A feeling of exhaustion pervaded Hugo's body, and the feeling almost crushed his body to pieces, but every time Hugo closed his eyes, the dark scenes of hell began to flash in front of his eyes like a slide, piercing his nerves like spikes, forcing Hugo to barely open his bloodshot eyes.

Call...

Hugo squeezed the remaining breath in the middle, hoping that it would completely withdraw from his body. Raising his head, his aching neck felt a little relieved, and Hugo quietly experienced this moment of tranquility.

At this time, Hugo's mind was completely chaotic, and a large amount of information and memories began to pour into his brain, which made it impossible to distinguish which memories belonged to Sayuri and which belonged to him. His brain was like a garbage dump, and all kinds of garbage were mixed together without sorting them, and Hugo wanted to light a fire in them and burn them down.

However, these memories are not garbage, and Hugo cannot give up these things that he has earned with his life at will.

Suddenly, a little coolness fell on Hugo's face, and in this world where there was no sensory perception for most of the time, this drop of coolness was like a drop of spring rain received in an arid land, and Hugo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Immediately afterward, drop after drop of cold slapped on Hugo's face, and ran down his cheeks and skin.

And now, in the midst of a dark void, it rained silently.

The rain did not make a rattling sound, it did not reveal the fragrance of earth, it only manifested itself in liquid form, revealing the emotionless temperature.

Hugo stood in the rain like this, like a young tree silently absorbing water, silently absorbing life.

Tilting his head and opening his mouth, the rain flowed down his mouth and into his throat, bringing a refreshing coldness to his heart and lungs, although Hugo knew that this feeling was also completely neurological, but the moist liquid still gave him a rejuvenated spirit.

"Do you like the rain?" a soft voice sounded in front of him, Hugo only cared about greedily swallowing the cold rain, did not pay attention to the other party, and after a long time of arguing in his heart, Hugo realized that the voice that spoke to him belonged to Sayuri.

In Hugo's impression, Sayuri had never used this tone to himself, and those sarcastic or sneering or bewildering tones flashed in his ears like a marquee, and then disappeared completely, and at this moment only Sayuri's soft and gentle tone remained in his mind.

Hugo lowered his head slowly, and when he saw the figure of Sayuri in front of him, the scene around him suddenly changed, and the dark nothingness quickly disappeared, replaced by a vast rubble ruins, and the smoke of death rose from the ruins, which seemed extremely faint under the suppression of the rain, but Hugo knew that the seemingly faint smoke would not disappear unless it was in the surging flood.

Although this scene is unfamiliar, it has a familiar feeling to Hugo. This is what the East Island in the Destruction Day looks like, the once incomparably prosperous city has become like this overnight, life disappears in an instant like ice flowers in the sun, quickly and silently, Hugo wants to recall some tragic scenes to stimulate his nerves, but there is no fragment at all.

"It's ok. Hugo said in a hoarse voice.

"The rain once saved my life. ”

If it hadn't been for the rainstorm in the middle of the night that woke up Hugo, who was unconscious in his eyes, I am afraid that he would have returned to heaven ten years ago.

Sayuri raised a hand, and the slender jade palm looked very crystal clear under the dim sky, and the rain fell on the palm, splashing fine water.

Different from the gorgeous dress in the palace banquet before, Sayuri at this moment was wearing a plain dress, looking dusty against the background of the surrounding lifeless ruins, revealing a fairy-like atmosphere.

Hugo noticed that Sayuri was wearing the same dress as the white dress she was wearing in the institute of welfare, but the size had changed, and Sayuri at this moment was the big B-21 who had grown up.

"Water is the source of human life, and it should be human nature to like rain. Sayuri said softly, her voice delicate as a messenger of spring.

Sayuri said: "I also like rain, maybe because of where I come from, there is no rain there, although it will simulate the existence of rain in the present world, but I can't experience any sense of life." ”

The rain drenched Sayuri's hair and drenched her face, and the rain ran down her cheeks, and Hugo couldn't tell if it was rain or Sayuri's tears.

Sayuri looked at Hugo with a smile and said, "Do you remember anything?"

Hugo nodded and said, "A lot." ”

Sayuri nodded, then tilted her head and said, "But it's not all." Hugo was silent.

Sayuri said: "If it's not all, there's no point." ”

As Sayuri said, the two of them have gambled their lives on the common union, and it is useless to not be able to restore all of Hugo's memories, and Hugo has not yet remembered the most important content.

The cause of Doom Day!

Hugo's mood was inexplicably tense, although he had previously predicted whether the destruction of the East Island had something to do with him, and as he gradually got closer to the truth, this prediction became more and more real. At this moment, Hugo even faintly had a thought of escaping in his heart.

But that's just a thought, and so far, any cowardice is ridiculous and unrealistic.

Sayuri said: "There is still one last step left, and the only way I can help you is here, and the rest can only be done by yourself." ”

Hugo was silent, he knew that he was really only one step away from the truth.

Hugo looked up at the dim sky again, and although his mind was chaotic at the moment, he still vaguely remembered that when he began this memory revival, the sky was also overcast outside Villa Seven, and it was raining drippingly. I don't know what the present world is like at this moment.

Hugo's heart felt like a dim sky, and he couldn't see a trace of light.

The last step is also the most dangerous moment.

Hugo lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then said to Sayuri: "I still can't recall the most critical moment, can you give me some more hints?"

Sayuri tilted her head, as if she were a patient teacher, thinking about how to explain the problem for the students.

After a long time, Sayuri said to Hugo, "Are you familiar with this place?"

Hugo nodded and said, "Ruins, the most common thing in the East Island." ”

Sayuri said, "So how do you know these are ruins?"

Hugo's expression froze when he heard this, as if he had thought of something in his heart, Sayuri showed a faint smile when he saw this, and said softly: "Go ahead." ”