In the world of memory, Yang Qi opened his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The world of memories in front of me is different from anything I have encountered before.

Perhaps because this is the first time that Su Muqiong has been completely psychic to Su Muqiong's body, Su Muhua himself has no related common memories, so this memory journey cannot be watched and walked from a third-person perspective like before, but in the first person. No, not exactly in the first person, to be precise, it's like dreaming, there are two perspectives at the same time, one that is unique to oneself and one that is beyond oneself.

It is not only able to see what the aunt has seen on the spot, but also to be able to clearly reflect on the aunt herself. Speaking of which, Yang Qi felt as if she was the spirit behind her aunt in her memory, or something like a ghost on her upper body.

This world of memories in front of me is very special, although London and Cambridge thirty years ago are vividly and nuancedly displayed, but it has no color.

That's right, not a single bit of color.

The overall tone is close to Fang Hui's imitation of the Heavenly King's vision, but it does not have Fang Hui's depression and gloom. The world is made entirely of black and white, but it's not as weird as ghost movies, it's not as blurry as old black and white movies, and it's not like any kind of deliberately created visual work. This world, if I had to describe it, is empty.

Unparalleled hollowness.

Removing all impurities, discarding all additional meanings, the emptiness of absoluteness.

Through the eyes of her aunt, Yang Qi saw the Western countries in 1978, saw the world of flowers far beyond Chinese mainland at the same time, and saw people coming and going, and all kinds of faces. But all of this seems to be uncolored paintings, although the details are incredible, and every detail is exquisite, but for Su Muqiong, it has no meaning at all.

Because of Su Muqiong in her memory, her expression was empty and her heart was silent.

This emptiness and silence were so pure that Yang Qi could not experience any emotions from the first-person memories at that time. This state of affairs is naturally extraordinary, and it is by no means normal.

What happened to her? What happened to her after entering the Void Rift, how did she get through that blank two years?

These things are like the temporarily locked parts of the puzzle game, and they need to be deciphered a little bit. Yang Qi, as well as Qi Meng and Su Muhua, who can't see each other but are also attached to Su Muqiong's memory perspective like possessed ghosts, all know that the most important thing to do now is to find more clues and trace more memories.

As long as more memories can be channeled, the mysterious bond between Su Muhua and Su Muqiong will become stronger and more stable. Inspired by this mysterious connection, the Heart of Tiberium can eventually be found.

The first time she channeled Su Muqiong's new memory, the picture obtained was non-linear. It's like dismantling Su Muqiong's past into discontinuous fragments one after another, beating back and forth that makes people scratch their heads. But after patiently watching it for a while, Yang Qi gradually figured out some taste. She arranged the pieces in her mind like puzzles, and everything she saw was gradually connected.

In 1978, Su Muqiong was 16 years old. At this time, she had grown taller, but her physique was slender and thin. Thin and hollow, she walked among the tall Europeans and Americans, as if a weak green grass grew among the beasts drawn by stick figures, which made people feel pity and worry.

In June of that year, on a rainy day, she boarded a plane. The old-fashioned air ticket passed in front of her eyes, and Yang Qi saw it clearly: from Los Angeles to London.

It seems that my aunt was in the United States before coming to London, this is a clue, go back and see if you can find someone who understands the situation. 】

Recording one thought after another, Yang Qi continued to watch, feeling all the experiences of Su Muqiong at that time.

In the world of memories, a light rain is falling. The rain was naturally black and white, and the hurried travelers were also silent sketches. As a child in a poor ravine during the Cultural Revolution, this was naturally her first time flying. At the moment of seeing the plane, the plane in the black and white world seems to produce some special colors, and there are some strange information streams that seem to flow from the depths of consciousness. But before Yang Qi could figure out what the flow of information was, the color had faded away, like ink washed away by a torrent.

From the moment she sat down, the girl Muqiong began to read. The plane accelerated, lifted, flew up to the clouds, trembled and tossed in the air currents, flying from day to night, and from night to day, and the girl spent all the time reading except for the necessary rest.

It was some English textbooks, a lot of thick ones. The girl put what she didn't see to the right and what she saw to the left. In a journey, there are fewer and fewer on the right, more and more on the left, and each book is neatly stacked like a knife cut, with an inexplicable seriousness and rigidity as mathematical precision.

"How's your English learning?" A voice came from the girl's side, it was a young man, and his English tone and pronunciation were slightly aristocratic and ancient: "Come, look at this newspaper, can you understand it?"

A newspaper appeared in front of the girl's eyes, and she quietly took it and began to read it. The front page of that newspaper was printed with a public advertisement for the remake of Bruce Lee's posthumous work "Game of Death". The photograph of Bruce Lee in a classic yellow shirt takes up half of the page, and this photo has a faint color on it, but it immediately fades back to black and white.

The girl read the newspaper like a scanner at a glance, and did not let go of any corner of the place, and then she folded the newspaper neatly and restored it, put it on the left hand side, and then said lightly: "Yes." ”

The man sounded very happy: "So, you can understand what I'm saying, right?"

The girl's voice was as flat as ever, and her eyes never turned: "Yes." ”

"Great!" the man excited, "You know, if you want to learn a language, you can't just read a book." No matter how much grammar is learned in books, you must communicate with your mouth to be able to master and understand it thoroughly. So, put down the book and let's talk, Sophia?"

"Argument: It is through verbal communication that it can be thoroughly mastered - negation. The girl's logic of speaking was very strange, and there was no expression on her face: "Through reading and memorizing, I have mastered your usual language, which fully meets the needs of ordinary life." Proposal: Put down the book - refuse. In order to learn the next step, I have to accumulate more professional vocabulary, which is difficult to learn outside of books, so it is necessary to continue reading. ”

"Okay......" the man's voice was frustrated.

But the girl's words immediately turned around: "Proposal: Chat - Granted." ”

"Okay, look at your ...... Wait, grant?!"

"Granted. It is necessary to correct one's pronunciation and proofread language habits through practice. To sum up: two necessary matters at the same time. Without squinting, the girl did not hesitate to take out another book from the large stack on her right. She opened the cover, read it carefully from the preface, and at the same time said without squinting: "Please propose, what matters will be communicated next?"

"It's strange that you learn to speak, and it seems that you really need to correct your language habits. The man was helpless and happy: "Okay, okay, then...... Let's talk about the movie. I took you to see it a few days ago, what do you think of the movie?"

"The stand-ins are inferior and the special effects are cheap. ”

“...... I always think you're cute when you still can't speak......"

[I'll you, who is this man!] Looking at this interaction, it's clear that this man took his aunt to England. And the word "cute" has popped up, and it has a lot to do with my aunt!]

Yang Qi was quite interested in this man who only heard his voice and didn't see him, and desperately squinted his eyes to look over there. But the girl Mu Qiong didn't squint all the way, and she didn't look at the man at all. Yang Qi just stared out her eyes, and she couldn't see the picture outside the TV frame.

But she vividly remembered the hand that appeared in the field of vision when the man handed over the newspaper, which was a very healthy and beautiful left hand. Wheat-colored skin, slender and powerful five fingers, from the condition of the skin, muscles, and bones, Yang Qi instantly judged that the man's age at that time was about twenty-six or seventeen years old.

On the other hand, this left hand is also haunted by a faint color. This shows that this man was a relatively distinctive figure to the old aunt at that time, and he must have been involved with the old aunt, not to mention that he must have known the situation of the old aunt before coming to the UK.

Besides, the exotic girl who lives in a foreign country and the young man who guards the side, isn't this combination very interesting? Quick, let me see the face, let me see what this gossip hero looks like!

Yang Qi waited to see his face, and his hard work paid off, and the plane suddenly jolted violently on the clouds, and the entire cabin was screaming. The two stacks of books overturned with a clatter, and the girl Mu Qiong and the man immediately bent down to pick them up. The girl's face turned, and her vision moved with it, catching the man's figure little by little from her feet to her head.

It's close, almost to see the whole face!

- Pop, an overturned book crossed the line of sight, and one word in the book suddenly attracted all the attention. With this word as the trigger point, the memory fragments of the plane suddenly ended, and suddenly changed to the scene of the old aunt reading in the big library.

[It's grandma's leg, it's off at a critical moment!Give me back, go back to the scene just now!]

Yang Qi was going crazy, and the scene immediately changed again, but instead of changing back into the plane, he came to a familiar place - the old mansion in Orlando. Orlando was in black and white like passers-by, wearing the same clothes that the old man had just shown, and the furniture and seating positions were exactly the same as he had previously described.

[Is this the scene where you came to apprentice? Forget it, if you miss it, you will miss it, you can't force it. 】

Yang Qi comforted herself, pressed her temperament, and quietly watched what happened next.

But sometimes, fate is just that funny. When Yang Qi no longer expected to be able to see the man in a short time, the girl Mu Qiong's eyes turned, and a man appeared in her vision.

The man sat across from Orlando, dressed in a sophisticated suit, tall, handsome, bright, mature, with sun-like blond hair and sky-like blue eyes. He is the kind of handsome guy like a heartthrob, with an elegant demeanor that cannot be concealed and a chic and free temperament, all Hollywood male stars have to stand aside.

At the same time, he has the atmosphere of a son-in-law, a capitalist, a broad young master, a big boss, a dreamer and a doer. He is youthful and steady, his eyes are shining with lofty goals, but he has the tenacity to work tirelessly. He is in his most dazzling years, releasing the most brilliant light at every moment.

In a sense, he is very similar to Xiao Jingzhe, very much like Xiao Jingzhe who met him for the first time. It's the kind of image that comes from the inside out, from family background to education. The difference is that Xiao Jingzhe is more clear and reverent, and maintains awe of the morality in his heart and the starry sky above his head. This man, on the other hand, is more aggressive and has more beastly tension.

It's not a look.

Yang Qi has to admit that among the men she has seen in her life, there are really not many who can compare with her.

What's more, the man in the world of memory has a bright color on his body, like the only real life in this empty world. This alone fully illustrates his important position in the heart of his aunt.

[It's him, I think it's good! Auntie's flower messenger is indeed very handsome, well, it looks like a golden boy and girl, much more pleasing to the eye than the old man in Orlando. But after a while, Orlando seems to have said that who brought his aunt to him......?

A thought flashed through Yang Qi's mind, and at the same time, the man in his memory had already spoken.

"Hello Professor Kensington, please do not blame me for your visit. Although we have already spoken by phone, please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Adam—" The man smiled, as bright as the rising sun: "Adam-Zade." ”