All the members are villains, and she just wants to show off when she is dressed as cannon fodder.

Before you know it, spring is gone and autumn is coming.

As time passes by the frost, the winter cold sweeps across the long streets of Shangjing City, and the plum blossoms all over the city gradually reveal their buds.

Goose feathers are flying, and the cold wind is like a knife.

The New Year's eve in the palace was even more tasteless. That's how she went about it.

It is rainy in spring, with continuous spring rain, and the originally warm weather gradually cools down again.

Yuan Tong'er's old illness seemed to be showing signs of relapse, and she was always languid.

It would be a little better to have Wuji and Jinhua by my side sometimes.

She also always liked to go shopping in the former princess's mansion, but every time she went there, she felt even more depressed.

If a person is gloomy all year round, his years will seem longer. As I get older, I want to do something.

She said she wanted to go out for a walk.

They all say that this is her world, but she has not even seen this world properly in the few years since she came here.

After another spring rain, the weather remained cold for a few days, and then suddenly warmed up, and I have been immersed in this warm atmosphere. In a blink of an eye, the entire month of February passed. Yuan Tong'er's carriage also hit the road.

They went to Nanliang first to see the flowers blooming in Nanliang that Hua Mucha had mentioned that they had not had time to see. Then he went to Donghu County and took good care of Donghu Jun and his wife for Lu Xingzhou. Then I went to Lizhou...

She went from spring to summer and into winter on the road.

When the scenery on the street was full of flowers again, she came to Liu Jiaojiao's Western Mountain.

She was surprised to find that where the sky was filled with yellow sand before, there were also clusters of flowers blooming.

She went to the old site of the Golden City. Although it was completely deserted and full of ruins, the huge buildings still stood. Lush green vines climb all over the dilapidated city walls, full of vitality, but no one is there anymore.

Yuan Tong'er suddenly remembered the small courtyard where Liu Jiaojiao had been trapped for her entire childhood. Relying on the path in her memory, she walked there on foot.

The small courtyard is at the back of the Western Mountain.

Not far away, I saw a fruit tree in front of the yard.

It’s late spring and early summer, and there are a lot of fruits.

Shi Wuqi saw her standing under the fruit tree and looked around, so he flew up the wall to pick for her.

——"Where did this little thief come from, how dare he steal this girl's fruit..."——

Yuan Tong'er murmured to himself subconsciously, his breath slightly sour, as if he remembered something.

The memories in my mind surged like water, as if they suddenly gush out from a dry spring of death.

--"That's mine, you're not allowed to pick it off!" --

More and more voices emerged in her head. She had a splitting headache and became a little unsteady on her feet.

Seeing this, Shi Wuqi jumped down from the wall.

A lot of leaves on the wild fruit trees fell off due to his tossing, and they fell to the ground as he jumped down, like a long rain of flowers and leaves.

The sun poured down through the wild fruit trees, and the light and shadow were mottled, moving from his shoulders to his face as Shi Wuwu stood up.

His black hair was in pieces on his forehead, and he was sweating slightly. He stretched out his hand to help her.

That face was against the light, and Yuan Tong'er's vision became blurred.

At this moment, her memory completely overlapped with Liu Jiaojiao's. She remembered the young man who fell from the sky when they first met, and he said with a smile: "Brother, give this to you, can you let me pick a few more?" "

Her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a big hand in an instant, making her breathless. Unconsciously, tears rolled down like broken beads.

Shi Wuqi panicked, "Sister, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Yuan Tong'er held her chest tightly, shook her head, but still didn't say anything.

All the memories she had with this body were merged, and all the memories seemed to have been experienced by her personally. All the experiences were reviewed at this moment, and my heart felt like it was being cut mercilessly by a rusty knife, one after another, causing pain.

When the blood dries up, her heart will be like a desert, dry and desolate. Even if the breeze blows, it will not stir up any more waves.

[Qu Baiyu, we are here...

The reason why I won't kill you today is not because I don't have a grudge against you. Just thinking about the past...

If you dare to step even half a step into Shangjing City in the future, I will kill you! ]

Can not go back……

Yuan Tong'er couldn't even remember how many years had passed. She really never saw Qu Baiyu again.

She remembered that day when Qu Baiyu looked at her for the last time, under the full moonlight, his hair was messy and light, and his red eyes were filled with mist, like stagnant water in a pond full of mud...

"Let's go."

Yuan Tong'er said to Shi Wuqi.

She has seen this world and no longer has the strength to continue running on the road. It's time to go back to that golden cage.

There was a crisp sound like a crock dropped.

Yuan Tong'er turned around and was blinded by the sudden breeze. The next moment, her world seemed to have been pressed on pause, and she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure outside the courtyard gate.

Just a few steps away, several years have passed. Her throat tightened and her vision became a blur...

……

Ring ring ring——! !

The alarm on the mobile phone on the desk rang loudly, suddenly waking up the sleeping person.

The man rubbed his head that was confused by the noise, turned off the alarm clock, and then his eyes fell on the bright screen of the computer.

Looking at the page, the empress stood in the small courtyard of the Western Mountain and looked at the useless king in coarse clothes, and the man felt empty in his heart.

He stared at it blankly for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief and wrote this paragraph on the message board of the game's internal beta -

[Is the virtual life that people think can be controlled through games really just a string of codes without emotions and self-awareness?

Could it be that the world is a grand matryoshka doll game, but in fact we are also NPCs controlled by others...

...Who knows? ]

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