Song Baojun was speechless, and his whole body was shattered by the simple two words of philosophical personality. It's shocking, this is the power of time, in the face of time, no one can escape.

Half a year ago, she was a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, laughing freely and youthful in her conversation. However, when they met at this time, the other party had experienced the passage of fifty years in the Fantasy Forest, and had become an old woman.

No wonder in the real world, Wang Lingjuan lost his soul, and he was dying in his last years. It turned out that she had long since been lost.

According to the average life expectancy of Chinese women at 77 years, compared with the time of the fantasy forest, her body left in the real world may not be long.

Thinking of this, Song Baojun couldn't help but tremble and said, "My name is Song Baojun, do you remember?"

"Song ...... Baojun?" The old woman looked at him vigorously, as if she remembered the past many years ago. On that autumn breezy night, she and several sisters were laughing in the nightclub hall of Sea Fairy Mountain, and the rustic boy left a deep impression on her.

The memories that passed away with the wind came back to her heart, and the old woman's whole person became energetic, and said: "It's been almost fifty years, I'm old, why haven't you changed at all?"

Song Baojun said: "I came in from the real world and looked for you to go back." ”

Wang Lingjuan was happy at first, then his cloudy eyes dimmed, and he let out a long sigh: "The real world? Fifty years have passed, and all my relatives and friends are gone, what else is the point? Thank you for your kindness, my life is coming to an end, just stay in this Red Moon Lake and wait quietly for death to come." ”

Song Baojun glanced back at the philosophical personality and asked, "Isn't all this irreversible?"

"Theoretically, we can reverse time, so that Wang Lingjuan can return to the original point at the beginning, but this requires an incomparably huge amount of ghost energy support, with our current ability, it can't be done for the time being. ”

"How much spectral energy does that cost?"

"Preliminary estimates are at least ten destructive quantities. ”

Song Baojun couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This is equivalent to saying that Einstein proposed the theory of relativity, which can theoretically go back to the past, but because the level of science and technology is unattainable, it can only stay in the theoretical stage within a hundred years?"

"Yes. The philosopher replied.

"Then is there any way we can take Wang Lingjuan back?"

"You can take it right now. The only problem is that she is running out of life left, and the process in the Fourier passage can lead to instant death. ”

Song Baojun was very helpless, and couldn't think of any way for a while, so he approached Wang Lingjuan and asked, "Do you remember how you came in back then?"

"You mean back then?" Wang Lingjuan shook his head, walked to the lake tremblingly, clasped his hands together, picked up a handful of lake water and drank a few sips, and said, "It's been too long, I've forgotten it for a long time." ”

The shriveled chest swayed as she walked, like a sun-dried winter melon, hanging on her chest and swaying, extremely unsightly.

Song Baojun just pretended not to see it, and said, "Do you remember your parents, your family?"

Wang Lingjuan shook his head in confusion.

"Do you remember that your family lives in a villa in Baihe Mountain? There is a basement under the stairs on the first floor, which you accidentally opened one day. ”

Wang Lingjuan looked back at him and said lightly: "I remember that." I was a kid at the time, carefree all day, and a couple of ...... who had a good time together."

Song Baojun interjected: "Girlfriend." ”

"Well, girlfriend, it's such a word, if you don't say it, I'll forget it a long time ago. My dad offended a big guy and he locked me in the house all day and didn't let me go out. Belch...... Come to think of it, my dad was very short-tempered at that time, and as long as there was a wrong word in the family, he would either beat or scold, and even I was beaten a few times. The atmosphere at home is tense like a battlefield, and my parents are getting divorced every day. I could only play in the yard until I opened the door to the basement. ”

"Oooh. ”

Once Wang Lingjuan's memory door was opened, his thoughts could no longer be stopped, and he said: "Later, I often dreamed that I went to a wonderful place, and after waking up, this dream was very clear. And what's interesting is that the dreams you have every night can be connected with the dreams of the previous day. ”

"By that time you should have already established a connection to the Fantasy Forest. ”

"Yes, but I didn't know it at the time. Wang Lingjuan showed a look of memory and said: "The dream is so real and interesting, there is something interesting to explore every night." And the reality is so oppressive and painful, I am more and more reluctant to return to reality. ”

"And so it was. Song Baojun sighed.

Wang Lingjuan said: "Later, I found a way to enter the fantasy forest without dreaming. It was a jewelry box I dug up in the basement of my home, which contained a necklace that I could use to get to the fantasy forest when I wanted to leave the real world. So I spent more and more time in the fantasy forest, and less and less time to return to reality. ”

"Your experience is amazing. Song Baojun said.

Wang Lingjuan said: "After about twenty years, the necklace finally lost its effectiveness, and I sank it into the Red Moon Lake as a permanent memorial. ”

Song Baojun calculated that the twenty years of the Fantasy Forest were about seventy-three days of reality, that is, more than two months. Wang Cunde's statement that his daughter continued to suffer from illness within two months of the basement opening is very consistent with his description.

After that, Wang Lingjuan's personality broke away from the body and was sent to a psychiatric hospital until now.

"Then you like it here?" Song Baojun asked again.

Wang Lingjuan smiled bitterly: "I like it very much, of course, it was just a haven for me to escape from reality back then, I hid here, I don't need to go out of my way to contact the society, I can do whatever I want, it's very simple." ”

"Do you really miss home?"

"I really want to. Wang Lingjuan said bluntly: "It's good to be in the Fantasy Forest, but there is also a problem, it's too lonely, no one communicates with me." I've only seen three people in fifty years, and the last one died more than a decade ago, and I'm almost dead. ”

The philosophical personality finally interjected and said, "Excuse me, interrupt, the time ratio between the fantasy forest and the real world is 100:1, in other words, now you have been in the fantasy forest for fifty years, and the real world has only passed half a year. Your parents and friends are doing well. ”

Wang Lingjuan bounced up in an incredible posture, his aging body showed unusual flexibility, but he immediately fell back, his thin feet could not support it, and he staggered down the lake.

She peeked out of the lake with her wet head and exclaimed in disbelief, "Really?"

The philosopher laughed and said, "Then you didn't realize this problem when you went back and forth between the fantasy forest and the real world from time to time in the first twenty years?"

"I—I really didn't think about it...... Wang Lingjuan said in a trembling voice, "At that time, I was completely fascinated by the fantasy forest, and I no longer cared about any changes in the real world. It's only in the last decade that I've become more and more nostalgic for everyone and everything in the real world. ”

Song Baojun said: "Then you must really want to go back? It's a pity that we can't ......."

The philosopher said, "There is a compromise, we use the spectral energy to extend your life and strengthen your personality so that you can smoothly return to reality." But the lifespan of a human being is not unlimited, you have lived for seventy years, and no matter how useful the ghost energy is, it can only delay your life for about ten years at most. ”

"Is there any price to pay for this?"

The philosopher said: "Quite simply, you must sign a contract, obey Song Baojun's orders unconditionally, and work for us until the end of your life." ”

Wang Lingjuan didn't care, and said: "No problem, life doesn't mean much to me anymore, I just hope to go back and see, fulfill this wish, and do anything for you." ”

Song Baojun was surprised and delighted, and said in a low voice: "Philosophy, you kid still has this hand." ”

"It's necessary, and it can't be without a price. ”

"Well, where is the contract, I'll sign it. ”

The philosopher said, "Wait a minute. ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the center of Hongyue Lake was like a torpedo explosion, and high water droplets rose into the sky.

Despite being far away, the two could still feel the air shock caused by the explosion, and Wang Lingjuan was temporarily unstable on his footing and rolled to the ground.

A necklace flew out of the middle of the water column as if it had life, and automatically flew into the palm of the philosophical personality.

The necklace is crystal clear throughout, it is a snowflake pattern, delicate and beautiful, very good-looking.