Except for that day, the man never showed up after that accident, but picked up that playing card.

Shi Xi can seriously determine that it is not an illusion, but a real thing.

But only 1 minute and 1 second passed, looking out of the passage, on the balls, thanks to the different stories, different people, and different personalities of the balls.

Sometimes she wondered why she wasn't in that mirror, but inside and outside looking at those people's lives.

The days that followed were still the same, and she collected the broken ones every day, turning them into a stationary clock.

However, she suddenly felt that the card she held in her hand, which was only half left, had a faint trace of temperature.

It made her feel very strange, and she wondered if something was going on.

Shi Xi, observing that card, but apart from the slightest trace of temperature that he could feel, nothing else happened.

Just when she thought nothing else was going on.

Suddenly she heard a voice, she turned her head to see, since it was the figure of that day, he looked at her with a slight smile, and this happy smile flashed in his eyes.

The same question was asked by the same person, the same sentence that she had asked.

"Who are you?"

Shi Xi was stunned, "Me?" The weak voice was also a little hoarse.

Only the one replied.

"Of course it's you, or who else can I ask?"

Oh, yes! She was the only one here, and there was never anyone else.

"My name is Shi Xi, what about you?"

"Fu Sihan"

As soon as the man spit out these three words, it was also in an instant, like white smoke dissipated.

Shi Xi was stunned, why did they disappear again, they had just spoken to each other, this was not an illusion but a reality.

But how did he get here?

He said that his name was Fu Sihan, and his smile really made her heart skip a beat.

I feel that seeing him, I have become a little different.

At this time, the half of the trump card in Shi Xi's hand felt that the temperature on it had dissipated and became a little cold.

This surprised her, could it be that she was able to meet him because of this thing?

But haven't you encountered it before?

Is this fate?

In the mirrors of the spheres, those people will say that this is fate.

But for her, the messenger of time.

Will fate really happen to her?

Shi Xi, patted her head, wasn't it the same just now?

From then on, whenever there was still temperature, that young man would appear in front of her.

Every time he only stayed for a while, he was going to be gone.

But each time he was able to come, it took longer and longer.

There was no one here, and now there was finally someone exactly like her.

Shi Xi couldn't help but rejoice in her heart, because she was no longer as lonely as before, and she could be accompanied by someone, just like what was said in those mirrors.

The most feared thing is to be lonely and lonely, to be in need of someone to accompany you.

She suddenly had some yearning and some hope, just like the stories in those mirrors, fate quietly began here.

Every day, he is very much looking forward to seeing the boy.

That half of the trump card began to warm up, and Shi Xi knew that he was coming.

She couldn't help but have some expectations in her heart, and what would he share with her this time?