Chapter 105 Chapter 105

This was something Xia Meng had not expected.

"Backtrack? Backtrack to what?"

Xia Meng looked up in confusion.

She had never heard of such a supernatural power.

The abilities of sentinels and guides are varied and bizarre, but most of them cannot be separated from the rules and order of the real world and cannot be too extraordinary.

Backtracking?

Go back in time?

It sounds very strong and powerful.

But is this possible?

If time could be turned back so easily, the price to pay would surely be extremely high.

How much mental energy is consumed by using it once?

It would take Emil several days to recover after using an ability of the level of Sky-Splitting.

Li Zhou also has the ability to pause time, but an S-class sentinel can only pause it for a few seconds.

Luo Xunfei is just an ordinary guide, what makes him so special?

Luo Xunfei seemed to see the doubt in her eyes. He lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, "What's going back isn't time, but...memory."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his eyes.

His gentle gaze swept across her face inch by inch.

Xia Meng saw a familiar tenderness and kindness in his eyes.

She couldn't help but think of the day they first met - no, it wasn't really a meeting, they were in Cui Yang's mental picture at the time, he was a caterpillar, but those eyes, she still remembered them vividly.

The look in those eyes was the same as it is now, without hostility, without vigilance, and even without calculation.

As gentle as an older brother looking at his younger sister.

But this is outrageous.

Who is this person?

Why are you looking at her with such a strange look for no reason?

Could he be sick too?

Xia Meng tried her best to remain calm, not showing the slightest emotion on her face.

She pressed, "Memory? Whose memory?"

Luo Xunfei answered quickly: "Yours."

Xia Meng's gaze was fixed.

Hers?

What's the meaning?

What memories does she have?

Xia Meng said nothing, and didn't react. However, Luo Xunfei, as if he had seen her reaction, answered without her needing to reply, "Have you always believed that everything you saw after entering the orphanage was another person's mental picture?"

"No, that's the memory I retrieved for you."

Recovered...memories?

Xia Meng's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

"Impossible." She refuted him almost immediately.

"My memory has always been complete. From childhood to adulthood, every stage of my memory is true. I grew up in China, and my memories of relatives, school, friends... everything is flawless. How could there be so many inexplicable memories? Luo Xunfei, you're not trying to hypnotize me and make me accept a memory that doesn't even belong to me, are you?"

She stared at him intently. "Let me remind you that we are all psychiatrists. Hypnosis won't work on me."

Luo Xunfei laughed again.

Smiling happily.

He spread his hands calmly, shrugged and said, "How could that be? I wouldn't do that. You don't have to be so wary of me."

Now that things have come to this, Xia Meng is too lazy to pretend.

She propped up her chin and said bluntly, "There's nothing I can do. The more harmless you act, the more sanctimonious and ulterior motives you appear."

Luo Xunfei: "I admit I have ulterior motives, but forget about my hypocritical appearance. I am clearly consistent in my words and deeds."

Xia Meng: "Are you really the same as you appear to be? But you're obviously hiding a lot of secrets."

Luo Xunfei: "The reason a secret is a secret is because there is a need to keep it hidden."

Xia Meng: "So you didn't come here to share secrets with me today?"

Obviously not.

Luo Xunfei paused and chuckled, "Didn't I already share it with you?"

Xia Meng: "Superpower?"

Luo Xunfei: "Of course, things like superpowers are personal privacy, so aren't they considered secrets?"

Xia Meng thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be true."

Luo Xunfei: "Then do you plan to reciprocate?"

Xia Meng smiled: "How do you reciprocate? Can I tell you what my special ability is?"

Luo Xunfei also laughed: "That's not necessary."

Xia Meng: "Then what do you want?"

She casually asked the question she wanted to know most at the moment.

Luo Xunfei's gaze returned to her face: "Your trust."

Xia Meng chuckled coldly: "This is a bit difficult."

Luo Xunfei sighed sadly: "Yes, I know."

He asked, "Then what should I do so that you can trust that I will never hurt you?"

This is too difficult.

How can one person fully trust another person?

Whether it is family, love, or friendship, it is impossible for two people to be truly close and unconditional.

Some people may say that only the thorough imprinting between a sentinel and a guide can lead to the state of selflessness.

But even I have a self, an ego, and a superego, let alone two different individuals?

Different people will have different positions.

Everyone has their own perspective when looking at people, the world, and themselves.

Xia Meng replied: "You don't need to do anything. I have eyes and I can see for myself. As for what you want to do, just do it. I will make my own judgment."

After listening to this, Luo Xunfei nodded in agreement: "Yes, it does sound like something you would say."

Xia Meng raised her eyes: "You know me very well, don't you?"

How many times have they met?

Isn't this inappropriate?

Luo Xunfei smiled and asked instead of answering, "Do you still want to listen to my long talk?"

If they continue to be so vigilant and confrontational, they will probably have to sit there until dawn tomorrow.

Xia Meng immediately made a "please" gesture.

Luo Xunfei adjusted himself to a more relaxed position on the sofa before slowly beginning to narrate, "My special ability, Recall, allows me to recover memories. You know, the potential of the human brain is actually unlimited. Memories that people think they've forgotten are stored deep within their subconscious. My Recall ability allows me to enter their mental landscape and retrieve their memories through this ability."

Xia Meng listened with her chin in her hand and casually said, "With this ability, you'd be a good polygraph examiner. You can catch every suspect lying."

Luo Xunfei gave her a meaningful look.

Xia Meng pointed to Li Zhou's room. "So, what does your ability have to do with him? What's wrong with him now?"

Luo Xunfei: "This can be considered as a sequelae. I stole some memories from deep within his mind."

Xia Meng narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean? What are you doing?"

Luo Xunfei said, "In order to piece together a complete memory, I have to do this. Besides, it's not just him, I also stole some memories from Herman."

As he spoke, Luo Xunfei looked at her: "Don't you want to ask what memory I stole?"

Xia Meng looked at him, frowning silently.

The next second, Luo Xunfei gave the answer: "Yes, that's what you saw."

“Those are real memories.”

"Hermann's and Li Zhou's. I stole these two memories from them and pieced together yours."

"Have you ever wondered why everything you saw there seemed so real?"

"Xia Meng, that's your original life."

Xia Meng stood up suddenly.

This is ridiculous!

What the hell is he talking about!?

Hypnosis didn't work on her, so he started to brainwash her?!

She interrupted him with a cold face: "You can't make up a story like this, Luo Xunfei, if your brain is broken, go see a doctor."

Luo Xunfei sighed lightly.

He lowered his head, feeling extremely helpless, and murmured, "I told you there's no way you'd believe it."

His muttering was almost silent.

But Xia Meng still heard it, no, it should be said that she read it out by lip reading.

She sneered and said, "Since you know I won't believe it, why do you still want to say it?"

Luo Xunfei nodded, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Yes. Because you asked me to do this."

Xia Meng was so angry that she almost laughed. She pointed at herself speechlessly and said, "I asked you to do this? Am I crazy?"

Luo Xunfei said, "Yes, I always thought you were crazy. No normal person would do what you did."

Xia Meng: “…”

Just confront her, why scold her?

Xia Meng: "What did I do?"

Luo Xunfei touched his chin and said, "Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't believe me, because you only trust your own eyes and your intuition."

Xia Meng: "So?"

Luo Xunfei pointed to his forehead and said, "There are still many memories left. Don't you want to continue reading?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. Just believe in yourself. Once you've read all the memories, you'll be able to make your own judgment."

Xia Meng stared at him without saying a word.

She looked at him for a long time, so long that Luo Xunfei thought she would raise some questions, but she put away her guarded eyes, sighed softly, and changed the subject: "You still have a fever, go back to your room and have a good rest."

She's a little confused now.

What Luo Xunfei just said had a huge impact on her.

What do you mean…those are real memories?

If those were real memories, then what about the ones she remembered in her own mind?

Is it made up out of thin air?

No, she believed that everything she had experienced since childhood was real.

She is not that "Xia Meng".

She is herself.

She turned and walked into Li Zhou's room and closed the door.

She leaned quietly against the door panel, her complex and indecipherable eyes passing through the dim room and falling on Li Zhou's face.

…

In the living room, Luo Xunfei sighed silently.

His gaze fell to the window.

Finally we have come to this point.

It was not in vain for all his years of running around and searching.

He lowered his eyes and closed them, but what appeared before his eyes was the clear and determined Xia Meng in his memory.

She stood alone at the top of the black tower, overlooking the lights of thousands of homes in Beijing under the moonlight.

At that time, he stood behind her and asked softly, "I can help you. But... do you really want me to do that? Let you see your memories with your own eyes?"

She didn't even turn her head: "Yes."

He: “What if that memory you don’t believe is yours?”

She was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I will believe it."

Him: “Why?”

She: “Because, this is me.”

At this moment, Luo Xunfei slowly stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

Looking out the window, he could also see the distant and grand lights of thousands of homes in Beijing city in this direction.

Behind every cluster of lights is a family.

This world is exactly the same as the reality in his memory.

"Xia Meng..." He sighed softly and muttered to himself, "This is all I can help you with. For the rest, you have to rely on yourself."