Looking at everything familiar in front of me, Dongfang's footsteps paused slightly.

There is an inexplicable emotion that starts to grow from the bottom of my heart.

It's like returning to the earth, back to the past, back to the era where you can be lying flat.

I am worried, sad, tired, happy, happy... I can go and drink.

Three or five friends are making noises. When they wake up drunk, they will pass by whether they are happy or worried.

Life continues.

Not many people will stay.

Even I subconsciously stop thinking about it.

Looking at the familiar environment in front of me, Dongfang raised his fingers lightly and subconsciously wanted to touch them.

But I found that everything in front of me was slightly twisted under my fingers.

Even the space seems illusory.

It's like a dream, all this is fake.

It was revealed by Rossell's twisted law. Although it is very real, it is still fake.

"cough!"

Roselgan coughed and said a little embarrassedly: "Although it's a bit false, all of this is the sentiment of our generation!"

"Time is passing, everything is evolving, and even the memory is blurring little by little."

"In the future, we may not remember those people, things, and even everything that happened."

"But feelings will never change."

Listening to Rossell's words, Klein was slightly silent.

Although it has only been less than three years of awakening, the things I have experienced in these three years are more than what I have experienced in the past twenty years.

Even if it was him, he still remembered the past freshly.

But for some things, people are still blurring little by little.

What I remember most clearly is that besides the familiar smells, there are only these familiar environments.

This may be the price of growth.

Just like when people grow up, their memories of childhood become blurred.

Although everything I had when I was a child was so desirable, it was still constantly blurring.

This is time, quietly changing everything.

"feelings?"

Dongfang murmured, subconsciously thinking, digging out memories of the past in his mind.

But he was frightened to find that the unforgettable people and events in the past were like an illusory dream.

It was sometimes clear, but it made him feel extremely strange.

Sometimes it was blurry, but it made him a little familiar.

Compared with the twenty years in his previous life, he has lived for a hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years... and even longer in the future.

Even if you have the talent that never forgets you, time still makes those irrelevant things blur little by little.

Perhaps in another hundred years, thousand years, ten thousand years, those things can only be left with the so-called feelings.

"If I forget the past... am I still me?"

A thought that quietly emerged instantly occupied Dongfang's mind.

This also made Dongfang's emotions go down in an instant.

She subconsciously sat on the familiar sofa and subconsciously stroked the coffee tables and wine cabinets.

Subconsciously, I want to familiarize myself with everything again.

Subconsciously I want to imprint these deeply into my mind.

But... everything about the past in my mind is still vague.

It was like a real dream, as time passed, it disappeared silently little by little.

"No! I still remember the smell, I still remember..."

"How could it be? I only remember those smells?"

"Is it because I subconsciously pursued those flavors and subconsciously made myself like to eat?"

"If I don't do this... will I forget even those familiar smells?"

An unsuppressible loneliness, with a hint of panic, instantly filled Dongfang's heart.

Sitting on the sofa, Dongfang's body curled up unconsciously.

He subconsciously hugged his knees with his chin tightly on his knees, trying to shrink himself tightly into a ball.

It seems that only in this way can the vague memories in my mind be no longer blurred.

"Um!"

Rossell shook his head gently, pushed Klein's arm, and pointed at him.

"Go and coax!"

"I am different from you. I am in this world, with relatives and friends!"

"There are also families, wives and children, and I have too many concerns. Sometimes I am like a native of this era."

"And you... I can feel that loneliness from you, a loneliness that is incompatible with the world."

"I will never go back to the last era. Maybe you are the only ones left, and only you can hold them together to keep warm."

"Only you are each other, all the emotional memories of the past!"

As he said that, Rossel picked up a glass of wine from the table, shook it gently, and poured it into his throat with one mouthful.

His face turned red in an instant, and his pupils also turned red in an instant.

He was not going crazy, but in this way, missing everything in the past.

He has been reborn.

But I still can't forget the past that I can never go back to.

Looking at the East, Klein suddenly felt a sense of resonance, and a heart-wrenching pain that could not be suppressed.

"The past... I will never go back!"

Klein turned around, walked gently to Dongfang, and sat slowly aside.

For a moment, he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

He also understands that loneliness. He has no relatives in the world and can no longer find the slightest familiarity of the past.

I can only use those vague dreams to comfort me when I dream about it every day at midnight.

He has just arrived in this world for less than three years.

He didn't even know how many years the East had experienced.

If you want to comfort me, you can't start.

Looking at Dongfang who wrapped his arms around him and curled himself into a ball, Klein stretched out his hand to hold Dongfang in his arms.

But in the end, he just grabbed Dongfang's hand and grabbed it tightly.

No words were spoken.

Dongfang seemed to have no idea, but just looked up at Klein and said in a low tone: "I seem to have forgotten a lot... a lot of things!"

"I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and I'll be no longer mine!"

Listening to Dongfang's words, Klein's pupils turned red for some reason and his palms were clenched tightly.

And Dongfang's tender little hands were also tightly held together.

"No, memory will be blurred, those people and things will be blurred, but whenever we see familiar things in a familiar environment, that mood will never disappear."

“We can also remember each other.”

"This... is lucky enough!"

Listening to Klein's comfort, Dongfang suddenly felt a little pretentious.

Life is growing, and it is destined to lose something and get something.

There is nothing wrong with it.

But Dongfang felt that once he really forgot everything in the past one day, would he...

"No! I will never forget this thing about being a man!"
To be continued...