Volume V, Chapter 34, Forgotten Memories (II), December 2119

For a long time, Sima Aya knew that she had never felt that she was a woman, so she couldn't do anything about Dancy thinking that she was her mother.

In short, not for some noble purpose such as maternal love, she just instinctively protected this little girl, she was very strange, this little girl didn't even look like her childhood self who often appeared in dreams, but she just liked her.

At the moment when Dancy called her mother, she suddenly thought a lot, and in seconds, all the things in her past memories came to her mind, if it is a great human nature for adults to protect children, then why is it a beast instinct for an adult wolf to protect its cubs?

Sima Aya was very surprised by these thoughts that popped into her head, they didn't even seem like her own thoughts, and there was no book that inspired her to think about this kind of problem.

The only thing she cared about was that she would only get more and more unsafe to stay in this house. Dancy thinks that there are ghosts in the room, and no one else thinks so, especially the slime, and if the slime knows about it, he may come in with the army the next day.

Life is like this, every little girl who has lost her parents may have to face another lewd guardian uncle alone, Sima Aya wants to leave like this, but she still has something that she can't rest assured. After staying in this house for a long time, she gradually felt that she was a member of this family.

But she didn't have a family, and after entering the National Security Bureau, she rarely contacted her parents, and she knew that if she lived like an ordinary person, got married and had children, she would not be in the here and now.

Looking at the note left by Dan Xi, she felt a hint of blindness, the first time, when she and Yang Yi came to this strange country together, it was to avenge her brother, but now, is Zhang Xiaozhu who killed her brother still alive? Through the "green card" virus, she couldn't find any clues, Zhang Xiaozhu, or Yang Yiyi.

Sima Aya was not dead, but she felt that she was dead, because at this time she felt that her life had lost its direction, and she herself had changed into a lonely ghost wandering in this country—a lonely ghost without a shadow.

That night, Sima Aya came to Slime's house again, and the moonlight shone into Slime's bedroom through the window, but Sima Aya's shadow could not be seen. In the bedroom, the slime is sleeping soundly, a man who is asleep in alcohol anesthesia, and Sima Aya senses that his dream is empty - dreamless sleep, which is good.

So, Sima Aya entered some stories into his dreams, telling him to become kinder, persuading him not to have evil thoughts about the little girl, and God praised him for describing the beauty of heaven to him, while the demon threatened him to show him the horrors of hell.

The next night, Sima Aya came to his bedroom again and had a feeling with him, and this night, the slime was still in a dreamless sleep, and he was drunk and fluffy. That night, Sima Aya disguised himself as his late mother in a dream to teach him. That night, the slime woke up from his dream to find himself in tears. He went to the bathroom to wash his face, and he saw that he was so ugly in the mirror, and Sima Aya sensed that some subtle changes had occurred in his heart, subtle, but I believe that it was long-lasting.

Another night, on a rainy night, the air raid sirens sounded, and the infrasonic towers in the town were activated again.

This night, Sima Aya was lying in the "coffin", uneasy, panicked, life had no direction, the air in the town was really suffocating, everyone was alive, but there was no life, just waiting for death...... She wanted to drink herself, but in the end she didn't.

Eventually, in extreme exhaustion, she fell into a dream.

The dream is still when she was a child, in her own bedroom, she stood in front of the mirror and saw herself in the mirror, a beautiful little girl in a cute but not gorgeous dress, holding a doll in her hand.

She suddenly realized that the doll looked exactly like Dancy. So, she realized, very calmly, that Freud was right, that adult love-hate motives were also rooted in childhood memories, and that she liked Dancy because, she used to have a doll.

The dream is very clear, this doll's eyes, nose and five views, Sima Aya can see very clearly.

Again, the self in the mirror stretched out her hand to herself, and she, holding the hand stretched out in the mirror, was then taken into the world of the mirror.

In fact, for a moment, Sima Aya asked herself in a dream, why didn't you bring her to my world, to the world outside the mirror? Why should I go inside the mirror? However, Sima Aya B in the mirror seems to know everything, everything in the mirror, everything outside the mirror, so she is not interested in everything outside the mirror.

She had no reason to come out into the world.

On the contrary, Sima Aya is full of curiosity about the world in the mirror, and she always feels that the world outside the mirror is dead in both dreams and reality. But the world in the mirror has infinite wonders waiting for you.

Dream Mirror, the World in the Mirror:

Sima Aya and B came to the mirror, still the same as last time, the world in the mirror seemed to be a ship's cabin, an old cabin, rusty in many places.

"However, the core cabin is not rusty," B explained to Sima Aya, who here plays the role of a guide, a free guide, free of charge, but Sima Aya has always felt that she has a bigger conspiracy. "It's a spaceship."

"The cloning pod hasn't been used for a long time," B pointed to the rusty iron doors, "and it's barely used since the spaceship set sail." ”

Sima Aya instinctively wanted to ask why, but she didn't ask. She wanted to see it first, and she didn't want to see anything to get to the bottom of it, which seemed unstable. After all, she always felt that this B, who was exactly the same as herself, had some conspiracy, and when she asked her, she didn't necessarily tell the truth.

"Oh, the spaceship." Sima Aya muttered, "That must be big, is it a battleship?" ”

"Of course, human beings fly to space, even if there is no other enemy in space, it will definitely be a war, space itself is the enemy, and weapons must be prepared to deal with meteorites." B said.

Sima Aya and B walk in a hallway, which is closed. The hallways were lined with those slightly rusty air valves – no portholes. Sima Aya guessed that this must be in the central axis of the spaceship, so there was no porthole.

"I want to go to the bridge!" Sima Aya said that if this is really a spaceship, then there must be a bridge.

"Bridge?" B looked a little puzzled, stopped, and looked at Sima Aya.

"What? A spaceship without a bridge? Sima Aya questioned, "Still, you don't understand what a bridge is." ”

"You mean...... B's cheeks thought, "Command Center, right?" ”

"Yes, of course it's the command center," Sima Aya said angrily, "You don't think it's a bridge over a big river." ”

"Oh, I can't be blamed for that." B said, slightly aggrieved, "It's a very old word. ”

(Bridge is an old word, isn't it.) Sima Aya was a little surprised, (How old can it be?) 100 years or 1000 years? ）

"What time is this? What years" Sima Aya asked, she subconsciously felt that this spaceship was not like a contemporary space facility, nor did it look like a space station, because the internal space was very large, and there was no secret equipment arranged around.

"More than 5,000 years have passed, relative to your time." B said, no surprise, no enthusiasm, but numbness. Sima Aya feels that 5,000 years seems to be nothing ordinary for B.

Her gaze swept over Sima Aya, as if she was looking at an ancient ape.

This gaze is not the gaze that should come out of the eyes of a little girl, but like the gaze of an old man, calm, calm, and seeing through everything.

"What the hell are you bringing me here for......" Sima Aya said a little angrily, but she soon found that her worries were unnecessary.

(This is in a dream, she can't kill me in a dream.) She thought.

"I have no ill will." B said simply, "I can't do anything to you in a dream, any big stimulus is nothing more than to wake you up." You don't think I'm killing you and you can cheat you out of life insurance premiums. ”

(Life insurance?) Sima Aya sneered, "Life insurance doesn't cover space accidents. ”

Soon after, the two came to the bridge, a large, flat hall cabin with huge portholes embedded in the surrounding hull, forming a ring of glass. The equipment in the bridge looks very advanced, with various displays and various buttons for various devices, and a captain's seat in the center of the hall, which is a very classical spaceship bridge design.

The hall of the bridge is large, the size of a basketball court. Sima Aya thought, it would be nice if it was a swimming pool, she usually likes to swim and exercise.

Through the porthole, Sima Aya saw the space outside the window, the stars, the sun of this galaxy, and the mother star, Tran.

The huge figure of the planet Tran covers half of space, which is spectacular.

"We're in a geosynchronous orbit on Tran, aren't we?" Sima Aya asked B.

B glanced at Sima Aya, and the meaning expressed in his eyes was, do you still need to ask about this matter in front of you?

The star Tran, under the light of the sun, is divided into two different parts of light and dark, two hemispheres, the hemisphere where the sun shines is day, and the other hemisphere is night.

Once, Sima Aya had seen on simulation software such as GOOG Earth that the lights on the dark side of the Tran Star, on the continent, the metropolis and the city cluster, were lit on the surface of the dark planet, dotted with stars, or connected together like veins, like beautiful patterns embroidered with glowing gold threads in black brocade, which attracted reverie.

But simulation software is simulation software after all, and the details that software can simulate are still limited compared to reality. Sima Aya has never had the opportunity to watch those millions of square kilometers of beautiful embroidery from space with his own eyes, and then silently recited the names of those cities that never sleep, and felt extremely proud and proud of the great productivity and creativity of the human beings in Tran.

But, no, nothing, nothing to see.

Why?? A huge question mark rose in Sima Aya's heart, she looked out of the porthole, and kept asking B with her gaze.

"The city, it's gone, isn't it?" B laughed.

"yes, why?" Sima Aya asked.

"Looks like your eyesight is still good, I thought you wouldn't have noticed the problem so quickly." B said.

"Is it under the clouds? So can't be seen. Sima Aya said, she subconsciously looked for clouds on the surface of the planet, but it was obvious that there were no clouds. If there are clouds, the light of the city should also be able to shine through the gaps in the clouds.

"This is the ...... of this era," B said thoughtfully, and she looked ahead again, visibly lost in her memory, "There are no more cities on the surface of the planet. ”

No more cities? Sima Aya still can't believe it, where has the city gone? She inexplicably felt that at some point, a huge black hand must have stretched out from the void and ruthlessly tore away the cities on the surface of the planet, along with the earth's crust.

"Now that the surface of the planet is desert, Tran is dead." B said, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

(Tran is dead, then, what about humans?) Sima Aya thought subconsciously, although she wasn't sure what B was talking about.

Tran is dead, then, what about humanity?

(End of chapter)