Mist

It is indeed a minister.

The middle-aged women on the photo are the people who have voluntarily volunteers in the fifteen years.

Since the season, I am sure that this is determined because he has two memories.

And Song Qing, just as he said in the car, he saw the suddenly rushing woman in the tail snake mission, and opened the key points in memory, got the implied thing to make a loop after it.

Seeing the moment of Wang Minister's photo, Memory in Song Qingxun in the brain, the previous blurred impression became clear.

Just like a slow movie, you can mediate a frame of one frame in Songqing.

The feeling of strong intrusion, let Song Qing's headache like to explode, from him a few years ago, another new memory is generated, and the experience of nearly a thousand days has emerged in his mind, and he memory All of the personnel replace refresh, with the opposite, the memory already has no disappearance.

"Song team!"

The distant voice came.

"Song team!"

The voice gradually spread, and nearly arrived in front of Song Qing.

Song Qingyi went back to God, found that his elbow was placed on the countertop, his finger supported the temple, the forehead has been a layer of thin sweat, and it is tall and urgent.

He looked up in confusion, seeing the brows and eyes with care of the season.

"How are you?" Asked anxiously, "How did you suddenly talk?"

It turns out that the pain that usually affixed during the season is like this?

It is more serious than the sequelae of the first execution of the task, as this is a real memory overload.

Song Qing's avatar needle pain: "Operation, about Wang Minister ... I fuck, I remember it."

At the season of rain: "I remember it ?! Is it thinking after seeing photos?"

Pain makes Song Qingyi are striped: "Yes! I have seen a photo, I think it is."

Just like the minister of the minister is seen in the season.

After a while in the kitchen.

I have seen too many incredible, at this time, I have no big strangeness for Song Qingyi, and the two have no big strange, but they have a little cool intentions on each other.

If you don't remember Wang Minister, Song Qingyi will not find information, then they will never find out the world. However, remember when the season is rain, whether it is because of the contrast, anything else, like a bug like a bug during the season, becoming the boundary point of the world.

Imagine if they don't have a quaternary rain?

Where is they?

What is going on?

After the Song Qingyi thought, they didn't have so much, and they didn't have access to nonsense.

He strives to say the idea in the headache: "So in another reality, the fifteen years is Wang Minister, and the mission is also the minister. This is unquestioned. I think, now you can don't need to do our best. Which of the reality is not the first question. "

When the season, the blessings were blessed, and I realized the meaning of Song Qingyi: "Because we don't have double memory!"

If the butterfly effect, the timeline is covered, then the memory should also be covered, so no matter which reality they are, only one memory is just, but they remember two.

Make a clear understanding, maybe you can answer if they have come to the parallel world, but why didn't I encounter another question.

One yourself, two memories.

This must have a thousand and inextrous relationship.

Wang Xiaoyu's information is not closed.

Song Qingyi slides page: "Season consultant, you see this."

This more complete information wrote Wang Xiaoyu's left-handed reasons - mild schizophrenia.

At the quarter, how is the smart and wise Wang Minister?

I don't wait for him, and the information on Wang Minister's work is also caught in his attention: On the time line, the bubble world is produced.

Bubble world.

In the time anchor concept, that one cycle is the so-called time bubble.

It exceeds the timeline, self-contained, if put into use, will trigger a serious time paradox.

The study of time anchor was banned, and the study of Wang Minister was once.

The eyes of the season were reset on the "spiritual split". A thought of flashing from his mind, parallel world, bubble, split split ... this group of fog, it seems to have a single dial Possible.

He didn't dare to determine the suspicion, only listened to Song Qingyu: "You said that Wang Minister will also have double memory?"

Seasonal rain: "... I don't know."

Song Qingyi smashed the temple, whispered: "We may have to find her, what do you think?"

Song Qingyi played a few calls, contacting some people, finally determined where Wang Minister is.

That is a nursing home in Jiangcheng, meaning that they have to go back to Jiangcheng.

There is a preliminary plan, and it has been at night.

In the season, I found a new toiletries to Song Qingyi, and arranged for staying. This house is close to the school, and Ji Yue will occasionally come to stay, so there is room at home.

Song Qing entered the bathroom.

Only a toothbrush is placed on a clean bathroom cabinet, a mouth cup, and a towel are also a person.

He couldn't help but think about it, from the season, never stay in the target?

This new object doesn't know how.

In the season, it is cold and loves revenge, it seems to be something that can do it.

Song Qingyi washed his face with cold water, clearly lacked sleep, but because the cup of coffee was still very awake. The sequelae of the side is still in the sequelae, and his head is still painful, and I accidentally saw the dirty dish on the side.

A person enters another person's living place, it is inevitable that the other's life traces will be seen.

There are not many dirty clothes in the straw, throwing in a set of clothes that have never been washed, and faintly reveal black fabrics.

That is a black underwear.

, Song Qing's heart is a heavy heart.

It is probably because of the private space of the other party, the line of sight contacts the opponent's personal items. He didn't think of the trainer when they started to the training room before, and the season of white and slim waist.

Song Qingyan bite his teeth, waving the picture and washed a face.

Just listened to the season when I listened to the season, I was coming again, he was a little irritated.

Song Qingyi hidden in the obstacles, but he can't say it.

Thousands of miles from a city to another city, really just to help the season rain to clarify the idea, by the way, are they now in the parallel world?

If not, what is the feedback he wants to get?

"".

The bathroom door was ringed.

Song Qingyi wiped his face with a towel, opened the bathroom door: "What happened?"

Quaternary when the season is difficult: "Sorry ..."

He helplessly said a funny truth, "My room is not."

Song Qingyi doubts: "Is there no?"

The rooms in the original memory are actually unable to exist, and there is no in the empty.

The two stood at the door of the room, and there were some speechless.

"I remember it after opening the door, I have wanted to put the book, put it in this room to use the study." Safe, "said," I didn't expect it in this reality. "I have already done it. Haven't driven this door yet. "

Song Qingyi: "..."

He suddenly had a bad hunch.

Seasonal rain: "Song team, can you sleep in the sofa?"

That messy sofa.

Song Qing's face was black.

I thought that he was dissatisfied with this arrangement of sleeping sofa, barely retreats, a big compassion: "Otherwise, if you don't mind, sleep in my room, I will sleep."

People are invited, let people sleep in the sofa is not very authentic.

But the so-called PTSD of Song Qing, really willing to sleep in his bed? Doubt during the season.

room?

It is not good to go.

Song Qingyi is indeed very mindful.

Come here, I can't go now, and Song Qingli will speak: "Forget, I sleep on the sofa."

When the season, I said, then said: "That, good night."

Song Qing: "Good night."

The atmosphere is a bit strange.

They know so long, it seems to be the first time.

I didn't think about the end of the task at all times, and it would be in this environment.

Song Qingyi said: "Can you sleep well tonight?"

Seasonal rain: "Well?"

What do you mean?

Song Qingyi looked at him, suddenly smiled: "I seem to have no help, this forcibly analyzing one pass, the analysis is also what you already understand. Up to it is to help you sort out the way, actually useless The only thing is useful, that is, I also remember Wang Minister, this at least proves that you are not crazy. "

When the rain is raining, I don't know how to answer: "..."

Song Qingyi finally said: "Tonight, take a break, don't think about something chaotic, I will go back to the public tomorrow, then we will go to Jiangcheng."

More than an hour, there was no sound in the room, and the season was asleep.

Song Qingli lying on the sofa, watching the ceiling at his eyes.

He can't sleep, this world is much more complicated than he thinks, he is thinking, they will now be in a copy of another Tian Tian system setting.

That possibilities are scared.

In the dark, there is something to gently jump on the sofa.

Song Qingjun sat up and found that it was a cat in the rain.

It didn't know when he was ran out from the season when he was in the season.

This orange cat has hostile to Song Qingyi, and he once again said, but only quietly staring at him quietly.

It doesn't matter, it seems to be observing Song Qing, next second, you have to shred him.

Song Qingyi sat up and opposed it, and he was slightly smoothed. He was not right.

He is very high, it is often quite deterrent, and even the dog in the family will take this picture. This cat is not blinking, and the eyes are long.

At this time, the lights on the roof of the roof of the window outside the window is happening to sweep into the house.

Song Qingyi found a black shadow in the door of the living room.

Over the years, exercise the dangerous smell, let Song Qing immediately stepped on the floor, quietly walking on the floor.

He is close to the door, then looks to the cat on the door.

The safety indicator of the corridor emits Ying Ying green light.

I saw the neighbor who had encountered in the elevator. It is wearing a pajamas at the season of the rain, like the cat, and stare at this house in the face.