Chapter 388 That’s good

7 month 30 day.

noon.

Su Ming was becoming more and more confused.

Use the computer to sort out what it calls the past and previous life.

【22 years old, met it】

[At 24, I had to go to Sea Island City for some reason]

[At 24, I went back to the hospital because I was worried about its safety and we had sex. Is this a lifelong relationship?]

【…】

Since he didn’t ask about his subsequent experiences, Su Ming could only guess on his own.

[After I turned 24, I didn’t come back for some reason. It also became the monster it is now for some reason.]

【…】

I can’t make any sense of it.

Even if we can roughly infer the second half based on its detailed and vivid first half.

But what’s the point?
Basically, Su Ming had no impression at all.

Isn’t your life clear enough?
More than ten years of life as a cowherd and a horse, only this time there is an additional dream game.

Correct.

In the game, and it’s a nightmare difficulty game.

Combined with previous experience, a more reasonable guess is… if this copy intends to play with people’s hearts.

Does it mean it is true?

If it is gone, An Shiyao in reality will also be gone.

“Clap.”

Su Ming sat in the office chair and lit a cigarette.

Staring at the documents and relationship diagrams on the screen.

No matter how you think about it, in the end, from your own perspective… it’s more realistic to think in terms of how disgusting the game becomes as the difficulty increases.

Then first determine the premise, when what it says is true. It is a certain past of An Shiyao in reality.

There are only two choices.

1. Don’t worry about anything. Just do what the mission says and get rid of it.

2. Save it. Complete the task with another possibility.

“save……”

Su Ming rubbed his temple unconsciously.

Back to when she faced Yun Que, she couldn’t rely on herself at all, but on her own willpower…

Can we expect this now?

After killing it, it can still come into being in some form.

The problem is that.

After Skylark, Su Ming had carefully checked everything, not to mention electronic equipment, even a nail, to make sure there were no newcomers.

Always winning.

There will always be a failure? Because of the failure, the reality has not changed and no new people have emerged.

What if it is considered a failed mission? According to the reality known so far, Xiaoye and the others appeared in advance, and the results were also changed in advance… When I entered the game, An Shiyao was fine.

“Clap clap clap.”

Su Ming was a little annoyed and deleted all the maps and documents on his desktop.

All right.

There is actually only one problem.

It is to figure out what it is, who created it, and whether it really exists.

There was no way to be ambiguous about it. This kind of thing… Su Ming couldn’t accept even the slightest mistake.

Are rewards important?

Regardless of the initial swordsmanship master or any rewards given later, the purpose of receiving rewards until now is to protect them. If one is abandoned for the sake of receiving rewards, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

“it is good.”

Su Ming picked up the half-extinguished cigarette in the ashtray and relit it, staring at the computer screen.

type.

【Question 1: What are your sister’s characteristics? 】

【…】

Not right either.

If its body is the same as Xiaoye’s, and can be shared, then ordinary problems will not be difficult for him at all.

What was the problem that even Xiaoye and An Shiyao didn’t know about? Instead, it was the only one that knew about it? That is, if it wasn’t lying.

[Question 2: What dark history did I have during college?]

[Question 3: What did I do on a date that was particularly memorable?]

[Question 4: Why did I take a week off in 17? ]

【…】

I also wondered if some of the questions were too biased. But there was no other way. I had to try my best. I couldn’t ask what An Shiyao knew in reality, so I had to ask biased questions… What if it could answer most of the questions?

“…”

Su Ming stopped typing on the keyboard and put out his cigarette.

Another question came to my mind.

But this is not a question that it, or anyone else, including Su Ming, can answer.

Since I can be reborn.

So, is it possible… that I can be reborn more than once?

7 month 30 day.

noon.

apartment.

I washed the woolen trousers and hung them out to dry.

I don’t have the energy to repair it and turn it into a pair of long johns that fit Mr. Su Ming. He’s right, who needs this in the weather in July and August?

“…”

I just felt that there were too many things I hadn’t done for him. I didn’t know where to start, so I chose the simplest and quickest way.

Face the mirror.

If you want to laugh, you can force a smile. If you want to express your unhappiness… you can puff up your face easily.

But I could also feel that the monster was not joking and was really coming.

What will it do after it is taken back?

After all, I have no idea what I paid for to be given a body and the chance to see Mr. Su Ming again.

Or maybe, the price was not paid by me at all, but by Mr. Su Ming.

“That’s enough.”

“Don’t… have a sense of déjà vu or anything like that.”

In fact, the differences brought about by the body have always been obvious.

For example, I want to cry right now, but I need to give some kind of command first before this body will react.

Does it matter who the imposter is?
It doesn’t matter who the impostor is.

She is no worse than me, right?

Appearance, personality… almost the same. For Mr. Su Ming now, she is definitely a woman who has been closer and experienced more. Besides her, there are many other people who care about her.

It doesn’t matter if I’m missing.

If the price of being together in the end is to make Mr. Su Ming, who knows nothing, disappear with me, then it would be better to… choose to let him take back the memories that he should have, and try his best in his own way.

Is that enough?

I have done a lot with this body. I have been practicing cooking for a long time but I have not waited for him to come back, and I have been praised for my cooking skills.

Also, I’m very shy and can’t let go… I’ve also used overly lascivious postures to let go.

If you can’t remember more about me, but remember them first, that’s fine.

Wait till the monster comes.

I’ll go talk to it. Mr. Su Ming is so ordinary… What’s there to be obsessed with? If you are interested in his strange ability, can you just take away that strange ability and let him live an ordinary life? For this, it doesn’t matter if I become a real monster.

Pure white wig.

The breast binder is also ready.

That girl… Miao Xue’er. Her figure is not so good.

But her skin is so fair that it is enviable. Hmm… Apply it evenly with the primer and it will look a little bit like it.

How would she speak?

Think about it.

Before, out of jealousy, I was unwilling to take a closer look at the memories of another me.

Tsundere, will curse when angry. But the curse is just a few words. At most, he will add a sentence of guillotine.

“…”

I suddenly felt very happy.

I can also better understand why the other me would accept them.

Is that so?

They all like each other. They are not greedy for anything, but just like each other. They accommodate each other.

No one is born to like being wronged or sharing their loved one with others.

What the hell is the name Plato?

what.

Maybe Mr. Su Ming just picked it randomly? He didn’t think of platonic love or anything like that. He just couldn’t think of any more memorable medieval names.

7 month 30 day.

Night.

“If you come back so late, you might as well not come back.”

“…”

As soon as he entered the door, Su Ming was stunned.

First of all, the outfit: a pure white wig, waist-length.

Her cheeks seemed to be made up, too. They were very white, a bit sickly white.

The pupils were also a little red from the beauty contact lenses. She no longer wore home clothes or mother’s dresses that showed off her baby’s mess, but a light black dress. The neckline was decorated with a big ruby.

No.

Rather than saying that it is not wearing a dress that sets off the baby’s canteen, it is better to say that the size of its canteen has become smaller.

“You…this is?”

“In order to remind Mr. Su Ming, I will now play the role of…Miao Xueer, whom I mentioned before.”

“…”

It is very honest, and its expression is not artificial.

Su Ming, who had prepared a lot of questions, didn’t know how to find the opportunity to ask them.

“Okay. Be serious. From now on, I will do my best to make Mr. Su Ming try to remember. If you have any impression of any line, action, or scene, please tell me.”

“…”

“You stink of sweat. Go take a shower, asshole.”

“…”

Not aggressive at all.

It’s not that Cher is more aggressive, well, Cher’s voice is a little sharper. It’s like she’s hiding some emotion…

The maid said that generally speaking, as long as she said she would go to Windsor Castle, Xueer would find a way to turn down her work for the day in advance and play dress-up games at home all day. Maybe for her, there was only a dozen minutes of waiting time after changing clothes. But it was those ten minutes that would make her irritable, and she would keep asking the maid why she hadn’t arrived yet.

When she finally arrives, she will immediately change into an impatient attitude. If you want to enter the warm state directly, ignore what she says, go over to kiss her or give her a hug that she can’t resist. Then, Xue’er will soften instantly. She won’t criticize the sweat odor or anything like that, but will bury her face in her neck and breathe in. Her face becomes hot, and she won’t say a word… or whisper a few words like “slut”.

So, should I remind it, it’s really becoming a weird person when it speaks Cher’s lines so gently.

Moreover, Xue Er rarely wears formal dresses after coming to the modern era, saying that she finds formal dresses more and more troublesome… An Shiyao’s OL uniform is easy to put on and take off. Well, of course, whether it is troublesome or hinting at myself, I won’t think deeply about it.

7 month 30 day.

late at night.

bathroom.

Su Mingzhen didn’t find a suitable opportunity to ask questions.

“Asshole, you’re watching again.”

“…”

It’s exposed. If you look closely, you can see the hair hidden in the bangs of the wig.

And if I keep staring at Xue’er, she won’t call me a bastard, but will cover her mouth and whisper a pervert. At the same time, her feet will unconsciously move over within a few minutes after she finishes speaking.

what.

No wonder the baby canteen in front of you has shrunk just now.

Originally used drawstrings.

Isn’t this a complete mistake?

Where is the buoyancy in Xueer’s canteen?
It was impossible for her to appear above the water, at most one-third. Even in a bathtub for two people like Xue’er, it wouldn’t be so crowded. Her body was slender at best, and too skinny at worst.

7 month 30 day.

late at night.

bedroom.

There is one thing it didn’t get wrong.

“Humph… Just Plato, your feet are enough.”

“…”

Xue’er really likes to use her feet first. According to the information revealed by the maid, she told Xue’er that objectively speaking, her legs are the most beautiful. The cafeteria… needless to say, it can’t compare.

So, she enjoyed the way she showed her ‘foot fetish’.

cough.

Su Ming thought that it didn’t matter if he could make his wife less self-abased, or if she became more of a foot fetishist.

Not right either.

It was still exposed.

Xue’er’s feet are only size 35. They are too tender to be real, but… they are the same as Yao’s. The fingertips are very round. There is a kind of fleshy feeling that is hard to describe.

It’s a very simple difference.

When Xue’er wears black stockings, or other pantyhose… the toes are a little loose. But when An Shiyao wears them, they are tight, as if they will burst if she puts a little force on them. Just the right tightness.

The fit is just right to bring out the color of the nail art.

“Wait…hiss.”

To be honest, when I first faced Xue’er, I just thought about what the maid had revealed and pretended to be a foot fetishist.

But later, I realized belatedly that…it would be faster if I were full.

To be honest, the reason why Yao and the others later thought that I had this habit might have been because of Xueer.

“Um…Mr. Su Ming, do you remember anything?”

You can’t act at all, right?
Even after taking a bath, she immediately tied up her baby canteen and put on her dress.

The wig was also trimmed to the point where no flaws could be seen. The body must have been smeared with some kind of whitening primer.

But now its eyes are a little blurry, stained with crimson… and its bright lips unconsciously exhale a sweet breath. How is it like Xue’er?
If you want to talk about acting, you might as well just play An Shiyao. No need to act, it’s exactly the same. Yes, it’s more realistic to think of An Shiyao as Xue’er.

Ok.

I guess the reason why I acted so fast is because I thought of… ahem.

“Mr. Su Ming?”

“……what.”

What do you think?
“It seems, um, I have a little memory…”

“Only a pervert like you would like feet?”

“…”

I told you, stop acting.

Xue’er was cursing because she was shy, so she retracted her feet, suppressed the urge to eat, and cursed.

How could it be that it didn’t care about getting its toes dirty, just ordinary reading… even a little gentle, inquiring tone. Instead, it was a little inexplicably shy.

“I seem to have some impression of it. It seems… I have heard it somewhere.”

“Really?!”

It smiled instantly and moved closer.

Why are you so happy?
Didn’t you always want to brainwash and hypnotize yourself before?
“Right. Let’s not talk about this for now. I seem to have a new sense of déjà vu about the past life I told you about.”

“…Is this a sense of déjà vu?”

“…”

Why did his expression freeze again when he thought about it?

“Do you know what the first stand-alone game I ever played was?”

“…I don’t know. Mr. Su Ming never said that. Well… since you remember the lines, then let’s do it again.”

“No, no, no, I still have a few questions.”

“Ask me later. Ah… the strap fell off. She, she didn’t do that. Only A.”

“…”

Nonsense, Xue’er is clearly a B+. Xiaoye is a pure A, Xiaoshanpo.

“Also, her eyes are naturally red.”

“…”

Is it possible that I know it better than it does? After all, I have touched it myself.

7 month 31 day.

early morning.

Bed.

“Try to… uh, not to lose the straps.”

“Now Mr. Su Ming…ah, it’s best not to pay attention to the baby cafeteria.”

“…”

Although that is what is said.

But no matter whether he sleeps with Xiaoye or An Shiyao, he treats them the same and plays with them before falling asleep.

I still found opportunities to ask a lot of questions.

But it just glossed over them all vaguely, and it was impossible to tell whether it really didn’t know or was pretending not to know.

“I have a question.”

“Eh? Or… about me? That’s really not important right now.”

“No, I mean, why do I feel a little… but you don’t seem to want me to have déjà vu?”

“…”

It was obviously silent for a few seconds before speaking, “No. How could that be? I certainly hope Mr. Su Ming can remember it.”

“Then I’ll be frank. I don’t remember anything about the person you played. I have no impression of him at all.”

“…useless?”

“Yes. I think, instead of pretending… wouldn’t it be better if you just let them come to me? I really can’t imagine how a dedicated person like me can have so many wives.”

“U-Um…they are very far away. For now…anyway, there’s no way to see them.”

Do you start lying when you can’t explain it?
it is good.

“Why don’t you tell me how you got to know them?”

“…Previous life. Yes. They actually knew Mr. Su Ming in their previous life. As long as Mr. Su Ming goes to look for them, they will remember.”

“…”

Good man, you are using this as an excuse again, right?

“Okay. I don’t remember… maybe I didn’t act well enough. It hasn’t been long enough. I’ll think of a way tomorrow. Okay?” “I want to know about you. Your past life. This really gives me a sense of déjà vu.”

In this case.

Then Su Ming can only use lies to defeat lies.

“…”

It was silent again.

“I want to confirm. If what I remember is true. Then why did I go to Sea Island City?”

“…I, I don’t know.”

“If I know you, we will officially confirm our relationship in the hospital. It will be different from this experience. There are some habits that you haven’t seen this time, but you may know them in your previous life. I want to confirm it, very urgently.”

“…”

“Who did I have a crush on in college?”

“Mr. Su Ming, did you have a crush on someone in college?”

“…”

Well, looking at its surprised reaction, it seems like it really doesn’t know.

Because they drank together at the social gathering, they thought that maybe it would make him never think of taking the initiative again. An Shiyao in real life didn’t know about this dark history.

Changed a few more questions.

The answer is still the same: I don’t know, maybe, it seems like there is… all vague answers.

How can we confirm whether it is genuine?

8 month 2 day.

noon.

What exactly is not good enough?

I wrote a lot of lines, and I also carefully recalled the other Miao Xueer that I knew in my mind.

No matter how clumsy it is, it will not leave you feeling unmoved.

Could it be that because of the previous stimulation, Mr. Su Ming was hypnotized many times at once… causing him to completely forget it and not remember it?
Will not.

I mentioned their names before, and they were inspired to look for things everywhere… I haven’t hypnotized them since then. It should be easy to remember.

definitely.

What else can we do?
Mr. Su Ming, who can’t remember anything, or who keeps asking questions about me, will become… the person who only remembers me and not them.

I would be, a sinner.

Will the monster really let Mr. Su Ming go?

If Mr. Su Ming can get his ability back, will there be a chance to win? If there is no chance at all, the monster doesn’t have to find me specifically.

8 month 2 day.

in the afternoon.

Su Ming plans to reveal his cards.

What if I just believe that favorability once? The description says that it can stay rational for the time being.

Even if I tell the truth and it goes out of control, I can still reload the game… It’s better than watching its poor acting. It answers questions ambiguously. I haven’t made any progress for so long, I’m not a qualified player.

If it were when I was in Haidao City with Yao, and if I hadn’t thought about going out… my children would probably have been able to walk by now.

If we were with Xiaoye, we would have gone to the orphanage to adopt a daughter.

And now?

God knows whether the target is achieved or not. It is said to be a true feeling, but it is not real at all. I don’t know whether the one it likes is artificially created or real.

8 month 2 day.

Night.

“Big brother.”

“…”

Su Ming got goosebumps.

It’s not appropriate to hear Xiaoye’s lines coming out of its mouth. Its body shape doesn’t match it at all.

“Wait, stop role-playing. Can you let me speak first?”

“No. Mr. Su Ming must remember that this time… I will play everyone at once.”

“…”

Who does she resemble the most?

“Xiao Xi, it’s already like this…”

An Xiaoxi, right?

But didn’t it ever think that there was also an ‘An Xiaoxi’ here? Although it was a monster, wasn’t it really worried that it would overthink and expose itself?

Do you think of yourself as an idiot?
“Mr. Su Ming, do you have any impression at all?”

It asked again eagerly.

“……No.”

“…Not at all?”

Its face was very stiff, and its eyes became somewhat dull.

“Okay, let me ask. I need your full answer. This is very important.”

“… Single player game, I only know one.”

“?”

Before Su Ming could ask the question, it had already stood up.

“Metal Trooper. At that time… during the date, I was thinking, what if the mood got too intense? Having sex was definitely not allowed. Holding hands was fine, hugging was fine, but kissing was not allowed… I had thought clearly that kissing was allowed, but I couldn’t continue after the kiss. I was very nervous the whole time. As a result, Mr. Su Ming took me to play pixel games all night. Tanks, it was totally… not fun. I also don’t understand why Mr. Su Ming said it was a pity for Red Wolf and told me their story with tears in his eyes.”

“…”

This is not something that An Shiyao in real life would know.

Even his apprentice Xiao Li, who often hung out with him, didn’t know that until he was 24 years old, he was still obsessed with those ancient role-playing games that were hundreds of KB in size.

“Mr. Su Ming, are you satisfied?”

“…”

satisfaction?

“It’s because I’ve been thinking about my déjà vu that I can’t remember it! I’ve already told you it’s not important at all, why don’t you listen? Is it important?!”

This is the first time I’ve seen it turn up the volume.

But it wasn’t anger or anything like that… At least tears were streaming down my cheeks and I was wiping them away desperately, so it wasn’t just pure anger, right?

“Well, I remembered something about you, isn’t that good?”

“…”

It looked straight at Su Ming again, “Come again. Mr. Su Ming, don’t ask why anymore. As long as you can remember, you will know the reason.”

8 month 3 day.

early morning.

I am done.

That can’t be considered a good thing. I thought of it when Mr. Su Ming first asked, “What stand-alone games have you played?”

He must have been really impressed.

How could you not know?
She was dressed so beautifully and looking forward to the date. I thought that it would be fine to go anywhere, as I didn’t have any favorite places. But I had already made plans in my mind… maybe she would take me to an old-fashioned aquarium, movie theater, etc. That would be good too, and I would just give her some ordinary compliments and say it was interesting.

Then, maybe Mr. Su Ming will be more interested in dating, and he won’t ask me to hint so many times before asking me out once when he has time.

The results of it?
It’s raining.

There is no aquarium, no cherry blossom viewing, and no movie theater where couples go to have affairs. There is no Ferris wheel either.

Just staying at Mr. Su Ming’s house.

But that’s not bad, I think… maybe it will become a little ambiguous.

But he turned on the computer, clicked on the game… and asked me if I was interested in role-playing games. It was a very touching story.

I didn’t want to spoil the fun, so I answered yes.

Then I played the game with him until he finished it, and there were two more parts after that. I was very angry… but he was not stupid. In the end, he scratched his head and said it was because I was next to him. It was so beautiful. Didn’t he have anything good to kill time at home? I thought maybe I would be interested in pixel games that I had never seen before.

I ended up getting addicted halfway through. He apologized sincerely and took me out for dinner and shopping. But in the end, we didn’t even hold hands, let alone kiss.

But that’s exactly why.

I can be sure that Mr. Su Ming is the same as me, he has never talked about it. He doesn’t say anything fancy, but just uses straightforward thinking to figure out how to make me happy.

So, there is no point in trying so hard to remember these things.

Really.

It will only… make it more uncomfortable.

Come again.

I stood in the bathroom, fixing my hair in front of the mirror.

Don’t go to work, it’s meaningless. What if I don’t want to remember? I shouldn’t have believed in monsters. At that time, I… How could I, with only resentment in my mind, just want to see him again. No matter what the price is.

Even though my body is neither human nor ghost, I have never thought that I would be satisfied if Mr. Su Ming lived a miserable life like me.

It doesn’t matter where you find happiness. It doesn’t have to be me. If you can find it somewhere else, then go there. Here, you can’t find it.

I made a decision.

To play myself. An Shiyao.

OL uniform. Flesh-colored pantyhose, manicure. The small mole that was erased before the cafeteria to match them also reappeared.

When you play someone else, there will always be flaws.

But there’s no way I can play myself, right?

8 month 3 day.

early morning.

Su Ming felt it and it was getting more and more anxious.

It seems that he has no intention of leaving himself time to go out to work tomorrow.

It should know which women are around it… but its impression is very one-sided. It probably has never had direct contact with them. It seems more like it has heard someone say what they are like and has figured it out on its own.

“Clap.”

The bathroom door opened.

Su Ming’s breathing slowed down noticeably. They looked too similar… No, they were the same person.

Wearing high heels, flesh-colored pantyhose, and an OL professional suit.

It didn’t intend to come directly over, but instead went outside the door and closed it.

Open it again.

“Ah, is Mr. Su Ming here?”

“I’m so tired.”

“…”

The tone and posture were the same as Yao’s. She took off her high heels at the entrance and put them neatly in the shoe cabinet.

“Mr. Su Ming has finally grown up, as he didn’t throw his shoes around.”

“…”

No, it took it in yesterday.

But Yao did see me put my shoes away neatly one day and praised me. But then she said…it’s better not to make it so clean, otherwise she would have nothing to do when she came back.

“I’ll go cook. Has Mr. Su Ming taken a shower?”

“…I have washed it.”

“Oh, I forgot. Mr. Su Ming has already eaten. Has he taken a bath?”

“…”

“I haven’t showered yet. I’m sweaty everywhere and it’s so hot outside.”

You can tell with your feet that if it is playing the role of An Shiyao, An Shiyao is sitting so close, not even bothering to change into slippers, and is just walking over in her socks to do something.

“Well…it would be lonely to take a shower alone.”

The DNA moves.

This is totally Yao.

If she is asked if she has taken a shower, she will answer yes. If she just came back from get off work, she will try to get herself dirty and take another shower with her. Finally, she will use the excuse that she can’t move after working hard all day and still has to serve her to make noodles for her. Killing two birds with one stone.

The open collar, the snow-white color, seemed to know what I wanted to see… I deliberately just showed the black mole on the side of the canteen.

“Haha. Staring again… Astringent.”

“Do you want to use the cafeteria?”

“…”

This can no longer be called acting. It can be said to be exactly the same, from the lines to the postures, to the micro-expressions. Including the deliberately exaggerated lines and the blushing look.

Then reach out your hand to confirm.

“Well, I want to say…”

Before Su Ming could finish his words, he was hugged and kissed. It took several minutes before he let go.

“Don’t want to use the cafeteria… like that? Even if Mr. Su Ming can’t help it, I won’t say that Mr. Su Ming is weak. On the contrary, I will be very happy.”

“…”

There was one more button on the collar, and you could see the lace lining.

The hands were placed behind it, right at the breastplate.

The face was pressed down and I couldn’t breathe.

It didn’t move away until Su Ming opened his buttons.

Squat down slowly.

Just like Yao in real life, Klee will slowly stop hiding at times like this.

8 month 3 day.

2 points in the early hours.

“…”

Su Ming had several questions.

Why did you just follow through? Why did you really start reaching out?

Too much like…

what.

There is only one reason. If I were to rank the charms of my wives in terms of simplicity, there is no doubt that An Shiyao would be No.1.

Whether shy or open, she can get it just right.

“…”

It was lying there blankly, and it seemed to be in the right state just now? It didn’t seem to be acting, but rather it seemed to be really asking for something. Otherwise, according to the previous role-playing attitude of no more than half an hour, wouldn’t this role-playing for an hour and a half be a bit too long?

“Mr. Su Ming.”

It sat up, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed about its dirty and torn socks, and covered it with a blanket.

“Do you… remember anything?”

Biting her lip, she seemed to be looking forward to it.

“It’s not a question of whether or not to remember. Let me tell you one thing first, about you and me.”

“…Me again?”

“No, no, no, what I want to say this time is different from before.”

Where should I start?
“Ah, since two years ago… huh?”

“Mr. Su Ming, why don’t you understand?”

“?”

Its expression changed.

The hand that had served Su Ming just now also changed, and began to bulge with black patches. The slender fingers…became strips.

“Why should I care? My affairs…are not important at all. Just treat them as fake. They are fake.”

“What’s the past life?”

“I…made it up.”

“They are the ones who really need to be remembered. They…right?”

“…Yao?”

“I clearly know how she likes to be called, and I clearly have never stopped her… Why can’t she remember it? Okay, let’s try another way now.”

It raised its hands, which had completely transformed into tentacles, and stared at Su Ming.

“Mr. Su Ming has the ability to kill me. If you remember… you can live. If you don’t remember, you will die.”

“I’m on my way down the road.”

“See? I am a monster. I am not a human at all. Everything Mr. Su Ming saw… is the same. They are all monsters.”

“…”

Its tentacles even rolled up a fruit knife and put it in Su Ming’s hand.

“Mr. Su Ming should be very good at using a knife.”

“Do you have any memories? Right? Even if not, when you encounter danger, your instinct will be…”

“…”

Although it said so, it did not take any action.

The raised tentacles turned back and covered his face. His shoulders kept shaking and he was sobbing.

“Why? Ugh.”

“I’ve done everything, but I still can’t remember. Am I not a sinner?”

“…I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

“…”

What is the situation now?

“Mr. Su Ming.”

Those tearful eyes suddenly raised their face and wiped away the tears.

“There’s nothing else to do. Just run away… as far away as you can.”

“Correct.”

“This is the only way. If I can delay a little, maybe there is still a chance.”

“…”

Su Ming didn’t say anything. He put the fruit knife back on the coffee table and lit a cigarette.

“…Mr. Su Ming?”

“…”

Look at it again.

“First of all, I’ve recovered from a long time ago. I’ve always remembered.”

“…”

It was visibly stunned.

“I’m not lying. Whether it’s Xue’er or Xiaoye you mentioned, I remember them. I think it’s since you suddenly felt guilty and stopped using some kind of ability to hypnotize me every now and then that’s when I recovered.”

“…Is that so? I always remember it.”

It seemed relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good. Yeah, that’s good. I… was pretty stupid. I didn’t even notice it.”

“Now I just have one question.”

“…”

“who are you?”

“I……”

When she saw it, she lowered her eyes, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and smiled.

“I’m just a monster who accidentally peeked into your wife’s memory. And then I felt that no matter how hard I tried to imitate her, I couldn’t get her to look like me. I felt a little fed up with it.”

“You’re going back, right? It’s getting dangerous here, so…”

Its expression was somewhat stiff, as if even it knew that its story was poorly written.

“Nothing else matters. Anyway, just remember it. Don’t mind me… I made it up. Sorry, it’s normal to dislike a monster like me who suddenly becomes interested in humans.”

“I have a way to get you out.”

A new book by a friend who has come ashore (or gone into the sea).

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(End of this chapter)