Time passed bit by bit, Zhao Bai'an fell into conjecture, and the whole person constructed countless pictures in his mind, and slowly fell into it.

She sat at her desk in a daze, and it wasn't until the sound of Yang Liuyi's sweet and even breathing came from the bedroom that she realized that it was late.

Zhao Bai'an stretched her waist, she felt for the first time that she could be so tired from sitting, and she was really tired at the moment. A day of laughter and play, coupled with the soreness on her body before because of excessive exercise, hit her again.

She rubbed her face and planned to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth. As soon as the door opened, a familiar cold wind blew in his face. Zhao Bai'an reacted in an instant, and she came here again - the White Church.

The scene inside caught her eye, white. But this white doesn't look so pure, as if there is something dirty underneath, and it seems to have a slightly dark tone, as if the brightness has been turned down.

Zhao Bai'an, as she had done several times before, walked into the tall milky white door, and the door closed behind her, closing all the breath that belonged to reality.

Looking back, the relief inside the door seemed to be clearer, but when I reached out and touched it, it was still as smooth as an ordinary door panel.

Looking up, the top of the door was still the cold white rose. It's just that...... Now it feels like it's getting more delicate. Zhao Bai'an squinted his eyes and observed carefully. Yes! So that's it! It dawned on her in an instant. Color, it's color!

White petals and white leaves are not the same brightness and contrast, so although they are still white, they are no longer the same color.

Somehow, after realizing this, countless memory fragments suddenly poured into, appeared, and connected with each other in Zhao Bai'an's mind. All of a sudden, her ears were chaotic, and countless images flashed in front of her eyes. She stood in front of the church and felt like the world was spinning. She couldn't tell if she was spinning or if the church was spinning. In the absence of a third reference, Zhao Bai'an just rotated and rotated, and I don't know how many times he turned.

She only felt that her head was slowly changing, and the white transparent consciousness gradually took on a colorful rendering. There were some places that she had once felt blank that were slowly piling up like Tetris, but she couldn't quite see what they were now.

And the white church is also changing, and all the colors hidden behind the white are revealed. Green foliage, red petals, gray balustrades, and colorful glass windows...... It turns out that the white church is actually so colorful.

"Boom...... Boom, ......boom, "Boom, boom, boom suddenly sounded in Zhao Bai'an's ears. She felt a strong headache, and then the world was spinning, directly above her head, and the whole person fell to the ground.

When she woke up again, the church was back to its original state, surrounded by white and tranquility. And there seems to be something more in her heart, and something is connected.

Zhao Bai'an stood up from the ground in front of the gate, looked at the inside of the church again, and found the unique memories that belonged to the church in the mountains of memories in her heart. The church has been restored from its original shattered state.

Zhao Bai'an suddenly had a strange look in his heart, and he had a feeling of being touched. She couldn't help but take a step and slowly explore the inside of the church.

She kept walking forward, and the colored windows that had just flashed had now turned as white as the walls, which is why Zhao Bai'an had never found these huge windows before, they were really well hidden. At the same time, the colorful window seemed to show a story after scene, but unfortunately it was only a flash, and Zhao Bai'an did not leave any impression in his mind.

Zhao Bai'an walked forward step by step, and she saw a person sitting on a marble bench not far ahead.

The man didn't look back, she just felt that this person was very familiar from the back, and it seemed that the places that kept connecting in her memory kept flashing like lightning.

She couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, quickened her pace, and hurriedly approached the back.

Soon she was beside the man who had his back to her, and she wanted to put her hand on the man's shoulder. But for some reason, when her hand was just raised and didn't touch the person's body, the person with her back to her suddenly turned his head and met her eyes.

At first glance, Zhao Baian thought it was Huo Miki, and Zhao Baian originally wanted to say hello to her, but she was obviously already in her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound.

In desperation, Zhao Bai'an raised his hand again, and the marble stool that Huo Miki was sitting on suddenly moved backwards.

At the same time, a layer of white mist rose from Huo Miki's body, and inexplicably, she seemed to be shrouded in a white smoke cover.

Zhao Baian did not have any good response to this sudden change. Helpless, she could only watch the distance between the two widen ten feet away, Zhao Bai'an took a few quick steps forward, and couldn't help but chase away.

Huo Miki suddenly turned his body backwards quickly, and within a second, he formed a state of facing away from Zhao Bai'an.

Zhao Bai'an's quick pursuit made the bench where Huo Miki was sitting stop moving, and Zhao Bai'an hurriedly stepped forward, but her steps were like stepping on a soft carpet. With every step she took, it seemed as if the carpet would unconsciously pull back.

These are actually Zhao Bai'an's illusions, she is like a newborn child at this time, although the memories have returned, but the body does not accept the domination of these memories. Even the cerebral cortex appeared in a state of rebuttal, so that Zhao Bai'an would partially ignore or be uncertain about the memories that had been generated.

Zhao Bai'an no longer thought about who the person with her back to her was, she just wanted to quickly approach the figure who could only see the back of her head.

A persistent force dominates her to move forward bravely, Zhao Baian stares straight at her goal and does not let go, and persistently keeps moving forward.

As she walked, she suddenly noticed that the white veil that shrouded Miki's body was shattered like a piece of paper in an instant. Scattered and swirling in the air, the pieces of paper turned into a tornado and swept towards her.

She didn't have time to dodge before she was hit right away. Zhao Bai'an only felt that her body was light and fluttering, and she didn't know where it was a force, she was sent into the air. In extreme fear, she closed her eyes, and strange things happened again, and she felt as if her body was descending heavily.

By the time she opened her eyes again, she was still in the tornado, but her feet were already on the ground.

Zhao Bai'an suddenly had a feeling that something was not quite right, the fire Miki she was looking at was no longer Huo Miki.

This back, this breath...... She's too familiar, this back is Moriyama's back.

Zhao Bai'an's brain suddenly became abnormally clear, if she had just found herself, she had recovered some vague memories. Then now she is truly one, one with all the memories of the past.

She felt as if her body was filled with endless power, and she strode forward, the tornado around her like a protective shield, extending and contracting with her steps, and shaking with her steps.

But the strange thing is that the white smock beside her seems to have been carrying her in place all the time.

The more Zhao Baian looked at the back, the more familiar she felt, although this feeling had been a little long gone, she was still very sure that that person was Moriyama.

She couldn't help but shout at the back, "Moriyama? Moriyama! ”

At this moment, she seemed a little impatient, and she anxiously waited for Moriyama to turn back.

After a while, the man reacted as if he had heard something. Time flowed slowly, and the man slowly turned around, and she finally saw that it was a face that she knew all too well.

Sure enough, as she was sure in her heart, this person was Moriyama.