I... am a person forgotten by time.

Maybe I shouldn't say that, is it time that forgets me or that I forgets time? I can't figure it out now.

Whether it is a curse or something, time has lost its meaning to me.

Everything was released to Buddha yesterday. On that sunny afternoon, I imagined my future life and chatted with my friends happily.

Afterwards, everything changed.

During this long process, I have tried many things that I had never dared to think about before.

For example, in an instant, you have seen someone’s life, then turn your head and savor it carefully.

For example, I once put a rock in my hand and saw it weathering with my own eyes, and eventually turned into a handful of fine sand that dissipated in the air.

A close friend, a beautiful country, a country, and a real money and silver.

All of this has lost the meaning of existence.

I seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle. I don’t know if I saw through the trap of time or got into another trap.

Those who have seen, said, done, and still remain in my mind. Until now, I can't even tell whether they are true or false.

Did they exist in my mind from the beginning or did they really live?

This mysterious 600 million creatures, countless combinations of energy-bearing, evolve slowly in the long river of time.

But I don’t know when, these things were just a moment in my eyes.

Time is like a road to me, with endless space on both sides of the road; and I can enter, enter other people's spaces at will, and view their lives, but in this process, life has lost its meaning to me.

I have returned to my hometown more than once, trying to regain my original feelings, but what I saw again and again was the ignorant boy. Every time I saw it, my heart hurts, and until now, I have no feeling at all.

The pictures in front of me seem to be someone else's life. Even if I know it deeply, it is my life, but I cannot escape the perspective of a bystander.

I don’t know when I started, but I gave up changing my destiny, tried again and again, and failed again and again. In the end, I was still in this damn cycle and could not get out of the path of time.

After repeated cycles, this road seems to have no end, and move forward without knowing where it leads.

I have never had the courage to walk straight forward, perhaps because I still have some obsessions in my heart that I cannot erase.

I looked at my life over and over again, repeating it over and over again, until finally, the other me in time and space became someone else.

Maybe it's time to move forward.

Looking at the dark road ahead, I hesitated again.

I don’t know when this habit of hesitation was developed. Although I have no worries at all now, I still cannot move forward straight.

I sighed softly, and I chose the clearest clip in my memory again, and went in silently. Finally, I went to see it again, just this time...

...

The Empire of Qitian, the Eastern Palace.

The Eastern King Emperor Ye Yu was very happy today. His third son, Huang Yanghui, was appointed as the general by the Empire. This was the third descendant to serve in the Imperial Army after his first two children.

The Dongwang family is full of loyal and martyrs.

The eldest son, Emperor Yuanwu, was awarded the emperor

With the rank of general, he followed the troops of the Eastern Prince's Mansion for many years and made great achievements in the military, he broke up the territory for the empire. At this moment, he was sitting on the left hand of the Eastern Prince, holding a wine glass and drinking with the Huangyanghui who was covered with spring breeze.

The second son, Emperor Yongning, has the rank of imperial generals, and is both civil and military. He often stays with the King of Dong. He has fought on the battlefield many times and won the more with less. He is a rare general. Now, he is sitting beside Emperor Yuanwu, smiling like a spring breeze, looking at his two brothers.

The third son Huang Yanghui was awarded the title of general because of the imperial capital Wu Bi. Today's celebration of the Eastern Palace was planned to celebrate this matter.

The King of Dong sat on the seat, with his three sons on his left hand and the right arm of the King of Dong's Mansion on his right hand.

Military advisor Ning Yi sat in the seat with a smile, holding his hands on the table, dragging his chin, and looking at the two princes playing in front of him.

The city lord Xiao Yibo was drinking happily with another city lord. The one who drank with him was a burly man. This person was the city lord of the East Prince's Mansion, and Liu Yuanliu kept drinking.

Below, the city lord was drinking the last city lord Ye Guan, while Ye Guan, with a peaceful smile on his face, quietly staring at everything in front of him.

Behind the King of Dong stood a half-year-old child, wearing the armor of a soldier, not tall, and looked just a teenager. His tender face was filled with a happy smile, and he came forward from time to time and gave Dong Wang a full of wine.

This is one of the few gatherings of all the senior executives of the East Prince's Mansion, and Huang Yuchen also attended. This is the only time.

That year, he was thirteen years old, a young boy, and was sincerely happy to award his third brother the title.

The East Prince's Mansion is a far-fetched girl. Since the death of the East Prince's Mission, there has not even been a maid in the entire Prince's Mansion. It is not much different to say it is a monk's temple.

The eldest son, Huang Yuanwu, is at the age of marriage, but he does not mention this matter at all and puts the career of the royal family first.

King Dong was satisfied with these sons. Looking at the entire Qitian Empire, King Dong could not find any descendants who had become successful.

Everyone in the hall had a banquet, and the King of Dong poured himself into his own drink. After a while, his face was flushed.

"You have drunk a little too much." Huang Yuchen whispered in his father's ear, but he still filled his wine glass.

King Dong smiled and looked at Huang Yuchen, stretched out his hand, pinched his face, and whispered: "I understand, drink this again."

Huang Yuchen looked at his father with some resentment, but didn't say much. Seeing his father pick up the wine glass and drink it all, he took away the wine pot on the table and hid it behind the chair.

"Fill it." The King of Dong drank the wine in his hand, glanced at Huang Yuchen, and gave a soft order.

"Go back to the prince." Huang Yuchen raised his face and replied softly: "The wine is gone, and the wine pot is gone for the prince to drink."

When the King of Dong heard this, he looked around and couldn't see the wine pot. Then he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, don't drink it."

Then, the King of Eastern stood up and said to everyone in the hall: "Everyone, I can't bear to drink, I'll go down first, you can have fun." Then, he smiled at everyone and turned around to the back hall under the attention of everyone.

Huang Yuanwu glanced at Huang Yuchen and signaled him to follow him. Huang Yuchen smiled at his elder brother, then followed his father and returned to the back hall.

Dong Wang didn't drink much. For his alcohol content, it was impossible for him to get drunk. He went straight to the back hall and sat in a chair.

Zi Shang, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and looked at Huang Yuchen who came in, and asked with a smile: "Yuchen, if you asked me to come back, are there anything you want to say?"

Huang Yuchen didn't say anything, walked to the east king and sat down on the chair beside him, but his face was a little depressed.

King Dong glanced at Huang Yuchen, laughed and said, "Why, Xiao Yuchen, are you worried too?"

Huang Yuchen looked up at his father, hesitated a little, lowered his head and said, "No."

The King of Dong laughed, reached out and knocked on Huang Yuchen's helmet, and said, "I said no, you have written it on your face. What do you think in your heart know that the father promised you that sooner or later, but now, it is not the time."

"When was that?" Huang Yuchen immediately looked up and asked when he heard his father say this.

The King of Dong narrowed his eyes, looked at Huang Yuchen, and said mysteriously: "When you can stand upright in front of others." Then, he laughed, stood up straight, and ignored Huang Yuchen and went into the inner room.

Huang Yuchen sat on the chair, muttering his father's words, and said, "Every time I asked you, you say that, when was it that I was holding it in the mansion and I was almost suffocating."

No one answered him. After the King of Dong left, the back hall became very deserted. There were few servants in the King of Dong's mansion. The front hall was having a banquet, and the King of Dong didn't like to serve him, so there were no servants waiting in the back hall.

A few candlelights shone the rear hall through the light. Huang Yuchen sat blankly on the chair, thinking about what he might have to do in the future, and he smiled foolishly from time to time.

This year, he was thirteen years old.

All I thought about was the outside world, the battles on the battlefield, the division of the territory, and the men like my father, the king and the elder brother.

A moment later, Ning Yi came in from the front hall and saw Huang Yuchen who was stunned. He walked up to him with a smile and asked softly: "Yuchen, what are you thinking?"

"Ah, Senior Ning." Huang Yuchen didn't hear anyone coming. He was startled by Ning Yi's words and hurriedly said, "It's nothing."

"Haha, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me." Ning Yi smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "I just want to go out of the palace and make military achievements. The empire will also award you the title of general by then, so you can fight on the battlefield, right?"

Huang Yuchen glanced at Ning Yi, and at the person he was most familiar with, he could only sigh and said, "I can't hide anything from you. It's too boring to stay in the palace. Senior Ning, next time you go to war, you can take me secretly."

Ning Yi smiled when he heard this, stood up, patted Huang Yuchen on his shoulder, and said softly: "When you figure out the formation, you can go anywhere, so why do you need me to take it with you?" After that, he turned around and left on his own.

Huang Yuchen sat in a daze on the chair, looking at the direction where Ning Yi disappeared, then looked back at the bedroom where his father entered, scratched his head, and was a little confused.

...

I could not have imagined that this was the first and last time I saw everyone gathered together.

Now I can’t tell whether this is Huang Yuchen’s life or my own life.

Or, this is simply a memory that never existed, he was just put in my mind.

He looked up again, looked at the dark road to time and space, and sighed.

In the end, I embarked on the road ahead and headed to the unknown.
Chapter completed!