This time, Luo Lei silently recited and systematically talked in his mind, lifting his transparent state.

The body slowly turned into a physical body, and he approached Marco and Ma Xingkong, and coughed lightly behind their backs, causing the father and son to turn back.

"Hello."

Luo Lei introduced himself again: "Take the liberty to disturb the two of you, I am Dr. Yuan, and I happened to pass by here, and I live in Orion Village not far away. ”

At this time, Ma Ke seemed to be a little distracted, just glanced at Luo Lei roughly, and then lightly "um" in response, and turned to face the grave of his wife Zhuang Yu.

Ma Xingkong here can also only be regarded as an NPC, and Luo Lei's arrival is obviously not in the program, so he did not react in any way.

"Old gentleman."

Luo Lei took a few steps forward, stood side by side with Marco, looked at the tombstone and asked, "Is this your wife?" ”

Marco looked a little sluggish, but he still nodded and replied, "Yes, her name is Zhuang Yu." ”

"Condolences and change." Luo Lei said in a deep voice.

"Really......"

Marco looked a little dazed and said, "Actually, she shouldn't have just left." ”

Luo Lei bowed slightly: "No one wants to let someone close to them leave like this." ”

"No...... The others she shouldn't have just left. ”

Marco of Xiao Suo repeated what he had just said.

Looking at his side face, Luo Lei sighed softly, thinking that he had just buried his deceased wife, and it was the time of gloom and sadness, so he didn't say anything more to him and turned to leave.

After staring at the house for a while, he thought to himself: The range of these jumps is nearby, why don't you go to the watchtower and have a look?

Immediately, he walked in the direction of the watchtower, which was not far away......

But after a while, Luo Lei walked to the door of the watchtower;

He didn't enter at the first time, because the sound of the waves under the cliff behind the watchtower attracted his attention.

"Here...... Is it the Sea of Ending? ”

Walking to the most edge of the cliff, Luo Lei looked out, and saw the coast about a kilometer away, the surging tide continued to have the back waves pushing the front waves, and the rows of waves rushed over, the sound was like thunder, and the momentum was like ten thousand horses galloping.

The sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed.

The deceased is gone, and there is a long way to go......

Looking at this sea, Luo Lei seemed to be able to empathize with Marco at this moment.

Touching the scene is certainly emotional, but he is not a poet, and there are still many things waiting for him to do;

After a short stay, Luo Lei walked to the watchtower, pushed the door in, and climbed the stairs until he reached the top floor.

The view from the top floor is better, and he can see the mountains and the ocean more clearly, but Luo Lei did not cast his eyes outside for even a second, but was completely attracted by the scene on the top floor!

It's full of drawings that look exactly like the basement! It's all painted rockets, all kinds of silver-gray rockets!

After rummaging left and right for a while, Luo Lei found the only orange rocket in a pile of silver rocket paintings.

"Do you want to activate the memory fragment and perform a timeline jump?"

The system sounded, Luo Lei immediately confirmed, and after the white light flashed, he jumped to the next scene.

When his gaze returned, he found himself back in the master bedroom when he first entered the linear timeline......

At this time, a woman in her fifties was half-lying on the bed;

Her appearance is not otherworldly, and her slender face has left the shallow marks of time; However, his hands are soft, his skin is like condensed fat, and although his beautiful eyes reveal a little tiredness, it is difficult to hide the quiet and elegant state, which can be regarded as natural beauty!

At the first glance of this woman, Luo Lei guessed her identity......

The Internet talent of the year, the smash hit NFT artist, Marco's wife, Ma Xingkong's mother......

Zhuang Yu!

And Marco was now sitting on the edge of the bed with her.

Luo Lei's first reaction was shock, and then he hurriedly meditated on the functions of the system, and instantly transformed himself into a transparent and invisible state;

"It's dangerous!"

At this time, the three of them are in the same room, and the distance is extremely close! Fortunately, this is a virtual world, and Marco, the owner of the memory, happens to have his back to him, otherwise it is estimated that it will cause a lot of fright to the old man.

After confirming that Marco did not find out, Luo Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

......

In the real world, Ma Xingkong saw this scene from a computer screen.

Rao has extracted hippocampal data for his father, and he has not seen this memory, but no matter how long it takes, seeing his mother's face again, as a son, he is still touched in his heart.

On the side, You Xiaobai also saw Zhuang Yu's appearance through the screen, and couldn't help but praise softly: "Little Brother Ma, Auntie is so good-looking!" ”

Ma Xingkong smiled softly at the corner of his mouth, which was a response.

In Xiaobai's eyes, the woman leaning on the bed seemed to be sick, but no matter from the perspective of her movements or state, the disease did not seem to affect her......

Xiaobai even felt inexplicably that the sickly look on Zhuang Yu's face and the relative calmness highlighted the lady's courage and calmness.

Zhuang Yu in the picture, holding a tablet computer and a capacitive pen in his hand at this time, seems to be drawing.

Beside her, Marco, who was still old, was quietly watching......

But I wasn't watching Zhuang Yu paint, but looking at her face;

His own expression was slightly anxious.

Unable to resist his curiosity, Xiaobai asked carefully: "Brother Xiaoma, is Auntie sick?" ”

I don't know if I don't want to answer this question, Ma Xingkong nodded, and after a long while, he spoke: "Mother, she ...... He died of heart failure. ”

Although his tone was calm, Xiaobai could still hear a strong sadness in it.

In the linear timeline, Luo Lei can hear the conversation between the two.

After learning of this fact, he was a little puzzled at first......

Judging from the current situation, although the aftermath of the "spiritual catastrophe" has also had a certain impact on Marco's family, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and with their current economic strength, they will never be so depressed that they can't even look down on the disease.

But the fact is that Zhuang Yu, who is suffering from illness, does not seem to have received any treatment, but simply lies in bed to recuperate; Soon after, Marco also died of illness.

This doesn't make sense! Even if under the catastrophe, human civilization has regressed, medical manpower is shortage, and many diseases are extremely difficult to treat, but the illness of loved ones will never be ignored!

The only possibility, perhaps, is ......

Just as Luo Lei was thinking, Marco on the side of the bed suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Yu, just listen to me this time and go back to Skyrim City for treatment......"

He held Zhuang Yu's hand that was painting, and said, "When the disease is cured, you can paint as long as you want!" ”

Zhuang Yu, who was held by Marco's hand, stopped his movements and said softly: "You know my wishes, and you should understand that I will not leave here and leave the 'pony'." ”

Immediately, she set the tablet aside and covered Marco's hand with her other hand.

"If you really understand me, you should let me stay here and take care of him with me!

Moreover...... After I leave, continue to help me take care of him. ”

Her tone was flat, as if she was saying something ordinary.

Hearing Zhuang Yu's words, Luo Lei felt even more confused.

"Why?"

Despite listening to his wife's words over and over again, Marco asked suspiciously.

"Because ......"

"That's where my happiness lies......"

Zhuang Yu's tone was gentle, but the persistence hidden between the lines made Marco unable to refute.

Immediately after, she picked up the tablet she had at hand and handed it to Marco;

When Mark took it, he asked him, "Look, what is this?" ”

"......" Marco frowned and stared at the flat screen, silent.

"I want you to tell me, what is this?"

In the face of Marco's silence, Zhuang Yu did not get angry, but continued to ask in a calm voice.

"This is a rocket, exactly like the one you drew earlier." Mark pressed the anxiety in his heart and replied.

Zhuang Yu nodded and asked, "What else?" ”

Stunned, Marco's lips twitched before he said, "This ...... This is a digital version of a rocket painting. ”

Zhuang Yu moved his eyes to Marco's eyes and looked at him, and continued to ask, "What else?" ”

"This rocket...... It's orange, unlike many of the silver-gray you've painted before. Mark replied tentatively.

Hearing this answer, Zhuang Yu's eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy, but he still asked again: "Yes!" And what's more! ”

Her body began to move closer to Marco, one hand propped up on the bed, and she looked a little emotional.

But......

Mark didn't go any further.

His face was full of doubts and incomprehension, and he looked at his beloved wife, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

He really didn't understand why Zhuang Yu asked him this question again and again; And it's not the first time this has happened!

But no matter how he answered, it didn't seem to be the answer his wife wanted to hear!

"I ...... Are you thirsty? I'll go downstairs and pour you a glass of water. ”

As if he didn't know how to face Zhuang Yu's reluctance, Marco could only divert the topic and leave the room temporarily to calm each other down.

Seeing this, a look of disappointment appeared in Zhuang Yu's eyes, but it was only a flash and did not let her husband notice it.

Then she lay back on the bed, picked up her tablet again, and resumed drawing......

......

When Marco left the bedroom, Luo Lei found that the space seemed to stop the flow of time.

At this time, Ma Xingkong's voice said: "The owner of the hippocampal memory leaves this space, and this space naturally does not belong to his memory, Brother Luo, leave quickly." ”

Hearing his prompt, Luo Lei walked out through the door, and then followed Marco down the stairs to the kitchen.

Marco took out the cup from the cupboard and was fetching water for Zhuang Yu; And Luo Lei was looking around the room again......

At this moment, a glass jar on the dining table caught his attention.

Luo Lei walked in and found that it was a bottle of pickled cucumber.

"My father used to be a vegetarian and often ate pickled cucumbers for rice......

In his ear, Ma Xingkong said: "But as I said before, then I don't know why, he began to be willing to eat meat again." ”

"Hmm...... Generally speaking, it is difficult for a vegetarian who has been a vegetarian for many years to become interested in meat again, but that doesn't mean anything. ”

Thinking in his heart, Luo Lei tried to reach out and touch the glass jar......

Then, the system tone prompts again!

The white light returns, and the timeline jumps forward again.