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With the artifact of the brain machine, Ye Bufei arrived at the void alley of the space in the blink of an eye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Void Lane is a street, a small street behind the main street, as far as the eye can see, the sky is gray, on both sides of the street are two rows of houses that are not high or low, and the first floor is the façade.

I don't know why, as soon as Ye Bufei arrived here, he had a very nihilistic feeling, just like the strange dream described by Ni Haoliang, how helpless and desperate he was in it......

He felt like he was going to collapse! I was so impulsive that I wanted to use my brain computer to return to the earth world immediately!

However, reason overcame impulse, and he more deeply realized what the sadness in Ni Haoliang's eyes meant at that time, since he came, he must solve her problem and help her get out of the sea of suffering.

Thinking of this, Ye Bufei walked into a grocery store next to him in high spirits.

Before he came, he had learned that the people here were also with a head and two legs, just like him, and spoke Chinese.

Although he thinks this is absurd, it is obviously one degree of space, another time and space, how can it be so similar to the earth, there is no personality at all, but what exists is reasonable, but if this place is full of birdmen, and all the birds are spoken, he has to use the brain-computer to convert language to communicate, it will be very troublesome!

"Ha Lou! I buy ...... A bottle of Coke. Ye Bufei said with a smile to the shopkeeper sitting at the counter.

The money of the earth world is also used here.

The shopkeeper was a man with a melancholy temperament, he was writing something in a notebook, and when he heard Ye Bufei's voice, he got up and took a bottle of Coke.

After paying the money, Ye Bufei took the opportunity to talk: "Boss, please ask you about someone, have you seen this beauty?" He opened the photo of Ni Haoliang on his phone and showed it to the shopkeeper.

"Not very impressed......"

"Yes, thank you." Although Ye Bufei was a little disappointed, he still replied politely, and then walked out.

Next, I asked several more people, and they all said that they had never seen the person in the photo.

Ye Bufei couldn't help but start wondering, did he come to the wrong place? Such a beautiful beauty, if it has appeared here, there is no reason why others should not remember.

But he looked at it again, this street is so long, it is better to ask all the way, after all, most things require patience.

In this way, Ye Bufei wandered here for most of the day, not only did he not find the person he was looking for, but his heart became more and more empty, he felt it and wrote a poem:

I walked down the street

Watch people come and go

I remembered a lot of the past

Over here

The sky is always gray

I'm just a stranger after all

It was already a little dark, Ye Bufei walked into a small restaurant, ordered a dish, drank some beer, poured himself a drink, and after he was full, he booked a room in the small hotel next to him, entered the room and locked the door, and fell asleep. It's too depressing here, and the people he comes into contact with here seem to be people who can't see hope when they eat and die, it's terrible! He just wants to fall asleep now and forget about it all for a while!

Groggy and didn't know how long he had been asleep, Ye Bufei vaguely heard the sound of a guitar, and he suddenly woke up.

From the window of the room on the second floor, it was already dark, and there were no street lights on the Void Street outside, only a few shops that had not yet closed emitted some faint lights.

And the sound of the guitar came from a shop diagonally opposite.

It turned out to be a melody that Ye Bufei was familiar with, and he knew that the title of the song was "Sunshine Turns Light Blue".

He stood at the window and listened quietly, and before he knew it, tears were falling.

The sunlight turns pale blue

Memory is a door

The melody is a gust of wind

Thoughts drift far away

It turns out that he is also a man with a story. It's just that he forgot about it for the time being.

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