I'm like an old puppet writhing in the spotlight, performing on an empty stage, draining my soul and pleasing cruelty. And this piece of rotten wood from nowhere doesn't even deserve a name.

"Luo?"

A puzzled voice came from behind the treeman, and he walked around the lush green leaves, his eyes always locked on the intertwined ravines of the ground,

"Is that your name?"

She looked up, her pale brown eyes piercing through the sunlight and firmly on my slightly frightened cheeks.

I don't know if it was because it was the first time I heard someone say it earnestly, or because it was because of the unwavering gaze that I had seen, I just felt that every muscle on my face was shaking uneasily, tearing all the expressions that should have been presented into vague and trembling pieces.

Because for me, a name is a sign, a proof, a belonging, it is far more than a code name used to distinguish individuals, but the only trace that I have the ability to leave in this chaotic world, or inheritance.

I will not dissipate at the end of my life, I will live in the memories of others.

Finally, I pulled my mind back to reality, took a deep breath and replied,

"Yes."

"Whew-"

She pinched her chin lightly and nodded thoughtfully and asked,

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I ...... Not ready yet. ”

As I spoke, I lowered my head, but my heart seemed to be full of entangled mess, after all, with the current situation, I don't think I have much time left to carefully feel this new identity.

Suddenly, as I was once again caught in the whirlpool of panic, a cold, soft twig slowly climbed up my trembling fingertips.

I was taken aback, and turned my head to look at the dwarf tree that mimicked the pattern of human action, but strangely did not give birth to a trace of escape, and even the instinct of biological conditioning became invisible at this moment.

As I stared at the dark brown trunk that was leaking out between the green leaves, I felt a great sense of relief. Although it looks so different from me, it has a warmth that even those so-called "people" don't have.

After a few hesitations that were not resistible, I couldn't help but gather my five fingers and wrap the delicate and slender branches in the palm of my hand.

Connected, slowly walked towards the only remaining light in the vast cave.

Pushing open the heavy door, the screeching sound of hinges inexplicably became much more intimate.

I followed the tree man closely, observing with interest every corner of the ruined tower, the moss-covered stone bricks and the vines that snaked and climbed on the surface of the walls were full of life. From the hole in the edge of the top of the tower, a clear and gentle light poured down, smearing the simple and simple furnishings with a layer of exquisite light.

"Huh?"

After a while, among a few strange pieces of furniture, I finally found something I could understand—a simple bed made of dead leaves and branches, which was by no means

It just so happened that the last one leaned over and said with a nostalgic sigh,

"Ah—the first time I came here, I slept in this place."

"'First' ......"

Muttering, my train of thought hit a barrier again. Clothed in warm sunshine, I turned my face and asked,

"What does this mean? What exactly have you been through before? ”

But she didn't seem to have an accurate answer, she stretched out her fingers and scratched her forehead, and said with some embarrassment,

"Uh... I can only see an approximation. But it seems to have happened many years ago, when I woke up alone and wandered aimlessly, with no food, no water, but more importantly, no memory. ”

I saw her facial features come together, as if she was digging into a strange soul in her body. She shook her head, and there was a little more bitterness in her voice,

"But luckily it found me, took care of me, or at least kept my life going. Well—it was just me and it in those days, often walking around the deserted city, watching the light of the dome change from light to darkness and then from darkness to light. ”

As he said this, he stared at the motionless tree man not far away with a smile on his face, and although I couldn't deduce what the creature was thinking from its appearance, it must not have been indifferent from the stagnant foliage.

"But it's all over."

Suddenly, her face quickly turned gloomy, and she took her eyes off the tree man, staring blankly at the floating dust,

"I remember that for some reason, I ended up getting out of here and breaking into the roots."

"'Roots'?"

Halfway through hearing this, I was a little confused,

"Are you saying that those so-called 'vines' are actually -"

"That's right."

In the atmosphere of surprise, I teased my nerves word by word,

"What do you think the inhabitants of this city do for a living? The nutrients that the forest on the surface draws day and night will eventually gather here to inject vitality into the city, and these dense roots are the conduits for transporting nutrients. ”

She paused, then slowly turned to look behind me, and before she could speak, I heard the leaves fluttering.

"Only now, they're all drying up."

Before my brain could make the right judgment, I asked in a low voice, driven by my subconscious,

"Why?"

And Yu was still looking in the direction of the tree man, and his voice was mixed with obvious anger,

"Hundreds of years ago, there were people who led the rebellion and cut off all resources."

She twisted her neck very slowly, staring at me like a cold ice pick,

And these treasures, which should have belonged to its people, are now all gathered in one place. You know, I'm talking about it. ”

The air around me was like a viscous pool of blood, and I tried my best to control the chaotic aura, but I already had the answer in my heart.

"The lake."

Yu almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words,

"But that's not what I left in the first place."

Just when I was about to be forcibly dragged into this interracial dispute that had lasted for countless years, I changed my words and hastily concluded,

"Okay, that's pretty much it, I can't remember any more."

As soon as the words fell, I also made a rough idea of the information in Fang Cai's words, although it was not a Daigo empowerment, but at least one point, I was eighty percent sure - the girl called "Yu" in front of me was the one in the Jue Hotel!

Not only do they look alike, but they are the same person!

If I'm right, the four of us were teleported to various parts of the world at the moment when the inn fell into darkness, and even the time was not uniform, and among them, she arrived here before everyone else, and more than a star and a half earlier, I am afraid that for her to be able to barely survive after losing her memory again, it is a great luck to be able to barely survive.

For some reason, one day she chose to leave alone, and she must have encountered something unusual during the journey, which led to her current posture. After experiencing this, she came to the ground again, and then escaped from the hands of the forester with a ghost in her heart, and met Jue, who was also here for some reason, after a short reunion, separation, rushing, and seclusion-

Until mine came along.

"No...... right"

Whispering, I twirled my temples with my fingers, and there was still an inexplicable doubt in the inference I had just made—how could I remember these things?

According to her a long time ago, didn't she live in the forest since she was a child? And all kinds of signs show that she didn't seem to hide it at first, huh? Besides, why did this memory, which is so meticulous that even emotions and mental activities can be preserved, suddenly appear in her mind?

Suddenly, I looked at Hitomi, who was hazel, and thought of the only explanation at the moment.

"Uh-"

I swallowed, and my throat felt like a blade was stuffed,

"These stories,

Is 'it' telling you? ”