Back in my room, I slumped on the bed, and it was clear that this person had clearly locked on me, but now he probably didn't know how I got out of here, trying to pressure me to confess.

He won't give me much time to think about it, and if my suspicions are true, I may not have much time left.

I have to figure out what the truth is as soon as possible.

When it was time for my lunch break, I entered another world again in a trance.

This time I came to a dirt path in the middle of the field, and the ears of rice in the rice field beside the road were already drooping heavily, and the color had turned golden yellow.

Miss Dai said that the name of her company is "Sweet Memories", and I am now anxious to find the location of that company, because my intuition tells me that the company is likely to be closely related to me, but now it seems that this time I have deviated too much and run to the countryside.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, the sun stayed quietly in the direction of two or three o'clock in the afternoon, except for a breeze blowing, everything was peaceful.

I turned around and was amazed to see that this place was not near my house!

That's right!

It was near my house, and I hurried in the direction of our village.

I was a little excited, I was so familiar with this area, I could walk here almost with my eyes closed, and I knew every mud pond, every path, and what special rocks were protruding on the way.

Soon I flew over our village, but not a single person in the village could see it, where did they go?

The situation in the village is still the same as when I left, it hasn't changed at all, am I in the real world now?

I floated gently to the ground and slowly walked towards my home.

It was so quiet, it didn't look the same as I remembered, it was just too quiet, as if time had frozen, everyone was gone, only the tiled house was still there.

I entered my own house, the door was locked, and there was no one in the house, I entered my room, and looked at everything in the room, and a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness rose in my heart, this is where I grew up, and every little thing in the house was played with by me, and there was a small mud boat on the windowsill, which was made of white mud that my classmates and I ran to a river far away when I was in elementary school.

There is also a gourd smaller than a fist next to it, which I planted with my own hands, and I paid a lot of money to grow this gourd. When I was in junior high school, I developed a strong interest in growing flowers and plants, and I was especially eager for gourds, but I was never able to make gourd seeds germinate.

Once on the way to school, I saw a gourd seedling growing under someone else's shed, so I excitedly found a small stick with thick fingers to dig the gourd seedling, carefully pried the soil around the gourd seedling, and when the gourd seedling was about to dig out, I grabbed the gourd seedling with my left hand and pried it with a stick, but accidentally poked the stick on my left index finger, and suddenly a stinging pain in my left hand, picked up my left hand to see, a stream of bright red blood spurted out.

That's when I realized that the smooth little stick was a thin hollow glass tube, and the tube was full of mud to make it look like a stick.

I was frightened, and quickly pinched the wound with my other hand, and did not forget to bring this gourd seedling, and hurried home to ask my father to help me deal with the wound. The wound was difficult to stop bleeding, because it hurt the small artery on the finger, and finally it was wrapped in several layers and finally stopped, but I didn't think that a piece of glass was left in the wound, and when the wound was healed, I found that as long as the hand was clenched into a fist, the finger would be in severe pain, and this piece of glass gradually moved nearly 2 centimeters in the next two years, and finally was hooked out from another place by me with the tip of a needle on the compass.

In the end, the gourd seedlings that were exchanged for pain finally grew up, planted in flower pots and carefully cared for, and finally produced three small gourds, two of which were given away and one was kept for himself.

I looked at the gourd silently and thought to myself, is all this a fake?

I don't believe it, I really don't believe that so many vivid memories are fake.

I left the house and confirmed that there was indeed no one in such a large village, and that they had really disappeared.

What about my parents?

Where are you at the moment?

Am I in a dream now?

I'm going to that world now, and that's where I have the answers I want to know.

"Sweet Memories Company, where the hell are you!"

At this time, I seemed to see the four neon tubes of sweet memories, and the scene around me quickly became trance, and in an instant I came to the sky above a big city, and it was the middle of the night.

Directly across from me was a tall office building, with neon lights flashing on the roof, and the words "sweet memories" were particularly glaring.

I was immediately excited, most of the rooms on the floor had no lights, and only a dozen or so rooms were still lit.

I casually found a window with the lights on, it was a conference room, the lights were on a few times, but there was no one. I flew away and found another room, which was an office with about a dozen offices.

A woman in business attire, leaning against a desk partition with a coffee cup, chatted with a man in a suit sitting in a chair.

I crept through the windowpane and tried to get attached to them, but tried several times without success.

"Will you go tomorrow when the company organizes mountain climbing?" the woman asked the man.

"What about you? If you go, if you do, I'll go. The man replied.

"What if I don't go?" the woman asked with a smile.

"Then I'm not going either, I'm too tired to climb the mountain!"

"Am I so popular, you have to follow me. The woman smiled even more.

At this time, the man stretched his head in the direction of the woman, pretending to smell the smell.

"I hate it~!" the woman laughed so hard that she almost spilled the coffee in her cup.

"Are you men like that?"

"Yes, go back and ask your husband if he thinks that's the same. The man said with a hippie smile.

"It's not as good as a castration, it's not as reliable as a robot. The woman giggled.

I felt sick and turned back, and I must have been interested in continuing to eavesdrop on each other, to see if they were just having an affair with each other, or if they had already developed an adulterous affair, but now I really had no interest at all, and hearing about these things only made me feel more uncomfortable.

I changed rooms again, and there was a woman in this room with her back to me looking up something in front of my computer, and I tried to unite her, and this time it worked, and my vision switched to her.

That's when I realized that she was wearing a pair of 3D glasses, and she switched the perspective to the computer for a while, and the perspective to the 3D glasses for a while.

The perspective inside the 3D glasses is a God's perspective, and in this perspective you can fly around like me, but you can come and go more freely than me, and the place where you come and go is a world that looks like the real world.

She kept switching between different scenes and worlds, and suddenly arrived at the magical world, watching a large group of warriors fighting evil dragons, suddenly switching to the western cowboy era and watching the cowboys fight each other's guns, and suddenly switching to the ancient battlefield and watching thousands of troops charge.

Then switch to a non-3D glasses perspective and make some notes on your computer.

"It's broken. "I tried to talk to her in my head.

"Huh?" she noticed my thoughts in her head.

"No. 1817. I hinted at her.

"Huh?" she wondered, opened a software in her computer, typed in the 1817 query, and came up with a long list of 1817-related content.

This comes out of a very long form, the first column is the server serial number, the second column is the ID number, the third column is the name, followed by gender and age and other information.

I saw my name as she flipped down.

"Wu Zi. I hinted at her again.

She clicked on Wu Zi's line again as I hinted.

Then the screen pops up with very detailed information.

"Name: Wu Zi

Gender: Male

Status: WFR

Employer: Xiao Wei

Archived on: September 16, 2044

ID：XNR2044100101081817

Date of birth: October 29, 1979

Location: 118.97874, 29.737834

HEIGHT: 175CM

World: ST-CN0108

Father: Wu Jianguo

Mother: Chen Meizhen

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There are many other details about me that follow, but that's not what I'm anxious to know.

"Wu Jianguo. I continued to hint at her.

He clicked on my father's name and popped up my father's profile.

Name: Wu Jianguo

Gender: Male

Status: R

Employer: Xiao Wei

Archived on: September 16, 2044

ID：XNR2044100101081817

Date of birth: April 3, 1954

Position: 0,0

HEIGHT: 172CM

World: ST-CN0108

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"There seems to be something wrong with this Xiao Wei. I hinted at her again.

She clicked on Xiao Wei again.

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Client's Name: Xiao Wei

Gender: Female

ID：P330620201805108282

Contact number: 139512362168

Address: No. 92, Donghai Garden, XX Road, XX City, XX Province

Archived on: September 16, 2044

Account balance: $123,200

Total Deposit: RMB 1,480,000

Virtual name: Xiao Wei

Status: N

Date of birth: October 16, 1983

Location: 121.601182, 29.863791

HEIGHT: 163CM

World: ST-CN0108

Couple: Wu Zi

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I see.

Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei, it turns out that I was really born for you.