It was late after eating, and everyone had washed and slept.

Mu Jiu lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, his eyes gradually lost focus, and his thoughts no longer knew where to drift.

Eventually, his eyes closed and he fell into darkness.

"Protection Order No. 8 Lifted, Protection Order No. 8 Lifted......"

A white light lit up, and the originally dark world gradually became brighter.

The scene in front of me gradually became clearer.

A little girl lay on the ground, and as countless figures attacked her in the infinite death loop of the radio, all that could be seen was blood.

Countless figures intertwined to kill each other, and finally calmed down the moment the little girl picked up the gun.

A faint voice sounded softly on the radio, "It's really their daughter." ”

The scene in front of me keeps switching, every day is blood and killing, dark day, no end day.

Every scene is intermittent, but undoubtedly brutal and cold-blooded.

Mu Jiu woke up in an instant, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

I don't know how long it took, until the sunlight came in through the window and shone on Mu Jiu's face, Mu Jiu subconsciously blocked his eyes and came back to his senses.

It's the dream that has haunted her for four years again!

Mu Jiu raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, she had wondered if this dream would be related to her disappearance two years ago.

But her memory contained a complete set of memories of the two years she had been missing.

Although she felt that the memory in her brain had never happened, it was indeed in her memory.

It seems that in those two years, she was just kidnapped to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and she was happy, and simply passed two years, and then ...... Temperament has changed dramatically.

She knew it didn't make sense, but she hadn't thought of a plausible explanation for those two years of discordant memories, and a way to crack the dream that had been shattered.

Because her intuition told her that there must be a huge conspiracy behind this dream, and even that this conspiracy might revolve around her, and she was afraid that she would be the trigger for this conspiracy.

Her brain and the memories of those two years of disobedience never fused together.

It may have been speculation at first, but four years on, the dream began to play in her sleep an infinite number of times just as she returned on her 14th birthday.

So, she was almost certain that the memory must have been implanted in her memory, and the real reason for her change in temperament was the dream that had not yet been cracked.

But how was it implanted?

After all, it didn't cause any adverse effects on her and left any sequelae, and the dream hadn't been completely sealed, so it must not be a very extreme approach, such as chip implantation.

What's the solution?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mu Jiu's head, but before she could catch that flash, Leng Jun's knock sounded outside the door.

"Xiao Jiu'er, have you woken up, come down to eat."

Mu Jiu responded perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll come down immediately." ”

My thoughts were interrupted and I thought about it again, but I couldn't remember anything.

Mu Jiu was a little stingy after washing and dressing, and then pushed the door out, Leng Jun was still leaning outside the door, shy, "Xiao Jiu'er!" ”

Mu Jiu trembled, "You still call me Mu Xiaojiu, otherwise I think you're very greasy!" ”

Leng Jun: "......"

Brother Mu Jiu patted Leng Jun's shoulder kindly, "You don't have to learn how others call me, and you don't have to learn from others to be so gentle and gentle to me, you have always been a special existence, after all, I like you like this stupid look." ”