games don't become reality

When seeing Hui's well-behaved appearance, Yuan Qianyi could clearly feel her anger.

It's ridiculous, that kind of habit is a kind of torture for them.

"I'll be out for a while." Saying that, Yuan Qianyi got up directly.

She didn't know how she was going to face them, besides... time was running out, if it dragged on, who would be the next person to be forgotten?

She was very sure that it must be Teacher Yuan's identity.

Teacher Yuan connected too many people in series, and it would take a lot of effort to erase this memory directly.

Memory represents almost all of a person.

Standing on the balcony, Shi Er stared at the back of the other party leaving for a long time without looking away. Hui over there had finished washing, and he obediently went to the table to eat breakfast.

His eyes turned around the rich breakfast, and he didn't know why he sat on the side with white rice.

I didn't feel something was right after I took two bites. I was too self-conscious.

"Eat this." After the smell of cigarettes on his body dissipated, Shi Er came in, held Hui by the back collar in one hand, and put him on the other side of the table.

Seeing Shi Er returned to the room, Hui picked up the bowl in distress.

He always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't figure it out.

Closing the door habitually, Shi Er closed his eyes and thought for a while, then dug out a photo album from the box.

Flipping through the photo album, Shi Er's brows furrowed even more.

The woman with a gentle smile in the photo didn't know why, but her face was a little blurry, which made it hard for him to see clearly.

"What exactly is going on?"

He felt something was wrong since yesterday, why would he sit on the sofa with that person so intimately?The smile in the other person's eyes made his heart beat faster unconsciously. When he saw that face, Shi Er subconsciously felt that the other person was not his type, but he was attracted to him unconsciously.

"My wife..." The more he recalled those memories carefully, Shi Er could feel something was wrong.

Closing his eyes, Shier seemed to be able to hear the sound of rain falling.

The rainwater slid down, wet his clothes, and also washed away the blood on his body.

Shire was never a nice guy, he hated many things, and he hated his family.

Leaving from the Chanyuan home, he walked directly on the road of hunting and killing magicians.

The first vote he made was to kill a conjurer from a Buddhist monastery.

The guy made him laugh stupidly.

When he was about to die, he was still cursing him, and he was still using his most vicious language to insult him, a useless person.

It's really ridiculous, does he care about these things?

"I was originally a person living in mud, without any value or meaning of living."

This was Zenyuan Shier's evaluation of himself at that time. He was a guy with no self-esteem and no bottom line, so how could he get angry because of a few words?

Self-esteem can't be eaten.

Hey, it's a pity, otherwise he wouldn't have been hungry for so many days.

Being a magician killer belongs to the kind that can make a lot of money in one go, but usually there is not necessarily a single order in a month or two, especially for a fledgling guy like Chanyuan Shier.

No money to eat, no place to live, just like a homeless stray dog.

The rain was washing his body, giving Shier an indescribable feeling.

After a long absence, I feel empty in my heart.

Just when he tilted his head and thought about what to do next to make money, lest he really do such a ridiculous thing as starving to death on the street, the rain on his head suddenly stopped.

An umbrella was propped over his head, and the woman who handed him the umbrella said nothing.

She didn't pity him, and she didn't say anything to ask if he needed help.

Just wanting to see a small abandoned animal on the side of the road, he handed over his umbrella so that the other party had a place to hide.

Although the clothes are not big brands, they are not cheap, and with such kindness...

Zenyuan Shier followed the other party for a long way, and he saw a stupid curse master slapping her attention.

How can my prey let others get ahead of me?

Torn between being a hero to save the beauty and helping her calmly, Zenyuan Shier still didn't just watch the other party in distress before going to save others. It is true that there are more reasons for asking for money that way.

But as an ordinary person, it would be better to stay away from that world.

Shi Er saw the woman's smile in the early sunshine after the rain, she was very beautiful.But no matter how Shi Er recalled it, he couldn't complete that face, as if his own memory had been erased by an eraser.

The irritability continued to rise, and Shi Er wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve himself, but when he touched the cigarette case, the face he saw this morning sounded again.

When he saw Yuan Qianyi walking out of the room with a tired face, he subconsciously wanted to destroy the pack of cigarettes he was smoking directly.

"That face, if it smiles, it must be beautiful."

However, all he saw was exhaustion.

Standing up, Shi Er wanted to figure out what was going on with his strange reaction. When he walked out of the room, he saw Hui who had packed up and was obediently standing at the entrance with his schoolbag on his back.

"There will be a parent meeting in two days."

Seeing Shi Er come out, Hui put the notice in his hand on the cabinet, reminded him in a low voice, opened the door and left.

……

Memories are like surging tides, which ebb and flow and change from time to time.

The old photos in memory seem to have lost all traces of color and lines, and everything has turned into a paste. I desperately want to remember it, but I can't remember it.

Yuan Qianyi could feel that she had experienced that child's whole life.

till the end.

She was sentenced to only have her last few years to live, and wanted to be a replacement for the astral body just in case.

"Oh? You want this as an exchange?" In the room covered with talisman papers, all the chains on her body were removed, and the girl looked up at the man who was close at hand.

The man's eyes were deep, like two holes that had been hollowed out, and he couldn't see any emotional changes, only despair like a boundless deep pool.

"I refuse." The man's voice was slow but clear. Standing on the edge of the cliff, he pushed the man who was already cornered to nowhere without hesitation.

"Your life and death will be decided by us. Even your flesh and blood after death belong to our family."

"Don't think about running away, you can't resist anything."

Words were like sharp knives, directly cutting open her heart.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

A sense of powerlessness envelops her, like a drowning person, no matter how hard she struggles, she can only slowly see herself falling into the bottomless abyss.

With the last glimmer of hope extinguished, all the struggles are like illusory bubbles, which will burst as soon as they are poked, without any sense of substance.

"No, this is not a real memory at all." Yuan Qianyi's body was covered with sweat, she wanted to close her eyes, not to look at these fictional, unreal memory fragments, just to torture her nerves.

It was just to torture her and make her resentment more intense.

All kinds of bad things were happening in front of her.

"If it is made into a movie, these things may make the audience smash the movie theater directly."

It's just to arouse the evil in my heart, so I just abuse for the sake of abuse, without proper foil and ideological struggle.

After a short period of confusion, Minamoto also regained her composure.

She could feel the malicious eyes hidden in the darkness.

"So... why do you care so much about me? I was originally an important part of the other party's plan?"

From a long time ago, Yuan Qianyi felt the existence of the other party, but if it was pushed forward.

It should be that the little girl from the Wutiao family fell into the hands of the other party at the beginning, that is, at that time, the other party used "her" as the material of the experiment, and wanted to do some experiments, but unfortunately he failed to do what he wanted. Die, found Gojo Satoru.

This should be the first time when the plan went wrong, and after that... she took Hui to escape many times, and was almost killed by the other party.

It was at that time that the other party recognized her.

Maybe Pan Xingjiao's attack on her before was also an idle move by the other party.

...If you think about it this way, it seems that there are many things that can be thrown at the other party.

Everything she wants to do can be directly blamed on that guy, Yuan Qianyi is very sure that that Yan Suo is definitely related to the high-level elders of those aristocratic families.

What if they were told that the person who moved those old immortal cakes was not someone else, but the guy who had been doing business with them?

Dog bites dog is the most convenient choice, and - they should be the only ones who can contact and find each other!

It seems that those old oranges still have to be dug out to dry and turn into orange peels.

Then, let's blame the previous incident directly on him.

"Most of the high-level officials probably haven't figured out the situation yet, so if we erase their memories and make them forget the connection between Mr. Yuan, Little Freckles, and Xia You, are some guesses taken for granted?"

Holding the previously rewarded prop 'Scissor of Broken Fate' in her hand, Yuan Qianyi also took out the photo album she got from Teacher Yuan's house.

Originally, the function of "Scissor of Broken Edge" was to cut up the photos so that the user would never touch each other again, but there seemed to be some changes under the blessing.

Broken edge, broken edge, the red thread of fate is completely cut off, whether it is family, friendship or others, everything will be turned into fly ash.

Even memories can be cut together.

It's a pity that because of its effectiveness, it can only be used once.

Flipping through the photo album, Yuan Qianyi saw the group photo that was specially taken out at first sight.

"It seems that 'I' has anticipated all this."

Everything seems to be taken for granted, and the sharp scissors stay beside the photo.

Yuan Qianyi saw many people, and Xia Youjie was also in this photo.

"That's right, it would be more convenient if he forgot all of this."

Otherwise, it will be himself who restrains him.

Regarding the follow-up plan, Yuan Qianyi has already discussed with Little Freckles.

Memories can lie, words can't.

Little Freckles will not write down all these carelessly, he understands himself and will create a suitable method for himself to find out the truth.

Yuan Qianyi didn't know what the effect would be after the change of the Cutting Edge Scissors, but it would be more effective than the curse created by the rope.

It is equivalent to a causal rate weapon, which completely and forcefully erases a person's existence.

The sharp blades of the scissors were moving on the photo, and the gap was getting bigger and bigger, as if to tear the warm picture on the photo completely.

At this time, Xia Youjie called.

"Hey?"