Chapter 378: Looking for Memories

Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

Ning Qingxue’s first impression of the grass was that it was surprisingly spiritual. She had felt true joy ever since seeing it. It sounded absurd, but it was true.

This was a normal silver heart grass. Although a spirit herb, it shouldn’t create resonance. Ning Qingxue didn’t know it was different; it had been washed with her blood while absorbing spirit chi. Even now, a red line was visible in its center. She took her water and watered the grass. It seemed to gain life force.

Ning Qingxue went inside. The eastern room was half-closed, as if someone had been there.

She entered; it was tidy, but dust covered the tea table. Most conspicuous was the small medical case on the bedside stand.

Ning Qingxue opened it. Inside were receipts, bottles, a packet of silver needles, some spare change, and Ye Mo’s identity and bank card.

The contents were strange, making Ning Qingxue frown. Mumei had said the case was important to her. Was it because of these things?

She closed the case and left the room. Xu Wei had already moved. This was Ning Qingxue’s first attempt to actively remember things. She cleaned the house and prepared to stay. Mumei’s words suggested her lost memories were important.

Without company worries, Ning Qingxue found tranquility living alone in Ning Hai. She suddenly felt this was the life she wanted.

…

It was the second day. Ning Qingxue stood by the flower pot, watering the silver heart grass, when a knock sounded.

She opened the door to a clean, pleasant-looking woman. She seemed familiar, but Ning Qingxue couldn’t remember who she was.

“Qingxue, you’re back! I thought it was Ye Mo,” Su Jingwen said, joyful and surprised. “You’re getting more beautiful. Your unique temperament is unlearnable.”

“You are?” Ning Qingxue still couldn’t remember. Such an excellent woman, she should have some impression. Was she part of her lost memories?

Su Jingwen remembered Li Mumei’s words and felt bad. She knew Ning Qingxue had lost memories, and she was a part of them.

“Qingxue, I’m Su Jingwen…” Su Jingwen considered how to help Ning Qingxue remember. She’d come to see if Ye Mo had returned, not expecting to see Ning Qingxue.

Ning Qingxue smiled apologetically. “Sorry, Jingwen. I’ve lost some memories, but Mumei mentioned you; come in.”

In the backyard, Ning Qingxue made tea. “Jingwen, you know what happened to me, right? Mumei probably told you. I came to see Xu Wei, but she’s left. I planned to find you two; I want to retrieve my lost memories but don’t know how.”

Ning Qingxue’s tone was bland, but Su Jingwen sensed anxiety.

“Do you want to ask me about you and Ye Mo?” Su Jingwen asked.

Ning Qingxue nodded. “Mhm. Mumei said you’re friends with Ye Mo, so…”

Su Jingwen looked down. “Although I consider him a friend, we don’t see each other much. It was my birthday; Mumei and you were there. I invited Ye Mo; Mumei said that’s when you first met…”

Su Jingwen told everything she knew about Ye Mo and Ning Qingxue.

Ning Qingxue listened, shocked. If Su Jingwen didn’t seem honest, she would have thought it was a lie.

Su Jingwen said there was a protective necklace and fire-shooting charms. Ning Qingxue had even asked Su Jingwen how to use them and gone looking for Ye Mo herself. Su Jingwen said she’d risked her life.

“You’re saying Ye Mo gave you a bracelet through me, with defensive properties? This, this…” Ning Qingxue looked speechlessly at the pretty bracelet in Su Jingwen’s hands. She found it pretty but couldn’t believe it.

Su Jingwen nodded. “Yes, every word is true.”

Ning Qingxue rubbed her head.

Su Jingwen looked at the flower pot. “The last time Ye Mo came, he sat in front of that grass for a long time.”

Ning Qingxue didn’t understand and didn’t know where to begin.

“My mother was bedridden for years. His spirit cleansing charm saved her. I was thankful, but didn’t know he was Ye Mo. Later, I realized he was the charm master. On my birthday, he gave me this precious gift, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, only two beads remain,” Su Jingwen said, almost to herself.

She looked at Ning Qingxue. “I came to see if Ye Mo had returned. Seeing you was a surprise. You don’t need to doubt me; try hitting my wrist with a stick.”

Ning Qingxue subconsciously took a stick and lightly tapped Su Jingwen’s wrist. “I knocked it, but there’s no effect?”

Su Jingwen looked at the bracelet, confused. The coarse bracelet Ye Mo gave her had defensive abilities; how could this exquisite one not?

Seeing Ning Qingxue’s suspicion, Su Jingwen bit her lip. “Use force; perhaps then there’ll be an effect.”

Ning Qingxue shook her head and put down the stick. “No matter what, I’m grateful, but I won’t try. Your wrist will break.”

Su Jingwen, doubting her words, used the stick to smash her own wrist. She didn’t believe Ye Mo’s bracelet was fake. Because Ning Qingxue had brought it to her, she hadn’t worn it, but after meeting Ye Mo and his telling her to wear it, how could it be fake? If it was, she would be too disappointed in Ye Mo. He should have at least told her. It was because she didn’t believe Ye Mo would trick her that she masochistically smashed her wrist.

She had this unexplainable sense of certainty. She believed in this feeling and trusted Ye Mo. Because she'd hesitated last time, she gave three beads to Ning Qingxue. She decided not to completely believe others; she had to act on her own feelings and perceptions. If she believed Ye Mo wouldn't lie, she should smash her wrist.

“Ah!” Ning Qingxue screamed. She hadn’t expected Su Jingwen to be so cruel. She couldn’t stop her.

Peng—The stick didn’t hit Su Jingwen; it bounced off her wrist and flew away.

Ning Qingxue stared, shocked. Su Jingwen’s wrist was perfect. She wasn’t faking; she saw white light from the bracelet instantly deflect the stick.

“It’s real…” After a long while, Ning Qingxue sighed.

Su Jingwen looked at the stick. “I knew he wouldn’t trick me.”

Ning Qingxue felt a strange, inexplicable feeling. She admired Su Jingwen’s bracelet. “I didn’t think such magical artifacts existed. I thought those magic artifact shops were fake.”

Su Jingwen shook her head. “You’re right; those shops aren’t completely fake, but they wouldn’t have bracelets like mine. Only he in the world can make this.”

Su Jingwen looked dejectedly at Ning Qingxue. “You don’t need to envy me. The best defensive artifact is on you—the necklace you’re wearing.”

“What? This necklace is a defensive artifact?” Ning Qingxue pulled out the necklace, surprised.