Tick... Tick...

The cold raindrops hit his face, so that the young man's consciousness gradually woke up, and his wet body was blown by the cold wind under the rain, and the young man subconsciously shivered, and wrapped some of his coat tightly.

It was a cloak that seemed to be very shabby.

Where...?

I am...?

Under the shabby cloak, the young man raised a face full of confusion.

It seemed like he had been thinking about it for a long time before he remembered something, like his name.

Liao Ji.

The rain was still falling, and the biting chill made the young man's already weak body even more overwhelmed.

Although Liao Ji's mind was still in chaos, he always felt as if he had forgotten a lot, and he couldn't remember many of them, but instinctively driven, he tried to get up from the ground and found a corner where he could shelter from the rain.

Although he finally didn't have to get drenched in the rain, the old cloak on his body had already been soaked before, sticking to his body and constantly consuming the calories he didn't have left.

Driven by instinct, Liao Ji wanted to take off the soaked rotten cloak on his body, which was already dilapidated and did not play much of a role in blocking the wind.

But just as the young man was about to take off his cloak, his hand stopped.

It's not a physiological instinct this time.

It's like, some subconscious from the depths of his heart is stopping.

Liao Ji looked at his paused hand suspiciously.

On the young man's face, the previous look of confusion appeared again.

He struggled to remember what he was trying to grasp.

But in the end, Liao Ji gave up with a splitting headache, and he could only vaguely understand that this cloak should be very important to him.

Very important.

"It's cold..."

It's not a way to hide in this small alley all the time, although he can shelter from the rain here, but the cold wind can still beat him.

Liao Ji, who was shivering from the cold, had to find a new place to block the wind and shelter from the rain before he could move.

If possible...

It would be nice to be a little warmer.

With this thought in mind, the young man's empty brain finally had some more information, and he finally recalled something other than his name.

Like what...

Where is his home?

Right...

Go home...

Although Liao Ji didn't know why he appeared in the rain on the street, and why he wore such a shabby cloak to go out, at least what made him feel relieved...

He still has a home.

The way home Liao Ji has walked more than many times since he was a child, but this time he still stumbled, and walked several wrong intersections in the middle, before finally finding the familiar unit building in his memory.

At this time, Liao Ji was in a very bad state.

The body that was already weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and after walking in the rain for more than ten minutes, Liao Ji was now panting, feeling that his limbs were no longer obedient, and his hands and feet were cold.

But Liao Ji's spirit is still uplifted.

Because...

He's home.

After walking into the unit building, the elevator was temporarily repaired, and Liao Ji could only climb up the fourth floor from the stairs with difficulty, fortunately the number of floors in his home was not high, otherwise Liao Ji doubted that he could support this floor.

So far, it's the same as I remember.

However.

When Liao Ji was in the corridor and turned to the place where his house was, he was a little stunned.

Because the door of this "home" in front of you...

There was a mistake with what he remembered.

My own original door... Is that so?

Liao Ji was confused for a short time, but he quickly shook his head, he felt that he should have a fever, his brain was a mess, he must have remembered it wrong, what he wanted to do now was to hurry back home and sleep in bed.

The young man habitually reached out and touched his pocket.

But in the cloak and trousers, there is nothing.

There are no keys.

Liao Ji did panic a little, but fortunately, he could see that there should be others at home, because through the door, Liao Ji could smell the aroma of food coming from inside and see the warm light from the crack in the door.

Myself...

Do you have a family?

It was another point of conflict with Liao Ji's memory, his impression of "family" was blank, and the chaotic brain made the young man a little fed up, so he simply pressed the doorbell directly.

Ding Dong... Ding Dong...

After the doorbell was remembered, footsteps sounded from inside the house, and soon a man's voice with a little impatience came from "home".

"Who!"

Who... Who is it?

"It's me," replied the young man in a weak voice.

"What!?"

But apparently the man in the "family" did not understand, but was more surprised.

The young man had no choice but to speak again: "It's me, Liao Ji..."

"Liao Ji? Who is it? I don't know, you're knocking on the wrong door. ”

After replying like this, the man on the other side of the door seemed to turn around and go back to the house, but the young man outside the door froze in place.

After Liao Ji first repeated the location, he determined that this should be his home, except that the door was different.

So Liao Ji rang the doorbell again.

Ding Dong... Bite...

"You're sick!"

Behind the hurried footsteps, a scolding man opened the door.

He first glanced at Liao Ji's appearance, and after seeing the wet appearance, as well as the tattered cloak like picking up rags, he cast a look of disgust and disgust.

"Hello, excuse me..."

Before Liao Ji finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the man, and he said fiercely: "I'll tell you again, I don't know what Liao Ji's person is, I don't care if you are a liar or a beggar, if you dare to harass me again, if you don't leave, I will call the police!" ”

Touch!

After finishing speaking, the man directly closed the door, and this time he made a special force, as if he wanted to express his dissatisfaction, and let out a deep "bang".

After the doors were closed, the sound of the men in the room could still be heard.

"It's really convincing, it's 2051, how can there be this kind of person, this broken community is too, charging such a high property fee every month, but not doing any personnel, can let this kind of person come in and harass the residents...."

"Fuck it, you shouldn't have been fooled by that dog* intermediary back then to buy the old house here..."

“...”

I couldn't hear the sound in the back room clearly, and I didn't know if the man had walked away, or Liao Ji's brain was buzzing.

2...2051?

Although Liao Ji can't remember a lot clearly, he still has a concept of time, because he particularly liked to play a game at the beginning, the release date is July 21, 2023, and he was looking forward to it in front of the screen at that time, so he was very impressed by the date.

But now why... In 2051? Nearly thirty years apart?

And also...

That game... The game I liked so much at the time... What came from?

When Liao Ji frowned and tried to recall, the feeling that his brain seemed to be torn apart immediately reappeared, making him have a splitting headache, as if there was an invisible wall blocking him in the dark.

The aching head finally made Liao Ji give up.

But then, the young man fell into confusion again.

Because of the change of "home" and the change of time, Liao Ji began to stop trusting his memory.

Coupled with the warning of the man in the house just now, Liao Ji didn't dare to knock on the door more, and he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, in case the police and the property really came to the door, it would undoubtedly make his current situation worse.

The young man had no choice but to return to the streets again.

Back to the dark alley where he woke up.

After a few twists and turns, the young man was already extremely tired, and his eyelids began to fight uncontrollably.

Liao Ji finally curled up in the corner of the alley, his consciousness gradually became confused, and before falling into a coma, Liao Ji used his last bit of strength to make a wish in his heart.

Rain... It would be nice to be smaller...

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe a minute?

Or maybe an hour?

Liao Ji's consciousness was pulled out of the darkness.

The reason is that the external environment changes, so that the body instinctively detached from sleep.

The young man who was in the middle of the lake raised his head from the shabby cloak and opened his eyes, and found that...

The rain really stopped.

No... Wrong...

The rain didn't stop.

But...

A big sister with long wheat blonde hair and so beautiful that she seemed to have come out of some game is now in front of him.

She was half-hunched, one hand on her knees, and the other holding an umbrella decorated with a forest icon above them, shielding her from the cold rain.

The woman seemed to have been watching for a long time.

It wasn't until she woke up and looked at those emerald green eyes that the woman smiled, and muttered softly with the sound of rain.

"Finally, it's your turn."