"Is it something important?"
Perhaps because Jiang Tuan did not answer immediately, Pei Hengyun asked again.
They sat at the dining table in the living room, with an incandescent light overhead. The light wasn't particularly bright, and occasionally small insects like moths would fly up to them, making some noise.
Pei Hengyun just looked at Jiang Tuan with a smile.
He is handsome and has a gentle temperament, which makes people feel that he must be very easy to get along with.
Perhaps it was the lighting, or perhaps Jiang Tuan was seeing things, but he clearly felt that Pei Hengyun's eyes were filled with malice, as if from the beginning, he was like the painted skin in the old story, tearing off the disguise of a human form.
In addition...
In fact, Jiang Tuan always remembered that he had a vague crush on Pei Hengyun back in high school.
So back then, he really liked to ask Pei Hengyun to play basketball.
On a hot and humid summer afternoon in high school, a group of them were playing basketball on the playground. He would always steal glances at the other players when they stopped playing...
Can……
Jiang Tuan felt a sense of confusion again.
How come he remembers that the person he secretly loved in his memory doesn't look like this?
Even when he saw Pei Hengyun for the first time after many years, he felt no joy at the reunion, but rather a strange sense of aversion and fear.
His brain was clearly telling him, "This is my classmate Pei Hengyun, the person I had a crush on in high school."
But whenever he got close to Pei Hengyun, he would get goosebumps, as if his instincts were telling him not to get close to this person.
So when faced with Pei Hengjun's question again, Jiang Tuan hurriedly avoided his gaze.
"nothing."
Jiang Tuan said, "...He Yongning wants to ask me for the essays I wrote back then."
“An essay you wrote?” Cen Yu knew Jiang Tuan was making things up, but then he seemed to realize something. “Why would He Yongning’s essay be here with you?”
He Yongning laughed as if he had just thought of something.
He said he wanted to copy it.
He Yongning looked at Jiang Tuan and said, "I remember that Teacher Yan often asked us to write about the people and things around us. It's been so long since graduation, and I've realized that I seem to have forgotten a lot of things from the past, so I want to find them again."
Jiang Tuan then remembered.
At that time, Teacher Yan also assigned an assignment called "My Deskmate".
He glanced at Pei Hengyun, whose expression remained unchanged, and suddenly realized that he really should go to the old house...
Cen Yu watched as these people spoke in riddles, guessing that He Yongning had also sensed something was wrong. Judging from Jiang Tuan's expression, he probably also felt that there was something wrong with his memory.
One thing can be learned from everyone's descriptions.
There were definitely four people playing the game together back then.
Pei Hengyun is basically the one now, so who is the other candidate...? Cen Yu tapped his knee a few times with his fingers, and it was almost obvious.
Clearly, "I" am their former classmate.
Cen Yu thought to himself.
The system did not display a message indicating that the task was completed because of his idea.
Cen Yu was confident that he wasn't wrong, but rather that he hadn't found the crucial evidence to prove it.
Whether it's a genuine recollection of the past or evidence that proves Cen Yu was the classmate, it should count.
Judging from Pei Hengyun's appearance and the so-called old house destroyed by the mudslide, Cen Yu knew that the other party must have made thorough preparations and destroyed most of the evidence that could prove that Cen Yu was a student of Meiman High School.
No wonder my past memories felt very blurry as soon as I entered this dungeon.
I initially thought it was because the dungeon storyline was too short, so they were too lazy to load it.
Now it seems that this is actually one of the clues.
Cen Yu is someone who can't remember his past because Pei Hengyun erased it.
He's genuinely curious now about what wish they made after summoning Pei Hengyun in that classroom ten years ago that led to this outcome.
For a moment, the five people at the table all had their own thoughts and ideas.
Cen Yu propped his head up and looked at the group of people. "I have to go to the classroom tonight."
Pei Hengyun immediately looked at him, "Tonight?"
“Yeah.” Cen Yu replied matter-of-factly, “I can’t just skip the live stream for too long, can I?”
He looked at He Yongning meaningfully, "Could it be that President He will provide me with resources?"
“Feeding you resources is out of the question.” He Yongning picked up some food and put it in Cen Yu’s bowl next to him. “Feeding you some food is fine though.”
"President He is still so stingy," Cen Yu said, glancing at Pei Hengyun's sudden silence beside him. "Are you resting at home tonight?"
Pei Hengyun opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but He Yongning beat him to it, "Perfect timing, I was just curious about how you usually create entertainment value during your live streams."
He Yongning said meaningfully, "There are no assistants here to help you prepare props."
Although Jiang Tuan didn't understand why Cen Yu suddenly started a live stream, a strange sense of familiarity arose in his mind when Cen Yu tilted his head and spoke to He Yongning...
It seems like something similar happened a long time ago.
He quickly lowered his head to drink his soup, afraid that others would notice his observation of Cen Yu's actions.
After a moment, he looked up at the group and said, "Is that so? Then I'll go take a look too."
He said to the three men, “It’s not easy to walk in this village at night. I’m worried you won’t be able to come back if you go by yourselves.”
"Can't come back?" Cen Yu asked curiously. "Could it be that we're trapped in a maze?"
Jiang Tuan pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then said earnestly to Cen Yu, "I've never heard of this before."
While he was speaking, he didn't notice that Pei Hengyun hadn't eaten a single bite of food the entire time. He just sat there quietly, as if he had become a clay sculpture.
He had no emotions, no sorrow, and no one would give him a second glance.
People fear him and are afraid of him. If they wanted to move him to a different place, they would probably cover his head with a red cloth, as if they were afraid he would come back to life.
Just then, Cen Yu turned to look at Pei Hengyun and asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
The clay dummy came to life after the red cloth on its head was removed. A smile reappeared in its eyes, and its gaze towards Cen Yu was full of him. "I'm just a little scared."
He leaned on Cen Yu's shoulder, feeling the faint woody scent and warm body temperature emanating from the person beside him.
"I want to go with you too."
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