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After a while of rotation, the scene around them was completely shuffled and completely changed.

The tree-lined path is gone, replaced by a spacious lecture hall with rows of tables, chairs and cups fixed neatly, at least able to accommodate a hundred people—it is a typical university classroom, or a university classroom. The kind of class.

There were still no other living creatures in the classroom, but a puppet was seen in the middle of the third row.At this time, the puppet was not wearing a school uniform, but was wearing loose and light clothes, with a pen in one hand and a book in the other.

Lin Ziqian walked over and took out the book under the puppet to have a look. It was still in English, probably a book related to criminology.

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Lin Ziqian knew that the time was right—it was during his college days, and he had chosen the fundamentals of criminology as a school-wide elective on weekends of one semester.

And the professor who taught the class...is Professor Yi, who has a high probability of being Hua Zhai's father.

But right now there is no Professor Yi, only a puppet who cannot be happy or angry.

The puppet remained silent for a while, letting Lin Zijuan play with it.

"Are you serious in your college classes?" Hua Zhai also came over and said something casually.

In such a large public classroom, and elective courses that have nothing to do with majors, most people's purpose is nothing more than to get credits, and they don't care too much about it from top to bottom, but Lin Ziyu still sits in such a front seat .

And the book that the puppet is holding... It's not a core textbook, it's all in English, and ordinary undergraduates majoring in law may not necessarily do this kind of extended reading.

It's a completely different style of painting from high school.

Lin Zijuan flipped through the book, the cover of the book was restored, but the inside was blank.

"It's different." Throwing the book back to the original place, Lin Ziqian explained, "This is the class I chose."

Hua Zhai understood that he had to do it in high school, and Lin Ziyu could do it well, but it was difficult to have enthusiasm.But when he came to university, he chose the major by himself, and he also chose the electives outside the major. From the point of view of the starting point, it was quite different, and the energy Lin Ziyu was willing to put into it was naturally incomparable.

Nothing could be seen on the puppet, so the two left the classroom.

Near this public teaching building is the office building of the law school, separated only by a green belt.

They walked on the bluestone slabs in the green belt. It was quiet enough and the environment was good. The two of them, one in front of the other, were obviously walking normally, but they were blown by the head-on breeze and smelled the faint fragrance of flowers... There were only the two of them left between the sky and the earth, and some feelings began to drift unconsciously.

Lin Zijuan glanced at Hua Zhai from the corner of his eye, "This is the lover slope of our school."

The legend of lover's slope has been enduring in various colleges and universities for many years, and all kinds of young couples love to come here to step on it.The place may not be so beautiful, and there will be no real people here to swear each other forever, more people just follow the trend and drop by to have fun.

Hua Zhai grabbed Lin Ziqian's finger from behind, "Well, let's make up a date."

From high school to college...if they had known each other earlier, their stories would have opened up in a different way.They will meet each other in high school, maybe even have a sneaky puppy love, and then enter this university together, choose the same elective, attend classes in a large classroom with more than 100 people, and exchange mutual tacit secrets.

Lin Zijuan thought leisurely, "But I used to come to Lover's Slope to bask in the sun and read books."

Hua Zhai: "..."

Lover's Slope has a good terrain, plenty of sunlight, and is close to the teaching building. Every now and then, Linzi Prison would come out with a book and find a comfortable place to sit down and grind for a few hours.

He just finished speaking, and the puppet classmate in the teaching building also came out, as if to confirm what Linzi Prison said, the puppet really carried a schoolbag and a book, and walked up the slope step by step, finally Sit cross-legged in a flat position.

"That's it." Lin Ziyu was very satisfied, feeling that the puppet was very restored.

Hua Zhai: "..."

According to the experience of the previous scene, the puppet representing Hua Zhai should also appear, and there can be some intersection between the two puppets.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before another puppet appeared.

Puppet Hua Zhai came from the other side of the bluestone slab. It carried a bag across its shoulders and walked very slowly. It also looked around from time to time, looking at the unfamiliar environment around it like a tourist.

When it got closer, Lin Zijuan found that the puppet's hands were bleeding—of course, the puppet was supposed to be bloodless, and the bloody mark on the back of the hand was more like red paint.

There wasn't much "blood" on its hands, almost to the extent of scratching the skin, and even a small piece of wood was missing under the red paint.If the injury is really on the flesh and blood, the cut can heal within a few days without medicine, but disinfection is still necessary.

But the puppet didn't care about the wound at all, and moved forward with big thorns, not knowing whether it didn't matter or didn't pay attention.

Lin Ziyu took a look at Hua Zhai...it was really something Hua Zhai would do, after all, this person could still hit the knife edge by himself.

Hua Zhai only shook his head slightly, he had no memory of this experience at all.

Hua Zhai is not a student of this university - Lin Zijuan still knows this. After Hua Zhai disappeared, Lin Zijuan went to Hua Zhai's university to check the traces of this person.

Na Huazhai came here mostly because of Professor Yi.

The relationship between the father and son is not harmonious. Lin Ziyu has seen it in the pre-selection level. Professor Yi, a refined and refined scholar, can get angry at any time in front of Hua Zhai, and even shake his fist at Hua Zhai.

Maybe the injury on Hua Zhai's hand is also related to Professor Yi. For example, he copied a book in the office and threw it at him. If it is a thick and hard book, it is not difficult to break the corner of the book when it hits someone. Flesh...

Hua Zhai and Professor Yi are in the same situation, but there is no way to find out the reason. After the "return" level, Professor Yi also disappeared in the virtual world, which is probably related to Hua Zhai.The two are blood relatives, and Hua Zhai's intervention changed Professor Yi's original data a lot, and became a role specially for Hua Zhai. After Hua Zhai's external factors disappeared, Professor Yi was also erased.

The two continued to watch, both of them faintly looking forward to seeing how the two puppets would develop next.

The puppet representing Hua Zhai walked a few steps and stopped suddenly, threw his backpack on the lawn, and sat down on the ground next to him, with his hands behind his back, and raised his face to bask in the sun.

Neither of the two puppets went any further, they maintained a distance of about ten steps, each occupying a territory without interfering with each other.

This result was somewhat beyond Lin Ziyu's expectations, but it was within reason.He didn't have much memory of Hua Zhai in his past, and the intersection between the two in reality must not be deep, almost just passing by.

In the past, there was a saying that was widely circulated that it was only five hundred times of looking back in the past life in exchange for passing by once in this life.Lin Ziyu and Hua Zhai are not so bleak... They rubbed shoulders countless times in the past without paying attention, and in exchange for all kinds of entanglements afterwards.

Many foreshadowings have been laid for them in the past, and they can't miss it.

Just when Lin Zijuan thought the scene was over, his puppet closed the book and stood up, walking towards Huazhai's puppet.

The distance of a few steps quickly disappeared, and then I saw the puppet Linzi prison touched something and handed it to the puppet Huazhai.

The puppet Huazhai was obviously taken aback, and it took a few seconds before he remembered to reach out to pick it up. During this period, the puppet Linzi prison calmly maintained this gesture of handing over.

After the submission of the two puppets, the puppet forest prison turned around and left without any other actions.

And what he handed out... was a Band-Aid.

Lin Ziqian used to have the habit of carrying small things with him at all times, such as Band-Aids, staplers, and book clips, but he didn't remember this at all.

He probably just handed Huazhai the band-aid at the time, and he didn't even pay much attention to it, and he didn't have much memory, so this matter was quickly buried in his mind.

After watching the reappearance of the scene now, Lin Ziyu's memory is a little loose, and he has a vague impression.

Going to see Hua Zhai again, Hua Zhai's expression is unclear, his face is deep, and he doesn't say a word.

"Do you have any impression?" Lin Ziyu asked without hope.

"No," Hua Zhai said, "but at home... I do store a band-aid in a box."

The "home" that Hua Zhai refers to is the setting in the false world at the beginning. At that time, he found a box of inexplicable things. He had no clue and could only ignore it. Unexpectedly, he packed it himself. .

"A box?" Lin Zijuan keenly grasped the key point, "Is there a band-aid in a box?"

How big can a bandage be, and it has to be stored separately in a box?

Hua Zhai thought about the contents of the box, and it was rare that his face was not enough... It was common for him to speak to Lin Ziyu, and he smiled and brought the truth, but he really wanted to dig under this illusion A few points are even more difficult.

In the last level, Lin Ziyu directly asked Hua Zhai whether he loved him or not, but Hua Zhai didn't answer.

The love that has been silent for too long cannot be easily expressed, no matter how many words are enough to support these things that have repeatedly settled in his heart.

Looking into Lin Ziyu's eyes, Hua Zhai had some secret expectations, like waiting for the moment before the old wine that had been buried in the ground for many years was finally about to be opened.

"In addition to Band-Aids, there is also a pen."

It goes without saying that the owner of this pen is also Lin Ziqian.

A bandage or a pen, no matter how they are used, cannot be regarded as a rich collection, and if they are gone, they are not worthy of Lin Ziqian's distress, but they are the only proof of their meager relationship.

Hua Zhai rushed to the side of the puppet, lifted his own puppet, and snatched the band-aid from its hand.

Lin Ziyu took a closer look at Hua Zhai's hand. This band-aid is very ordinary and can be bought anywhere, and it doesn't have any amazing healing power. It is better than nothing for the wound on Hua Zhai's hand at that time.

After the scene was performed, everything around him began to disappear again. The Band-Aid was an illusion, and Hua Zhai couldn't take it away. In the blink of an eye, the Band-Aid disappeared into ashes at his fingertips and became invisible.

Hua Zhai flicked his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and said nothing.

Lin Zijuan took his hand and kissed lightly on the back of it.

In the next moment, the surroundings were dark, and this university scene was completely shattered.