Chapter 1008: The House of Honors

And then there's all these things that I went through after I was born again.

Liang Fanxin looked at all this in his mind in disbelief.

"It's not true, how can this be true, it's not me, how can it be me?"

Liang Fanxin recalled the crazy person in his mind, and couldn't believe that it was himself in the previous life, that person was like a real neurotic, whether it was her extreme approach or crazy actions, it was more terrifying than a real mental illness.

There is also the boy in the memory who is so innocent, so kind, the whole person only knows how to do his own thing every day, even a small animal is not willing to hurt, but in the end he was taken by himself to kill so many people, committed such a big mistake, and even died with himself in the end.

Not daring to twist his body confidently at all, Liang Fanxin had already bitten his lips into a blur, it was definitely not himself, it would not be his own.

I said this in my heart, but it seemed that the memories in my mind kept appearing.

Even if Liang Fanxin suddenly saw a life-saving straw at this time, he looked at the young man in front of him,

The distance between the two people was about ten meters, and Liang Fanxin wanted to get close to the boy, but he was a little scared.

"Brother, you told me that it wasn't true, it was all fake, right? I haven't done those things at all, that person isn't me at all, right? ”

Liang Fanxin didn't know what he wanted to ask for, and he didn't know why he suddenly remembered these things. She just wants to deny, deny, that everything before is not true, as if this is the only way to let her live with peace of mind.

The young man always has an expression, and Liang Fanxin rejects the memories in his mind, but the more he rejects it, the clearer it becomes.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? It's not your fault, you're doing the right thing, you're not doing anything wrong. The young man's voice kept coming, torturing Liang Fanxin's fragile nerves.

The roof of the scrap iron factory is broken, and a large area of the sky is exposed in the broken iron, and the sun is just right at this time, shining brightly on the earth, except for the cement floor, the other places are crawling with weeds, and even the cracks in the cement floor have continuous fresh grass buds drilling.

The young man stood up and patted the soil on his pants, Liang Fanxin's eyes could barely focus, but he still unconsciously pursued the young man's figure, as if it was the only straw that saved his life, but it seemed to be the last straw that crushed the camel.

"Don't say that again, just say whatever you want." Liang Fanxin wanted to divert her attention, and those crazy memories in her mind almost swallowed her, which was unbelievable, but it seemed to be real.

After the young man stood up, he just looked directly at Liang Fanxin who was lying on the ground, and the bright smile on his face was gone, only his face was expressionless.

The boy seemed to remember something, and began to walk back, and came to a corner of the ironworks, where the weeds were overgrown and a pile of rusty scrap metal was mixed indiscriminately, and the boy's strength was very weak, and it took a lot of effort to find something out of the pile of scrap iron.

Liang Fanxin's own attention was finally diverted a little, at least not in the desperate memories that he had been immersed in.

The young man turned back with his things, and walked to the middle position again, and at this moment, Liang Fanxin found that the thing in the young man's hand was a dilapidated bag, very dirty, like a mountaineering backpack that had been used for a long time, it could be seen that it was army green, and the corners had been washed white.

"What is this?" Liang Fanxin moved her body with difficulty, the rope was tied very tightly, and now she felt that her wrist had been strangled with blood. But it's better than just being immersed in that kind of memory.

The boy placed his backpack on the ground, then crouched down and slowly unzipped it.

The contents were taken out in the same way.

The first thing that came out was a rattle, red, and the drum skin was painted with children from the old New Year's pictures from a long time ago.

"Knock knock!" The rattle made a crisp sound, and the boy's hand turned the rattle as if he was happy.

"Sister, sister, do you think this is fun? It's a lot of fun. The boy's voice was tinged with a sense of disobedience, the child's immaturity and the sense of danger in the fog.

But in reality, it was a sunny meadow, a half-grown teenager, Liang Fanxin didn't know how to answer, and even she felt that all this was a little unreal now.

When she first got into the taxi, the driver, that is, the teenager, said what she said, do you think all this is true?

"Is all this true?" Liang Fanxin's voice touched the sound of the rattle in the young man's hand.

The young man tilted his head, as if he had no way to understand what Liang Fanxin was talking about.

"Sister, don't you like this? Then we don't want this. The boy carefully put the rattle aside, his expression a little lost, as if he was sorry.

"I'm asking you! Is all this true? If he couldn't find an answer, Liang Fanxin felt that he was going crazy.

Today is a day as if it was fake, the unusually gentle Lu Yifan, and the weird taxi, and the strange teenager now, and then from those messy memories, what is all this?

The young man pursed his lips aggrievedly, and tears seemed to flow out of his eyes.

It seems that he doesn't understand Liang Fanxin's attitude very much, and he looks like he is thinking, and he thinks hard about it for a long time.

The boy seemed to have finally come up with the answer he wanted, and instead of lying on the ground, he turned up the hiking backpack that he had placed next to him.

He took out a toy from his backpack again, it was a very dirty brown ragdoll bear, but the boy seemed to be unable to see the dirt on it, put it in his arms, and then gently flicked the dust off it with his hand.

"Sister, do you think this cloth bear looks good? Isn't it cute? Do you like it? If you like it, then I'll give it to you, okay? ”

The young man seemed to think that if this was the case, Liang Fanxin would be happy, so he was very happy to laugh, but Liang Fanxin really felt that his back was cold.

"Hmm. I don't like this, can you answer my question? Although he felt that it was wrong for him to do this, he couldn't help it, and Liang Fanxin, who was extremely panicked, still said it hard.

But it didn't seem to have any effect, and the boy still couldn't understand what she was saying.

Holding the bear in his arms with a distressed face, the kind of hard thinking that he has never been in contact with is really distressing.

But in Liang Fanxin's eyes, he only felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience and inexplicable fright.

"I beg you, tell me about it, it's all like it's true or that's it, can you answer my question?" Liang Fanxin really felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff now, and he was about to jump.

Some broke down and cried, this series of reactions seemed to catch the young man a little off guard, and he looked at Liang Fanxin in a panic, but he wanted to get closer but took two steps forward, and shrank back when he was about to walk out of the sun.