The inside and outside of the room are like two worlds, and no one knows that the world inside the room has become completely devoid of light.

Gu Yi could sense a strange feeling, but he couldn't say where the weirdness was, he just gently pushed his hand on the door.

The darkness in the room felt like it had stopped suddenly, yes, it might be a strange description, there was nothing to see in the darkness, but in the darkness you could feel the space stop in an instant.

Little by little, the door was pushed open, and the darkness faded like a tide, not a contraction centered on a single point, but a collective fading in all directions.

It wasn't until a crack was opened that the darkness was gone.

Gu Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Zheng Ming was still lying quietly on the bed, and the box was still in his hand.

Although she herself didn't know why she was relieved.

Then she saw a cat under the bed, and the cat looked like it was sleeping, and it was so deep that it didn't even hear its breath.

As if sensing something, Gu Yi held Momo with one hand and brought the black cat out with the other.

Sure enough, the black cat is dead!

She glanced at Momo, the little girl hadn't noticed it yet, and reached out to take the black cat from Gu Yi's hand.

But seeing that Gu Yi lifted the black cat a little farther away, he didn't rush to say that it was dead, but asked first, "This cat, doesn't you like to move much lately?"

Gu Yi saw the black cat lying quietly on the bed before, thinking that the cat should be sick and dead or something.

Unexpectedly, Momo said, "Xiao Hei is obedient, although it is usually very noisy, but as long as I hold it, it is very quiet......"

The more Mo Mo spoke, the more he felt that Gu Yi's face was wrong, "Sister Gu Yi, your face is so ugly." ”

"Your cat is dead. Gu Yi looked at Mo Mo helplessly, and she didn't know how to explain it to Mo Mo.

The two of them were talking loudly, and soon they heard that the four people outside the room were also walking over to this side, but Gu Yi was afraid of disturbing Zheng Ming and stopped them back.

Of course, the cat also brought it up.

There was a burst of exclamations outside, and then the sound grew quieter.

The door closed, and the box gradually appeared like ripples, rippling against the wall over and over again, and bouncing back off the wall.

And whether it was the ripples that swung directly towards Zheng Ming, or the ripples that bounced back from the wall, they all converged towards his brain.

Black filled the room again.

Who are you?

That consciousness reappeared in the space, and the moment it appeared was a continuation of the previous conversation.

"I have a lot of names, and I don't know who I am. The old man's voice still felt ethereal, as if he was asking because of his consciousness, and he sighed a little.

So who am I?

The space suddenly became white, there was no heaven and earth, let alone heaven and earth intersecting, just like an area without rules.

A thin old man suddenly appeared in the space, holding a scroll in his hand, and the handwriting on the scroll was too blurry to read.

"You are 'Zheng Ming', it has always been, Schuna is controlled, find a way to kill him. ”

The last sentence revealed infinite killing power, and the white space gradually became shattered, cracks continued to appear in the space, and the speed of spreading was very fast.

It was so fast that it overwhelmed them in an instant.

That consciousness left only one question.

Why me?

Apparently no one answered.

The closed eyelids slowly open as the eyeballs stop moving.

Consciousness returned to the physical body, and what was seen was a cramped room with two wooden beds.

The young man was wearing a black Tang suit, and he didn't have the heart to think about where he was, and his memory was still stuck in that conversation.

"I'm Zheng Ming?" The young man looked at his hands blankly, feeling strange, but very familiar.

I sat up from the bed with a mutter, and when I got out of bed, I felt a little uncomfortable because of the numbness in my legs, and I fell on the side of the bed again.

The movement in the room startled the people outside, and there was a rush of running, and then the boy saw the door of the room slowly opened.

A familiar face poked its head out from behind the door, it was blurry, perhaps because of something wrong with the boy's eyes.

But the blurred vision slowly became clearer, and the sense of familiarity became stronger.

Then I saw that the boy's expression changed from confused to happy.

Finally, freeze on a warm smile.

"Yu'er. These were the words that the boy blurted out.

When the words sounded, the memories in my mind withdrew like a tidal wave, and some new memories replaced them.

The tingling sensation between the legs also dissipated instantly.

As Zheng Ming called, behind the door was a young girl, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a light blue dress.

The girl saw Zheng Ming get up from the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but the girl hugged him and cried.

In Zheng Ming's memory, he seems to have had a car accident, and according to the current situation, he should have been taken home after being cured.

This girl is his girlfriend, and he often calls her You'er, and there should be an older brother named Zheng Fan.

As soon as I thought of the elder brother, there was a sound of running outside the door again, the door was completely pushed open, and a young man in his twenties stood in the doorway, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black trousers, tall and delicate.

Yes, he is his brother Zheng Fan.

The moment Zheng Fan saw Zheng Ming, there was a strange look in his eyes, but he said indifferently on his face, "You have slept for a long time, we have made your meal every day, clean up and prepare for dinner." ”

Then I saw him turn away.

Through the open door, Zheng Ming saw the connected living room, although only a corner was leaking, but he could also see some furniture, a thin LCD TV, a sandalwood table, tables and chairs, and standard Chinese decoration.

Take a fresh look at the current room.

A modern waterbed, a medical iron bed.

The same sandalwood desk, chairs, and a good letter hanging vertically on the wall.

During the whole process, his gaze only stayed on the two beds for an extra second, and there was nothing strange about it, and he looked at You'er very casually.

Hearing the girl crying, he couldn't help but feel distressed, put her head in his arms, and patted her back with his right hand, "You'er, don't cry, aren't I awake?"

Shaking their sore foreheads, Zheng Ming and You'er walked out of the bedroom, Zheng Fan really prepared the meal and sat at the table waiting for them.

Maybe he was too busy, Zheng Fan also took a laptop and sat there typing the keyboard.

Sensing that the two of them were coming out, he said, "Come out, let's eat." ”

Then I saw him close the notebook, separate two pairs from a pair of chopsticks on the table, and put them on the rice bowl next to him one by one.

"Writing a book?"