Turning around, she looked at the small house in front of her which had nothing "special" about it.

"I always feel that today is very strange. When I woke up this morning, there were too many things that were confusing and inconsistent."

"Is it... because the world is about to collapse?"

She picked up the clothes beside her, put them on and went to the door.

But when I reached out to open the door, I found...

"what is this?"

Her hand stopped in the air, staring blankly at the red rope tied around her wrist.

"When have I ever... brought something like this?"

She frowned and wanted to take it off to have a look.

But when it touched, it stopped.

"never mind."

For some reason, she was reluctant to do so.

But she didn't know the reason.

At least, that was the only real inconsistency.

That feeling of disobedience was as if something had been taken away from my life.

Everything that belonged to someone, or something, was taken away.

But you don't know what that is yet.

You will only feel the emptiness and helplessness after the loss.

At this moment, this red string may be the only thing that is related to the unknown but has not disappeared...

"all."

Obviously, for Yulandel at this moment, perhaps she will never know what this red rope means.

Nor did we put more energy here.

She opened the door.

But I found that there was nothing outside.

“Is it all gone?”

"But why white?"

Her memory had always been filled with black void, so how come it had turned white now?

Trying to take a step forward, Yulandel found that she could step on the void.

So she stopped hesitating and left step by step the house which, in her opinion, was just a temporary residence for her and had no special "meaning".

But as she walked, she suddenly found a door in front of her.

"Someone?"

This is a glass door, but it is not transparent. You can just vaguely see a blurry figure inside it.

Yulandel saw it all, watching the figure slowly walk to the table, and a brisk voice followed closely behind:

"Is this... the lemonade prepared for me?"

"It's a pity that it's all spilled~ The contents inside are..."

She seemed to take a bite and then felt a little disappointed.

"It's water~"

"That's right. It seems that he didn't have time to clean it after spilling it."

"It was an accidental discovery, but... I really want to drink it one last time."

"□□ made it himself. It tastes the best."

"..."

"Who is that?"

It was strange that when she saw this situation, her first thought was not to be alert.

But loss of consciousness.

She listened absentmindedly to the strange voice, whose every word seemed to move her heartstrings, gradually fading away.

Just when the figure was about to disappear, Yulandel finally moved.

"and many more!"

She pushed the door open.

"you……"

But as soon as he said this, he realized that this was the kitchen.

There was no human figure among them.

There were only dishes piled up in the reservoir and drops of water dripping from the faucet from time to time.

as well as……

An overturned drinking glass.

What's in the cup?

"Lemon...lemonade?"

She didn't know why she thought of this.

But for some reason, she wanted to do that now.

Go make a cup.

Just one cup.

So she no longer hesitated.

He came to the cupboard and took out the ingredients skillfully.

She didn't even know why these things were placed here, nor did she know how she knew about it, and she never thought that she didn't remember making lemonade at all.

She did it all instinctively, naturally and skillfully.

It was like a brand engraved deep in her soul; she could do it even if she didn't want to.

Soon, a glass of brand new and delicious lemonade appeared in her hands.

"Okay, according to your preference, less ice and more lemon to make it sweeter, you can come... drink..."

Turning around, she subconsciously said these words while holding the glass of lemonade.

But when she came to her senses, she realized that she was the only one here.

So……

Why did she make this lemonade?

Again in...

What to expect?

She stood there blankly, silent for a long time.

After a long, long time... she picked up a straw, inserted it into the cup, accurately passed it through the middle of a slice of lemon, and brought the other end of the straw to her mouth.

Open your mouth, take a small sip, and savor it carefully.

It seemed like... someone had taught her.

A girl once snuggled up to her and held the straw to her lips.

"Look, I sucked through the two lemon slices with the straw."

"Hehe, killing two birds with one stone! Hitting right between the eyebrows! Awesome, isn't it~?"

"Hey! What do you mean it's easy to do if you want to? Your answer is so wooden and lacks emotional intelligence!"

"Besides, I didn't mean it, okay? Unintentional coincidences are rare~"

"Oh, forget it. I won't argue with a fool like you who has low emotional intelligence."

"Come, have a sip, it's delicious."

"Hmm? Is that a look of rejection? Hey! I gave you the first sip. Do you know how important it is to drink lemonade?!"

"Open your mouth! I'll be angry if you don't drink it."

"I am angry, that's right! Oh... guess how serious it is!"

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"What? You're fooling me again. I can tell from your expression that you don't like it that much."

"No! It must be that I drank it wrong. Come, I'll teach you."

"Taste it carefully, take a small sip without exerting too much force, let the sour and sweet lemonade slide smoothly over the tip of your tongue, and feel the sensation of it flowing down your throat."

"Just listen to the gurgling sound slowly. It's magical."

Gulu~Gulu~

The glass of lemonade was quickly finished.

As he stared in a trance, the scene in front of him, whether it was a memory or an illusion, was slowly burned away, leaving no trace in the depths of his memory.

"What on earth is wrong with me?"

Take a look at the lemonade in your hand that you drank without realizing it.

I have to say, she doesn't like lemonade.

No matter how she tastes it, if she doesn't like it, she just doesn't like it.

But...she seemed to be able to taste some different flavors once.

Now... even this has disappeared.

Open the door and leave.

The world outside is changing again.

She appeared above the neon-lit city at night.

Standing on top of a tall building, she looked down, with Fu Hua and Rita beside her.

And in front of...

"Who is that blurry figure?"

"At this time, I..."

Looking at her armor, she recalled.

"I remember now. At that time, I received an order to come here to retrieve the information that Anti-Entropy had intercepted from Tianming."

"So...she is the enemy?"

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