Chapter 385 Those 'selves' I created will leave me.
The afternoon sun was a bit too intense, shining through the window into the room. The boy at the desk had his head down, his calm and gentle gaze fixed on the sheet music recording the musical notes.
For a moment, the sunlight bathed him in a radiant glow.
Having just emerged from the system space, 01 looked like she had just woken up, dazed and confused as she looked around at her surroundings.
Upon seeing the familiar figure, it let out a howl and flew towards the boy, the tiny creature nestled into his arms.
Qianzhu looked down at it and paused for a moment. Then he let go of the pen in his hand, raised his hand and held it. Before he could say anything to it, the little fur ball in his hand hugged his finger and started crying.
Large tears welled up from its beady eyes, wetting that part of its fluffy fur, but the tears did not touch Qianzhu.
"Hmm?" Qianzhu tilted her head slightly in confusion, ran her fingertips through the downy fur on its head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
01 Sobbing, tears streaming down her face.
[After I finished updating, I saw... I saw the host's past life, and I felt... I felt so sad.]
Qianzhu paused, his hand stroking its fur, before snapping back to reality. His eyes flashed, but a light smile quickly returned to his face. "Oh, I see. What did you see?"
01 wiped her eyes, her voice choked with sobs, "[I saw fragments of the host's last moments before passing away in my previous life.]"
"Then there's nothing to be sad about. After all, I met you, didn't I?" Qianzhu gently comforted it.
01 looked at him with some sadness, [But, having memories of death must be very painful, right? Won't the memories of your past life cause you any trouble?]
Qianzhu smiled as she looked at it, her voice soft and gentle, her gaze flickering as if she were recalling something. "No."
"If I didn't have memories of my past life, I might be very happy in this world, but if I didn't have memories of my past life... then those 'me's' that I created would leave me."
Those created "selves" are his public personas in this world, and also each and every one of the distinct personalities he portrays.
"These 'me's' that aren't like me are... to me..."
Qianzhu lowered her eyes and murmured softly, her tiny words seemingly melted by the scorching sunlight, leaving no trace of emotion.
01 was stunned.
It thought of 'Rong Qian' from its past life and 'Mr. R' in this life.
Aside from their hair color, eye color, and the beauty mark at the corner of their eye, they look exactly alike.
It can't quite understand this feeling right now.
01 Gazing at the Thousand Bamboos.
'Rong Qian' and 'Qian Ye Qian Zhu' don't actually look alike at all, but perhaps because they share the same soul, their gentle eyes seem to overlap.
Looking at his smile, 01 awkwardly wiped the downy hair that had been dampened by her tears, chuckled, and then spoke with bright eyes:
[By the way! Was your name Rong Qian in your past life? Rong as in smile and Qian as in a thousand autumns?]
Qianzhu's smile remained unchanged, and upon hearing this, she simply shook her head slightly, "No, that's not it."
[Huh!?] 01 was instantly dumbfounded, and the whole ball froze.
Huh? Did it mishear?
It really is an incompetent system, sob sob sob.
Seeing the little furball looking sad again, Qianzhu smiled slightly, gently placed it on the desk, and then picked up her pen again.
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