Chapter 845: The Drama of Reincarnation (16)

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(Foreword)

The first meeting was a predestined reincarnation.

(Text)

On June 30, 2050, the entire island exploded with a thunderous explosion that shook the sky. A deadly poisonous gas leaked out of nowhere, filling the entire island and enveloping it in death.

June 1, 2050, in the waters away from China.

I can't believe it, and I can't believe it's the case. It wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes that I finally solved some of the mysteries of the past - why Arthur would say that to me when I was on an uninhabited island, why Xiaoyu and Arthur felt so close, why her favorite was "Grave's Travels", etc.

It was only at this moment that I finally saw the truth of the matter, it turned out that Arthur was not Arthur, Arthur was Char of the previous world; And Char is not Char, Char is Arthur of the previous world.

But among the countless previous worlds and countless previous worlds, who is the real Char and who is the real Arthur, or are both real Arthur and both are the real Char? When I saw the soul of Arthur and Char's face lying in love with me in a boat, I had no idea why.

Now I don't even know who I am, is it Char or Arthur?

And yet when I looked at her, or was it him? When the side face is asleep, the feelings in my heart rise again, and I can't stop wanting to get close to him/her, so I guard him/her, and protect him/her like this.

My tears fell, and it was only then that I realized who we were, and what did it matter? No matter who we are, those experiences in the past cannot be replaced, and the process of falling in love is sincere, and these cannot be erased by time, the world, and gender.

I smiled slightly, gently stroked her face with my hand, and whispered in her ear: "Congratulations Arthur, you have managed to return to June 1st again, there is still hope for the world we are looking forward to, I will watch you, and keep watching you until the day you succeed." โ€

Arthur slowly opened her eyes, she looked at the world in confusion, and at her hands, she felt that everything was so strange, because she no longer remembered everything, she had lost all the memories she had before.

And beside her, Char, who had the face of Arthur in the previous world, looked at all this in amazement, and began a journey with her to experience several worlds again.

Arthur, who turned into a blank again like this, after experiencing several different worlds with Char, Char seemed to gradually understand something, and after the last finger scratching the door, they returned to June 1st again.

And this time, the beginning is the same as the beginning of the plot I experienced at the beginning.

Arthur couldn't think of anything, but fear crept through her heart.

Along with the fear was a pain that tugged at the heart, as if it had lost something, as if it was screaming, it stretched out its hand to grasp the only light, but the light was far away from it, and it slowly sank into darkness.

The rocking of the boat woke her up, and when she slowly opened her eyes to see what she saw, she was already adrift on a small boat that was heading somewhere. The boat "creaked", and from time to time water seeped in.

"Hey, where are we going?"

Arthur asked, looking at Char, who was sitting next to her.

Char turned her head to me, her expression so shocked that she stared at her for a long time.

"Is there anything on my face?" Arthur scratched his head, touched his cheek, and asked embarrassedly.

Char shook his head, calmed down for a moment, looked at Arthur's face and said, "Char, I'm not looking at your face. It's just that you, who were exiled with us, now seem to have lost your memory, and ask this kind of knowingly asked question. โ€

"Char? Exile? โ€

No matter which two of these four words were combined, she felt extremely unfamiliar and couldn't remember it at all. "Yes...... When this kind of thing happens, anyone will be stimulated and don't want to think about it. โ€

Char muttered to himself, sighed deeply, forced out a smile, and explained to her: "The seven of us, since we can remember, have been locked up in an underground research room as the object of realization. Originally, our lives would only die like a pack of white rats. However, because the "eighth" was killed, the "Queen" took all the blame out on us, throwing seven of us test subjects onto the boat and banishing them to this unknown sea. Perhaps, this is her punishment for us, wanting us to be in despair...... Die. โ€

Arthur listened to the woman's explanation, not knowing the truth of her words, nor remembering the slightest thing about the past, but looking at the endless sea, which seemed calm, but hidden waves.

Wave after wave, wave after wave, hit, drenching the men and women on board. But they didn't dodge, they didn't move, they just sat there, as if waiting for death.

The ship was filled with despair, and little by little it permeated the ocean. Everyone's face was as dead as ashes, and there was not a moment of joy at all.

Under the influence of the waves, the wrecked boat became more difficult to resist the influx of the sea, and it was afraid that it would not last long before it would break, and they all fell into the sea and died in this unknown sea.

The waves grew louder and louder in her ears, and she slowly closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the wood beginning to crumble.

"Click, click......"

"Char, look! There's a small island up ahead! โ€

Char stared into the distance, suddenly stood up excitedly, pointed to the island looming in the clouds, and smiled at me.

Char suddenly took Arthur's hand, and tears flowed wantonly: "Too...... That's great. Now, this time it won't die at all. โ€

Seeing Char's laughter and crying, the contrast was so great, Arthur couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his hair, comforting her:

"It's all gone, it's all gone...... The main thing is that we are all alive. โ€

Char felt the temperature coming from Arthur's palm, the tears stopped, and he looked up at Char: "Your hand is still warm, although you have lost your memory temporarily, but you can't forget me." When Char said this, he suddenly leaned into Arthur's ear and whispered, "I'm Arthur, the only person you can trust." โ€