Blade and Swift

They went all the way to the site where Cain's bones were blown up. The building in front of them looks like a hospital in the style of the early era, which is very large.The structure of the building is very complex, but most of them were destroyed.

The height of the five-story building, the two northwest walls have almost collapsed, and it is still a complete building from the front, but after a detour, you will find that it is just a broken wall.

The concrete city of steel and clay presents the dilapidated side of the human city to them.

Yan Xichen frowned, he knew his guess was right, the closer he got to this place, the more uneasy he felt.Now he was standing at the explosion point of the legendary Cain's skeleton, and the surrounding scenery gave him a strong sense of familiarity.

He had visited this place, but not in the other world.

This idea makes Yan Xichen creepy, because it means that the other world may have copied many landmarks in reality.

At first, Du Yachen was still leading the way, but as he got closer to these buildings, he slowed down, although he never turned back.

Sensing Du Yachen's silent consideration, Yan Xichen couldn't help but took two steps forward.His attention was completely absorbed by the nearby buildings, and his uneasiness betrayed him, looking around in a way that seemed tempting to reassure him.

Du Yachen did exactly that. When Yan Xichen approached him unconsciously, and the back of his hand touched the back of his hand, he simply grabbed his hand and continued walking while holding his hand loosely.

He didn't turn his head once, as if it was a very natural thing.

The warmth of Du Yachen's palm really comforted Yan Xichen. He remembered that when they first met in Area C, he had said that Du Yachen was a hand-holding monster, but now he was greedy for the warmth like himself.

"Why didn't you say a word? Are you afraid?" Du Yachen asked, "Do you remember something?"

Looking at the messy ruins in front of him, Yan Xichen felt strange, if Cain was really a character who could control the rules of this space with his will, how could he allow his bones to be buried in such a cold place?

Unless this place is of great significance to Cain.

His little finger hooked the palm of Du Yachen's palm, telling him what he thought.

Du Yachen asked him, do you still remember that pedant in the library?

Of course, Yan Xichen remembered that Du Yachen's concentration gave him a knowing blow.

"He is indeed a scholar, and he has a spirit of research. Although it sounds strange, he did conduct... investigation and analysis on various buildings and locations in the other world." Du Yachen's pace slowed down, looking I am trying to figure out how to properly describe this scholar, "He also came here to investigate, and one of the assumptions he made was that this place might be related to Cain's death."

"When he was a human being?"

"Yeah." Du Yachen didn't look very nervous, or it could be said that he was simply too relaxed.The sense of casualness in him did not infect Yan Xichen, but it also made him feel less like an enemy.

Although he can still feel a strong resistance to this place.

He had to investigate this place, because the name Cain appeared too many times in his memory, and he had to determine whether he had some kind of connection with this space.

After approaching the building, Yan Xichen unknowingly broke away from Du Yachen's hand.

As if something pulled him somewhere, Yan Xichen stepped into the concrete ruins and looked around blankly for a week.

This dilapidated and huge concrete building with only half of it left, its appearance has been destroyed, and it is unclear what it was used for, but it looks like a public facility, a school...or a hospital or something.The brown vines climbed up the intact wall, which undoubtedly added a sense of mystery and weirdness to this half-collapsed concrete building.

Yan Xichen stood in the center of the building and turned around. He heard his footsteps echo slightly in the empty half room... followed by more echoes, not from him.

Someone is talking, someone is guiding.

He walked up the dilapidated reinforced concrete stairs.

Du Yachen chased up from behind with a gun in his hand. Seeing Yan Xichen's appearance, he frowned first, chased after him and said it was dangerous, and asked Yan Xichen to stop.

But Yan Xichen seemed to be in a daze, not only did not listen to Du Yachen's words, but walked up faster and faster.

Du Yachen felt something was wrong, but stopped after calling Yan Xichen twice.Needless to say, Du Yachen certainly noticed that something was wrong with Yan Xichen, and he was willing to leave some space to see what Yan Xichen could do.He followed neither far nor near, making sure that he could keep Yan Xichen safe at all times.

And for Yan Xichen at this moment, he is not completely ignorant.He was immersed in all kinds of echoes, and at the same time, he could hear Du Yachen's cry, but the call seemed to come from a farther place, covered by a film.

He thought, call me a few more times, call my name louder and harder.

But Du Yachen never called him again.

Yan Xichen climbed up the steps.

The higher you go, the stronger the sense of familiarity strikes you.

He looked at the ruined walls in fear, and a sore and numb feeling spread throughout his body along the nerve center.

At the same time, he saw the dilapidated walls, protruding wires and steel bars, and old dusty appliances, slowly coming to life in his sight.

The walls became complete again, covered with moss, the chandelier flickered back to its original state and lit up, and the dusty utensils returned to their original places and became clean.

People began to move around in the corridor, all of them looked like foreigners. They were wearing Soviet Russian uniforms and anti-radiation clothing, and hurriedly passed him. No one's eyes stayed on him.

There is an invisible hand from God, turning the time back to the time when this building was still alive.

Yan Xichen suddenly realized that he was caught in the memory of this building!

But he couldn't wake up.

He turned his head, and there were all kinds of people behind him, except Du Yachen.

He is now separated from the original inner world space.

The familiar force continued to pull him forward, passing through the corridors of the hospital, passing through the sun-drenched windows, passing through many people, and all kinds of wailing from the ward, like purgatory on earth.

The closer he felt to a certain place, the more violently his heart beat, and a sad and heavy emotion filled his atrium.Every time he took a step, his heart seemed to sink a little.

The corridor was very dark, fine dust was floating in the air, and every inch of dim light indicated that something bad was about to happen.

At the end of the window, the setting sun came to the world again.

This time it was not a trial, and he was not accused alone. He walked through the center of the crowd and saw the sadness on the faces of all kinds of people.

He seemed to see the appearance of all living beings.

In the end, Yan Xichen stopped in front of a certain ward. The writing on the ward was blurry, it seemed to be Chinese characters, and there was a serial number underneath.

He knew that someone was waiting for him inside, for no reason, he just knew it.But he couldn't remember that person's name, nor did he remember the story about that person, and he didn't even remember his appearance.When he stood in front of this door, he suddenly became very timid.

Yan Xichen tried his best to see the nameplate in front of the ward, but he couldn't read those two words clearly.

Finally, he pushed open the door with trembling hands, and a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils.

In this gloomy room, he smelled a breath of death and decay.

This is not an intensive care unit, but an abandoned room for the dead.The person lying in this room, though still alive, was considered dead.

Some sunlight came in from the window, illuminating the only bed in the entire ward.

The grief and heavy emotions just now reached their peak in an instant, and he felt that he was about to be swallowed by emotions, and he was about to suffocate in this smelly room.

He didn't know what kind of emotion it was, it was something he had never felt as long as he could remember.

Fear, pain, regret, guilt, despair, unbelievable... Tears fell out of his eyes before he could react.

As the tears fell, his vision became clear all of a sudden.

Lying on the bed was a body that was almost indistinguishable from human nature, rotting blood oozing out along the bandages, the stench and rust smelled together, making one sick.

The sheets were filthy and dusty, soaked in the same smell of death and decay as those who lay upon them.

Every cell in Yan Xichen's body was being strangled by the surging grief.

The closer he was, the less fear he felt in his heart, and the more he wanted to cry.

Finally, he came to the hospital bed, and when he came back to his senses, he had already stretched out his hand to the bloody 'corpse' on the bed, with tears all over his face.

The bloody water on the bed moved slightly as if feeling something.

'It' could no longer make any sound, and the features on his face seemed to have melted. With his movements, thick blood and rotten water flowed out from the edge of the dirty bandage.

In the end, 'it' seemed to have exhausted its strength, trying to make a sigh-like sound, and then completely stopped moving.

So...is he still alive?

Who is this?

Yan Xichen didn't have an answer in his mind, but he had already collapsed.At this moment, he forgot who he was, and was completely dominated and overwhelmed by emotions.

He hugged his head and slowly pressed it to the ground.

His forehead was stuck to the hard, rough and cold cement, and the sharp broken edge clearly conveyed his pain.

It's like a gesture of reverence.

Some images flashed through his mind like electricity.

Gradually, he heard Du Yachen calling his name loudly, but he couldn't wake up his mind.He felt himself falling into a warm embrace, but that warmth couldn't dispel the coldness deep in his body.

For a moment, Yan Xichen felt that he was going to die.

When Yan Xichen opened his eyes, his vision was white, and the air smelled of disinfectant.

He closed his eyes again and knew he was in the hospital almost without thinking.

The bloody scene before losing consciousness also seems to be in a hospital, right?

Whose memory is it?

Is it your own?

Such a huge grief that almost swept over him was something he had never felt before when he recalled any memory.

Maybe it's not his memory, but the memory of that building... If this is the place where Cain's bones were blown up, the person on the bed just now should be Cain, right?

The omnipresent will that controls this space.If he had been human, was this the misery he had suffered?

Yan Xichen turned his head and saw Du Yachen standing by the window looking out, he didn't seem to notice that he was awake.

"I'm a little hungry, how about you?" Yan Xichen's voice was hoarse and sounded weak.

Du Yachen suddenly came back to his senses, walked quickly to his side, frowned and asked, "How are you?"

Yan Xichen smiled weakly: "It's nice to see your expression."

This time, Du Yachen wasn't being dishonest, nor did he say it out loud.

He didn't speak, he held Yan Xichen's hand against his cheek, and just looked at him deeply, deeply.

Yan Xichen felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and finally urged him to bring him some tea and water, sitting up and closing the curtains.After tossing Du Yachen's good intentions, Yan Xichen finally settled down contentedly.

"Okay, now let's talk about the business." Yan Xichen finally became serious after expressing many times that he was completely fine, but a little dizzy.

Du Yachen also seemed to finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart, and sat down beside his bed: "Say it."

Yan Xichen thought for a while, and then asked Du Yachen to tell what happened just now. He seemed to be cut off from the space of the other world all of a sudden.

"You're not separated from the outside world, it's just that you've fallen into an illusion. No matter what I call you, you don't respond." Du Yachen gave Yan Xichen a rough description of what happened after he lost consciousness.

After going up to the second floor of the abandoned hospital, Du Yachen followed him all the time, and then watched Yan Xichen look left and right as he walked, and occasionally his eyes would move with a certain point in the air, as if someone had walked away from him like in the past.It was also at that time that Du Yachen realized that something was wrong with Yan Xichen, as if he was being possessed by someone, which was a bit evil, but at that time Yan Xichen couldn't wake up.He shook, and even giving Yan Xichen more intense external stimulation could not wake him up.

Later, Du Yachen could only follow Yan Xichen into an empty room, helplessly watching Yan Xichen kneeling and crying amidst the ruins all over the floor.His knees were worn out, his expression was fragile and broken, and his beautiful eyes were filled with emotions that Du Yachen didn't understand.

Yan Xichen smiled after hearing this: "It's the same as my reaction at the time."

But when Du Yachen asked about his specific situation, Yan Xichen stopped him: "Give me some time, let me think about how to speak."

So Du Yachen didn't speak anymore. He saw Yan Xichen's hysterical appearance at that time, and he knew that this time must be unusual.

Of course he wanted to know the truth of the matter, but he also preferred to wait until he could tell it himself, and didn't want to force him.

Yan Xichen asked Du Yachen to wait, but Du Yachen never took the initiative to ask again.

He only had one request, Yan Xichen had to rest well in the hospital these two days, and Du Yachen said that he would report his situation to District A for him.

"Leave the rest to me, don't worry." Du Yachen stroked Yan Xichen's soft hair, and gave him an almost indulgent smile.