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In the river, more black threads grew.

These threads crawled all over his body, sewing his lips and his eyes.

Trapped in the memory cage, he was cut off from the outside world.

His mental power spread out unconsciously and gradually merged with teacher Xiaolu’s mental power.

The sounds of frolicking and games that seemed both real and illusory began to expand and become more and more real.

Everyone in satellite city No. 2 of qingang seemed to see a child’s figure in the shadows.

They laughed very happily, as if they were under the sun.

However, the more they laughed, the more guilt they felt.

This kind of guilt was enough to drown all his rationality and memories.

..

..

At the same time, number eight was standing in front of teacher Xiaolu.

His black suit and white shirt were all stained with blood, like a large red flower blooming.

His palm was shaking, and the sword of judgment in his suit was also shaking.

It was as if she was urging him to quickly make a move on the girl in front of him and end the trial.

However, number eight just stood there with his suitcase.

Wounds appeared on his face and forehead, like cracks on porcelain.

“Why me?”

“Why did you keep me here?” he mumbled to himself, his eyes dazed.

“Number nine, number nine, didn’t you want to stop me?”

“Why didn’t you just kill me, but let me stay here alone?”

“..”

His voice was filled with confusion, and he was on the verge of going crazy as he endured this intense torture.

because he believes in you …

A gentle voice rang in number eight’s ears. It was a strange vibration of mental power, like a woman’s sigh.

even though he’ll be angry at your stubbornness, even though he’ll want to beat you up, even though he doesn’t like your habit of telling on him, you’re still his family. You grew up with him in the orphanage and gave him his first memories.

number eight, he also wants you to become Xu Jing and get rid of this number …

“..”

“..”

Hearing this voice, number eight’s body suddenly trembled even more violently, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Looking at teacher Lu on the sofa, he could not control his emotions.

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“Was I really wrong in the past?”

Lu Xin, who was trapped in a memory cage, was looking at his life in a daze.

He had thought that he would not be afraid of the trial.

After all, she was positive, healthy, and hardworking. It was simply … It was perfect.

However, after being completely affected by the power of judgment, he suddenly realized that his life was really tragic.

From the kindergarten to the business company, from the company to being recruited by the special clearance Department …

Was there anything he regretted in his past life?

Some, especially many.

It was as if he could do everything better and not be so stupid. If he carefully observed every part of his life, he could find many things that were worth regretting. It even made him feel ashamed and wanted to kill himself.

Everyone was facing an ultimate curse:If only she didn’t do that at that time …

Lu Xin was looking at his past self.

He watched them being pierced by the silver sword of judgment, watching them bleed from their chests, standing quietly in front of him.

He looked at their faces, which revealed either pain or shame.

They were like a long line, from the beginning of his memory, all the way to his front.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to deny everything in the past.

Under the effect of great anger and shame, he waved the swords of judgment one by one.

It ruthlessly stabbed into every one of his own bodies.

Only by killing his past self could he atone for his past mistakes.

One by one, the swords of judgment were stabbed into his body, with self-hatred and denial.

In his memory, he had started a massacre.

He would kill himself at every stage.

Whether they were secretly playing Russia in the company or secretly receiving red packets.

She was bullied in the company, but she still tried her best to act in front of teacher Lu …

In the end, he passed through a long period of blankness, which was the real missing part of his memory, and came to the beginning …

.. At the orphanage.

This was the place where everything happened, and it was also the beginning of everyone’s suffering.

Lu Xin hated this place the most, and he hated himself the most at this moment.

So he carried the sword of judgment, which had killed many people, and broke into the orphanage, reaching the end of his memory.

Or rather, the source.

He saw the first person in his memory.

It was a little boy who was hugging his legs and sitting quietly in the corner of the pale laboratory.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Xin, who was covered in blood and holding the sword of judgment in his hand.