"Are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Will it work?"

"I haven't tried it before, and the first time I used it on them, the success rate is very low." The old man said helplessly.

"But is there any other way? If it's all right, we'll take the four robots from 18 years and put them back and we'll be done. The old man in the hologram in front of him was also very helpless.

"But things have already happened, and we can only gamble." The old man spoke with determination in his tone.

"Three people, I hope nothing happens. After all, it's no different from transferring a soul. He sighed as he spoke.

"Yes, before, we were just the whole person traveling through time, but what they have to experience can be described as soul travel." The old man pursed his lips as he spoke, indicating that this matter was not easy.

"When are you going to start?"

"After breakfast." The old man replied.

"When are you going to send them?" He asked again.

"I want to give them another chance to choose." The old man spoke slowly.

"Choice? You know, it's impossible for them to keep the memories of those months. He hurriedly reminded.

"I know." The old man was a little impatient, and then went on to explain, "Didn't you say it? The human brain is like the brain. ”

"So what?"

"Then why can't you just set an alarm clock in their heads?" The old man suddenly raised his eyes, looked at him and said.

"Hey! When are you leaving? Suddenly, Xiao Chen's voice came from outside the door.

"You go have breakfast first, I'll come later." The old man replied.

"You ......," he stopped, "this time it's up to you." With that, he disappeared from his eyes.

"Are you all ready?" The old man walked out the door.

"Ready." The old woman nodded, then changed the subject, "Let's go to breakfast first." ”

"Is all the work done?" The old man asked again.

"It's done." The old woman replied impatiently.

"I mean all." The old man repeated it again. Xiao Chen heard this conversation in a fog, and he could only look at these two people with a confused expression saying things he didn't understand.

"It's done." The old woman's impatience suddenly vanished, as if understanding his worries.

"That's good." The old man lowered his head again, ready to eat breakfast.

……

Liu Yaoxi only felt his body tremble and woke up from his sleep. He closed his eyes and sat on the bed in a position he didn't even recognize.

The next day? Liu Yaoxi thought with his eyes closed. His eyes were still closed, and he hadn't moved his whole body since he woke up. Gradually, he regained consciousness and felt the rest of his body.

Today is the day they said they would send me back. Liu Yaoxi thought as he sat up with some difficulty. I'm so sleepy. Thinking about it, Liu Yaoxi fell down again, as if we were every morning.

Liu Yaoxi continued to close his eyes, he hadn't opened them yet, he was still reminiscing about the past days. He was still looking at it, and when he opened his eyes, it was not this room, but his own room. When he opens his eyes, he will hear the alarm of his mobile phone, hear the message received by his mobile phone, and then he will reach out and fumble for his mobile phone at the head of the bed, and pick it up to see if it is Yun Feiyu, Xia Mengyou or Ye Fenglan.

Better yet, it's a phone call, and when you pick it up, it's a familiar voice, it may be a greeting, it may be a complaint, or it may be a joke of abuse.

Liu Yaoxi is still deceiving himself, believing that a miracle will happen, even if there is no expectation in his heart. Liu Yaoxi opened his eyes abruptly and saw the ceiling. Liu Yaoxi saw it, this is not the ceiling of his room, he is still in this room, he is still in this so-called reality.

What Liu Yaoxi saw was a golden ceiling, and even the lamp looked more valuable than his whole person. But Liu Yaoxi's heart has no waves, not because he is used to it, but because he feels that there will be no more waves in his heart.

Either way, let's face it.

Liu Yaoxi sat up again, and his eyes were still the scene before he went to bed last night. The quiet room, still facing his swivel chair.

Is it still reality? Liu Yaoxi lowered his head again and closed his eyes. I slowed down again, then got up, changed my clothes and walked into the bathroom.

I talked to Liu Mengyuan for so long last night, although my emotions were a little out of control at the beginning, but everything was fine later, and in general it was friendly and cheerful. wanted to ask when Liu Mengyuan left last night, Liu Yaoxi really couldn't answer. Don't say when you will go back, even Liu Yaoxi, who came in Liu Mengyuan, can't tell clearly.

At that time, Liu Yaoxi was really emotional, but he never thought that Liu Mengxi would come to talk to him for this reason.

Liu Yaoxi washed his face and suddenly felt refreshed.

In any case, that is a thing of the past, and one always has to look forward, and cannot always dwell on the sadness of the past. Of course Liu Yaoxi understands this truth, who doesn't understand? But how many people can do it?

Thinking of this, Liu Yaoxi raised his eyes and looked at the mirror again, he didn't seem to be able to see himself clearly. In his eyes, he was in the mirror, his eyes were dead, and the whole person was lifeless, just standing in the mirror, staring at him.

Liu Yaoxi hurriedly blinked his eyes, his body couldn't help shaking, and he saw himself in the mirror with a little frightened eyes. Just now, was that me? Liu Yaoxi suddenly asked himself. Turns out, am I already dead?

Liu Yaoxi casually threw the washcloth onto the washstand and walked out of the toilet with heavy steps. He stretched out his left hand, looked down, and then tried to move it again. Nothing seems wrong. Liu Yaoxi moved again, making sure that he was indeed still himself, still staying in this world where there was nothing to make him nostalgic.

I don't know what they can do. Liu Yaoxi pursed his lips again after thinking.

……

It's time to go back today, shouldn't you make a plan or something? Liu Mengyuan stared at herself in the mirror in a daze. Forget it, anyway, the plan can't catch up with the changes. Liu Mengyuan quickly denied herself and walked out of the toilet.

It's been a business trip for more than half a year, and it's time to go home. Liu Mengyuan looked around the room and thought. It's a pity that some people can't go back, forever.

……

It wasn't long before all four of them sat down at the tables in their respective rooms again, eating their breakfast in silence.

The three of them ate so fast that they couldn't wait. They just want to act quickly, get out of here, go back, go back to the world that belongs to them, or the world they belong to. Here, all that can be felt is grief.

Even if there is no miracle, they are still deceiving themselves.

The three of them quickly finished their breakfast, and then just sat in their rooms and waited for the signal.

"Let's go." Just two words of indifference. Although they were used to hearing the sound, the three of them still felt very different.

Liu Yaoxi got up, walked out of the room, and saw "Xia Mengyou" and "Yun Feiyu" opposite.

"Let's go." "Yun Feiyu" said lightly. Liu Yaoxi and "Xia Mengyou" didn't speak, but just took steps slowly.

"It's still there, can you?" The vicissitudes of life sounded again. The three of them looked at each other for a moment, did not speak, and walked forward.

They walked into the tunnel again, and they had been in and out of this passage many times, but this time, it was the last time.

The three of them remained silent, walking forward like the walking dead as if they had no purpose. When they were all halfway through, Liu Yaoxi suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered that they seemed to be missing someone: what about Liu Mengyuan?

The two people in front also felt that the person behind them had stopped, so they stopped almost at the same time, turned around and looked at Liu Yaoxi with puzzled eyes, their eyes full of questions: What's wrong?

Liu Yaoxi's brain turned rapidly, and only then did he realize that Liu Mengyuan should be regarded as a group of people, not them.

Liu Yaoxi still didn't speak, just shook his head, indicating that it was nothing, and then motioned for them to continue walking.

It didn't take long for them to see the white light, the familiar white light. They now realize that they are not far from there. Still, they had to go through there. At first, "Yun Feiyu" was stunned and stopped slightly, but soon recovered, pretending to be fine, and continued to walk forward.

Although "Yun Feiyu" pretended to be fine, Liu Yaoxi and "Xia Mengyou" both knew the psychology of "Yun Feiyu", but their emotions were stronger than before.

Liu Yaoxi followed behind, looking at the white light in front of him moving forward, and also glanced at "Yun Feiyu" from time to time, he could understand the feeling of "Yun Feiyu".

They still couldn't escape it, and they came to this place full of grief. Just yesterday, here they lost a comrade-in-arms. And for "Yun Feiyu", it is not only his comrades who have been lost.

When he first stepped into this place, "Yun Feiyu" unconsciously looked at the ruins, the door that had collapsed, although he could no longer tell that it was the door.

The three of them still looked around first, the big white room was still a mess, after all, it was only a day. Memories came flooding back from the depths of the trio's minds at once, and every detail, every feeling, every thought, flashed quickly through their minds.

Liu Yaoxi still remembers his laser; "Xia Mengyou" still remembers that bullet; "Yun Feiyu" still remembers that explosion.

"Xia Mengyou" was the first to react, if they didn't leave, maybe they would not be able to hold back, especially "Yun Feiyu". So she was the first to take the step, towards the side door. Liu Yaoxi looked at "Xia Mengyou", and then at "Yun Feiyu" here, still did not break the silence, took a step, and walked out.

After a while, "Yun Feiyu" came back to his senses, but he still held back his tears and emotions and followed.

……