Yang Pan walked on a path without lights, and after cleaning up the glass ballast remaining in his hair, he directly covered the wound on his head with a tissue.

His current image can be said to be very embarrassed, with blood stains on his head and clothes, and a smell of wine on his body, which can be said to be diametrically opposed to when he first went out.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go to the hospital for a while." Yang Pan covered the wound on his head, felt the pain on his head and knees, and said secretly in his heart, "But that person estimates that he won't be able to get out of bed for a while." ”

His few blows were all angry and unreserved, and they were all towards the other party's head, and now even his knee is a little injured, not to mention the other party's situation, which is conservatively estimated to be a concussion.

Of course, even if something really wrong with the other party, he doesn't bother to care, he dies by himself, and he can't blame others.

After distinguishing the direction, Yang Pan was about to go to the nearest hospital to treat his head wound first, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the lights were still on in a shop on the corner.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, and there are still people who are open." Yang Pan said in surprise, and then walked over very curiously, he was still familiar with this area, and he really didn't have much impression of this shop.

And he didn't know why he always felt that this store had a mysterious attraction to him.

Yang Pan walked towards the shop on the corner, and when he walked to the door, he looked up and found that the signboard of this store was completely blank, and the door was indeed black wood, and there was a willow on it that looked very retro.

Seeing this, Yang Pan became even more curious, and then directly pushed open the black wooden door of the store and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Pan's eyes were attracted by the situation in the store.

It's more of a small museum than a store, and if there's one thing on display, it's all the product of some film, game, and fiction.

"Is this a dinosaur's claw, it's very realistic."

"This should be an alien braincase, it's scary to look at."

"This knife seems to have been seen in that game."

"Could it be that everything here is props for movies and games?" Looking at these familiar and unfamiliar items, Yang Pan thought in his heart.

Yang Pan is very interested in these things, mainly because his idle time is basically spent on these things, and over time, he also has a yearning for those illusory worlds.

But for some reason, he had a strange feeling in his heart when he looked at the objects in front of him, as if the things in front of him were real.

Thinking of this, Yang Pan smiled and shook his head, feeling that he had really drunk a little too much tonight, and even began to think crankily.

"Hehe, these things are real."

Just as Yang Pan was thinking wildly, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Although there are some surprises, there are really people who can come here, and it seems that you are also a 'destined person'."

Yang Pan subconsciously looked behind him where the voice came, and saw a very strangely dressed woman standing behind him at some point.

The other party glanced at Yang Pan with a peculiar look, and then didn't care about the blood on his head and the smell of wine on his body, and walked directly to his side.

This woman is beautiful, she should be about twenty years old, with very smooth waist-length hair, and her hair color is still a rare flame red, and the color is very natural and does not look like it was dyed.

However, the other party was dressed very strangely, and on this summer night, he was wearing a heavy trench coat that looked very stuffy, as if he couldn't feel the temperature in the air.

Although Yang Pan was a little surprised by the other party's appearance and dress, he inquired, because the strange tone of the other party's "destined person" made him very concerned.

"Excuse me, what are you mainly doing here?" The items in Yang Pan's store asked, "Is it the merchandise of movies and games?" ”

"Around? I'm sure I told you that everything here is true. The other person's tone became even more bizarre, "But it doesn't matter what you think." As for what is mainly operated here, well. The other party's words paused as if to organize the language, "Well, you should think of it as some special peripheral props."

"Special?" Yang Pan repeated with some confusion, and then asked rhetorically, "Is there anything special about these things?" ”

He didn't pay attention to the other party's two inconsistent sentences, and he felt that these special peripheral items might really be something very interesting.

Hearing Yang Pan's question, the woman's expression was a little tangled, as if she didn't know how to speak.

"I knew I wasn't good at this, why was it when I was on duty." After struggling for a while, the woman muttered in a low voice, as if Yang Pan did not exist.

Listening to the woman's words, Yang Pan glanced at her with a strange look, and said secretly in his heart, "Is such a person really suitable for business?" ”

"The most special thing about the things here is that they are all very real, and even more like the real thing than the real thing," the other party explained seemingly far-fetched.

"It's more like the real thing than the original, how do you sound like it's selling fakes." Yang Pan also muttered in a low voice.

The other party obviously heard his words, but the other party ignored him, but continued to take care of himself: "Although the items placed here are not necessarily of high value, ordinary people may not have the opportunity to see them in their lifetime. ”

Regarding this sentence, Yang Pan thought that the other party had some braggart elements, but he didn't express any opinions, he had just seen these exhibits, and the workmanship of each piece was very exquisite.

"Is there anything for sale here?" Yang Pan asked the other party, he still likes the things here, if he can, he really wants to buy one back.

"For sale? Of course not. The woman's head shook into a rattle, and her flamboyant hair became a little disheveled, "The things here are only sold to insiders, and can only be used as exhibitions to the outside world." ”

"That's a shame." Yang Pan said with some regret.

"But..." The other man spoke again.

"But what?" Seeing that there was a turning point, Yang Pan asked again.

"Although the exhibits here cannot be sold to you, you can send a souvenir to you as a 'destined person' of our store." As he spoke, he walked over to the only table in the store and began to rummage through the ground for something.

"Souvenir, what's it?" As he spoke, Yang Pan walked to the table and stopped.

"This is it." At this time, the other party took his hand from under the table and showed what he was holding.

Seeing this, Yang Pan looked at the item in the other party's palm with some curiosity.

It was a quail egg-sized, smooth black stone, with an emerald green "∞" symbol in the center.

The meaning of this symbol Yang Pan knows, it represents infinity and infinity.

To be honest, this souvenir looks very beautiful, the black on it is very deep as if to suck in all the light around it, and the emerald green "∞" symbol gives people a sense of hope.

Yang Pan reached out and picked up this souvenir from the woman's hand, the feeling of starting it was heavy and textured, and after playing with it for a while, he fell in love with this small souvenir.

However, because he had touched the wound on his head with his hand before, he also had some blood stains on his hands, and while playing with the souvenir, he accidentally stained some blood on it.

Looking at the blood stains on his hands and souvenirs, Yang Pan frowned slightly, then put the souvenirs in his hands on the table, and then took the paper towel on the side to wipe the remaining blood stains on his hands.

And during this time, he did not notice that the blood that he had inadvertently stuck to the souvenir was slowly being sucked into it, and he also did not see the flash of joy on the face of the woman standing across the table at this time.

When Yang Pan finished wiping his hands, he took the souvenir in his hand and played with it, and although the blood stains that disappeared on the souvenir made him a little puzzled, he didn't care.

"Is it really good to give this to me?" Yang Pan asked with some pleasure.

"Of course it's for you, it's not a valuable thing." For some reason, the other party's tone seemed to be very happy.

"Well, thank you." Yang Pan nodded in thanks.

"No thanks, but it's not too early, you should go home, I'm almost off work here." The other party began to issue an eviction order.

"Well, it's really not early." Yang Pan looked at the time and said, "Then I'll go back first, thank you for the souvenir, goodbye." With that, he turned and pushed open the door and walked out.

"Well, goodbye, fateful person."

At the moment when Yang Pan walked out of the store, the woman also said goodbye to him, but Yang Pan always felt that the other party's tone was a little strange, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in the words.

Shaking his aching head, Yang Pan put aside the strange thoughts in his mind, and then prepared to go back to his place first.

When he had just turned an intersection, it suddenly occurred to him that after chatting for so long, he didn't even seem to know the name of which store, and he wanted to go back and ask again.

As a result, when he turned back, he couldn't find any trace of the shop, as if it had never existed.

A gust of wind blew, Yang Pan shivered inexplicably, and after touching his trouser pocket to confirm that the piece of souvenir was still in his pocket, he scratched his head and said, "It seems that I really drank too much tonight." ”

After saying that, he shook his head and walked towards his residence.