Su Jinxiu truly panicked at Liu Nanfeng’s cold gaze.
"Husband, don't joke about this, or I'll get really angry."
Although Su Jinxiu said this, her face couldn’t hide her panic, and she looked on the verge of tears.
Liu Nanfeng frowned deeply, looking at Su Jinxiu and saying, "Are you of the Alakai tribe? But that's not right either..."
He then looked around in confusion, clutching his forehead and showing a pained expression.
"Husband..."
But Liu Nanfeng ignored her at this moment. He got out of bed and, under Su Jinxiu's gaze, walked directly to the balcony and looked out the window.
Su Jinxiu also hurried to follow, looking very cautious and full of guilt. She truly regretted it now. Who would have thought that even with the Soul Protecting Grass protecting his soul, Liu Nanfeng would still end up like this?
Just then, Liu Nanfeng, who was staring out the window, suddenly had his eyes turn golden. Golden rings appeared on his forehead, along with countless mysterious runes, stacking and rotating, analyzing and probing the essence of this world.
This was the source of Ren Yang’s power, his fundamental law.
True strength wasn't achieved through rote practice but by tracing back to the source.
In the beginning, he was merely curious: curious why there was a hole in the sky, curious where the desolate beasts came from, curious why the Winged Tribe had wings from birth, curious if the Three-Eyed Tribe’s eyes could truly see a thousand miles...
As he explored the Great Desolation more deeply, he gradually deciphered the essence of the world, and his strength naturally grew, allowing him to accomplish what others could not.
"Arun?"
Just then, Su Jinxiu suddenly remembered something and called out again.
Liu Nanfeng turned his head, looked at Su Jinxiu, and asked with a frown, "Who is Arun?"
Liu Nanfeng’s appearance upon turning back shocked Su Jinxiu. She hadn’t noticed the abnormality in his eyes when his back was to her.
Now, his eyes, exuding a mysterious aura that seemed to penetrate her soul, stirred a hint of fear within her.
But she quickly recovered, her face becoming even paler. She had initially thought that Feng Zhirun’s memories had replaced Liu Nanfeng’s, but now it seemed that was not the case.
Filled with fear, she asked with a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
"I am..."
Liu Nanfeng was about to introduce himself when his brain suddenly began to ache violently.
The magical techniques on his eyes were almost unsustainable, on the verge of collapse.
"Kalan Samas..."
In Su Jinxiu's eyes, Liu Nanfeng softly murmured an unintelligible language and then tapped his forehead.
Following this, countless circular lights bloomed on his forehead, layer upon layer, with numerous runes spinning upon them. Then, memories seemed to be drawn from his brain, floating in the air, presenting countless grand and peculiar scenes before her.
Su Jinxiu’s mouth fell open in utter astonishment. She was now absolutely certain that Liu Nanfeng had not recovered Feng Zhirun’s memories.
Winged people with wings on their backs, giants hundreds of feet tall, elves bathing in magma... these were things not possessed by Earth, likely only ancient scenes from legends.
So what kind of memories had Liu Nanfeng recovered?
Just then, all the memories began to spin rapidly, finally settling on a bicycle parking shed.
Su Jinxiu was very familiar with this scene. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the anomalies in the air instantly retract, all returning to Liu Nanfeng’s forehead. All abnormalities vanished, even his eyes radiating strange powers disappeared without a trace.
Then, Liu Nanfeng looked around in confusion. When his gaze fell upon Su Jinxiu, he immediately broke into a smile, the one she knew so well.
"Jinxiu, you're here," Liu Nanfeng greeted happily.
He then frowned, "Didn't we say we were going to the forest park today? What is this place? Strange, I seem to have forgotten something."
"Husband, you remember me?" Su Jinxiu stepped forward, grabbed Liu Nanfeng's hand, her face full of joy.
But Liu Nanfeng just stared at her blankly upon hearing this.
"Husband, what's wrong? Don't scare me?" Su Jinxiu asked with a tearful voice, her face full of chagrin.
"Jinxiu, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing her like this, Liu Nanfeng became anxious instead. He quickly cupped Su Jinxiu’s face, his expression full of concern.
Su Jinxiu shook her head and looked at Liu Nanfeng, "I was going to ask you what's wrong. You don't answer when I ask you questions."
"Because you called me 'husband.' It sounds a bit strange, but hehehe..." Liu Nanfeng scratched his head, smiling a bit foolishly.
Su Jinxiu was stunned by his words. This address had been used for more than a day or two. His current state indicated that his memory was definitely problematic.
So she quickly pressed further. As expected, after multiple confirmations, she discovered that Liu Nanfeng’s memory had reverted to several years ago, back when they were still in college.
This made Su Jinxiu sigh in relief. As long as he was still Liu Nanfeng, memory loss wasn't a big deal; it could be recovered slowly, or even if it couldn't, it wouldn't matter.
Liu Nanfeng was also a bit dazed at this moment. He clearly remembered agreeing with Su Jinxiu yesterday to go to the forest park today. He had come to the parking lot to get the car, felt a moment of lightheadedness, and everything had changed.
Not only had the surroundings become unfamiliar, but his mind was also filled with many new memories, making the impact quite overwhelming.
"It's alright, it will recover slowly," Su Jinxiu said, taking Liu Nanfeng's hand and leading him back inside. It was still late at night, and besides the sound of the river, everything was silent.
"We're really married?"
"What, you don't want to marry me?"
"No, no, it just feels like a dream, hehe..."
"Look at you being silly. If you don't believe me, look." Su Jinxiu turned on the room light and pointed to the wedding photo on the wall.
In the wedding photo, Su Jinxiu wore a bright red wedding dress, and Liu Nanfeng stood behind her with a foolish grin.
Looking at the photo, Liu Nanfeng finally understood that what Su Jinxiu said was true; he was indeed married.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing him standing there blankly, Su Jinxiu became a little nervous, worried he might have another problem.
"Nothing, I just think you're really beautiful, and I'm really handsome."
"Silly."
Su Jinxiu gave him a charmingly sidelong glance and then pulled his hand towards the bed.
"There's still time, let's sleep."
"Sleep... sleep?"
Liu Nanfeng looked surprised, but then he thought that since they were married, it was only natural to sleep together.
He then showed a look of pleasant surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Su Jinxiu didn't react at first and asked in confusion, but then, seeing Liu Nanfeng's excited and surprised expression, she understood.
"Silly."
She gave him another charmingly sidelong glance and then pulled him down onto the bed.
...
Looking at the woman resting her head on his chest, Liu Nanfeng felt a sense of unreality.
In the blink of an eye, he not only had a wife but also a home, and all that was missing was a child.
And what were those things that had appeared in his memory? As he thought about it, he felt a wave of fatigue and drifted into a deep sleep.
Just then, a beam of light suddenly rose from between his brows, and circular rings unfolded layer by layer, with countless memories swirling and flowing upon them, as if organizing his jumbled thoughts.
Meanwhile, Su Jinxiu, who had been leaning against Liu Nanfeng’s chest and seemed to have fallen asleep, opened her eyes again, sat up, and silently watched this wondrous spectacle.