Chapter 623 Past Events
"Ouch," Jiang Qilan groaned softly, "I ate too much."
Cheng Ling couldn't help but find it funny.
"I am flattered that Mr. Fang recognizes my cooking skills so much," she said seriously, "It seems that after I return to China, I must find a cooking class to improve my cooking skills."
Jiang Qilan couldn't even bend his waist.
He really had never eaten so much.
And the amazing thing is that even though I ate so much, I didn’t feel tired at all.
Instead, I couldn’t help but think about it – which dish was the star tonight?
Fried abalone with chili pepper, the abalone is delicious and chewy. The chili pepper enhances the fragrance of the abalone. It is so delicious that you can’t stop eating it... But the aroma of the red wine ribs is also irresistible. Until this moment, the taste of the ribs is still lingering between his lips and teeth. Fragrance...Also, the honey lemon chicken balls are also great, sweet and sour, with a unique flavor...
However, the most amazing thing was his mood at the moment.
The previous disappointment and reluctance were swept away.
After the appetite and appetite are satisfied, a person's courage and strength also return.
Cheng Ling held Jiang Qilan's arm, and the two of them walked aimlessly in the manor in the quiet, cold night.
She looked up at the moon in the sky——
Once upon a time, she also took a walk like this with General Lan.
Cheng Ling took a deep breath.
Can't run away any longer.
she thinks.
So, she wrote in his handwriting: [Brother Lan, remember you once asked me if I was carrying the memories of two people? Now, would you like to hear me talk about that memory? 】
Jiang Qilan was still savoring the delicious food. This U-turn made him unable to recover.
But after he realized what Cheng Ling said, his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken. He squeezed her hand a little harder, scratched her palm with his fingers, and wrote: [It's what I want].
He turned his head and looked at Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling's expression was complicated.
So, he wrote again: [Don’t force yourself...]
【I didn’t force it. 】Written by Cheng Ling.
Jiang Qilan stopped, grabbed her arm with both hands, touched her forehead with his forehead, and wrote on her arm: [Then please speak slowly, anyway, I am too full, and I need to walk for a long time to digest it].
Cheng Ling lowered his head and straightened his thoughts - speaking directly from eight hundred years ago was too shocking.
After hesitating for a moment, she decided to start with Cheng Xiaomei's frequent fainting.
So, the two held arms again and strolled slowly.
Cheng Ling said that when his mother was pregnant with him, his grandfather suddenly abandoned the company and ran to the mountains to practice spiritual practice. He also decided on a name for the still-fetus Cheng Ling;
Talk about how grandpa has been avoiding Cheng Ling and Cheng Xiaomei;
Speaking of Cheng Xiaomei's frequent faintings and dreams about someone reciting poetry, Cheng Ling could not find the poem she recited in her dream anywhere, but it felt very familiar to her;
It is said that before the Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa suddenly notified Cheng Ling and asked Cheng Ling to go to the [Huling Temple] on the mountain to meet him...
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Until the full moon night, after experiencing a thrilling experience, Cheng Ling successfully recovered his past memories.
Jiang Qilan's mood was ups and downs.
It turns out that so many big things happened to Cheng Ling at that time?
Jiang Qilan remembered that Cheng Ling's attitude towards him had changed completely after he returned from Hangzhou.
He waited to hear the next words, but Cheng Ling didn't write again for a while.
After Jiang Qilan waited for a while, he couldn't help but write quickly in her hand: [Then what? How did this temple come about? Who are those people who protect you? Who were you eight hundred years ago? Who am I to you? 】
Cheng Ling took a breath and wrote on the inside of his arm: [Eight hundred years ago, you were a general, leading soldiers to fight back against foreign invasion. Later, you were criticized by the treacherous ministers in the court for being warlike, but the emperor was incompetent and did not want to continue the war, so he went along with the situation and convicted you... Then, he was quartered by five horses...]
[However, the war did not stop as Hun Jun wished, but quickly spread to the depths. 】
[As your childhood sweetheart, I have learned a lot of military techniques from you, and have a brief knowledge of martial arts. Then I led the villagers to resist for more than ten years, and finally won...]
Just a dozen words may seem light and airy, but Jiang Qilan, who is familiar with history, knows the hardship and pain behind these words.