With doubts in her heart, Nan Xian simply didn't sleep, and after returning to the room, she recorded the first three cycles in detail on paper and compared them carefully.

Although the first two cycles were extremely surprising because of her different choices, the general trend and development trend were regular, and the whole event almost revolved around her alone......

It's like a stage play with her as the main character, and the spotlight falls on her.

This is what makes her feel that something is wrong, life is not a stage play, how can she be the protagonist of someone else's life? At this moment, she jumped out of her narrow vision to look at these things from the perspective of a bystander, and suddenly realized that these two cycles seemed to be carefully arranged, and every step she took stepped on the stone that the people behind the curtain laid for her in advance.

The third cycle seemed much more normal, and there were even a lot of people she had never seen before.

If you compare each loop to a copy in the game, then the first two times are trial and error when the player doesn't get the key clues, and the game will be restarted after the mistake, and the third time is the actual level that the player completes and moves on to the next level.

So, in the third cycle, what move made her "clear" smoothly?

Nan Xian's eyes burned, her eyes fixed on the paper on the table, her index finger constantly moving back and forth between the two rows of characters.

"Key clues...... Which one is the key clue? ”

Suddenly, just as she was concentrating, there were three "tuk tuk" sounds, and there was a knock on the door.

She was suddenly shocked, and the thoughts that had just sorted out some clues were instantly dissipated, staring blankly at the scrambled comparison chart on the paper, but the inspiration passed away like a firework, no matter how carefully she recalled, she couldn't catch the slightest bit, so she had to grit her teeth in annoyance and close the notebook hard.

Holding her breath, she stepped forward to open the door, and when she saw someone standing outside, her face instantly turned black to the bottom of the pot.

He Mingxiao's gaze swept around the room behind her without a trace, and only after making sure that there was no one else in it was slightly relieved, and turned to meet her almost murderous gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Nan Xian narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Mr. He, what is the important thing for you to come here at such a late hour?" ”

Hearing the impatience in her tone, He Mingxiao suddenly woke up, his mind turned, and he blurted out an excuse: "I see that the light in your room has been on, I'm afraid something has happened, but-"

Nan Xian didn't give him any face, and interrupted: "If I remember correctly, Mr. He, your room is at the other end of the village." Why, you have a pair of clairvoyance, and you can still see my light from such a distance? ”

He Mingxiao choked, but soon he thought of another excuse: "I couldn't sleep, I went out for a walk to admire the moon, and I came here unconsciously." ”

"Moon-watching?" Nan Xian turned to look at the sky behind him, and immediately raised her eyebrows, "Where did the moon come from?" ”

He Mingxiao turned his head—the sky was hazy, and the clouds obscured the moon tightly.

There is indeed no moon.

He Mingxiao retracted his gaze, looked at the undisguised mockery on the face of the person in front of him, and was speechless for a moment, subconsciously wanting to explain something more for the sake of face, but in the end he only admitted defeat and smiled helplessly.

"You know why I'm here, why do you want to ...... me like this?"

Nan Xian got goosebumps all over her body, and she bared her teeth.

"He Mingxiao, are you pretending to be pitiful?"