Yang Yunle thinks that all of this is the end of it, as for how to develop in the future, let's leave it to fate for the time being, he is tired. I just want to see the people I love.

"You want to go back? If I could go back, would I still be here? I have a memory myself, and I will synchronize your memory? ”

The black-masked man suddenly let out a contemptuous laugh, "The Ling Xiaocan you think loves you is just an illusion, including Guo Zai, who knows their true identity?!" ”

"What do you mean by that, I can't leave here, right?"

Yang Yunle's voice became trembling, he didn't expect that after jumping off the cliff, it would be like this, he thought that he could meet Ling Xiaocan on another small island, but he never thought that he would be imprisoned here.

"I don't think you can get out." The man in the black mask glanced at Yang Yunle meaningfully.

"Isn't it good here? If no one else can find us, you won't die. You're not, as the future you, that is, I will live well. I don't have to worry about someone killing you anymore. ”

Yang Yunle didn't expect that his future self would be such a greedy person for life and death, the key is that he missed Ling Xiaocan more and more deeply, and he didn't ask her about many things, and he wouldn't be willing to stay here obediently at all.

"What's going on with Flowerless Island? Why are all the people I know gathered there, and they are like they don't know me? ”

Yang Yunle couldn't help but ask, this was the biggest doubt in his heart so far.

"Flower Island, oh, take your time, we haven't gotten there yet. And I said, I don't know what kind of force I'm fighting against in order to save you, why are you in a hurry?! ”

The black mask is slow, and all the timelines have to follow him.

"Then what you want to say, you can say it quickly, you don't have to sell it all the time. If I knew that I would be like this in the future, I really might as well die. ”

Yang Yunle is telling the truth, although he has to admit that he is a master in research, but this way of life is a little too cowardly, not at all like a fiery and fearless self.

"You think I'm cowardly, don't you? I just want to live well, that's fine, right? The man in the black mask casually folded his hands together and moved his fingers slightly.

Yang Yunle only then found out that he was wearing a ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"You...... Are you married? And with whom? ”

Yang Yunle's eyes widened, because judging from the level of disgust he had just now, it was definitely not Ling Xiaocan. But if it wasn't for Ling Xiaocan, whom he loved deeply, who would it be?

"I'm not married, it's just that I can't take this ring off." The man in the black mask said lightly.

As he spoke, he pulled the ring forward vigorously in front of him, and sure enough, it didn't move.

"You may have no memory, rings are like this now, once you are engaged, it is not advisable for life."

There was still no trace of emotion in the words of the man in the black mask.

"Engaged?" But Yang Yunle clearly remembered that there was no such situation when he was engaged to Qin Yujia before.

"Yes, I was going to get married, but ...... Needless to say, I just want to live. Other people's affairs, emotional matters, have nothing to do with me. ”

The man in the black mask quickly changed the subject, which seemed to be an extremely painful memory for him.

"Then what do you want to say, hurry up, let me go after that." Yang Yunle was a little impatient, he didn't want to know these things, he just wanted to live in the moment.

"I used to think that when I was 20 years old, it was the beginning of my death, but it wasn't. The world has given me so many surprises. ”

After the black-masked man said this, he lowered his head and laughed at himself, "I don't even know that I am a person who has died thousands of times or tens of thousands of times." ”

"This ......" Yang Yunle didn't answer, quietly waiting for the man in the black mask to speak.

The black-masked man lit up the third glass curtain wall. The photo on the curtain wall is a teenager, to be precise, it looks like Yang Yunle is a teenager.

"Fifteen or sixteen, I remember I loved wearing those ripped pants back then." Yang Yunle saw the pants worn by the teenager at a glance, only a few years have passed, and of course he has a deep memory.

"Yes, sixteen."

The man in the black mask slid his bracelet towards the big screen, and the entire glass house became pitch black again.

It's just that Yang Yunle is not as scared as last time this time, he stands there, as if he has fallen into a space-time gate.

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Sixteen-year-old Yang Yunle passes by an undeveloped mountain every day after school, and the mountain descends from a cliff and has no bottom.

He is a little sensitive to medicinal herbs by nature, and occasionally goes up the mountain to see some medicinal flowers and herbs, picks them in his schoolbag and secretly presses them into specimens.

Of course, this was all done behind his father's back, because he was disgusted with him doing this, and repeatedly warned him to stay away from the cliff.

That day, he saw a very strange sapling growing at the very edge of the mountain, that kind of sapling was the kind of transparent leaves, Yang Yunle had never seen it. He approached with some curiosity, but he slipped and fell off the cliff without paying attention......

When he woke up again, he found himself back at home, lying on his couch.

He just felt that his head was heavy, and he couldn't remember anything about what he had just experienced, but it seemed to be very important.

The TV in the living room is still on, and the sound is very loud, which is the news of today.

"Today, a junior high school student in our city accidentally fell off a cliff in an undeveloped area and died on the spot...... Parents are grief-stricken......"

Falling off a cliff? This inadvertently involved Yang Yunle's nerves, and he frowned, such a familiar word.

The body of the boy in the picture is mosaic, and a middle-aged couple crying heartbreakingly next to it is supposed to be the boy's parents.

"Hey, that's pathetic." Yang Yunle couldn't help but sigh.

Jicai walked out of the bedroom and turned off the TV with a "snap", "Don't watch these negative news, it's uncomfortable to watch too much." ”

Yang Yunle muttered, "Isn't this wary of us?" What's so uncomfortable, strange, I just seem to have had a long dream, but I can't remember anything. ”

He shook his head and tried to recall, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Don't look at it again." Jicai's voice became trembling, and the hand holding the remote control board trembled slightly.

"Don't watch it, don't watch it, but Dad, are you making a fuss like this?" Yang Yunle's tone was a little dissatisfied, but he still had to listen to his father's opinion.

"Just don't look at it." Jicai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.