Chapter 46

Chapter 46

“Adams...”

“Adams...”

Deep within the soul, some voice was echoing repeatedly.

“Adams...”

...Who was that?

He seemed to have forgotten many things.

“Adams...”

...No, I remember now, this is my name! It’s me! Who’s calling me?

As this bit of lingering consciousness awakened from the obscure darkness, more memories were gradually aroused.

He finally remembered everything about himself.

— He had already died, as it should have been.

— On that night drenched by heavy rain, the whole family was together.

It was the arrival of another person that gave fate a different direction, and also awakened his lingering consciousness from obscurity.

— The fire of revenge burned fiercely!

— He willingly entrusted everything of himself to this person, he praised him with the last remaining of his soul!

— He was the god in his heart who redeemed everything!

When this trace of lingering consciousness awakened again in the new world, it was summoned by the holder in the form of a soul shadow. He helped the holder realize the judgment he wanted.

Then, he gained freedom.

He roamed freely in this world, gradually being crushed and extinguished by the tight physical laws of the world. Familiar darkness descended again, and he was about to fall into eternal slumber.

— This world with zero mysteriousness temporarily could not allow his existence. Complete dissipation was his destined fate.

Until a familiar and intimate aura suddenly appeared. That aura called to him from afar, attracting him...

This trace of consciousness, so weak it was almost about to be destroyed the next second, moved by the attraction in its instinct —

At the end of the alley stood the dim inn, its yellow light illuminating the indelible blood red on the ground.

As if suddenly entering an independent space, the tight physical laws of the non-magic world were blocked outside. This last remaining soul no longer felt the crushing and extinguishing of the world’s great laws, but instead felt the warmth and comfort of a fish entering the sea.

He felt the familiar aura of home.

Similarly, he also sensed the aura of the holder.

He seemed to have stepped into the realm of “God”.

This made this trace of consciousness, covered by bloody memories, calm down from the madness that was about to go out of control, becoming quiet and docile.

“Oh my, oh my, look what I’ve found? A small attempt, and there’s an unexpected harvest?”

It seemed an invisible hand caught him and turned him over to examine, he sensed the gaze of “God”, which made this trace of consciousness tremble with excitement from within.

“Nightmares, indeed not as simple as they seem on the surface...”

Then, that invisible hand gently flicked him. Like flicking a wisp of breeze, a marble.

“Go, do what you want to do, and also what I want you to do.”

“— Little guy, you understand.”

It seemed as if a wind passed through the inn, the light overhead suddenly flickered once. Li Fufeng, who was taking photos, abruptly looked up.

But he didn’t notice anything.

As she uttered each word, the host’s body unconsciously leaned forward more and more, until finally, her face was pressed against the screen: [—Everyone, have you remembered clearly?]

This voice was as gentle as a whisper.

“Remembered clearly...” Liu Ningshuang, who was lowering her head to record, responded instinctively. In the next second, she suddenly realized who this clear, articulate voice belonged to.

Liu Ningshuang froze completely!

The others around her had the same reaction.

They stood like a group of motionless puppets, raising their heads in unison with dazed looks.

On the old TV screen, a face pressed so tightly against the screen it was almost distorted slowly broke into a smile at them, its lips as red as if smeared with fresh blood:

[Just. Remember. It.]

That mouth, seemingly stained red with blood, slowly widened.

[— Find him!]

[— Find him!!]

[— Find him!!!]

.....

Everyone was startled!

Li Fufeng lunged forward, but before he could act, the screen emitted a burst of static noise and returned to flickering snow, as if everything just now had been their imagination.

The atmosphere in the inn almost froze.

The flickering light from the snowy TV screen illuminated the rigid faces, like a row of cold wax figures.

Until a “bang” sound woke everyone from this suffocating atmosphere.

A vase on the windowsill in the corner crashed heavily to the ground.

— Just now, someone standing near this window, examining clues, had been startled and made too violent a movement, sweeping the entire vase down.

Broken porcelain scattered everywhere, along with deep red roses, their petals still bearing water droplets.

This scattered deep red seemed to blend with the blood red on the floor, dyeing the entire inn red.

Everyone heard a long exhale.

****

The scattered deep red roses on the ground were like a spread of blood red. Suddenly, a hand appeared, gently caressing the roses. Each rose petal seemed to vie to kiss his fingertips.

The owner of the hand gathered the scattered roses bunch by bunch, returning them to the clumsy girl opposite.

“Thank you, thank you!” The girl, hurrying on her way, took the flowers and finally looked up at this kind person, repeatedly expressing her thanks.

“You’re welcome.”

The young man who had returned the flowers smiled slightly, his flaxen hair soft and relaxed, revealing a pair of eyes as gentle as spring water. His smile was more charming than the spring breeze.

“Flowers have consciousness too, you should take good care of them.”

“Yes, yes...” The girl was momentarily stunned, completely immersed in those eyes more clear and encompassing than the sky.

By the time she came to her senses, that figure had already disappeared.

Only the red roses in her arms seemed to have become three times more vibrant.

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