The room is dimly lit.

Because of the thick curtains, I don't know if it's night or day outside this room.

The fluorescent glow of the display, mixed with the starlight of the breathing lamp, emits a soft mist.

"Woo......"

Kotojuro reached out and touched the glasses on the bedside table, but after thinking for a moment, he finally didn't pick them up and continued to roll over and fall asleep.

However, when he rolled over, he didn't close his eyes.

Because he sensed something.

Someone was standing by his bedside, or rather, someone.

But he didn't say anything.

Despite being aware of the fact that the man was aware of his awakening, he remained silent.

It's not fear, it's calm.

At this moment, his mind was racing to think about the current situation.

"Since that person has been standing by my bedside, it means that he has come to me, not for my money or for my life, but purely for me."

"Then, if they came for me, it must not have been to kidnap me, otherwise I would have been kidnapped in my sleep."

"The anti-theft system at home is very perfect, and it must be very difficult to come in without leaking a sound, so this person can invade without waking me up, and he must be prepared."

"So...... From the above point of view...... The value that this person asks for can only be in the sober me. ”

After sorting out the thoughts in his head, Kotojuro coughed lightly twice.

Instead of turning his head to look at the man, he made a sound instead to let him know that he was listening.

Now that he had deduced the premise that his life would not be in danger, Kotojuro's behavior relaxed.

However, the man's next sentence made Kotojuro's relaxed expression instantly become surprised.

"Looks like you didn't sleep well, do you need me to pour you a glass of water?"

No, it wasn't just the words that surprised him, it was the voice.

"Hui Xin......?"

Kotojuro turned around slowly, looking at the girl in front of him in disbelief through the faint light of the display.

Under the faint fluorescence, the girl's figure seemed so lonely and so real...... It was so real that he was a little strange.

"Need me pour you a glass of water? Brother. ”

Koto Huixin stood beside Kotojuro's bed and repeated what he had just said.

Despite what she said, Kotojuro noticed that she already had a half-full glass in her hand.

Kotojuro remembers the glass, which he bought for her birthday with his pocket money when Kotojuro was a child.

But the existence of that cup is clearly not reasonable.

Because it has already been buried with Qin Huixin.

"Who the hell are you?" Kotojuro stared at the girl in front of him in the dim environment and threw out a direct question.

"Brother, this question really makes me sad, don't you even know your own sister? Obviously, you just called me a huixin.,Could it be that this is the latest play? Amnesia play or cognitive impairment play or Alzheimer's play? ”

Qin Huixin joked as she put the water glass in her hand on the bedside table.

Her movements are natural and elegant, as is her voice.

However, Kotojuro was completely unable to talk to her so naturally.

After all, there are too many unreasonableness in front of him.

First of all, that cup couldn't have been here.

Secondly, it is impossible for Qin Huixin to appear in front of him in such a posture

And finally, and most importantly.

Qin Huixin is already dead.

"I know what you're thinking." Qin Huixin showed a little devilish smile like Huixin's project in the computer, "You must be thinking...... I'm dead, so I'm never here, right? ”

"I ask again, who are you?" Kotojuro seemed to be desperately suppressing his tone, trying not to explode.

"Why do you have to ask such a question again?" And when Qin Huixin heard this question, he also tilted his head to express his puzzlement, "You know it, but you just don't want to admit it." ”

"It has nothing to do with whether I admit it or not, because facts are facts." Kotojuro squeezed this sentence out between his teeth.

Qin Hui smiled.

"I see, the facts are the facts."

"So." As he spoke, Koto Huixin stretched out his right hand, smiled at Kotojuro and said, "Do you want to try to shake my hand?" Or do you prefer to believe in the ethereal ...... in your memory than in the real touch in front of you now? Fact? ”

This proposition was placed in front of Kotojuro.

Do you believe in your own memories, or do you believe in the truth in front of you?

Memories can be mistaken and tampered with, but for Kotojuro, who has developed the Tetsushin Project along the way, such an assumption is nothing more than nonsense.

So, without fear, Kotojuro reached out and took Koto's slightly smaller hand.

Yes...... It is the feel that I once had.

When the two hands were clasped together, the thought hit Kotojuro's brain like an electric shock.

There is no doubt that the Qin Hui heart in front of him is real, after all, this touch cannot be faked.

But if so, what is going on?

Why is Qin Huixin here, why is that cup here?

"What I have always thought, what I am used to, and what I insist on must be true?" Koto sat down on the edge of the bed and put her other hand over Kotojuro's hand.

Her whispers pierced Kotojuro's eardrums, causing him to doubt the world in front of him.

"So, now it's time to ask you, who am I?" Kotoki leaned down and whispered in Kotojuro's ear.

"Are you...... It's Qin Huixin...... It's my sister. ”

This time, Kotojuro's spirit did not resist.

Looking at his brother's reaction, Qin Hui smiled.

"Remember the name of our company? It was one of our favorite poems when we were kids. ”

"Yes." Kotojuro responded, "Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian......"

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring, right?" Kotoki looked into Kotojuro's eyes in the dim and smiled.

"What do you want to say?" Kotojuro felt that something was wrong with the topic, but he couldn't figure out where the sense of disobedience came from.

"Zhuangzi dreamed that he had become a butterfly, so when he woke up from the dream, he didn't know whether he was a butterfly or a human." Qin Huixin smiled, "So, what about you?" ”

"What about me?"

"Do you really know whether it's day or night outside? Also, are you really sure you're asleep at home? ”

The smile on Qin Huixin's face gradually distorted.

And the real touch in Kotojuro's hand instantly turned into nothingness in this smile.

A ray of sunlight outside the window woke him up as he reclined in the boss's chair.