Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The expressions of the people in the room varied, and their eyes held a hint of intriguing meaning.

Wen Qi.

Then it's alright.

No one doubted Wen Qi's authority.

Even Zhou Zhengyang, who had been tense all along, fell silent and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Everyone will understand after reading this."

"Since Wen Qi was able to give Su Ming three paper stars, it means that no matter how many changes or disturbances occur later, she can cover for him."

"Moreover, there are also Shen Wanyu and Bai Xinglan."

With that, the matter was dropped, and everyone tacitly agreed.

"Next."

Chen Zhiwei looked at Zhou Zhengyang with a deep gaze: "Old Zhou, some things may be cruel, but I have to make them clear."

"Those who died in the past have no meaning in themselves; cast aside all your worries."

"This doomsday line is destined to disappear."

"Just like in 2003 and 2012."

"As they disappear, the timeline of 2026 will also undergo subtle changes."

"Because 2026 is an unstable future, and it changes every time Su Ming goes back."

Chen Zhiwei paused for half a second, her voice turning icy: "What I mean by saying this is..."

"Before the world line stabilizes, don't care about life and death; just treat all of humanity as expendable resources."

"After all, no one knows who will still be alive and who will have died once the timeline stabilizes."

These words were so cruel they were suffocating, yet every sentence hit the nail on the head.

Zhou Zhengyang can understand.

But my chest was still filled with a heavy sense of oppression, and my heart felt incredibly heavy.

Everyone seemed to have become a cat in a box.

This cat doesn't belong to Schrödinger, but to Su Ming.

Life and death, survival, destiny—all the answers will only be known when Su Ming opens the box.

Then, Chen Zhiwei looked at Yu Mengnian.

Since Su Ming gained a completely new understanding, Yu Mengnian's changes have been visible to the naked eye.

Her fragmented emotions seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and a vibrant human warmth gradually emerged in her indifferent eyes, slowly filling her empty soul with the warmth of humanity.

This is a good thing.

If she can truly complete her emotions and gain the ability to love and respond, Su Ming will be able to see her as a whole.

Turning her gaze away, Chen Zhiwei looked at Tang Tang with a serious expression and asked softly, "Are you ready?"

Tang Tang took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.

She raised her hand and gently flicked the red thread on her wrist.

This red thread represents her love for Su Ming; it is strong, enduring, and unbreakable.

It also carries a certain degree of forced goodwill.

With a slight movement of Tangtang's fingertips, the red thread slowly extends and lengthens.

the other side.

Su Ming traversed through one "city ruin" after another, striving to search for traces of human survival.

In the morning, he also encountered some mutated insects and bizarre humanoid creatures.

By the afternoon, he hadn't encountered anything.

It just felt like the wind was stronger.

The boundless sea of ​​trees stretches endlessly, with green leaves swirling and rustling.

From above, it resembles a surging, green ocean.

However, at that moment...

Su Ming's vision suddenly went black, and his body swayed violently.

The cognition and memory that had been forcibly stabilized suddenly began to loosen and shatter.

Numerous dark, phantom images appeared in my mind, quickly blurring my memories of being human.

The world he saw began to crumble and become distorted.

Ruins, buildings, and debris all rapidly melted away and vanished.

The lush green forests that once covered the entire blue planet have lost their color and vanished into nothingness.

In the end, even the massive blue planet itself began to twist and deform.

No.

There is one place that has not disappeared.

It is Pingjiang City.

Because that city had his beloved Tangtang, and three kittens who didn't like him, but whom he liked very much.

The next second, Su Ming heard the sound of crashing waves.

Splash splash splash.

The sound of the waves grew louder and more violent.

Blue Star is like a balloon filled with water.

Less than a few seconds.

The entire blue planet exploded with a deafening roar, and billions of floods gushed out, transforming into a colossal vortex.

More and more black spots appeared in his memory.

He was swallowed up by the swirling floodwaters.

Countless familiar faces and unforgettable experiences vanished in an instant.

The knowledge, obsessions, and past that we once possessed as human beings are peeled away layer by layer, as if they had never existed.

He was almost forgetting who he was.

They have forgotten why they came, and where they should go.

Just as his consciousness was about to dissipate, a scorching red light pierced through the gray sky.

Warmth, steadfastness, unwavering commitment, and relentless support held fast to his crumbling cognition.

It's that red thread.

My home in Lanyue Community.

Tangtang tightly gripped the red thread in her hand.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.

Although everything in the world is normal and no abnormalities have occurred.

But everyone knew that the world was undergoing earth-shattering changes in Su Ming's eyes.

No one knows what the world looks like through Su Ming's eyes at this moment.

In the anomaly management command center, everyone stared intently at the giant screen.

Su Ming was on the screen.

He seemed perfectly normal.

He just stood there in mid-air, lost in thought, his eyes vacant.

The surrounding testing instruments were running at high speed, indicating that everything was normal.

But this extreme normality is precisely the most bizarre anomaly.

With current human technology, we don't even have the capability to detect anomalies.

All they could do was analyze and deduce based on Su Ming's micro-expressions.

But at this moment, Su Ming showed no expression.

He was like a stone statue.

They neither spoke nor moved.

The residents of Lanyue Community stared intently at Tang Tang, their faces filled with confusion and anxiety.

What is Su Ming doing right now?

Tang Tang shook her head, her voice trembling slightly: "I don't know."

"But the line is very tight and it keeps getting longer."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden change occurred.

Su Ming, who was hovering in mid-air, suddenly became transparent and light.

In just a few breaths, his body transformed into countless shimmering white specks of light, drifting away with the wind and disappearing into thin air.

High-altitude satellites, ground monitoring, and all detection equipment could no longer detect even a trace of him.

He seemed to have completely vanished from the world.

Chen Zhiwei suddenly looked at Tang Tang.

The red thread is still in Tangtang's hands.

The line is not broken.

However, Su Ming's current state is perhaps already infinitely close to that of them.

Invisible, shapeless, soundless, and traceless.

It cannot be discerned, cannot be seen, cannot be fathomed, and cannot be traced back to its origin.

Even Tang Tang didn't know where Su Ming was.

The only thing she was certain of was that the red thread still firmly connected her and Su Ming, and had never been broken.

Chen Zhiwei's mind raced through the deductions. After a brief pause, he suddenly looked up and spoke rapidly: "What he left behind on this blue planet now is not his physical body and traces, but the traces of his presence."

"These are our memories."

"Tangtang, remember him, and you will see him."

"Tell him to come back in a human-like manner."

Upon hearing this, Tang Tang immediately closed her eyes and began to recall her moments with Su Ming.

Then Chen Zhiwei said to Yu Mengnian, Xu Qinghe, and Cheng Yao, "Su Ming can see you too."

"Although it looks like a kitten, you can definitely see it."

"You've started remembering him too."

The three of them didn't dare to delay and immediately closed their eyes to begin recalling.

All three of them couldn't help but recall that coffee shop.

Tang Tang's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to her first meeting with Su Ming.

It's the hot pot restaurant across the street from that coffee shop.

Four people, four memories, intertwined and converged across time and space, quietly overlapping into the same old time.

Thus, memories are no longer illusory thoughts, but take root in the mind in an incredible way, gradually solidifying and becoming concrete, eventually taking shape.

2019 8 Month 5 Day.

The streets are bustling with people, and the evening breeze is gentle.

"That boy is so handsome."

"Yeah, he's really handsome, his looks and charisma are off the charts."

Tang Tang and her girlfriends had just left the hot pot restaurant, excitedly discussing Su Ming the whole way.

Tangtang was also excitedly discussing it.

But the next moment, she suddenly came to her senses, as if she had just woken up from a dream.

The street scene, the sounds of people, and the evening breeze before my eyes are real and tangible, yet they also carry a sense of unreality, as if time has shifted out of place.

"Is this... a memory?"

Her eyes were filled with shock as she looked around blankly.

It's a memory, and it feels like going back to the past.

Or you could say it's thinking about the future from the past.

Su Ming had experienced this mysterious sense of temporal and spatial displacement in 2012.

At that time, Shen Wanyu was able to do this with just a half-step ascension to a higher dimension. It can only be said that this feeling was indescribable.

Old memories are unfolding into new ones, like slowly opening a folding fan.

"Tangtang, what's wrong?"

Her friend noticed something was off about her and asked curiously.

Tangtang shook her head and gave a sweet smile: "I'm fine."

"But that guy was really super handsome."

She looked up in the direction of the hot pot restaurant, her eyes shining brightly, her tone filled with unwavering determination.

"So, I want him to be my husband."

After saying that, before her friends could recover from their shock, she turned and ran towards the hot pot restaurant.

She was going to find Su Ming.

Looking back in the future, we will realize that that night was not a desperate act of courage, but a choice destined by fate.

She should have been drawn to him, without hesitation, and rushed towards the mountains and seas.

There is no other choice, and there will never be another choice.

the other side.

Yu Mengnian opened her eyes in the coffee shop.

A moment of confusion flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her senses.

Looking around, all the familiar scenes came into view.

At that moment, Zhou Zhengyang had just learned about Su Ming's background and was squatting at the entrance of the coffee shop making a phone call.

At the hot pot restaurant across the street, Su Ming had just finished paying the bill and was about to leave.

Shifting her gaze further forward, she saw the girl running towards Su Ming with all her might.

It's Tangtang (a type of sugar).

After paying the bill, Su Ming pushed open the door of the coffee shop and took a few steps when she saw the girl running towards her.

The girl, her hair flying freely in the gentle evening breeze, ran resolutely towards him through the bustling crowd.

At the same time.

Xu Qinghe and Cheng Yao, who had just arrived in Pingjiang City by plane, both opened their eyes.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

After a few seconds of silence, Cheng Yao's voice trembled slightly as she spoke first: "You remember?"

"No," Cheng Yao rephrased, "You remembered?"

Not right either.

She didn't know how to say it.

Xu Qinghe understood Cheng Yao's meaning.

She nodded: "Yes."

They could no longer tell whether they were thinking about the future from the past, or returning to the past from the future.

They even suspected that everything that would happen in the future was a prophetic dream.

But at this moment, the dream has ended.

Time neither advances nor retreats, neither increases nor decreases, stopping precisely at the perfect point at the beginning of destiny.

Such a mysterious sense of temporal and spatial displacement is beyond description, no matter how much language is used.

But they did understand everything.

"Go find Su Ming."

Cheng Yao made the suggestion, and Xu Qinghe nodded.

The two boarded a car that Zhou Zhengyang had arranged beforehand and quickly headed to the coffee shop.

If I remember correctly.

That coffee shop is called: Shiguang Coffee Shop.