away his phone and blending into the crowd.

Yang Ping walked for a long time and followed the stream of people like a paper boat drifting in the sea. Finally, he arrived in front of a clubhouse.

Cherry Blossom Club.

Looking at the four words, Yang Ping's heart felt as if it was pierced by a needle. It was extremely painful. It felt like it only lasted for a moment, but the pain was unbearable. He seemed to have lost something important, and stared blankly at the clubhouse.

The clubhouse had been closed, and there was a yellow notice pasted on the front door.

"Why does the name of the clubhouse look so familiar to me? It seems like I've been here many times." Yang Ping was puzzled. He walked to the door and wanted to tear off the yellow paper slip to see if he could find the inspiration for the memory.

"Yang Ping."

A melodious voice came from behind. Yang Ping turned around and looked at a girl who got off the Mitsubishi. It was another beautiful woman who was on par with Zhu Xi. The two of them shared the same temperament, perseverance, determination, and determination. However, Zhu Xi was a person who preferred peace, and she was a person who was cold to the bones.

"You are?"

Yang Ping scratched his head and asked with an embarrassed smile, "What's your name?"

Su Fei looked at Yang Ping strangely and observed him for a while. Then, she exclaimed, "You actually didn't die." How is that possible? "

Yang Ping revealed a face of dissatisfaction, who would ask someone to die the moment they met. Although this girl was pretty, she couldn't speak, so he gave her two stars' worth of points and said unhappily: "What, were we enemies before? Then you want me to die. "

Su Fei asked doubtfully, "You don't know me anymore?"

Yang Ping shook his head and explained, "I lost a part of my memory."

Suddenly, Su Fei's eyes were filled with pity as she looked at him. She nodded. "No wonder your aura is extremely weak. It seems like not only did you fall from the altar last time, but you also lost your memory."

Yang Ping immediately knew that Su Fei knew him and his interest was piqued. He said, "It seems that we are really friends. Why don't we have a meal together and tell me about my past achievements. "

Su Fei hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Yang Ping's clear and flawless eyes, she agreed in the end.

Cherry Blossom Club was not located in the bustling and bustling area, but in the old city area. Because the Dragon City had been developing the new urban areas for more than ten years, the old urban areas had lost their vitality. However, because the renovation project of the old city had been leaked out, the shops in the old city area had become very popular. Many merchant castle shops rose in anticipation.

They walked for a few hundred meters until they found a family of deep-well roast geese.

There were few tourists in the Old Town, and the deep well goose business was poor. Regardless of the boss' different intentions, he didn't really worry too much about it when he was waiting for the old city to be rebuilt. Usually, the business was just on the low side, so he wasn't as hospitable to customers as the other shops in other places.

The two of them didn't care and sat down face to face.

Yang Ping hurriedly asked, "Can I ask for your name?"

"Su Fei."

Yang Ping tried his best to think about it, but in the end, he could not find the name Su Fei. He shook his head and said, "Sorry, I forgot."

"Whiz!"

Yang Ping was about to continue talking when his wrist was held by someone. Su Fei checked his pulse and yelled, "Don't move, I'll check your body condition." After Yang Ping heard this, he slowly relaxed his body and took Su Fei's pulse.

After a long time, Su Fei looked at Yang Ping, unable to hide the astonishment in her eyes.

Yang Ping said in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Su Fei sighed and muttered, "No wonder you are still alive. It seems that someone used the Life Continuing Needle to send someone else's life force into your body. You are the one who will survive. "

Life Continuing Needles!

When Yang Ping heard this name, he stood up in fright and said with a trembling voice, "You said that someone used Life Continuing Needles on me?" His voice trembled slightly. Clearly, he knew what this meant.

Life Continuing Needles, as the name implies, was a method to extend one's life.

However the universe space emphasized on the Dao of balance. Since there was an object that could extend one's life, then there was a reason to do so. Yang Ping recalled the Life Continuing Needle. It was an ancient needle technique that lost its heritage, it was able to transfer one person's life to another person.

The simple task was to graft the life of one of them into his body.

It meant that the person who paid the price might not have much life left.2

Yang Ping's face turned pale as he thought of that dream he had in the afternoon. Could it be that the girl who fell into the abyss is my lifesaver?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. His mood was extremely bad.

Clutching his chest, he laid on the table.

Yang Ping's breathing was very painful.

Who was that girl?

BOOM!

Because of the strong stimulation, Spiritual World seemed to open a door, and countless memories flooded out like a tide. Yang Ping sat upright on the chair, and stared blankly out of the window, as if in meditation. Su Fei watched quietly, feeling pity in her heart.

In the end, a genius still had to die prematurely.

"Ming Zhu."

A name appeared in Yang Ping's mind. She was at the top of the list and was also the name that caused him the most pain.

For some reason, Yang Ping's tears suddenly started rolling down his cheeks when he mentioned Ming Zhu.

Su Fei watched silently.

After a long time, Yang Ping let out a sigh of relief. He looked at Su Fei with a complicated gaze and said thank you for leaving the well to roast goose.

He remembered that he had recovered, that he had finally found out the truth.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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