novelsite Chapter 2425 Memory Tide
Chapter 2425 Memory Tide
Chapter 2425 Memory Tide
see you again
Who?
"You said... It was not my decision to forget that person."
Lin Sanjiu wiped his face, looked at the wet fingers, and couldn't help being surprised.
why?
"I wasn't murdered, not like Lu Ze was at that time... right? Otherwise, that friend would come to me by himself, and other people would tell me... So, it's his own decision? How to do it For what reason? Is he in the Karma Museum? You, are you going to bring him?"
Nu Wa kept silent and let her questions flow away from the night.
When Lin Sanjiu's voice gradually became lower and she finally stopped talking, she slowly opened her mouth.
"I don't care about the history of entanglements between you and your friend. Naturally, I will not search for him all over the universe for you, or arrest that person, and let you confront each other for interrogation and mutual complaints." From the bottom of my heart...it makes no sense to me to do so."
Lin Sanjiu was startled.
That's right, for Nuwa who has long since abandoned her human identity, it would probably be a strange thing if she suddenly began to enthusiastically win over her old friends and repair her memory—even if she begged Nuwa so much, the other party would probably not even blink .
"Then when you said 'meet' just now, you meant..."
"I said 'meet once' that person, not 'meet'." Nuwa corrected. "The reason why I offered to help is because your ark form is too special. Even if I remind you that you know what you have forgotten, it is still very difficult to save someone who has forgotten with an ark. I am curious, would you Figure out how to save it."
[Flat World] The process of qualitative change has not yet been completed. Like Lin Sanjiu, Nuwa still doesn't know the specific situation of the "Ark" after it is finally formed.
But judging from the known vague outlines, she knew that Nuwa was right—the shape of the ark was indeed too special, and even trying to use it to save relatives and friends who had been unforgettable to her heart was not an easy task.
However, no matter what she thinks of after the ark is completed, the first step is indispensable, which is to meet that person first.
"Then, then... what is the difference between 'meeting' and 'meeting once'?"
"It's very simple." Nuwa raised a hand, and lightly touched Lin Sanjiu's forehead with her fingertips. "People's consciousness is a bridge connecting the present and the past, so you can pass through the consciousness and enter the dreams of relatives and friends in the past two days. I have done the same thing once, and pushing you into other people's dreams again is nothing more than Little effort."
"So... Do I also want to enter a dream he had in the past two days?" Lin Sanjiu swallowed, unknowingly becoming nervous.
"There is no difference, because that person has been sleeping. The dream two days ago and the dream now are just the same big dream. The work of the righteous is over. This time, I don't need to design the shape of the dream. , what you enter will be his own naturally occurring dream, very simple."
Lin Sanjiu felt that he should ask something more, but he didn't know what to say, his breath, fingers... were all trembling.
Nuwa asked, "Are you ready?"
It seemed that the "yes" sounded, and the world suddenly sank.
It was obviously also a dark night on the grass; but compared to where Lin Sanjiu was standing at the moment, the sky above the grass was almost regarded as day.
She entered someone else's dream, but she also fell into a dark and deep lake as if she had fallen into a long, dark dream. The dim water rippled with fragments of light, shadow and memory.
Some fragments are familiar to her, and she feels that she has been there too, some she does not know, and some she dare not look at.
…Dreams are really strange, and the influence of reality can also seep into dreams; like water gushing in from another river, the temperature and color will always be different.
For example, sometimes people walk barefoot on the ground in a dream, perhaps because their feet are cold because they kicked off the quilt; The curtain beside the bed was drooping, and the bedding was messy. Because he hadn't changed his posture for a long time, one shoulder was already sore and unbearable.
That shoulder was so thin that it was almost bony, and it stuck hard into the dream.
Lin Sanjiu stood blankly for a while, only to feel that it was funny that he lost his position, and he didn't ask who the owner of this dream was before entering the dream.
I dare not ask.
Just standing in the dream, she was almost broken.
"...Lin Sanjiu?"
She never thought that a dark and deep strange voice, three distant and cold words that seemed uncertain, almost made her scream—as if she was a victim who fell into the abyss, suffering When she was suffering to the verge of her life, she finally heard someone calling her from the cliff, and finally someone came to find her.
But she is obviously the one who has forgotten everything and shouldn't have emotions.
It's me, Lin Sanjiu standing in the drowsy jet-black water, trying to scream out, but can't make any sound.It's me, I'm here—
But she was trapped, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move or scream.
"Don't...don't come here."
The voice was like gray mist, cool and light, as if it would dissipate when touched.
Lin Sanjiu paused.
She couldn't make a sound or move, because... was it because the owner of the dream refused to let her approach?Did he realize that someone had invaded his dream?
"It's... going crazy."
The voice seemed to be enduring something, it was very painful, and it said almost intermittently: "I should also eat a piece of that ghost..."
What is a "ghost thing"?Why don't you let me pass?
This sentence has been echoing in her thoughts, I don't know if the owner of the dream has heard it.
Lin Sanjiu said silently, who are you?
I don't know if it's her illusion, it seems that when these three words were uttered, the owner of the dream was suddenly taken aback-although he always resisted and didn't let Lin Sanjiu approach, but she was standing there after all. In his dream; his emotions, his state, are the dark water that traps her.It is not surprising that you will notice that the dream has changed.
Lin Sanjiu tentatively took a step forward.
Suddenly, she stepped onto a light gray stone brick floor.
It stretches out endlessly, and she can clearly see the thin cracks on the slate tiles under her feet, but she can't see where it extends; she only knows that this place seems to be a square—she seems to have been here before.
... When did you come here?What is this place?
At the place where the gray sky meets the earth, when the wind has subsided and died down, there is a figure in black sitting.His body was half arched, as if waiting for his curled spine to turn into blades, cut through the skin and coat, and plunged into the wind of the world.
His head was half lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly; his legs, wrapped in black leather, were long and limp on the ground, like...like a puppet that had lost its strings.
If Lin Sanjiu wasn't in a dream, he would probably tremble violently.
She suddenly remembered that after defeating Occidentus, the great witch raised her eyelids and asked her, "Where is the puppeteer?"
That—that mad dog that everyone in the Twelve Realms avoids?A deranged murderer?
Is... the person she forgot?
Lin Sanjiu wanted to take a few steps forward, but just as he moved, he heard the man in the distance say again in a low voice: "I told you, don't come here."
For the first time, she realized that she was in someone else's dream and everything was out of her control.He said don't come, she really couldn't go.
He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see a long, dull light on the black leather on his legs.Drenched black hair, a long silver earring on the earlobe, swaying slightly in the heavy gray wind.
It was a new earring he put on not long ago, she thought at that time, it was very beautiful.
Lin Sanjiu slowly squatted down on the ground, his knees fell to the ground, and the water droplets hit the slate bricks, staining the ground one by one.
The lost memories evoked by the earrings came up like a tsunami, making her sway and unable to control herself; when the turbulent tide receded, her hands were still empty, the tsunami was just a phantom, leaving nothing behind.
"This is the first time... or the first time I heard you ask me in a dream, who am I?"
He didn't look up, and he didn't turn his eyes to look at her.It seemed that even in his dream, he hoped to fall into a deep sleep, and even speaking was like talking in his sleep. "It's really enough to keep pace with the times."
After listening to Lin Sanjiu's silent scream for a while, he gave a low laugh.
"What? In the dream, the candy didn't work? Yes, I'm a puppeteer...don't call me that over and over again. I heard...my whole body hurts."
He paused for a moment, looking up at the gray sky.
"It's ridiculous."
He lowered his head again, raised a heavy hand that seemed to be soaked in water, and fell down again before covering his eyes. "There are as many people in the Twelve Realms who want to kill me as soon as possible. I slept in this place without moving for several days, but no one came except you."
wait, where are you?
The strange man acted as if he didn't hear him, slowly gathered his limbs scattered on the ground, and slowly stood up.
"I can't end this joke myself. I waited in my sleep for death, and I couldn't wait, but you kept coming. I was so annoying that I wanted to kill you...or if I didn't sleep, you wouldn't come .
"If you don't sleep, you won't come.
"...I can't give up, I can't face it, and I can't stop watching it."
He stood at the intersection, surrounded by squares paved with stone slabs and bricks; Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered that this is Luoshicheng.
It was the cobblestone road where she sat in a daze after killing Gong Daoyi.
He paused for a moment, then finally turned around and made eye contact with Lin Sanjiu for the first time.The two looked at each other from a distance; after a few seconds, he turned and left.
Lin Sanjiu suddenly opened her eyes with that sharp breath of air; for a moment, she almost had the illusion that someone was strangling her neck again, and then she realized that it was she who was crying too hard in her dream , The nose was so tightly blocked that I couldn't breathe in at all.
She took a deep breath and got up from the grass. Nuwa was still sitting in the distance, looking at her motionless.
The foggy moon cast a ray of cool light on Nuwa's body.
"It's time to wake up," she whispered.
"That person... that person is him?" When Lin Sanjiu spoke, he was still breathing heavily and unevenly. "I know who he is...but how do I bring him back with the ark? I don't remember anything! I don't know where he is, and if he dies—"
"You are the master of the ark," Nuwa interrupted her. "Who to save and how to save, naturally only you can decide, and it should only be your decision."
Lin Sanjiu raised her head in a daze, remembering what she said just now. "You said 'it's time'..."
"The qualitative change of your [Flat World] is about to be completed." Nuwa said quietly. "If you want to think about how to bring back the forgotten people, you might as well wait until you have seen the new form of [Flat World]."
Countdown to energy delivery—01:24
Near the end, the pressure is really, really big.
This ending is the result of long-term deliberation after I gave up several ideas, and I like it very much.But after so many years of writing, I know very well that I cannot satisfy everyone. (Don't say I'm satisfied, I can't even make it possible for everyone to see what I wrote)
But I still hope to satisfy the majority of people and give you a qualified account of the time spent with the doomsday.So, the pressure is really great...so much that I woke up half asleep with cold sweat on my palms.
Sometimes I really feel that the article is to be written with one’s life, even the Internet article, it’s really unfair, isn’t it that the threshold for the Internet article is low...
(End of this chapter)