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"You seem to be quite calm now."

Ye Kong looked at him for a few seconds and asked, "Did I do this in vain? If I had not made a mistake from the beginning and told you the truth, would you have been better off these years?"

Her tone was pure, pure curiosity, without any personal feelings.

Yuan Ye was silent for a moment and shook his head. "I was even more fragile seven years ago than I am now. If I had known the truth then, I would have gone completely crazy, or I would have died with my brother. But now, after seven years of jealousy and hatred towards you, I still have a little hope after learning the truth."

A hint of self-mockery appeared on the young man's face: "Luckily, my brother values ​​me more than you. Fortunately, my brother died for me and not for you."

Ye Kong looked at him calmly and said without any emotion: "You are such a scoundrel."

"Yes, I am a rogue." The young man looked up and smiled at her, "I will continue to live like a rogue in the future - because I know you are right. My brother did not die because he wanted to see me suffer. Rather than being tortured to death by self-blame, he must want to see me live a healthy and happy life."

He turned his head to look at the cold stone tablet, and his tone was almost murmured: "It's just that I seem to miss him more than before."

Of course.

Ye Kong looked at his back and answered him with a cold heart.

Although you missed your brother before, in your heart he was always a heartless bad brother who died for outsiders and cared about outsiders more than you. Now that you remember him and know that he was an impeccable good brother who loved you until his death - of course you will miss him even more.

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but say: "Human nerves are really amazing."

She held up her face and murmured, her expression as cold as a god: "Tens of billions of neurons are working desperately in the brain. In order to make people live easily and happily, they can even tamper with memories. This is completely in line with the selfish nature of human beings."

Yuanye's body stiffened, and he paused for a moment before lowering his head and continuing to work.

After a while, he continued, "My psychiatrist told me that in modern society, at least 70% of people have mental illnesses of varying degrees. Since the human brain cannot remember every detail, memory errors are common..."

He glanced at Ye Kong and said, "Maybe you have forgotten something or have a wrong memory."

"..." Ye Kong looked at him in confusion, "I should know more about psychology than you do. Besides, I'm not a coward like you."

"...I mean some insignificant mistakes. For example, if you give someone flowers countless times, you will always make the mistake of whether you gave roses or roses on some of the occasions. Or, for example, one day your mood fluctuates greatly, and when you are extremely excited or angry, you will lose other insignificant memories..."

"I wouldn't..." Ye Kong was halfway through her words when she suddenly remembered the few seconds of inspiration she had at the Huahe Police Station. She couldn't help but stop talking, then frowned slightly in displeasure.

Yuanye piled up the dirt bit by bit and said, "However, I heard about a special patient from my attending physician - he also had PTSD, and his memory was so severe that he had lost it, but he had been trying to remember it."

Ye Kong was not interested: "Are you going to give me a lecture?"

"What a coincidence," Yuan Ye thought to himself because he had thought of something. "Although he didn't reveal the time directly, it seems that this person got sick seven years ago. During these seven years, he has been trying to use various methods to make himself remember, but he failed every time. In serious cases, it would cause a very terrible physical reaction and his memory would be confused for a long time, but he still didn't give up."

"That's much braver than you."

Only then did Ye Kong slightly raise his eyelids.

Yuanye paused and smiled bitterly: "You are right - it is indeed difficult for me to imagine how people can overcome their instinctive fear and keep approaching something that causes them endless pain."

"It's simple, because rather than indulge in illusory happiness, he would rather choose sober pain."

Ye Kong stood up, looked at the pile of earth that had been almost filled, turned around and walked down the mountain. Before leaving, he casually asked, "Is the patient you are talking about a man or a woman?"

"I don't know. My doctor is very professional and never discloses specific information about other patients."

Ye Kong just asked casually and didn't insist on getting an answer.

She looked up at the sky. A moist breeze blew, and she couldn't help but murmur, "Why does it feel like it's going to rain again?"

·

It was indeed raining again.

Light rain.

Fine threads of rain float in the air, covering the entire world in a gentle and blurry filter.

Just as Ye Kong was going down the mountain carrying the shovel that was of little use, a black Bentley, which had just completed a two-hour return journey, silently broke into the light rain in Huahe County.

In the car, the secretary sat upright in the passenger seat, but his eyes kept looking back involuntarily.

The man was leaning back in his seat, wearing an old pair of VR glasses.

His usually upright body was stretched out as if it had no bones, revealing a lifeless calmness.

The secretary didn't dare to disturb him, but his heart, which had been uneasy for two hours, could not calm down.

——Wen Can never takes the normal highway when coming to Huahe, and the same is true when leaving.

He would rather take a detour of several hours to catch a plane in a nearby city than take the highway from Huahe County to Gotham City.

Because seven years ago, he and his mother had a car accident on this road.

Chi Wandao died on the spot and Wen Can stayed in the hospital for several months.

The first thing he did after being discharged from the hospital was to return to the scene of the accident - he wanted to find his memory of what happened.

But as soon as the car drove into the accident site, Wen Can, who was only 20 years old at the time, immediately had a serious collapse reaction.

He came here originally to remember everything that happened at that time, but the result made his memory even more confused.

During those few short days, the first thing he did every day when he opened his eyes was to find his mother to return the flower box - he even forgot that Chi Wandao had passed away and that time had been lost and he had returned to the time before the accident.

After trying twice, Wen Can completely avoided this highway.

For seven years, he tried various methods to remind himself, but he never returned to the scene of the accident - he was afraid that he would forget something more important.

And now, it’s the first time.

The car had been driving for two hours when he suddenly asked the driver to return along the same route.

The secretary originally thought that he had forgotten something important and suggested that he could ask someone to mail it, but he unexpectedly said, "I don't want to go back to my grandfather's house."

"Take the Huahe Expressway to Gaotan Airport."

The man said, and put on the VR glasses.

The carriage fell into deathly silence.

For two whole hours, the secretary kept thinking over and over again in extreme shock and anxiety: Why?

After seven years, revenge has been progressing in an orderly manner. He is as patient as a hunter who can remain motionless and wait for another ten thousand years even though his body is covered with snow for ten thousand years.

Why on earth?

The secretary was pondering this question over and over again. When the Bentley drove past the familiar gate of the orphanage, he suddenly heard a murmurous voice behind him.

“…I won’t waver.”

The man was cold, yet seemed to be suppressing infinite pain, and whispered a promise to someone in the virtual world: "I won't be shaken by anyone."