He traveled back and forth four times and didn't really get to know her until the last time.
"Aren't dreams all beautiful? Here, her home is not perfect either."
"Because it's true."
"Why does she have to look back at the light every time?"
"Because she wants all the warmth to be responded to."
Long-lasting memories are like the current transmission of high-tech world consciousness, slowly moving from far to near, from light to bright.
"This is the third time, and you still failed to bring her back successfully. I don't know if your body can support the fourth shuttle."
An electronic sound suddenly sounded, and Jiang Wenci remained silent.
After a long time, Qisheng heard him reply:
"The transition time for me to recover my memory is getting longer and longer. I don't know if I can remember her again next time I travel. Is there anything you can do?"
Qisheng is not a system in the true sense. She is a formatted human neuron. In a sense, she is a human being, such as at the spiritual level.
After a long time, it replied: "The price may be that the moment you remember her is the beginning of your disappearance, so... Doesn't it matter?"
The light suddenly appeared, and a nihilistic conversation emerged in my mind, and then it became calm.
Jiang Wenci raised his eyes, looked at the dust in the sky, and smiled dryly at the corner of his mouth. No wonder, no wonder his long-term memory would gradually become blurred. It turns out that the disappearance of a person starts with erasing the memory.
Jiang Wenci didn't have much time left. He was slowly remembering Lin Muzi and slowly disappearing.
Qisheng chose to help him remember now, which should be the best time.
