We met on a deserted road, and in the middle of the night, he said that his car had broken down, so we talked together, but we hit it off as if we were good friends. Over the years, we've seen each other very rarely, but he's changed every time we met.

To become the person I want to be, who has all the elements I aspire to and admire.

The rich boy is erudite and knowledgeable, handsome and always fashionable and not exaggerated, and he knows how to speak and behave comfortably. But all that aside, Hugo is more like the person I want to be. He would take me into the factory late at night, lie on the roof of the building and watch Starlight drink, say outrageous things, and do things that were on the edge of the rules.

In my eyes, he is more like a starlight in the eyes of a child, brilliant and obsessive, out of reach......

"Coming to your senses?" He sat across from me and smiled at me, his handsome face as if it hadn't changed in five years.

"No...... This is a hallucination...... "I once saw him in my hallucination, so I subconsciously regarded this moment as my own hallucination." I've loved being in hallucinations, and I've been surprised by auditory and visual hallucinations from the beginning to the unusually calm at the end, to the end of the habitual.

"I am the same you used to be."

His words pulled me back to reality, I stared at him with the incredulity and disbelief written in my eyes, I shook my head and said, "Impossible, I have seen you so many times, and we have drunk and spoken together, and you say that you are the past me?" How is this possible? We all look different! ”

"Look......" His voice just sounded, but the figure disappeared in front of me, and then the words came from my ear, and he whispered, "Voice, everything is different for a person, but as long as the soul is the same, it is a person." ”

As he spoke, he took out a mirror and placed it in front of me, the mirror was horizontally placed, and it was wide enough to reflect the faces of both of us, but at this moment, I was the only one who appeared in the mirror, and I turned around in surprise, and Hugo was standing beside me, without leaving a single step. And at this moment, there is only me in the mirror, and he seems to be non-existent.

"How could you ......" I began speechless in surprise.

"Remember? Every time we met, it was just the two of us, and every time we ......"

His words seemed to open up those neglected places in the depths of my memory, every time we met, there was no outsider, we drank and chatted on the rooftop, talked about life, walked on the road in the middle of the night, and from the first meeting, we were never seen by a third person. The fat man had also heard of Hugo's name, and I said that it was a friend, and he would like to introduce him sometime. But I never had his address, I didn't have his phone, and I couldn't even find him.

It's like a fan, but it's a mystery that I admire and want to become......

The voice in Ba Xiao......shan's ears changed, and Hugo's voice changed one after another, from sharp to deep, but each sound matched most of the auditory hallucinations I had heard in my brain.

"These auditory hallucinations ......," I whispered.

"You started having auditory hallucinations in your brain five years ago, and at first you put it down to a reversal of luck, but have you ever thought about what if it wasn't because of the reversal of luck? Rather, I was speaking to you, just to avoid being noticed by you, so I changed my voice, reminded you to avoid the impending danger, and even once I was forced to temporarily intervene in a critical moment to save you from trouble. Of course, I used your body for that brief moment. "The more he said it, the more it felt real to me, and fear began to spring up in my heart.

This fear comes from the sudden shattering of everything that is familiar to oneself in the past, and the feeling as if there is a great conspiracy surrounding one's life, which has happened silently until the moment before it erupts, without warning, but when it does erupt, it is too late.

He put away the mirror and walked over to the chair in front of me and sat down.

There was a distance between us, but after knowing all this, I always felt that the distance between us suddenly disappeared, and he sat in front of me but seemed to be right next to me.

"A person's appearance changes over time, and fire, swords, and pistols can change a person's face. But there is only one thing that does not change, and that is the soul. In fact, strictly speaking, we are different, you are not my reincarnation, and I am not your past reincarnation. It's just that unfortunately, I fell into your soul, and after the devastation I fell asleep in the depths of your memory, and this time twenty years have passed. When I woke up, I tried to communicate with you, but the sudden appearance of auditory hallucinations quickly caused you distress and trouble. I found that this method could not approach you, and began to create the illusion of Hugo sitting in front of you. This face and this appearance is who I used to be. ”

I couldn't speak, and my whole mouth seemed to freeze. I can't open my mouth, and I can't make any movements.

"Originally, I wanted to tell you the truth later, I have no ill intentions, if you want we can share a soul, I will be a part of your consciousness, and use my former skills to help you. But I didn't expect to be forced out, so I decided to tell you everything anyway, and you can make your own decisions. ”

I lowered my head, the faint glow of the light bulb swaying back and forth overhead, and I fell silent for a moment, feeling cheated and yet being taken advantage of.

"Boy, make a decision, whether you want to be your old self or continue to be yourself. I, as a master, have never taken care of you, but I can smooth your heart once today. If you just want to be yourself, I'm going to erase this memory. From now on, you are yourself. The man sitting in the dark behind him spoke.

"We can coexist, I used to stand at the peak of the Daomen, I have a lot of knowledge to tell you, I can help you do a lot of things. Don't you want to take revenge on the Lingjia? With my help, it's not that hard! Hearing this, Hugo was a little panicked.

"Shouldn't you tell me before I decide...... Who are you? I asked, my anger suppressed in my voice, after all, no one wants to be played like a monkey.

"You want to know my past?" He asked again, seemingly in confirmation.

"Say it......" I nodded.

Sighing deeply, he smiled at me, and there was a bitterness on his handsome face, he handed over the cigarette and said, "Before telling the story, can you help me light a cigarette, I don't have a fire." ”

I flicked my fingers, and the flames lit up in my fingertips, and the burning flames illuminated his face as he approached, and the flames lit up the smoke, and soon the green smoke drifted out. Hugo took a sip and said: "Thank you, there was no such thing in my life, although this thing is poisonous, but it seems to have a great magic power that can make people can't help but smoke one, maybe it's a cigarette." ”

Filled with smoke, he crossed his legs, maintained a relatively comfortable sitting position, and said, "My story is very long, we have to start from the beginning." My name is not Hugo, my real name is Yu Sheng, I was born in the Chu State of the Warring States Period, my father was a doctor, I was the youngest in the family, when I was born, my father found a very famous stargazer at that time, he said to my father after seeing the celestial phenomena. I am not the dragon of the earth, but the god of the nine heavens. Although my father was overjoyed when he heard this, he was also worried, in such an era when wars were raging and the king's power was greater, I, the so-called god who fell from the nine heavens, would be eliminated as a great trouble. So my father sent me into the mountains to live in seclusion with an old man. That old man was my first master, and I learned the true side of this world from him. Far more complex and mysterious than the world sees. ”

Speaking of this, the expression on his face seemed to change slightly, and he unconsciously revealed a trace of pride, the kind of ethereal and mysterious that was as high as a god. I began to believe that perhaps he hadn't lied to me......