Lu Qingyan didn't hear Bai Su's last sentence. She stared at Xiao Han's badge, lost in thought.
The remains are so well preserved, so they couldn't have died here because of the zombie that appeared earlier. Who is the real killer? How many more deadly traps lurk here, waiting for them to walk right into them?
"Bai Su, do you think we made a mistake by coming back here?" Lu Qingyan asked Bai Su with a troubled frown.
Bai Su was taken aback: "Are you scared because you saw these things? This isn't like you!" He patted Lu Qingyan's shoulder teasingly: "Someone as fierce as you wouldn't be scared by these things."
Looking at the eerie scene before her, Lu Qingyan forced a smile: "Of course I won't be scared by these things. I'm just wondering whether the so-called design is buried somewhere, or hidden after death."
If Bai Su truly died, then the fact that he killed You Yan would be explained. But sadly, even in death, You Yan didn't return to the so-called original world. And as for Bai Su, no one will ever know what he was like in the end.
Bai Su remained silent for a moment before revealing his answer: "If I really reach a point where there is no way out, I will try to see if death is the opportunity to leave. If it is, I will be glad that this effort was not in vain; if not, I will not regret the things I did not get in this life."
"So—do you have any regrets now?" Lu Qingyan asked.
Bai Su didn't answer immediately; he didn't even dare to look Lu Qingyan in the eye. He hurriedly looked away, but suddenly heard some strange noises coming from not far away.
"Who goes there?" Bai Su suddenly turned around and shouted behind him.
Lu Qingyan also looked over warily, only to see the light at the corner flickering, and then a boy walked out.
The young man wore a white lab coat, and his figure looked very slender and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His face was stunningly beautiful, but unlike most people's, it wasn't rosy and radiant; instead, it had a worrying pallor. When he looked at someone, his smile was as precise as if it had been sculpted.
"Hello, brother. Hello, sister." The boy greeted Lu Qingyan and Bai Su obediently, then stood there quietly watching them.
Lu Qingyan involuntarily took a few steps forward, looked at him, and asked, "What's your name?"
Lu Qingyan knew it was him, but his identity in this world seemed somewhat special. Even though he was such a familiar person, and the feeling was so familiar, something still felt off to her.
"Hello, sister, my name is Yayoi."
"Yayoi?" Bai Su muttered, pursing his lips. "It sounds like a little monk's name to me. Your parents aren't planning on you becoming a nun, are they?"
"A monk?" Yayoi blinked, looking at him curiously. "What's a monk?"
Bai Su was stunned.
In this era where magic is so powerful, how could there be any monks? Bai Su had long forgotten his past since arriving here, so the sudden appearance of such a word startled him.
"I—I didn't say anything just now," Bai Su said, glancing at Lu Qingyan as he tried to deceive himself.
Lu Qingyan also looked at Bai Su, surprised that he suddenly uttered this word. She wondered, did this mean that everyone's memories could be restored?
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