Lu Jiu, who had just entered the dungeon, was like a blank doll. He had no emotions and could only imitate other people's emotions and tone of voice. He had an almost blank memory. What he remembered most was that he was in the hospital a long time ago and kept taking medicine. Until one day when he opened his eyes again, the familiar ceiling had changed.
The seemingly unfamiliar copy evoked memories deep in his brain.
He retrieved his emotions and memories from the copies again and again.
The two people he relied on most were desperate for each other to the point of death.
Gu Yanzhuo: Ajiu, come with me. I will take you back.
Lu Min: Ajiu, we will always be together until the day you don't need me anymore.
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Is it a dream in reality or a reality in a dream?
Lu Jiu didn't know.
Familiar yet unfamiliar copies, lost feelings and memories, all these seem to hint at something.
Gentle on the surface, cold on the inside × schizophrenic genius
Mission: Cherish life, be self-reliant and self-reliant