Ye Yifan looked at the empty and flickering spiritual space in front of him, and looked up in the direction of the light.

At this time, above his head, there were three water droplets floating with dazzling pictures.

The images glowing with colored glimmer on the surface of the water droplets are fragments of memories in his thoughts.

It's been 45 years since he came to this world, and he can't remember how many times he has entered the spiritual space.

But he could sense some changes in his heart. That is, after each use of the memory bead, the time for the memory to be retained in the mind is somewhat shortened, and the time between the last use of the memory bead is also slowly shrinking.

Another point is that the memories retained in the memory beads, with each use of it, will continue to be consumed, so that part of the memory will disappear completely.

Looking at the water droplets that were obviously a little smaller among the three, Ye Yifan stood on tiptoe, and then his whole body floated.

In this mental space, he can do many things that he can't do in the real world.

Like what...... Take to the skies.

Ye Yifan was like a mythical cultivator, his body floated in the air, and he came to the bottom of a memory droplet.

Looking at the water droplets that had become blurry on the surface and were difficult to distinguish in the picture, Ye Yifan frowned. "How so. ”

Then he turned his head to look at the other two, but the picture was clearly visible.

These are his memories.

Especially this memory drop in front of me.

This drop of water retains the memory of another world, for him, it is more like a drug, Ye Yifan can only maintain the memory in his mind that spans several lifetimes and has survived to this day.

This blurred drop of water was very important to him, and it contained the memories he most unwilling to lose.

Because, that's where he started.

Each drop of water represents a part of the memory, but this part in front of him is the reason why he thinks so much but only blurs the picture.

At this time, I saw Ye Yifan stretch out his right index finger, the fingertip was in the middle of the water droplet, and the finger slowly sank in.

At this moment, there was a slight cool touch on my fingers that was caressed by the wind. The memory water droplets were like a cloud of smoke, the water flow slowly dispersed, and then merged into small streams, and began to swim along the fingers to Ye Yifan's body, winding and spinning. gradually shrouded Ye Yifan.

The water shook, and then turned into scattered droplets, which seeped into Ye Yifan's body drop by drop.

Ye Yifan floated in the air with his eyes closed.

At this time, the surrounding colorful space began to flow, and the colorful pictures gradually converged and merged......

The picture is formed.

A white sedan that twisted and burst with sparks gradually began to return to its original shape. Then soar up from under a cliff, flip ... Fell on a highway ... and a big truck from colliding to separating, to going backwards and leaving......

In a backward way, the memory droplets begin to play the image of memories from the moment of the end of life.

Ye Yifan gradually found a familiar atmosphere from the memory picture.

The scenes, environments, and people of the picture.

Instantly ignited the flame of memory in his heart.

The picture flows backwards...

Ye Yifan looked at some people, listened to the words they said to him, remembered many things, and recognized them one by one.

He saw his father smiling at himself, his brother stir-frying, and his sister talking to him behind the wheel.

And also... Black and white photo of the mother......

Memories were like stones buried under the sand, and he struggled to peel through the sand and look for the stone.

He remembered that it was his mother's funeral, which was November 13, 2013.

Then, the funeral vanished, and he heard a wail of grief.

"Mom!!Mom!! don't leave !!"

He knew that the cry and roar were coming from his own mouth.

Then he saw his mother lying on the bed with her eyes closed, slowly opening her eyes, waving to him with her thin arms stretched out like bamboo poles.

Mother stood up.

The father, brother and sister who stayed at home disappeared.

It was just him and his mother at home.

Motorcycle... Take your mother with you.

Hospital... Chemotherapy.

Crying... He looked at the case.

Mother is well......

The family sits around eating together......

It's Chinese New Year......

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV...

There are all kinds of rhythms and music in my ears...... Hum along.

Those movies that used to be...... Chase, chase, chase.

Novel...... Reading at night.

Go out to work hard...... Look down at the meager pay slip.

Internet cafe...... The game screen is displayed on the computer screen.

School...... Fight.

Childhood...... My sister took a rubber band and put it on his body... A whole afternoon.

A table of watermelons...... My brother took the watermelon and gnawed it like a pig, and he didn't let go of the red at all.

It's been a long time... It's the time of a lifetime, but it's as short as a moment.

When he lies on the swing and looks up at the night sky.

He found the night sky, as dark as an abyss, like a pair of eye-catching eyes, enveloping him. Suddenly, a pulling force came at him, as if it wanted to pull his soul out of his body.

Moment... The oxygen around him seemed to be drained, and he suddenly became difficult to breathe.

"Whew!!!" Ye Yifan opened his eyes violently at this time, his mouth was long, and he was desperately breathing air.

After about a few minutes...

Ye Yifan looked up at the computer screen, gasped sharply, lowered his head and frowned bitterly and said to himself. "Why can't I still see myself... Why I can't always remember who I am. What's my name, and who am I?"

Memory beads can help him regain his past, but he can't find himself at that time.

He knew that he was Mu Yuerong before, and he also knew who he was before Mu Yuerong.

But I can't remember or see his name and appearance in the original world.

It's weird......

He didn't see himself in the memory, not even in the mirror. It's as if he doesn't exist.

Ye Yifan picked up the water cup next to the computer, raised his head and drank it all, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth. Hurriedly got up and went to the bookcase, took out a pencil from the pen holder, found a few more blank sheets of paper, and began to draw on them.

I sat at my desk for hours until late at night.

Ye Yifan's head tilted, his forehead pressed against his arm and fell asleep.

……

"Uh..."

Ye Yifan groaned, opened his eyes and woke up, it was six o'clock.

He raised his arm and hurriedly grabbed the blank paper.

He flipped through the sketches of the characters on the blank paper.

The characters in the sketch have different appearances, and the expressions of each character with a smile are realistic and lifelike. The appearance of the facial features brings people a three-dimensional visual experience.

Ye Yifan sorted it out, and there were a total of 12 portraits.

These are all paintings he painted last night.

After using the memory beads this time, he always felt that some memories were missing, although he couldn't remember what was missing, but he still vaguely realized that those memories had been consumed and could no longer be retrieved.

In order to prevent him from forgetting next time, and to refresh his memory with as few memory droplets as possible, he decided to record some people who were more important to him in the form of sketches, and also noted the names on each portrait.

Some memories are gone, and there will be no more.

But there are some things that are left around, and when you look at them, it is possible to erase the blur and recall the clear memory.

And those memories that he vaguely felt had been consumed, they were like memories from before the age of three, and even if your parents mentioned them to you, you still couldn't remember.

Organize the sketch and put it in a drawer.

After Ye Yifan picked up his mobile phone and sent two messages, he walked towards the master bedroom.

didn't accompany the two little guys all night, Ye Yifan was still worried that they would kick the quilt out together.

When he came to the bedroom and saw the two little ones on the bed covered by the quilt with only half of their heads exposed, he gently crawled to the side of the bed and kissed them on the forehead.

Then he got up and turned off the lights that had been on all night, turned around and closed the door and walked out.

PS: Explain it here.

Memory droplets consume some of their original memories when used.

These memories are just events.

It does not include knowledge, music, film and television, and knowledge of the original world.

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