Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

This intertwined and confusing memory gave Lan Zhirou a headache.

"Really? Where did we meet..." The little girl showed a half-smiling expression, which seemed to be hinting at something to Lan Zhirou.

"I don't know... I always feel like I've seen him before, but I don't have any impression of where I met him."

When Lan Zhirou was speaking, she made a gesture of pressing the bridge of her nose with her index fingers, but after a moment she was stunned for a moment, and then she lowered her hands with a strange expression.

She was so deeply affected that she began to have "her" habits. Lan Zhirou herself began to notice that even many of the words she said were not what she originally thought.

"Forget it if you can't remember it... That's okay." Although the girl said this, a trace of sadness appeared on her face unconsciously, "It's best not to think about it."

"what?"

"Once you think of it... you will make everything return to its original state. Everything you have worked hard to get will return to its original point. It has been hard to get here. This time, you will never... let you repeat the same thing again and again. Something happened." Seemingly sensing Lan Zhirou's doubts, the little girl explained in a soft and sad tone.

"Run away quickly. This is the best opportunity... before you can think of anything when you get here, escape from this "home" and return to the world that belongs to you."

"If I don't recover my memory, it will be impossible to escape. The door of the mansion is locked, and it is impossible to escape through the window. I don't have any key to open the door. How can I escape now?" go out?"

Hearing this, the little girl just shook her head and showed an expression of "not entirely true".

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the other side.

Charlotte, a female player from Zealandia, also asked the same question as Lan Zhirou. Although she did not get the molten gold pendant next to the tombstone, it still triggered the same plot as Lan Zhirou.

Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was fate, the Charlotte selected by Zealandia was the sister of Janet who died in the "abyss" at that time, and the strangeness once again put the fate of the two sisters on the same line.

"It's open." The little girl's eyelids drooped slightly, as if she was hiding some emotion in her eyes.

"What?" Charlotte asked subconsciously. She didn't understand what the little girl's words meant.

"The door of the mansion is always open from beginning to end, never closed."

"How is it possible? I have tried many ways to open the door, but there is no response at all." Charlotte shook her head like a rattle, seeming to desperately deny the little girl's statement, "Even if the door opens at the beginning If it was open, it would have been closed a long time ago. If the door had been open, I would no longer be here."

Her voice had two different timbres, as if someone was speaking with her.

"You... still don't understand?" The little girl sighed softly, and a trace of undetectable shadow appeared in her eyes, "Actually... that door has always been open, from the beginning. It's you... who keeps telling yourself that the door is closed... you are lying to yourself, pretending to ignore the door that is already open..."

"What...mean?" Charlotte asked with a trace of bitterness on her expression.

She was far more deeply affected than Lan Zhirou. At this time, she already regarded herself as "her" without any memory, not Charlotte.

"Forget everything, you, me, us. This is the best ending." After saying that, the little girl turned into little stars and disappeared in front of Charlotte.

Don't look back, you have found your own way - that last sound seems to come from the sky, ethereal and void.

Then a fragment of the mirror fell to the ground, and Charlotte bent down to pick it up.

Charlotte, who returned to the "living room", placed the fragments of the mirror on the partially repaired mirror, and memories belonging to "her" appeared in front of her.

Under the stars, two women were sitting on the lawn, leaning against each other, as if they were whispering something.

"You know, there is a sea of ​​flowers there, and the flowers planted in it symbolize "forgetfulness". I really want to go there and forget our dark past together." The black-haired woman said When he said this, his eyes were filled with that look of yearning.

"The place you want to go to, Xiaoxue, must be a very dreamy and beautiful place. If there is a chance, I would also like to visit it." The ginger-haired woman chuckled and echoed her words.

"That's...me? But why don't I remember this memory at all..." Charlotte looked at the memory in front of her in confusion. She had almost forgotten that this was a strange world, not the one that truly belonged to her. reality.

"Ling, your birthday is in autumn. It happens that many flowers there bloom in autumn. It's like spring all year round. The flowers that originally bloomed in spring can bloom until October. So next time your birthday... let's go there for a trip. , how about it? We can celebrate Ling’s birthday together there.” “Xiaoxue” leaned on “Ling”’s shoulder and closed her eyes, seeming to have begun to look forward to the future journey.

"Yes, yes...but I'm almost an old woman now, so I'd better forget about celebrating birthdays for children...it's really embarrassing." "Ling" covered it with cold hands without leaving a trace. He stopped his burning ears.

"How is that possible? Ling, you haven't had a good rest for a long time. Let's take this time to feel young again."

The memories of the mirror world finally ended, leaving only Charlotte muttering to herself: "Traveling to the Sea of ​​Flowers... always feels like something that impresses me. I even remember those two people. ...I remember...I seem to really know them."

"How could I forget..." Tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes. At some point, another woman's shadow seemed to appear on her body. The shadow of the woman with ginger hair appeared in front of her. She cried together, "I should obviously remember it... this is obviously a very important thing... I have always felt this way in my heart... how could it be..."

Even Charlotte herself was unaware that these words were not what she wanted to say.

Tears fell on the floor. The original illusory and dark world no longer existed. Charlotte appeared in the living room of the real world again, but now her eyes seemed a little cloudy, which was different from before. The figure of the woman became more and more clearly visible.