Emerald green vines entwine the intricately carved iron gate, and the bright moonlight casts a hazy glow on the detached villa standing halfway up the mountain.

It's like a mirage, giving it an unreal feel.

The black sedan stopped in front of the iron gate. The old man opened the car door, and his voice, hoarse and aged as if stained by smoke, rang out in the desolate night, "Miss Xia, we've arrived."

Xia Linyin lifted her skirt and got out of the car. After glancing at the villa, she reached out and pushed open the ornate iron gate in front of her, which was entwined with green vines.

Vast fields of roses are in full bloom, their rich fragrance filling the air.

With her fiery red skirt trailing on the cobblestone path, Xia Linyin walked along the path, the rose bushes on both sides giving her the feeling of wandering in a sea of ​​flowers.

Finally, she reached the center of the garden.

On the marble table sat an enamel-painted tray, on which lay bunches of crystal grapes, each one perfectly round and plump.

A bottle of red wine sits next to the fresh grapes.

The man sat in a wicker chair, wearing the same silver mask as yesterday, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Gently swirling his wine glass, he watched as Xia Linyin, dressed in a red dress, slowly walked towards him, her alluring beauty more dazzling than the blooming roses around her.

When Xia Linyin walked up to him, the man downed the glass of red wine in one gulp, licked the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and got up from the wicker chair. "You've come."

The strong smell of red wine made Xia Linyin take a step back, which reminded her of the unbearable scene from the previous night.

Looking up and staring directly into the man's alluring red eyes, Xia Linyin asked, "Who are you?"

"I am your lover." The man curved his handsome lips into a smile, his voice so gentle it could drip honey.

"Lover?" Xia Linyin frowned in confusion. "Why can't I remember?"

The man looked intently at Xia Linyin, "You don't need to remember, you just need to trust me."

"Is that so?" Xia Linyin reached out and placed her hand on the man's cold mask. Seeing that the man did not refuse, she took a deep breath and slowly lifted the silver mask.

Long, sword-like eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and a high, straight nose—every feature is perfectly proportioned, as if sculpted by God.

His blood-red eyes and long silver hair gave him a mixed-race look.

Who else could have such a perfect appearance besides Li Luo? But the man in front of her doesn't look like Li Luo. Maybe it's because of the color of his pupils, maybe it's because of the color of his hair, or maybe it's because he has a completely different temperament from Li Luo.

"Li Luo?" Xia Linyin called out uncertainly.

“Shang.” The man smiled slightly. “I am Li Shang, but you can call me Li Luo if you wish.”

"What...does that mean?" Xia Linyin frowned.

“Honey, this isn’t a good place to chat.” Li Shang took Xia Linyin’s hand and led her through the garden.

A night breeze swept by, swirling the rose petals into the air, making them dance and twirl like a rain of petals, a breathtaking sight.

A hot air balloon was parked in the back garden. A bright and sharp scimitar appeared in Li Shang's hand. Xia Linyin immediately recognized the scimitar as Li Luo's crescent blade.

Li Shang swung his sword and severed the ropes, and the hot air balloon slowly rose into the sky.

Sheathing his sword, Li Shang unfurled a pair of black wings from his back, each nearly three meters long.

The jet-black feathers were delicate and smooth, with a soft sheen.

"Birdman!" Xia Linyin exclaimed.

“…They are fallen angels.” Li Shang explained with a wry smile, then flapped his wings and carried Xia Linyin into the hot air balloon.

High in the sky, the fierce wind howled, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes. Li Shang folded his wings and sheltered Xia Linyin under his wings.

"Li Shang, Li Luo, and Xiao Li, which one is you?" Xia Linyin asked, looking at the man in front of her who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Li Shang placed a piece of clay in Xia Linyin's palm. The clay was shaped like a doll. Before Xia Linyin could examine it closely, Li Shang grabbed her hand and deformed the doll.

"I'm just an NPC, like this clay, arbitrarily molded by the game into various personalities and characters, but I never have my original form."

"Do you remember what I told you? I was assigned by the game, playing various roles in different games."

"What games love to do most is to give me all sorts of tragic fates. What can I do? I'm the villainous boss that you players need to defeat."

"Sometimes I am the leader of a demonic cult that everyone wants to kill, and sometimes I am a great demon who wants to destroy the whole world..."

"As an NPC, each time my memory is erased, it's like a data cleanup. My memories were preserved, but the price was that this data kept accumulating, like a snowball rolling downhill, until it was almost about to explode."

Xia Linyin's heart clenched involuntarily. A person's memories from childhood to adulthood are astonishing, and when all of a person's memories are compressed into one person's brain, these intertwined memories become unbearable pain.

"There was a time when I didn't know who I was, I didn't know which one was the real me, and I didn't even know what kind of expression to make."

"I would cry one minute, laugh the next, feel great joy the next, and feel great sorrow the next, like a madman."

Li Shang gave a self-deprecating laugh and looked up at the night sky.

"Later, I finally figured it out. These were all me. I spent some time sorting out my memories, separating each personality independently, and finally I was able to switch between these personalities at will without getting confused."

"So... what are your different personalities?"

Upon hearing Xia Linyin's question, Li Shang turned his gaze from the night sky to her.

"When personalities are separated, not every character's personality remains. The competition was fierce, it was a dog-eat-dog world, and only the strong had the chance to survive."

"Back then, there was a guy who liked to curl his pinky finger. He didn't even have a chance to speak before he was kicked."

Li Shang smiled slightly, a gentle smile so beautiful it made one's heart flutter.

"Xiao Li is the least mature and the strongest among us. He is the first and the main personality. We exist because of him. He is the only personality that can control all the personalities."

“If Xiao Li is the youngest brother among us, then Li Luo is the eldest brother. Li Luo is a special forces soldier, a special forces soldier who was betrayed by his country and friends. He spent five years in the darkest prison in the world. His self-control is the strongest among us.”

"So you chose to let him approach me in the first place?" Xia Linyin clenched her fists. "Who did it? Who pulled me back into the game?"