The Memory Lost in Space - 228. 228 The Best Time (1)

At that time, the moon was round, the flowers were fragrant, and the parents were still alive.

She is the little daughter loved by her father and the little sister loved by her brother.

evening.

The sunset glow smudged the sky like rouge.

The white Xiyan flowers poked out their heads from the green leaves shyly and quietly bloomed in the windows and corners of the eaves.

The pale golden sunset passed over the treetops and shot into the room from the large glass windows, coating the walls of tables and chairs with a thin layer of warm orange light.

Insian Lorraine prepares dinner in the kitchen and plans to make pies.

Yingxian Ye Jie lay on the side of the bar outside the kitchen, watching with a grin.

Because Lorraine’s father loves food, he is particular about every soup and every dish. The taste buds of the brother and sister are cultivated very tricky. The harder the life, the more he refuses to eat nutritious meals.

When living in the remote Lan Yinxing, there was no cook at home, and his mother was often absent. If he wanted to eat delicious food, he had to do it himself.

At that time, because of the devil’s physical training, Ye Jie often didn’t even have the strength to stand up, and the heavy task of cooking fell on Lorraine’s shoulders.

She bought a variety of recipes on Star.com, tried to learn, and became a star chef by self-taught.

Ye Jie smiled and said, “Remember the first time you made pies? You said cheerfully, when you saw a cool lazy dish, a dish with staple food, vegetables and meat, nutritious and convenient , And then that classic joke happened.”

Because there was too much water, Lorrain added some flour; because there was too much flour, she added some water; because there was too much water, she added some flour…

Later, they ate pies for three days in a row.

Ye Jie has a psychological shadow, every time she sees Luolan making pasta, she always reflexively reminds her not to put too much water.

Lorraine picked up the water bottle and filled the flour bowl with water.

Ye Ji said with a smile, “Don’t let too much water.”

Lorraine was in a daze, the water was really too much, so she could only put flour in the basin again.

Ye Jie’s face was buried in his arms, and his shoulders trembled with a smile.

Lorraine asked: “Is it funny?”

Ye Jie raised her head and said with a smile: “It’s always funny if you make a mistake.” Lorland was actually very eccentric when she was a child, and the more serious she grew up, it was rare for a blogger to laugh, and of course she couldn’t let it go once she encountered it.

Lorraine grabbed a pinch of flour and threw it directly onto Ye Jing’s face.

Ye Jie smiled and wiped the flour off his face, “Okay, I won’t smile anymore, so you don’t need to add more flour.”

Seeing that there was no clean flour on his face, Lorraine was suffocated, and the strength of his men was out of control, and he really added more flour.

Ye Jie was stunned, and after a moment, she leaned forward and laughed at the bar.

Lorrain buried his head and carefully added water to the basin.

How she hoped that even if the years passed and time flew, the people would still be there when she looked back. But the pale and thin face on his temples reminded her that the mistake of fate had been made by her herself!

Lorraine makes good noodles, and the housekeeping robot has already cut vegetables and meat according to her requirements.

Lorrain puts the seasoning, stirs the vegetables and the minced meat, thinking that the knife is not as good as Xiaojiao.

She made the fillings and began to wrap the pie.

Ye Jing held his chin and looked at it with a smile.

Lorraine’s fingers are very flexible, and he can make a small pie with the big palm of his hand. Ye Jie remembered that these hands had also liked to play with the keys. After his uncle was gone, he was kept in the laboratory every day with various cold dissecting knives and experimental equipment.

Lin Jian’s voice suddenly sounded: “Your Majesty.”

Luolan turned his head and saw Lin Jian standing at the door of the kitchen, with a small corner behind him, and a soldier pushing Ziyan lying in the medical cabin.

Ye Jie’s gaze crossed Lin Jian and fell on Xiao Horn.

Lin Jian said: “It’s a slave to your Highness.”

Ye Jie glanced at Lorraine and asked with a smile: “When did you have a hobby of raising slaves?”

Lorrain wrapped up the last pie casually, put the pie in the oven, and said, “I need to do an experiment.”

Ye Jie looked at Xiaojiao and ordered: “Take off the mask on your face.”

Xiaojiao didn’t hear it, as if Ye Jie didn’t exist at all, her eyes kept looking at Lorraine in the kitchen.

Lorrain closed the oven door and explained: “Little Horn has low intelligence and doesn’t like strangers. He only listens to me.”

Ye Jie asked wonderingly: “Since you raise slaves, why not raise a smarter one?”

Lorraine looked at the little corner and laughed: “If he is not a fool, how can he obediently cooperate with me in the experiment?”

Ye Jie said, “I want to look at his face.”

While setting the temperature and time of the oven, Lorraine said casually: “Little Horn, take off the mask.”

The little horn took off his mask obediently, and his face was pitted, bluish and purple, full of pustules of various sizes.

Ye Jie frowned and looked away, “What’s the matter with his face?”

“The toxic and side effects of the medicine are already mild. In severe cases, the body ulcers, the limbs are stiff, and it is impossible to move.”

Ye Jie glanced at Zi Yan, who was unconscious, waved his hand and motioned to Lin Jian to take the person away.

Just as Lin Jian led the people to leave, Ye Jie suddenly remembered something and asked, “Where is the slave mark?”

Lin Jian replied: “One is behind the neck and the other is on the side of the neck.”

Ye Jie looked at Xiaojiao. He was wearing a round-necked shirt, half of the brightly-colored slave character appeared on the back of his neck.

Ye Jie asked: “Did he not resist when he stamped on the slave seal?”

Lin Jian reported truthfully: “No, very cooperative.”

The last bit of doubt in Ye Jie’s heart disappeared.

The slave mark is not an ordinary tattoo. Once it is left behind, it is difficult to eliminate it for a lifetime. Normal people can never bear such a shameful shame.

After Lin Jian left with the two slaves, Ye Jie realized that his reaction was a little too radical.

Xiao Xin has always had no taboos in doing things, but he was only raising two slaves, but he was on the verge of an enemy, and he kept inquiring, and he knew why Xiao Xin used a different species as an experimental subject.

Ye Qi wanted to say something sullily, but Lorraine didn’t want to talk more.

She washed the flour on her hands and said nonchalantly: “In fifteen minutes, the pie will be ready to eat.”

Ye Jie followed her words, and didn’t mention it any more, “It just happened to go to the wine cellar to pick two bottles of good wine.”

After dinner, the siblings sat on the wicker chairs in the garden, drinking and chatting with each other.

Ye Jie asked the question he most wanted to know: “When did you recover your memory?”

Lorraine said flatly: “Before the spacecraft exploded.”

“How did it recover?”

“The last potion was found.”

Ye Jie saw that she was reluctant to say more, thinking of Yin Nanzhao, roughly guessing the cause and effect, and no longer entangled with this issue.

“How did you escape from the spaceship explosion?”

Luo Lanyun recounted the matter roughly.

Ye Jie heard mixed feelings and asked, “After leaving the uninhabited planet, why didn’t you come back and look for me?”

“I’m looking for suitable alien species for experimentation, and I hope to see you again after I have developed a potion.”

Ye Jie touched her head and sighed: “We have tried our best. It is not your fault that things have developed beyond control. I don’t want you to torture yourself for the past.”

Lorrain nodded silently.

Lin Jian came over and reminded Ye Jie: “Your Majesty, you should go back to rest.”

Ye Jie knew that his body couldn’t stand the toss, and was ready to leave. He instructed Lorrain to rest early, and there are important things tomorrow morning, and he will send someone to pick her up.

After Lorland sent off Ye Jie, she returned to the garden, feeling very depressed and depressed.

Ye Jie’s refusal to let her check her body is definitely not a good sign.

She picked up the wine bottle, as if drinking water, filled half of the bottle in one breath, lay down on the wicker chair, and looked up at the sky above her head.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The old things in the past emerged one after another, flashing through my mind like playing a movie. Logically speaking, the memory before the age of seven should not be so clear, but maybe because after the age of seven, there is no such carefree happiness, all the memories in this room are cherished and very clear.

At that time, the moon was round, the flowers were fragrant, and the parents were still alive.

She is the little daughter loved by her father and the little sister loved by her brother.

best time.

Has passed away.

Little Horn came over and sat on the grass beside the wicker chair.

Lorraine looked up at the moon, stretched out her hands, as if she wanted to catch something, but didn’t catch anything, only Xu Xu Qingfeng passed through her fingers.

“That man is your family?”

“My brother, Yingxian Yejie.”

“You’re sad.” Xiaojiao poked her cheek lightly. “Why are you unhappy when you see your family?”

Lorraine turned her head and looked at him drunkly. The corners of her mouth were full of mockery: “The only family member is about to die. How am I happy?”

“You keep experimenting to save him?”

Lorrain pulled the collar of the little horn, dragged him in front of him, drunk and touched his mask, “You are my only hope.”

Little Horn looked down at Lorraine.

I don’t know if it is wine or tears, her eyes are misty, without frost-like sharpness, like two pools of autumn water, flowing fluently.

Little Horned unknowingly, his head lowered and his lips almost pressed against Lorrain’s, but he didn’t know what he wanted to do.

The two faced each other, their eyes were open, and they looked at each other blankly.

Lorrain laughed, “Fool!”

The moonlight is lingering and the fragrance of flowers is floating.

Little Horn’s heart beats like a drum, inexplicable emotions surging in the body, seeming infinite joy, and infinite sadness, even the soul is crying and shaking, but he has no idea what to do, he can only squat his lips and scream awkwardly. Her name, over and over again.

“Luo…Lolo! Lolo…”

Lorrain closed his eyes and fell asleep drunk.

“Lolo!”

Little Horn’s chin was gently rubbed against her hair, but the actions that once made her happy and satisfying now seem to lack something, only pleasure, not satisfaction. There was a faint pain in the heart, as if something wanted to whizz out.

early morning.

Lin Jian drove the speed car to come early, waiting to pick Lorland to the palace.