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"Ji Fei'er was shocked by his sudden action. Although she didn't refuse his hug, it really wasn't a good feeling to be used as a substitute." "Hey hey, let go of me, I'm not Zixuan!"

"No, you must be Zixuan, Zixuan promised that she would come back. Back then, under the Immortal Execution Archipelago, the evil aura had already burnt all of your body, and your soul had scattered, but I was only able to save one part of you. That's why you are borrowing Yue Feiyan's body to revive yourself, and you told me that you would come back, Zixuan, you know how painful it is for me to wait for you, so I will never let you leave."

Ji Fei'er struggled, but she couldn't break free from his embrace. She stretched out her small hand and beat him with it, "Are you crazy? I'm not Zixuan, I really am not. Otherwise, how can I not have her memories? I'm just an ordinary mortal!"

He was the one who was most familiar with Zixuan. He could understand her every movement and gaze, and even though her face was completely different, the familiar feeling would not change.

He had purposely arranged for people to prepare a lot of clothes in the wardrobe, including Zixuan's favorite purple dress. Her choice made him excited. The first time he met Zixuan, he had transformed into a small Little White Snake. She was so scared that her beautiful face paled, but in the end, she could not resist. Zixuan was his favorite woman and Shang Moxue was his best friend. They had quarreled when they met in the past and would never stop until the world flipped upside down.

These similarities were enough to prove that she was Zixuan! The painting he saw in the study today had convinced him that she was Zixuan!

He had been trying his best to suppress his emotions, but he was unable to extricate himself from Shang Moxue's painful reminder. Right now, he was like a lifesaver, unwilling to let go.

He looked at her with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to suck her into his pupils and burn her to nothingness. His intense possessiveness seemed to want to destroy heaven and earth. Such a gaze terrified Ji Fei'er.

She did not want it, and did not want to be used as a substitute. This was too cruel!

"I'm not …" Zixuan didn't even have the chance to say the word 'Zixuan' before that scorching kiss took away all of her breath. Zixuan didn't even have the time to say the word 'Zixuan', as that burning kiss took away all of her breath.

"Zixuan, did you feel it? A thousand years ago, I kissed you just like that. Even if you can't remember, you can feel it with your body, with your senses. "

He had waited for so long, suppressed it for so long, that he was sure she was Zixuan, and would not allow her to refuse him.

Ji Fei'er, however, felt only humiliation. Her eyelashes trembled as tears rolled down her face. Was she really going to be violated as another woman today?

As if he had felt a wetness, the moment he raised his eyes and saw the tears at the corner of her eyes, they immediately extinguished the fervor in his heart.

Ji Fei'er could no longer control her anger and raised her hand. In an instant, a bright red five-finger print appeared on her beautiful face, and a crisp slap sounded in the air. He could have dodged or stopped her, but he was willing to be beaten up by her. Even if he was hurt by her, it would still be a type of happiness.

Her body shrank into a corner, trembling with humiliation and anger.

"Zixuan, I …" This kind of situation made him feel too much heartache. He stretched out his hand in an attempt to comfort her, but she shook him off.

"Don't touch me!"

"Zixuan …"

"I'm not Zixuan!" She glared at him angrily, "Su Limei, you are so cruel. Why do you treat me as a substitute? Even if you save me, it doesn't mean that you can insult me like this."

She seemed to understand that the reason he had been indulging and doting on her for the past few days was because she was like another woman. This woman called Zixuan must have been very important to him.

"No, you are not a double, and no one uses you as a double." He only wanted to pamper his woman, to give her the utmost of love and care. How could he bear to see her cry? Su Limei blamed himself.

Even if Zixuan came back, her soul was no longer intact, so it was normal for her to not remember him for the time being. Once he sent a part of her soul into her body, she would definitely remember everything.

"I'm not Zixuan. Since you love your Zixuan so much, then don't come and provoke me." "Even if you are Demon King, I, Ji Fei'er, will not pester you for nothing!"

Su Limei didn't know how to explain it to her. It was obvious that she didn't want to hear anything he said.

In a moment of desperation, a white light flashed in front of his eyes and a painting appeared out of nowhere in his hand. He had always carried it with him, wanting to know the truth when he saw her.

He unfolded the self-portrait she had drawn herself. "If you don't believe what I'm saying, you should know the person in this painting, right?" "This is Zixuan."

Ji Fei'er shook her head in disbelief. "That's impossible. I was obviously drawing myself. How could it be another woman?"

She was truly shocked in her heart. She had originally thought that he had recognised the wrong person, but she was now living in someone else's soul. Even her appearance wasn't hers, so how could he possibly recognize her? But now he was using her idle self-portrait to call himself Zixuan? This is ridiculous.

Hearing her confirmation, Su Limei became even more excited. He carried her in his arms and said, "Come with me. I will prove to you that you're Zixuan!"

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at a large study room. Ji Fei'er looked around but didn't feel there was anything that could prove her identity.

"Follow me!" Ji Fei'er's eyes widened. So there was actually a secret chamber under the study room. She had only seen this kind of scene on television before.

Afraid that she would accidentally fall on the ground, Su Limei was willing to carry her. Soon, Ji Fei'er found out that it couldn't be called a secret chamber. It was simply a large underground garden …

After he landed on the ground, he gently placed her on the ground and then pulled her hand, "Zixuan, I will definitely retrieve all of our memories."

He knew that since she hadn't recovered her memories yet, it would be difficult for her to accept that he was someone else. He also didn't want to make her sad.

"Here... "Where is it?" She looked around, but there was a very familiar feeling in her mind.

Su Limei led her by the hand and walked forward. They arrived at the acacia tree forest not far ahead. There was a stone table and a stone stool. On top of the table, there was actually an exquisite zither.

Su Limei smiled and then let go of her hand. He walked to the stone table and sat down cross-legged. His fingertips moved slightly and a sweet zither music flowed out like a spring.

A light breeze blew past, and the Huan Hua fell with the wind, landing on his white clothes. The pinkish hue of it made him look indescribably beautiful.

Ji Fei'er was attracted by his beautiful fingers, and in her dazed state, the scene of the white-clothed man playing the zither seemed to appear in her mind. It was a very beautiful and familiar song, the purple-clothed woman dancing with the zither music.

Ji Fei'er stretched out her hand, and a small flower landed on her fingertip. A sweet fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

In modern times, her favorite things were flowers, flowers, and even flowers. This was an extravagant hope for an orphan like her, something she could only hope to achieve.

She vaguely remembered that in one of her dreams, she seemed to have seen this scene. However, from an outsider's point of view, everything had nothing to do with her. She was crying.

"What's wrong?" It was unknown when the sound of the zither had stopped. Su Limei gently pulled her into his embrace, and wiped the tears on her face with a pained heart, "Do you still remember? Back then, it was here that I played the zither and you danced. You said that we were a match made in heaven. "You like being together the most, but after you left, the entire garden was completely wilted. So, I'm here, imitating the scene from back then, and planted your favorite joyous tree. The reason I'm here is so that I can wait for you when you return."

Ji Fei'er stared fixedly at him, as if she had been staring at him for thousands of years.

"And here …" He took her to an ancient banyan tree with a swing made of garlands hanging from it.

He took her to the swing and gently pushed her behind him.

The swing swung nimbly, causing her purple dress to flutter in the wind. Ji Fei'er seemed to have seen that scene. This was not unfamiliar. She had seen it in her dreams.

But why was it that while the white-clothed man was still alive, the purple-clothed woman had become herself?

Su Limei showed her a few scenes before finally bringing him to a small pavilion not far away. The pavilion was completely covered on three sides by a screen, and only one side faced the lake.

He pointed with his finger, and a painting flew out from his hand and quickly flew in front of them.

When she saw the scene, Ji Fei'er widened her eyes in disbelief.

Su Limei put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Now do you believe what I said? "You … are my Zixuan. I've been waiting for you for a thousand years. You've finally returned to my side."

Ji Fei'er stared blankly at the painting. It was as if she was looking at herself in an ancient costume. The girl in the painting was obviously exactly the same as her in the 21st century. How could there be such a coincidence? Was this really her? Why did she feel all this had become so ridiculous?

The white clothed man in her dreams was Su Limei, and that purple clothed girl was herself?

That is to say, she is really Zixuan?

No, she still could not accept it. How could she suddenly become someone else?

Even though she was an orphan, she had grown up. For the past twenty years, she had always been herself. How could she have become someone else?