Yet everyone shook their heads. On this night, no one dreamed.

She was the only one who dreamed.

Because of the red butterfly mark on his shoulder, Ye Sheng had no hope of dreaming for a long time. Whatever he dreamed of, as long as it was a memory of his past life, it would be immediately washed away.

Ye Sheng said: "After eating, go to the regret photo studio." ”

Ning Weichen was in the paradise, so he didn't eat very seriously. His eyes were down, and his eyelashes were as dense as a curtain, covering his unpredictable expression. Thinking of something, he suddenly said, "Brother, do you want to ride the Ferris wheel?" ”

Ye Sheng looked "Have you woken up?" and said, "There are still nine people left, and there shouldn't be so much blood to remove rust from the Ferris wheel." ”

Ning Weichen said: "If you want to sit, I have a way." ”

Ye Sheng said helplessly: "Let's solve the problem of the shadow first." After a pause, Ye Sheng added, "But if you want to sit, I can accompany you." ”

Everyone: "......"

After eating, everyone walked out of the hotel and watched the spring scenery of cherry blossoms in the park after the rain. Remembering that they came in to take pictures of the spirit quotient, I felt ironic. Turing said, "I hope we can get some news about the old Butterfly Island from Dr. Yan and the spirit merchants." ”

Demeter said, "A hundred years ago...... Actually, I'm quite curious. ”

She was also curious about the first ability to awaken, the most chaotic era of disorder.

A hundred years ago, people's hearts were the most impetuous, and a hundred years ago, heresy was also extremely powerful. The S-class executives who were in charge of order at that time would only be even more ruthless than them.

Mei Aihara is still full of gratitude to Demeter, and she learned from Zhao Jun to call Demeter senior, "Is the grandmother of the predecessor also from Shizuoka?" ”

Demeter nodded, "Yes." ”

Mei Aihara: "May I ask the old man's name?" Demeter's pale brown pupils looked at her quietly: "Asuka Yamaguchi." ”

Mei Aihara was stunned: "Yamaguchi...... Asuka? ”

Turing knew the background of all S-class executives, but now that the black forces in various countries have been uprooted, the biggest danger to mankind is heresy. So he didn't feel anything, and said, "Let's go, time is pressing." ”

In front of the Regret Photo Studio.

The cherry blossoms are like clouds, and the three-light birds are singing loudly in the branches. Everyone smelled the familiar scent of film again.

The dark fragrance floats, like a lost memory.

Ye Sheng took the camera and went straight to the study on the first floor.

All visitors to the park will have a list of regrets written here.

Ye Sheng said, "You all stand back." ”

The crowd stood behind him, leaving him plenty of space.

Ye Sheng said: "Let's start with Ruan Rongbai, who was the first to enter the park. You're all coming for the Dream Cottage, and you're sure to enter the park at 8 p.m. sharp. ”

Ye Sheng adjusted the time to the year 95 of the calamity, February 27, eight o'clock in the evening.

He snapped a picture of the empty study.

A photo was quickly read out. In this photo, Ruan Rongbai is sitting in the fourth position on the right, he is entangled in mycelium in his heart, his face is pale, his eyes are resentful, and the whole person shows a decadent and gray atmosphere.

This photo doesn't capture his regrets in its entirety.

Ye Sheng walked over, walked to the place where he was sitting and took another picture.

After taking a picture of the list of regrets, he asked Demeter to write it down.

The next person to enter the park was Li Que. In another world, his body is really rotten, he can't hold the pen steadily, and the writing is crooked.

After that, Zhao Jun, Aihara Meiyi, and Pei Luo.

One picture after another comes out.

After the list of your own regrets in the parallel world comes out.

Everyone stood still, speechless.

Ruan Rongbai looked at the regret above, smiled hard, and said in a dumb voice: "I know." I'll regret it. ”

Pei Yao's voice was very low, as if talking to himself, and said to Ning Weichen: "I have actually read the book you said. If you could start all over again, it would be no different. I'm crazy, I want to give up my abilities to protect them, but how can I ...... I gave up my abilities, and I didn't have the ability to protect them. She must have hated me for bringing her into this world. I'm the one who hurt all of you. ”

Zhao Jun was no longer as sad as he was yesterday, and he smiled bitterly and said, "What's the use of talking about this now." You make these assumptions, and you might as well pray that the waters of the Wujiang River will flow eastward."

Mei Aihara touched the photo of her reunion with Haruko Sato under the fireworks: "If there is no accident on the Ruyue train, it's good to get on the wrong train." Train arrival station Tokyo, Sky Tree, Tokyo Tower, Tokyo is also a very nice and beautiful city. ”

Demeter said: "Ye Sheng, is there any film left?" ”

Ye Sheng said: "There are five more." ”

Demeter said, "Lend me a picture." ”

Ye Sheng responded lightly and gave her the camera.

Turing looked at the time and said seriously: "Chuan Hui, there is not enough time, I'm afraid that the paradise rabbit will come later." You can accompany me to the basement first, and come back to take pictures later. Demeter was stunned, but nodded, thinking that the matter of Paradise was more important.

She went to the basement with Turing and a group of people. Ye Sheng frowned in the back, he felt that Turing should not want Demeter to take pictures, and deliberately pushed her away.

Ye Sheng said: "Do you remember the time when the traveler entered the park? ”

Ning Weichen said, "Remember." ”

Ye Sheng said expressionless and transferred to that night. He tried three times before he could get the picture.

Ning Weichen complained and said, "Don't you leave some film for our past." ”

Ye Sheng said: "Our past is not even sure what year it is, how to shoot. ”

Ning Weichen: "Okay. ”

Ye Sheng glanced at the content of the photo, his body was stunned, and his apricot-colored pupils shrank.

Ning Weichen looked at his expression for a long time, curled his lips and smiled, "I said it." Some people write this, completely in love. ”

Ye Sheng: "He should have written a suicide note." ”

Ning Weichen asked him casually: "If only one day." You're dying, will you write me a suicide note as a love letter. ”

Ye Sheng: "......" is a really bad question.

Ye Sheng was unhappy: "Ning Weichen, you ask some normal questions." ”

Ning Weichen smiled and said softly, "It's so ruthless, baby, you must be stingy with love letters to me." But that's okay, I'll get to you soon. ”

Ye Sheng pulled him outside, subconsciously rejecting him from saying such martyrdom words, and said, "Shut up." ”

Ning Weichen smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, but grabbed Ye Sheng's hand and held it tightly. Paradise inspires a lot of negative emotions in him.

Ye Sheng handed the photo to Turing.

When Turing saw the content of the photo, he was also completely stunned.

Demeter is on the other side, helping to destroy the list of regrets.

Turing was silent for a long time before he said: "I know that Gu Yu should like Chen Chuanhui, but I didn't expect him to have a crush for so many years." ”

He hesitated to give the picture to Demeter, but felt that she had the right to know the truth.

When the list of regrets was completely destroyed, everyone smelled the strong smell of silver halide in the air.

It is the smell of shadow liquid.

In the dark, some people looked at them with painful eyes before they died. Unwillingness, anger, distortion. Everyone's backs were soaked with sweat, and Mei Aihara pinched her sunny day doll and couldn't hold back her tears.

"Kawame."

Demeter left the basement and Turing called out to her.

"This is what Gu Yu wrote back then, written to you."

"For me?"

Before leaving for the haunted house, Demeter was given a piece of paper, a love letter after a long absence. BCK gently rubbed his head against her neck, the cool wind blew, and the cherry blossoms outside the window were like snow.

When Demeter saw the first sentence, her expression was a little confused, and she subconsciously looked at the empty place in the study.

The call of the three-light bird was bright and bright, and she seemed to see the young man who had been sitting in this position to write letters. He was very white-skinned, with a small patch of wanton red thorn growing on his neck. The young man sat upright, and the bones of the hand holding the pen were distinct, and the light would fall on his thin eyelids and the high bridge of his nose, which was clear and clear.

The snow in Vancouver, the wind in the Botanical Gardens, and the sea of spring cherry blossoms in the park are all whistling from memory.

"I rarely remember my childhood in Vancouver. Hunger, poverty, misery, cold, especially on snowy days. A hundred years ago, the emergence of calamity actually increased the suffering of the poor. Chen's father was a Chinese philanthropist who helped many homeless Chinese. My uncle was one of the beneficiaries. She didn't know, I had seen her many, many times, not just the one when it snowed in Vancouver. 】

[The mentor said that there are concerns in dangerous places, which will interfere with people's judgment, so S-level executives are basically alone.

Actually, I can't imagine what Chen Chuanhui will look like as an S-level executive. 】

[When I was a child, I thought she was so stupid, how could there be such a stupid person, I didn't even know that I was almost kidnapped. After listening to her in the snow for an hour, I realized that she was not dumb. A fight saved the life of the little stammer, but she was completely unaware of it, and the blood was in vain. 】

[When I saw her again at the military school, she didn't change at all. 】

[She is really dull, so much malice and exclusion are not detected, a person can look at the trees outside for a day. Chen Chuanhui, you were bullied, do you know? 】

[I also watched her for a day...... When the mute princess grows up, she is quite beautiful. 】

[Chen Chuanhui, don't look out the window, look back at me. 】

[When Turing asked if there was anyone I liked during the trip, I said, no.] Actually, there is, it's just that the person is not on the journey, but at the end. 】

[She is very good now, and she no longer needs my secret protection. It's so good, it's worthy of Mafia Princess, who has the blood of the Ifel family in her bones. 】

[The chef said that I have too many doubts and worries about doing things, and sometimes, I may be happier by following my instincts. He was the first to see that I liked Chan Chuan-hui. The chef has a kind of animal-like primitive perception of everything, and he is also a person who deals with nature, how can there be such a big difference. 】

[The chef said that it will be difficult to meet again after graduation.] After dealing with a heresy in Section 7, I picked up my pen, broke the cherry blossoms we had raised in the botanical garden, and made a decision. 】

Gu Yu wrote a long letter as he wanted in front, and the handwriting was chic. But the tip of the pen stopped at the end of this sentence, but it was silent for a long time. He smiled helplessly in the pure white light and shadow.

The photo only captures the front of the list of regrets, but this piece of paper also has the back.

Demeter turned it over and saw the words that followed.

[On the day of graduation, I hid the cherry blossoms in a love letter and wanted to go to the rooftop to confess to her. With his back behind him, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his heart was beating like thunder for the first time in his life. But when I thought of my mentor's words later, I still forgot it. 】

[Regrets, maybe.] 】

[Wrote a love letter of 10,000 words, but Chen Chuanhui didn't know anything. 】

Gu Yu paused for a long time and wrote.

[It would be nice if the cherry blossoms were scented? 】

If the cherry blossoms are scented, she has such a keen sense of smell. You'll be sure to ask me what's behind it.