Early in the morning, Yan Zhanjin asked Zhu Mingyang to deliver the firewood to Donglong Inn. When Zhu Mingyang arrived at the back of Donglong Inn, five waiters came out and grabbed the firewood inside. One of the worker paid Zhu Mingyang, and he walked into the open-air market. He walked up to one of the vendor, a beautiful young lady was selling jewelry and women's accessories. He stared at the displayed, and everything else was female accessories, such as cosmetics, paper lipsticks, hairpins, etc. He looked towards the end of the table and saw an obsidian bracelet. He picked up a feng shui black obsidian bracelet.
Zhu Mingyang thought about it, since he and Yan Zhanjin became friends. He has lived in Yan Zhanjie's house for more than three months. This will be a good gift for Yan Zhanjin. He doesn't want to forget a good friend like Yan Zhanjin. Perhaps when he starts to forget who he is, this bracelet will remind him that there is a good friend in the world who still cares about him.
Zhu Mingyang reached for the money bag and paid the young lady. The young lady smiled and said, "Sir, I know your wife will like that feng shui bracelet. That purse...Did she make it for you?"
Zhu Mingyang said, "This bracelet is for a friend."
The young lady, "I'm sorry. Seeing you holding that kind of embroidery money bag, I thought you were a married man."
Zhu Mingyang, "It's all right. Don't worry about it." He took the bracelet and pushed the empty wagon back to Yan Zhanjin's house.
Zhu Mingyang walked alone on the dirt road back to Yan Zhanjin's house, remembering some memories he didn't want to forget. In Zhu Mingyang's heart, Gu Yingjie is a person he never wants to forget. He believed that even if he lost his reason and his mind becomes blank, he would always remember Gu Ying's face and voice. He sighed heavily, recalling the time when Gu Yingjie appeared with his fingers wrapped with white cloth and handed him a poorly stitched money bag. The bag is stitched unevenly. The flower was not sewn well either, and a few stitches were missing. Even if it is not the perfect money bag, he cherishes it like gold. Zhu Mingyang recalled that one winter day, the money bag was lost. He retraced his footsteps for the entire day and finally found the money bag on the ground. Gu Yingjie asked him to throw away the dirty money bag, but he refused. He told Gu Yingjie that everything Gu Yingjie gave him would be his most precious possession.
Another memory he didn't want to forget was that two nights ago, he saw through the window that Yan Zhanjin was helping him fix his clothes. Early the next morning, the fingers of Yan Zhanjin's left hand were pierced with several needle holes. He felt that Yan Zhanjin's poorly sewn clothes had more meaning than the extravagant clothes Gu Yingjie had given him before.
Zhu Mingyang does want to forget all his bad memories, but at the same time these three months of memories are also memories that he does not want to forget, but he knows that soon he will forget them bit by bit.
Zhu Mingyang put the wagon next to the well and sat on the table looking at Yan Zhanjin in the kitchen. In the past three months, Zhu Mingyang and Yan Zhanjin shared the days, he was actually very happy. He sat at the table, recalling all the good memories with Yan Zhanjin. He remembered that once, they were washing clothes by the river. Yan Zhanjin concentrated on beating the clothes, he forgot that his wooden basin floated away. When he started chasing the wooden basin, the clothes he lay on the rock washed away. If Zhu Mingyang has not been there, Yan Zhanjin will come home with no clothes or wooden basin. He stared for a while, and carried some firewood into the kitchen. Then he put the firewood next to the stove. He stood in front of Yan Zhanjin, watching Yan Zhanjin wash the vegetables.
Yan Zhanjin said, "What?"
Zhu Mingyang said, "Zhanjin, since I live here with you, I didn't give you anything to show our friendship."
Yan Zhanjin raised his head and smiled, "No need. You helped me a lot. You run errands for me."
Zhu Mingyang, "These are what I should do, because you gave me a place to sleep and food to eat."
Yan Zhanjin, "Well, then let's forget. Tell me when you want to leave. I just don't want you to leave without saying goodbye."
Zhu Mingyang said, "I want to give you this." He handed the feng shui obsidian bracelet to Yan Zhanjin. "I'll be forgetful soon. I hope this will helps me remember you."
Yan Zhanjin said, "Why, you want to give me this suddenly?"
Zu Mingyang said, "Soon, I will slowly forget. When I can no longer remember who I am, you hold it to remind me who I am." He grabbed Yan Zhanjin's right hand and slide the feng shui black obsidian bracelet onto Yan Zhanjin's right wrist.
Yan Zhanjin, "Are you sure, you want to give this to me?"
Zu Mingyang nodded.
Yan Zhanjin smiled and said, "You will not lose your memory, and you will not forget."
Zu Mingyang said, "I drank the forgetfulness poison."
Yan Zhanjin smiled, "Remember the brewed medicine I have you drank the first three days you were here?"
Zu Mingyang, "Yes."
Yan Zhanjin chuckled then said, "That is the antidote to the forgetfulness poison." He quickly pulled his hand away. "You already gave it to me, I won't give it back."
Zhu Mingyang smiled and said, "I will help you cook."
Yan Zhanjin said, "Help me kill the chicken over there."
Lao Yin shouted from the front of the gate, "Yan yisheng, are you at home?"
When Zhu Mingyang and Yan Zhanjin walked to the main entrance, they saw Cao Wenyan standing with the five-colors mice and Lao Yin.
Lao Yin said, "Childe, this is Yan yisheng." He smiled and walked away. "Yan yinsheng, this childe is looking for you." He walked away from the group of people.
Cao Wenyan smiled and said, "Yan yisheng, may I trouble you to go to Beixing Sector with me."