He watched her walk towards the door, and stopped talking.

The urge to speak filled his brain one moment, but the next moment it was stopped by him.

He's always been a very calm person, not swayed by emotions, and always handles everything with reason, always - at least for as long as he can remember.

Seeing her standing at the door and probing his brain, he was a little helpless and wanted to laugh. Although he thought she looked quite funny, it was better not to let him watch it anymore, anyway, no matter how long he watched it, he would not change his mind and say that.

So, you'd better go quickly, and don't get in my way here.

With that in mind, he reached out and pushed the figure into the door, controlling his strength to make sure he didn't push her down. In the next second, the figure had completely disappeared into the white void inside the door.

He still held his hand, but he couldn't see the person who pushed him away. After standing for a few seconds, he reacted and put his hand down, but a sourness suddenly rose in his heart, and then he pressed it hard.

What are you doing, aren't you used to this kind of life alone, that kind of stupid woman, it's just a drag on you, if it's just you, I'm afraid it's much simpler, what you care about is the pendant, not her.

He shook his head with a self-deprecating cry and laughter, admonishing himself in his heart, then raised his head and stepped resolutely into the void inside the door.

The scene broke through the void and came into view, the empty city, there was no one, and the night was thick.

He looked at the watch on his wrist and looked up at the skylight, which was the darkest hour of the night, and then the darkness would gradually become lighter, lighter, and more transparent, and then the first rays of dawn on the horizon.

It's just that, although the night is thick at this time, it is not dark where he is, and artificial lights surround him, but it is a pity that it does not make him feel any warmth.

A night breeze blew, and he felt a little cold, frowning, and he walked towards the stairs leading to the lower floor.

The brightly lit building, where everything is normal except for no one, is as if everyone has just disappeared. He walked down the circular corridor, and when he passed a bar, he subconsciously stopped to look at the wine rack behind the bar, and then turned his head to look at a window not far in front of the bar.

That's where the rats were solved, climbed up from this window? It's still pretty powerful, he thought.

Open the door to the stairwell, it was a long staircase, there was no end in sight, but after all, he had walked it several times, and he knew how long it was, a thousand two hundred and eighty steps, he had counted.

It's just that he used to walk by the light of a flashlight in the dark, but he didn't have the privilege of turning on all the wall lamps on both sides now.

He stepped up the stairs and counted down from one thousand two hundred and eighty.

Quiet, unbeatably quiet, only the rhythmic sound of shoes colliding with the stairs. But it's normal, I think he's the only one here.

It's just that there is no shortage of food and clothing, and there is no danger here, which may be considered lucky enough for him.

After all, he had been alone for an unknown number of years—if what he had experienced could be counted in years.

Two hundred thirty nine hundred seventy two hundred seventy-eight two hundred thirty-seven

"Mo Li" He suddenly and unconsciously uttered two syllables, and it was not until after he said it that he suddenly reacted to what he had just said, and then he remembered that the two hundred and thirty-seventh steps were the first place to rest when they climbed for the first time.

After standing in silence for a few seconds, he turned and sat down at the far right end of the stairs, leaning his back against the wall, where he had rested.

Leaning against the wall and closing his eyes relaxedly, he was slightly overwhelmed, not knowing what was wrong with him.

OverwhelmedIn the memories he still had, he had always been strong, rational and calm, no matter how difficult the situation was, he could find the best solution in a moment, so he had never been in such a situation, and he had never experienced being overwhelmed.

There was a moment of blankness in his mind, and he subconsciously raised his hand to hold the wolf tooth pendant on his chest, and only after doing this action did he react, and he was unconsciously affected by that woman. He had found out before that when the woman was nervous and flustered, she would hold her wolf tooth pendant, which was exactly the same as his own.

He frowned, wondering how the woman could have had such an impact on him in such a short period of time, grabbing the pendant and taking the necklace off his neck, he looked at the familiar pendant in his hand, thinking about the woman who had the same pendant as him.

"Mo Li" These two seemed to have magical powers, so he spit out softly unconsciously, but he was immersed in his thoughts and didn't notice it.

I don't know how many rooms he's been through, he really can't remember. But even though every room is different, what remains constant is that every room is extremely dangerous, and there is only one real person in every room. The reason why we say "real people" is because there are also "earthlings" in many rooms, people who carry the "e" logo and are created by the earth consciousness. It's just that the sign always tells him that it is not his kind, he only has himself, only one person.

How many memories can a person have? It's a complicated question. What people usually call forgetting is just not being able to remember, not really losing. Those "forgotten" memories are actually still in the human brain, and they are not completely gone. The human brain can store far more memories than people can experience and create, so theoretically, people can have all the memories of their lifetime.

But he's a special case, a special case that doesn't fit the theory. Because in this room where time stands still, he will not die of old age, as long as he lives is an endless reincarnation, his experience has long been far more than the experience that a person can get in a lifetime, I don't know how many times.

And these countless experiences have given him countless memories, and the amount of these memories is far beyond the scope of his brain. When the brain's storage is full, it begins to automatically delete in order to make room for new memories. The first to be deleted were naturally those forgotten memories, and what was left behind was what he could remember.

In this way, more and more memories were left that could remind him, which was equivalent to more and more of his experience, which was originally a good thing, until one day, the forgotten memories were also deleted, so the brain optimized again and began to delete the memories he could remember.

Unimportant memories that he didn't care about, and sometimes even random, began to be erased by the brain. As a result, his memories began to become confused, and although the recent experience of salvation would not be greatly affected, more and more memories completely lost their coherence and became broken fragments.

He didn't want that, after all, no one likes their memories to disappear suddenly, especially if he loses his most important memory, who he really is.

He lost his memory of his own existence, didn't know what his name was, how old he was, what he did, where he came from, and what friends he had. His memories of entering the room were erased, and he vaguely remembered that he had teammates since he entered the room, but he only knew a few fragments of what had happened, and there was no information about his identity.

And he couldn't remember why he was the way he was, why he was stuck here. He vaguely knew that his teammates had left and returned to the real world, but he had no clue why he was trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation.

He was in pain, but he had no choice but to live alone.

Suppose a person can live to be 100 years old, and all the memories of a hundred years old cannot fill the brain, so how many experiences does it take to fill a person's brain? He didn't know the answer, and could only vaguely deduce that he had been reincarnated here countless times—not an exaggeration, but a real countless number of years.

In fact, he no longer knows what he is living for, he just lives instinctively, struggling, painful, confused, and lonely, and living

Until I met her - Mo Li.

Maybe people really have a sixth sense, and the moment he saw her, he suddenly had a feeling, and a voice in the dark told him that it was his kind, not an "earthling".

There are no signs, and sure enough, there are no signs.

It was as if he heard his heart bursting, his blood rushing and all his senses and even every cell shouting excitement, announcing his excitement and happiness.

Alone! The same as him, real people!

It's been a long time since he's shown his emotions so openly, after all, no one will feel them even if they do, so all the excitement and pleasure are quickly contained in his heart, and on the surface he can only disguise it as a kind of wind and cloud that is almost ruthless and insensitive.

His emotions compelled him to draw close to his kind, and his intellect cried out for sinisterness, exploitation, and betrayal. The contradictions churned in his heart, but the more intense the trouble in his heart, the more cold and ruthless he responded to it on the surface in order to cover it up. It's just that this kind of cover-up is really not perfect, and occasionally he can't help but vent his feelings, and these slight emotions turn into a mockery under the effect of contradictions and continue to cover up.

And what really shattered his shell and made him unable to suppress his nature in his heart was the pendant - the wolf tooth pendant.

Exactly the same hemp rope, exactly the same knot, exactly the same shape, exactly the same texture. Everything confirms that she and he have the same pendant. Not just the same, but really the same pendant! The only clue that can find out who he really is!

Hes is also her pendant.