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When she occasionally falls into a dream, she will always see herself change into a different identity, become a different person, and live a different life.

And all of them, at the last moment, will see the same person.

For a split second, her vision would turn bright red.

I couldn't tell whether it was fire or blood, but I could see the boundlessness and tumbling.

And he stood in the red.

His face was cold and resolute, and his transparent eyes looked at her, but he didn't look at her.

After a long time, he finally swung his sword and cut it down.

She knew it wasn't just a dream.

It was a fragment of memory that remained in the depths of her soul, but it did not fade with the passage of time, but became clearer and more vivid.

She rather never remembered.

――Wouldn't it be easier if I didn't remember anything?

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the gaze was like a sigh.

The night was dark, but there was still no light in the closed room, and the only thing that could be seen was a faint red light, flickering in the smoky dark room.

Sitting on the office chair with the armrests already a little mottled, the cigarette in her mouth had already burned most of it, and a long piece of soot was still left on it, as if it would fall at any time, but she didn't realize it, just leaned on the back of the chair and looked up, but her eyes were unfocused.

There was a sleeping computer on the desk in front of him, and in addition to this, there were a lot of paper materials, each of which was almost full of various marks, some of which were thicker and labeled with different colors, which had obviously been carefully organized, but now they were piled up in a disorderly manner on both sides of the computer.

In her drooping hand, she still held a document with more markings than the others, but she didn't look at it, just stared upward, as if she was looking at something else through the ceiling that she couldn't see clearly in the darkness.

Would it be easier if you didn't remember?

The answer is yes.

But now that she has made this choice, she will not regret it again.

A sigh swept across her eyes, and her eyes returned to clarity.

Raising the document in her hand to look at it, she raised her hand and threw the cigarette in her mouth to the ground and stepped on it with her feet, then stood up, threw the document back on the table and stepped over the cigarette butt around the chair to the door.

As soon as she unscrewed the door, the dim street lamp in the corridor shone in, so shaking that she couldn't help but close her eyes, and the thin lips on her pale face couldn't help but purse slightly. The smoke that filled the room finally found an exit, and then it poured out, slowly changing shape under the not-so-bright light, and there was something like a fairyland.

After getting used to the light a little, she turned and closed the door, and walked slowly down the old hallway, heading out into the street before the city woke up.

When the morning light filled the ground, she returned to her room, which was not very spacious.

She opened the window to let the smoke in the house drift away, she took the broom and began to clean the cigarette butts on the floor, and when there was no particularly obstructive garbage in sight, she picked up the plastic bag she had brought back and took out the contents one by one.

Candles, candlesticks, ink, brushes, incense burners, incense sticks, rice paper, yellow cloth, copper coins......

There was no uniformity in the objects, and it was hard to understand what she was trying to do.

But she herself naturally understands.

After spreading the yellow cloth on the floor, she purposefully placed other things on the yellow cloth in a specific position, lit the candle incense, and dipped the brush in ink, and wrote a few words on the upper right and lower left of the unfolded rice paper, and threw the brush and ink aside, and knelt in the middle of the yellow cloth, stretched the folded rice paper into the candle flame and ignited it, and gently put it into the copper plate in front of her.

Without looking at the green smoke rising from the rice paper that was quickly devoured by the flames, she turned sideways and took a few copper coins that were quite old and weighed them in her hand, and was just about to pinch the copper coins to do something, when she suddenly heard a gentle voice.

"Are you the one who called me?"

There was a sudden unfamiliar woman's voice in the room that should have been her, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then realized something, turned around suddenly, and saw that the curling green smoke had filled half of the room at some point, and the two figures were walking out of it one after the other, because the room was not spacious, the position they were standing in was right in front of her, only two steps away from her, and even almost stepped on the yellow cloth she laid on the ground.

Looking at her stunned, the girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old blinked, and then smiled at her gently: "If you are disturbed, please forgive me." The contemptible Canghu is a demon master, and this is my assistant Liu Yuanhua. I don't know if your Excellency is the client who called us here, Miss Jiang Ruoyun? ”

The calm voice seemed to be able to soothe the uneasiness in her heart, Jiang Ruoyun finally came back to her senses slowly, but she couldn't help but look at the pile of things in front of her, which seemed to be a little incomprehensible, but at this time, she noticed that Canghu's curious gaze swept over, so she immediately stuffed the copper coin in her hand into the pocket of her clothes, and stood up casually.

"That's right, I'm Jiang Ruoyun. Sit down for a moment, both of you, and I'll clean up the place. ”

Saying that, he made a "please" gesture to a couch by the wall, seeing the fox smiling and nodding, Jiang Ruoyun bent down to extinguish the candles and incense sticks, and then wrapped the various items placed on it with a yellow cloth and hugged them, and all kinds of metal products immediately collided into a ball, making a series of crisp sounds, which inevitably seemed a little harsh in this quiet morning, but Jiang Ruoyun ignored it, walked straight to the table and opened the filing cabinet, found a vacant place and stuffed it in.

closed the cabinet door and poured two glasses of water, but saw that only Canghu was sitting on the sofa, but the indifferent and handsome man was standing against the wall behind Canghu, holding his hands on his chest and looking indifferent, as if he had no interest in everything, and he didn't even glance at Jiang Ruoyun, but he exuded a somewhat daunting aura.

After a slight pause, Jiang Ruoyun subconsciously retracted her gaze and walked over, bent down and put the two glasses of water in front of Canghu, and when she looked up, she just met Canghu's curious eyes, she couldn't help jumping slightly, but she sat down opposite Canghu with an expressionless face.

Habitually took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, but noticed Liu Yuanhua's slightly moving brows behind the fox, Jiang Ruoyun stopped the action of touching the match with a finger, and put the unlit cigarette in the cigarette case, then looked at the fox who had been smiling, and spoke lightly.

"I asked you to come here to ask you to help me find someone." (To be continued.) )