Chapter 1096 Paradox
Although it is said that it is being 'watched', it actually just feels like being 'watched', because the resolution of the figure whose outline can only be barely seen is a bit ridiculously low, and it is not visible at all. Supports 'gazing', an operation that requires at least two pairs of eyes.
But...
I have lost a lot of memories and seems to have been imbued with many new cognitions——
Only the name 'Mo' is certain. Myself——
Standing here at this moment -
I really feel that I am being watched!
Although I can't feel emotions, I can't feel my sight, I can't feel the temperature, I can't feel anything that can be felt, this gaze still exists.
Just like the sun, moon and stars hanging high in the sky, overlooking them as they should.
The difference is that, whether it is sunlight, moonlight or starlight, they will emit light fairly and impartially in most situations.
But the phantom in front of him, which was difficult for Mo to describe in words, ignored everything in his field of vision and just "watched" himself intently.
Then, just like the non-existent eyes 'gazing', 'telling' without a sound -
"I have been waiting for you for a long time."
No A sound, a simple 'concept' that has no logic, but can be understood arises in the bottom of my heart.
It is something that transcends language, it is the first or final ‘convey’.
"I've been waiting for too long, too long, too long."
I started to resist because I didn't adapt, I became more anxious because I didn't understand, and I tried to resist because I didn't agree.
In the end, I fell silent because I couldn’t resist.
The fists were loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.
The anger deep in his eyes ignited and then went out.
Although I can't understand it, it doesn't mean I like it.
To put it in a nutshell, this is all too weird, too weird.
"Are you angry?"
There is still no sound, but the concept of this sentence is still accurately conveyed to Mo, even the conveyer's unfailing and doubtful emotions All have been paid attention to the latter's 'cognition'.
This feeling made Mo feel terrible.
It's like a person wants to say something to you, and then "what was said to you by that person" has become an established fact, and the content can be clearly recalled.
So, it seems that he said what he wanted to say, and you did understand what the other person wanted to express, and everyone was happy.
But in fact, none of this happened, and the result was determined based on ‘all of this happened’.
Very, very, very unpleasant.
Unhappy Mo remained silent and did not answer in any form.
"It seems that you are indeed angry."
Suddenly, a slightly metallic voice sounded, surprising Mo, who had been staring at the low-resolution figure without saying a word.
"Well, the effect is remarkable."
The figure that could only barely be seen to be a humanoid figure 'sounded' again, and its tone quickly changed from mechanical, stiff, and jerky to light and natural. It said with an upward tone in its voice whose gender could not be distinguished: "In that case, then maybe we can go one step further."
The next second, Mo only felt a sudden change in front of him. Hua, when she came back to her senses, she suddenly discovered that the blurry shadow that kept flashing in front of her had disappeared, and was replaced by a girl, a girl in a white dress, with ankle-length hair that looked like a waterfall. The girl with black hair hanging loosely behind her and a face that seemed to have been blessed by the gods, stood there and smiled lightly, and the arc at the corner of her mouth seemed to be filled with all the beauty in the world.
"This is the most beautiful member of the opposite sex in your impression."
With a sweet voice that was completely worthy of this peerless appearance, the girl chuckled, gently stroking the pair of snow-white wings behind her, lowering her eyes. Said: "If I use this image to talk to you, wouldn't it be much better than just now?"
Mo opened his mouth, but still not a word came out.
But I have to say that compared to the previous delusion that he hated so much, the new communication method used by the other party is indeed much more comfortable.
“Perhaps, we can make some more adjustments, for example...”
The character girl with wings on her back smiled and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, the platform under their feet and the space around them, which was as bizarre as the starry sky, were shattered in an instant.
The next moment, the two of them appeared in a study room that was completely black in color. Although the windows were open, there was no moonlight coming through.
Mo sat behind the large long table with a blank expression on it, except for a cup of cooling coffee.
The girl with the beautiful face was leaning leisurely by the table, holding her arms and looking at the former with a smile: "I will give you the most comfortable environment in my memory~"
< br>Mo continued to be silent.
Even though there were large gaps in his memory, and even though he had just experienced many things that were too strange to be described in words, perhaps due to some innate talent, he still quickly regained his composure at this moment. , and made the decision to face the unknown with silence and face the ever-changing changes with stability, while at the same time quickly digesting all kinds of information that he can still vaguely recall.
Three men who have no memory but are very familiar with me...
I have no memory but can respond instinctively...
And the one who is very slender , a girl with warm hands...
I don’t know anything, but I seem to know everything.
This feeling really makes people feel a little subtle.
But not annoying?
Of course, in all of this, the biggest puzzle and the biggest clue is the girl in front of him with a happy and contented expression.
In other words, it is the existence that appears in front of him in the image of this girl, whose essence is a mystery.
“Why don’t you speak?”
After a brief silence, the other party suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "Although to me, everything including silence at this moment is meaningful, but from your perspective, there should be many questions you want to ask me now. Right? Or..."
She grinned and jumped down from the edge of the table lightly. By then, he had turned into a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with long blond hair and an extremely handsome appearance. He winked at Mo and said, "The right answer is for me to become the most handsome man in your impression?"
"It seems that you are much more humorous than I thought." Mo finally stopped being silent and said something on the table He crossed his fingers and said softly: "If I'm not wrong, whether it's the girl just now or your current image, they are all related to me to some extent, or they are simply people I know. ?”
Sit as a ‘Young Version of Luke Tiffero’ On the other side of the long table, the other party smiled noncommittally: "You can understand it this way, Mo. To be honest, even if you successfully turned yourself into what you are now through some tricks, you are still a person that I have to subconsciously Someone who is extremely vigilant, even though this 'vigilance' is meaningless."
"If possible..."
Mo did not try to deeply understand the hidden meaning of the other party's words. He just looked at the 'most handsome man in his impression' in front of him calmly and said lightly: "Although I know nothing about you now...and the two people who looked like you just now, I still hope that you can change to another one that has nothing to do with me at any time. The image of the couplet."
The younger version of Luke Tiffero stroked his beard and asked curiously: "Reason?"
"No reason."
Mo. But he shook his head, picked up the cold cup of coffee in front of him and took a sip: "If you don't want to, it doesn't matter if you continue to maintain the status quo."
"Oh, I'm just asking casually. Unlike you, I'm easy to talk to most of the time."
The other party shrugged, and in an instant he transformed into a man with waist-length white hair. The two pupils on the left and right are pure silver and pure black respectively. She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, and her facial features are very delicate. However, when combined together, instead of showing the stunning effect of two plus two being greater than four, she looks like a much simpler girl.
It seems that according to what he said, he has become someone he neither knows nor has any connection with.
Seeing a scene in front of him that was completely inconsistent with common sense, Mo thought this and breathed a sigh of relief.
“If you are a woman, this look is still very suitable to my liking.”
The coat looks baggy and is obviously one size too big. Most students may not wear the Tanhua University uniform once a year. The inside is pure white and has a close-fitting slit. The bottom is a short skirt, safety pants and canvas shoes. , coupled with her long white hair and eyes with completely different eye colors, any woman with common sense would find it inappropriate. Zi grinned: "As for what he should be like as a man, I haven't thought about it yet."
Mo Gu, who has a 'one-year memory', has some common sense, so after sipping his coffee He sighed softly: "I always thought that I was special before. After all, I had somehow forgotten the past twenty years." When I was young, I always wanted to carry some secrets like the protagonists in those bardic stories. As a result, in the whole year that followed, except for being successfully alienated by all my colleagues because I liked to daydream, it can be said that there was nothing. No achievements..."
"Oh, that's it."
The other party held himself up leisurely. Mo spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then I gave up those random thoughts and prepared to After living a down-to-earth life, I encountered a lot of things that were difficult to understand, including you.”
"Haha, I'm really sorry~"
The other party waved his hand without any apology and raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Then, it seems it's time to enter the question time."
Mo, who didn’t even know why he could calm down so quickly, smiled: “If It's convenient."
"It's not a big problem."
The girl who created a mirror out of thin air said casually while looking at her 'customized image'. You shouldn't be able to ask any questions that would make me feel 'inconvenient'."
"Very good."
Mo did not feel that he was being underestimated, and just asked politely: "So, what should I call you?"
"I have many names. , so many that I feel bored just thinking about the number."
While making a face in the mirror, the other party, who presented herself as a girl, said lightly: "But if you want, you can call me. 'Ms. Ye' or 'Mr. Ye'."
Mo frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "Ms. Ye...Mr. Ye...are you the one the Dark Night Sect believes in..."
"Dark Goddess Delia?"
He who called himself 'Night' laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, this guess is so outrageous that I don't even know how to correct it. In short, I They are completely different existences from that goddess. Although there is a little bit of fate, they are essentially two completely different and far apart existences."
Mo nodded, not paying attention to this question. Shangyang hesitated for a second, but immediately continued to ask: "So, Ms. Ye, I want to know if our meeting this time is a coincidence?"
"No."
Because at the moment Her appearance was that of a woman, so the woman whom Mo temporarily called Ms. Ye shook her head without thinking, and admitted readily: "I designed it on purpose. In fact, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, really a long, long time."< br>
Mo's eyes narrowed: "Then my memory..."
"I know what you want to say."
But Ms. Ye interrupted Mo Tan before he could ask the question and rushed to answer. Said: "As for your loss of memory, it has nothing to do with me, directly or indirectly. Well, do you want to know who is the initiator of what you are now?"
Mo nodded subconsciously.
Then he saw Ms. Ye, who was sitting opposite him, turning the mirror in her hand and pointing it steadily at him.
A familiar face was unexpectedly reflected in the mirror, with a confused and confused expression.
It wasn't until half a minute later that Mo took a deep breath, raised his head and asked in a deep voice to Ms. Ye who had put away the mirror at some point: "You mean, it's me, wipe it off Lost my memories of those years before?"
"Absolutely correct"
The other party nodded with a smile, and then added briskly: "That's the end of the topic, by the way. Mention, the reason why we have to stop here is because the specific content is not that it is not convenient for me to say, but that it is not convenient for you to listen."
Mo was silent for a long time again, and finally chose to listen to the other party. I suggested not to ask further questions, but to ask the third question I had prepared: "Then, can you tell me what those people and those things I saw before were?"
"It is a road that has been blocked, a possibility that has been denied, and a choice that has been abandoned."
Ms. Ye laughed playfully and said lightly: "Or maybe, it doesn't exist at all. The illusion is a dream that is isolated from reality, a sense of déjà vu in the field of load, an arc lamp at the infinity point, a tower of Babel with sorrow and loss, the divergence of butterfly wings, the self-balance of faults, and the reflection on the mirror. Who knows about the missing link? "
"..."
"In short, it is all something that cannot be tied to you and has been cut off before it appears. It’s just the cause and effect of the paradox”
“…Paradox?”
"Well, a paradox."
"What paradox?"
"Haha, hahahaha, this is a good question, it just hits the upper limit of my 'easy to say'."< br>
“So…”
“To put it simply, you and I are a paradox.”
Chapter 1089: The End
(End of this chapter)