When Lin Sanjiu suddenly woke up, her heart was pounding violently, and her palms were filled with cold sweat - it was her heart, it was her palms, her body was back. No, it seemed that it had never left.
However, it would be better to say that she felt her body again.
Before her vision became clear again, Lin Sanjiu had already jumped up; when she stood firm, she realized that her neck was still twisted to the right, as if she was still looking at Lou Qin in that direction.
Turning her head, as her breathing stabilized, she gradually saw clearly.
A dozen steps away in front of him, Wu Yiliu was sitting on a big rock among the trees. He leaned forward with his arms on his knees. His hair was soaked and stuck to his cheeks in strands; it was pale and white.
The water mist kept rising from his shoulders and back, like a halo, softly surrounding him.
His face was white from the rain, and water droplets followed the outline of his bones and kept dripping from the tip of his nose and chin - although there was not a drop of rain at this moment.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu was slightly startled. She looked down at her arms and body and found that they were indeed dry.
She raised her head, half of the thin and faded white moon floated on the sea-like darkness, and the vast and deep mountain forest sank silently under the sea.
She was too familiar with this place. Lin Sanjiu just couldn't figure out why she and Wu Yiliu suddenly returned from the Twelve Worlds to the mountain forest where the camping cabin was located; and there seemed to be an invisible rainstorm that was pounding.
Looking at this mountain forest, only the house in front of me is affected by the rain.
...This scene is also strangely familiar.
"Yaichi Liu?"
Lin Sanjiu let out a soft cry. It felt as if it had been many years before she could move her feet again. "Is that you?"
She could feel that it was indeed Uichi Liu, although she was not sure about Uichi Liu's appearance. Of course he had looked in the mirror in those years, but the scenes that reflected his appearance were just like eating and washing.
Like all the trivial things, it's very vague and unclear.
The young man didn't seem to hear her cry. She walked closer, and in the dim night, she finally found that his thin lips were opening and closing gently, and he seemed to be talking - but he didn't make a sound.
Lin Sanjiu carefully squatted down in front of him.
...She already kind of understands.
She looked down at her hands - they were no different from the last time she saw them. The round nails were cut short, and the edges were crooked and uneven. Her hair was the same as before, only barely touching.
Collarbone; the randomly cut hair is divided into two layers, the upper half is shorter and the lower half is longer.
She hadn't spent several years with Yaichi, otherwise her nails and hair wouldn't still be this long.
"Wu Yiliu," Lin Sanjiu called softly, "can you hear me? This... this is your memory, right?"
The young man was still talking silently, unaware of her existence; although his body was indeed sitting here, it was still like a pale figure floating in the water, as if if he reached out and touched it, he would dissolve with the waves.
.
Lin Sanjiu carefully looked at his lip shape for a while and roughly reconstructed what he said.
"Professor Qiao was sitting on the sofa with her teacup in her hands. It seemed as if the whole room was her own temple..."
She shivered and got goosebumps.
This is the scene when Ichiliu sat in the mountain forest under the heavy rain and told "Abi" about the world of his hometown; she had experienced the world of shapeshifters once with that narration and memories - Lin Sanjiu
He stood up quickly, took a few steps back, and quickly looked around.
This is indeed the memory scene of Uaichiyanagi; I am afraid that the image of Uaichiyanagi sitting on the big rock is also constructed from his memory - because when people recall the past, their appearance from the perspective of others will not appear.
Where...is this place? What is its significance?
Where did the gift bag go?
Lin Sanjiu "lived" several years of Wu Yiliu's life in a short period of time. For a while, her original thoughts and memories were a little inconsistent; in fact, she only suddenly remembered now,
She was with the gift bag - ah, not only the gift bag, before she was swallowed up by the sudden burst of space, there was also Yu Yuan in the form of a data body beside her.
At first, she seemed to have fallen into the streets of a city; after taking off her spacesuit, she walked around in a daze for a while, and somehow she suddenly entered the memories of Ichiyanagi. As for the gift bag and Yu
Yuan, she didn't even know where to look.
Full of doubts, she carefully reached out and touched the willow tree on the big stone. She had never experienced this kind of touch in her life before: it was not the warm flesh and blood of a real human body, but soft, light, and consistent with the palm of her hand.
A novel touch that breaks apart at the touch of a finger. If light were made into a bowl of soup, it might be this feeling.
She must have never seen or come into contact with Yaichiyanagi himself, but she didn't know how to survive his memory. The real Yaichiyanagi could be anywhere in the world at this time.
Since it was not him who was here, she could not inquire about Lou Qin's whereabouts.
However, at least she already knew that Lou Qin was in the Twelve Realms - Lin Sanjiu suddenly frowned.
Eh?
...In which twelve realms?
It's strange, now that I think about it, in the memory that spanned forty months, Ichiliu never once mentioned which twelve realms the "Driver" copy was in. Even a few years later, when he got the visa,
In some memories, the name of this world is also blank - as if someone has dug a hole in the memory.
Isn't this right?
Lin Sanjiu looked at the young man. He was still sitting in the invisible rainstorm. He must have experienced that past over and over again, entering the dungeon again and again, seeing the shape-shifter again, and constantly recalling the world of his hometown.
She suddenly remembered Qiao Yuanji inexplicably. The female professor she had never really met had once vaguely told Mailon that she was very worried about Ichitanagi; there seemed to be some kind of tragedy hidden in his future life.
Or disaster, and the root cause is himself.
When Lin Sanjiu witnessed Wu Yiliu killing Peng Si and planning to starve everyone to death, she also felt shuddering towards him; but now she woke up from that past and saw that he didn't even exist.
"Wu Yiliu" had the urge to open an umbrella for him to protect him from the heavy rain.
When he was in the rain, he didn't seem to have the slightest intention to strategize or hold the pearls of wisdom; he was thin and fragile, trembling gently in the cold rain, as if he had never left his home world, and now
There is only one willow in the house, just the shadow cast by that young man.
In the end, Lin Sanjiu did nothing. She just chose a direction where the forest gradually became sparse and hit the road, leaving the "house and willow" under the rain behind her.