【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

As a leader among capitalists, Pantalone does not impose imposed working hours on himself.

For example, at this moment, after he came back from the girl, he knew very well——

Today's work should be something that I can't calm down and deal with properly no matter what.

So, he chose to go home.

For Liyue people, going home can solve 99% of their worries outside. It is the only cure after "returning to the countryside to farm".

Ever since that incident, Pantalone has been forcing herself to deliberately forget something, but the more she wants to forget, the more vivid those days are, as if she is constantly reminding those things that happened.

There is a beautifully decorated room in this house that is unused.

Because Pantalone was trying her best to make herself think that there was no such room, but her footsteps always reached the door unknowingly, causing her sensibility, which was severely suppressed by reason, to start shouting crazily——

Unscrew the handle, or rather unscrew the handle in the memory, and then let yourself sink into that relationship that is destined to be fruitless.

Originally, this feeling was almost forgotten by him, but when he saw the girl today, the overwhelming thoughts began to grow crazily again, as if starting from the heart, wrapping him up.

It was obviously just a one-time meeting.

Pantalone smiled bitterly, and finally reached out and turned the doorknob.

It's hard to say whether there was an element of breaking the jar or not - anyway, after evading him for so long, just one glance could break his defense. In this case, it's useless no matter how hard you try to convince yourself, right?

Although I haven’t set foot here for some time, the people who clean the house are still very discerning and make this room not look bleak and desolate at all, and the furnishings have not changed at all, even a tilted stick placed casually on the table. The pen is exactly the same as that person’s habit.

Pantalone stood at the door and spent a long time mentally building up before taking the first step.

In fact, he rarely set foot in this room even when it was occupied by people, so this familiar and strange feeling that seemed like a world away made his calm emotions suddenly have a strange upsurge, causing the lenses in front of him to change. Stained with a little haze.

what.

Pantalone raised her hand to take off her glasses, but found that the square handkerchief she carried was in the man's hand at this moment, so she had to resort to the next best thing and use her gloved thumb to clean the small stain.

A little embarrassed.

Pantalone put on her glasses again to regain clarity of vision. She raised her head and her eyes fell on the high bookshelf without warning.

Memories that had been dusted for a long time flashed before my eyes at this moment——

That day, did a book fall to the ground?

No matter what period of time a girl is, she is not a careless person, and she definitely does not have the habit of reading while standing.

I don’t know why, it’s clearly just a slightly strange detail, maybe even an accident, but Pantalone’s mind just revolves around this scene, trying to find some clue in it.

Thinking about it, Pantalone stopped in front of the bookshelf, and quickly and carefully read the spine of each book. Without stopping, he kept pulling out books with similar covers to those in his impression, and then put these books together. The books are all placed individually.

From a visual inspection, there is nothing wrong with the book cover or the interlayer... Maybe we should look at the contents of the title page.

This is a waste of time and inexplicable behavior. Pantalone, who was picking up the books one by one and opening the covers, obviously realized this, so the movements of his hands froze for a moment with obvious hesitation, but Then it returned to its original smoothness.

It’s necessary to occasionally take half a day to remember something, right?

It's just that there are too many books. Until the end, Pantalone was mechanically repeating the action of turning over the books. Even his expression was a little dull, which made people doubt that even if there was a fire or earthquake at this time, he would not be able to quickly Wake up from this state.

"what."

"Is it this one?"

On the last page of a book, there is a page full of Juan's beautiful handwriting.

It's very similar to the girl's handwriting, but it's not as smooth as the girl's handwriting, with a little jerkiness.

From Pantalone:

Zhan Xinjia, maybe Zhan Shujia,

By the time you read this text, everything has probably been settled. I don’t know whether my plan was successful or whether that blow was able to help you. I'm sorry for risking our plan without being completely sure, but you should understand me, after all, I don't have the conditions to test it even once.

However, since you still have time to read this old-fashioned love novel, then everything should go according to our plan, right? It's a pity that I can't enjoy the joy of success with you. Of course, I am not qualified. After all, no matter how the same, I am probably just a "(there is a trace of ink bleeding here) fake" in your eyes.

Of course, I am grateful for your care of me. I even wondered at one time whether you had transferred all your feelings for her to me. But I felt it when I played her, you really still like her, no, maybe you love her. Even if you were intimate with me before, a large part of it should be because you were afraid that I wouldn't cooperate, right?

How could I betray myself in such a move?

With someone like you loving "me" like this, I can probably be proud, right? I hope my arrival does not cause you too much trouble.

After understanding your heart, my decision will not be so difficult. Anyway, the person you want to be with you is not me in essence, so I don't have to feel guilty about my breach of trust.

I'm not giving up on myself, I'm just stating a fact. I'm happy to be a part of it.

I'm also very happy to meet you.

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This was an incomplete letter with no signature. Probably the "girl" herself didn't know how to call herself, so she simply left it blank.

Whether it is the handwriting or the content, it can be seen that it was written in a hurry - she probably started writing the moment she decided to die, right?

In fact, Pantalone was not able to watch her go to death with his own eyes, and even until the last meeting before the two separated, Pantalone did not guess that the price of her last step was his own life.

Pantalone took a deep breath, closed the cover, and thought of the "girl's" letter saying that this was a love novel, so she opened the title page again and read the introduction to the book.

Although it was not ruled out that she might have found a book randomly, Pantalone always felt that by doing this, he could get closer to her at that time.

It is indeed a very old-fashioned romance novel.

But the ending doesn't seem cliched.

Because in the ending, the "substitute" broke away from the boring pretending game and found a life of his own.