[All?] Lin Su asked solemnly.
[Yes, all of them.] 09 said.
Lin Su's grip on the gun kept tightening. He retained all the memories of Bai Jingtang, whether it was their first encounter or every subsequent change. Such memories made him think that changing the node would allow Bai Jingtang to break free from the original world line.
Fate had planned everything, making him guess and gamble, and then played a huge joke on him.
Is it to watch Bai Jinglang die, or to lose him forever?
If those people were let in from here, even if Bai Jinglang died, they would only feel that he was no match for four people with two fists, and he would still meet him and fall in love with him in the future after his death.
But how painful would it be to be hanged? Lin Su looked at the people who broke into the yard and fired. He was very used to this kind of weapon. Every shot hit the vital point and he never missed.
The other party couldn't see him, so he could easily dodge the bullets.
“Ghost!!!”
"What the hell!"
"Don't go in, you can't see anyone at all..."
"Wang Laizi and Wei Fang were indeed the scourge of the Bai family before."
"Is something going to happen to the boss too?"
"Fuck, forget about it. If we don't catch him today, none of us will survive."
They were on guard, but this kind of guard was useless against a person who could not see, especially when Lin Su dropped his gun with an empty magazine, and they could not find any trace of him.
A ridiculous and unequal battle.
Lin Su walked closer, picked up two guns that had fallen on the ground, and shot the man leaning against the door in the head.
This fateful encounter is not only a redemption for Bai Jinglang, but also a test for him.
[Do you choose to forget him?] 09 asked in a cold, mechanical voice.
Lin Su did not answer, but used gunfire to drive back those who were crowding up. He did not want to take these people's lives easily unless necessary. They were retreating and vigilant, but no one dared to take a step forward.
[Do you choose to forget him?] 09 asked again.
Lin Su held the gun and said, "Shut up."
He just couldn't bear to watch him die in front of him, he just couldn't do it.
Leaving here so that he can live a good life, forget him, and erase the memories and suffering of waiting is the best choice he can make.
The situation was at a stalemate for a while, until a certain point, when his vision became slightly blurred, Lin Su knew that his baby had escaped.
Under the protection of that organization, he might live a wandering life, or he might live a glorious life, but he would live to old age, and all that had nothing to do with him.
A man's tears are the most useless thing. Lin Su has always believed in this sentence, but as the scene in front of him gradually disappeared, a tear fell from his eye and fell into an era that did not belong to him.
The memory is slowly fading away, and those happy, painful, and longing memories are constantly disappearing.
…
Bai Jinglang helped his parents onto the carriage, but just as he was about to get in, he felt dizzy. He looked back in the direction of Kyoto, and the memories in his mind flashed by like a passing lantern, slowly fading away and becoming blurred.
"Lin Su..." Bai Jinglang took two steps in that direction.
A tear fell on the ground in front of me, turning into a small piece of wet mud.
"Mr. Bai, what's wrong with you?" asked the man next to him.
"It's okay." Bai Jingtang turned around and touched his cheek, somewhat confused. "Why am I crying?"
"Maybe he is reluctant to leave his hometown," said the man.
"Maybe." Bai Jinglang wiped his tears casually, but his heart ached when he got on the carriage. He always felt that he had forgotten something very important, but he couldn't remember anything.
…
Lin Su, who was 25 years old at the time, was a rising star with a promising future. He had inherited a 500 million yuan estate and lived a carefree life.
It was just that my mother was suddenly hospitalized due to an emergency illness while I was filming, so I squeezed several days' worth of scenes into one day. When I hurried back, I found out that it was a misdiagnosis by the hospital and it was a false alarm.
The memory is being tampered with, and even if you use all your strength, you can't keep it.
Lin Su sat up from the bed, a tear fell on the gray quilt, staining a dark mark. He touched his cheek, not knowing why he was crying, but he knew that his heart was in pain.
Is it because of my mother? Maybe.
This is the apartment where he lives. After the Kumantong was sent away, the place became completely quiet again. He finished his work together and there was nothing to do at home, so he had a few days of rest.
Lin Su took a deep breath, and when he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, a sizzling sound suddenly rang out.
[06 The system is at your service, memory unlocking and recovering...]
The memories that had been formed in his mind were constantly changing. Lin Su stopped and the corners of his lips, which had been straight, curled up slightly.
He won the bet.
[Host, that 09 is a bastard! It actually locked me up. My authority isn't even as high as its. Host, you've suffered!] 06 started talking, obviously having been holding back for a long time. [Host, are you...crying?]
It is rare to see the host fail, but you can still see it occasionally. This is the first time in its service that the host has cried, not counting acting.
Although it was very unethical, 06 still picked up the small camera with the shutter closed. If he missed this opportunity, he would miss this shop.
[09 is his system, so of course you don't have enough permissions.] Lin Su stood up and went into the bathroom. He looked at his slightly red eyes and the tears that had not yet fallen and smiled. [Well done.]
06 feels that the host's words seem to contain murderous intent: [Host?]
"I know who's behind this. You don't have to worry about being sent back to the factory." Lin Su washed his face and wiped his eyes with a towel.
Why is his memory blocked? Because if he had his memory, the situation could be broken directly.
Even though the whole thing had made him realize how much he loved his little one, there was no denying that his brother must have been hiding somewhere watching his show.
After washing up, Lin Su picked out clothes from the wardrobe. Fortunately, even though he had lost his memory, his aesthetic taste had not changed much after he came to this world.
Lin Su pushed up his suit, cufflinks, and tie to his collar, took out his watch and put it on his wrist, then straightened out any wrinkles on his clothes in front of the mirror.
The man in the mirror was cold and steady. Although he was calm in the past, the hint of helplessness disappeared as his memory returned.
[Requesting to switch timelines.] Lin Su said after packing up everything.
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