Chapter 128 By some strange twist of fate, Pipa remembered the wall in Lan Yunzhi's bedroom.

"Did you find it?"

"What?"

"That method used to break the restriction."

Pipa listened quietly to Yu Qingzhou and Li Xiao's past, from their initial conflict and acquaintance to their later entanglement...

That proud yet slightly foolish half-demon boy gradually overlapped with the Li Xiao in his memory.

Especially Li Xiao in the basement, who kept claiming to be Yu Qingzhou.

Are there really people in the world who look so alike?

Even the act of losing one's eyes has been replicated...

Pipa wondered if the Li Xiao she knew was gradually becoming another Li Xiao, or if they were essentially the same person.

Since Ah Liu and his group have been able to survive for so long through parasitism, it's understandable.

Then Li Xiao might very well be another "old friend" who has been brought back to life.

—So, when Li Xiao met himself in this life, was he still affected by that restriction?

If the answer is yes...

Pipa felt a strange dizziness.

It's like being caught in a giant whirlpool. You think you've finally sunk to the bottom, but then the silt below collapses again.

In fact, after experiencing all these incredible things, Pipa's ability to bear the so-called truth is obviously far greater than before, or to put it another way, he no longer cares so much.

Since life and death can be faked, and love and hate can be manipulated, then clinging to love and being loved is inevitably a bit too naive.

Pipa doesn't consider herself a smart person, but she also can't be the kind of person who's blindly devoted to love like a moth to a flame.

All he wants now is to know how to end all of this.

—Aren't all those people hoping for Yu Qingzhou's return?

—Then let Yu Qingzhou come back.

Pipa could even offer up her current physical body without hesitation, if Yu Qingzhou didn't mind.

If only it could bring everything to an end...

If a Yu Qingzhou were to appear in this world, who would remember the loquat from before?

Pipa thought that the people who would truly grieve for her death were long gone.

My mother was buried on a small hill in the south village.

Young Master Lan died in the heavy snow in the western suburbs that year.

And Li Xiao, the boy he once liked and even dreamed of spending the rest of his life with, was also reduced to ashes in the fire that engulfed the princess's mansion.

Those who have returned are nothing more than a group of strangers in familiar guise.

However, perhaps in their eyes, they, who look so much like Yu Qingzhou, are the ones who have usurped the position.

It's okay...

I seemed to hear a soft murmur.

It was mixed with a faint ticking sound and a low hum.

A dark red world of writhing, twisted flesh flashed before my eyes, and the gurgling sound of flowing water almost burst my eardrums.

Pipa seemed to see the door he had seen in his dream many years ago again, but this time the door was tightly closed and he heard no knocking.

—It's so quiet.

Despite the many other noises around him, he inexplicably felt a sense of silence.

As if dead...

"Are you alright?" Yu Qingzhou's concerned voice rang out.

Pipa then realized that she was in a dream, and because of unease and pain, she curled herself up into a ball.

Yu Qingzhou was bending down, looking at him with concern.

"It's okay."

It was almost an unintentional utterance of the soft murmur that had just brushed past my ear.

These were meant to be comforting words, but the moment they left my mouth, a strange sadness welled up inside me.

Pipa shook her head, and as if to confirm, whispered again, "It's okay."

Seeing this, Yu Qingzhou didn't ask any more questions, but instead answered the question Pipa had asked earlier.

"It should have been found, but I'm not entirely sure."

Yu Qingzhou said with some shame, "Actually, my memories are not complete. The closer I get to the time before my death, the more blurred my memories become."

Pipa looked at him, at that face that was so similar to her own, yet without a single flaw.

Some doubts arose: "If you don't remember anything, how did you come to this conclusion?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingzhou chuckled softly, seemingly with a hint of self-mockery: "Otherwise, I don't think I could justifiably seek death."

That was an unexpectedly frankness.

Although it might sound a bit boastful, Pipa actually thought the other person was quite cute.

“However, I seem to have sensed something recently.” Yu Qingzhou suddenly became serious. “That’s why I was able to wake up and talk to you face to face.”

Waking up in someone else's dream—what a strange idea. Pipa thought to herself.

"So what exactly does it feel like?" he asked.

"Yes, it feels familiar, like the call of an old friend."

As Yu Qingzhou spoke, he looked up and imagined a certain place in the void: "I can feel that the source is not far away."

Pipa thought for a moment. According to what the other party said, and considering the reality, if there really was something in his current reality that could awaken the wisp of Yu Qingzhou's soul within him, that thing should be near his current residence.

For some inexplicable reason, Pipa remembered the wall in Lan Yunzhi's bedroom.

He also felt a strange attraction to that wall, which tempted him to explore it further.

Therefore, the source of Yu Qingzhou's perception may indeed be hidden behind that.

Pipa recalled what Lan Yunzhi had said when she was staring at that wall.

The other party showed no sign of tension or wariness; instead, they took the initiative to ask if I wanted to take a look.

Was that ambiguous attitude a genuine desire for him to go, or merely a ploy to lure him in?

Pipa was unsure because he had suggested leaving at the time.

The two got into an argument, and the part of Lan Yunzhi's body that belonged to Li Nian suddenly went crazy, so the matter was left unresolved.

Now it seems I really should have gone behind the wall myself to find out what was going on.

A strong premonition rose in Pipa's heart once again.

There, he'll surely find what he wants.

It could be the truth...

It could also be a complete end to this.

Before that, perhaps—

Do you still want to see those people?