"It doesn't seem right! Come back soon!" At the last moment, the blunt system voice shouted a little anxious.

Cen Yao opened his eyes.

But it has re-entered the world.

He tried to contact the system and get out of the world, but it didn't work.

They come, the security.

Cen Yao's face did not change at all, he first sat up and looked around. This is a gorgeously decorated room with a curtain and a European-style decoration.

Not the Cen family.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a woman in her thirties walked in, followed by a servant.

The servant shouted, "Miss, what are you and your wife so angry about? You are not too young, it is time to get married."

The woman walked straight towards Cen Yao.

Cen Yao stared at her coldly.

But the woman didn't notice it, she went straight... passed through Cen Yao and sat on the bed.

passed through?

Cen Yao's face was slightly cold, and he immediately judged his situation.

He is just a touch of soul now.

He and Wang Weichu have both died from this world, so where is Wang Weichu in this world?

Cen Yao was not anxious and waited quietly.

Soon, he learned from the conversation between the woman and the servant that the woman's name was Niu Qianqian, the daughter of Niu Yixiang. It was about the same time he left.

The only thing that made Cen Yao feel weird was that they didn't mention words like Alpha and Omega in the whole conversation.

After Cen Yao learned the information, he stopped staying there, and immediately drove his soul to leave here, and flew to the Cen's villa according to his memory.

He and Wang Weichu lived there for a long time.

The whole villa area shows an old state, they are too old.

Cen Yao didn't blink, until he reached the outside of the Cen's villa, and then he looked up, and there was a sign on it: [Cheng]

This represents the owner's surname Cheng.

The Cen's villa was sold?

Cen Yao vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After entering the villa, he searched first, and after confirming that the people inside were indeed strangers, he turned around and went to the Wang family's villa.

On the door plate of the Wang family's villa, "King" is written.

That's right.

Cen Yao floated in, it was quiet inside, extremely quiet, as if there were no living people. The decoration of the villa is different from before, but it is basically the same.

The whole building has an old and decadent smell.

Cen Yao had to go to a few more places.

There is no Cen.

There is no former movie star Wang Weichu.

In this world, there is no ABO.

This is not the same world he just experienced!

It's more like the real one here, the restored version of the first world he once experienced, there is no ABO setting that has been magically changed, and there is no Ji Songfei deliberately arranged by Heaven...

What about Wang Weichu?

Is the Wang Weichu of this world still alive?

At this moment, Cen Yao's heart became faintly anxious.

After visiting the whole city and confirming that the Cen family in this world was defeated early, the only son of the Cen family did not look the same as him, and after he died of drug addiction in a foreign country decades ago.

Cen Yao chose to go to the Wang family's villa and so on.

Wait until Wang Weichu appears.

This world should be a world without any system, players, no heaven, and no Cen Yao, the world where Wang Weichu originally lived.

As for why he appeared here... there is no doubt that it is the handwriting of Tiandao.

Tiandao failed to design many times, and finally could not sit still.

What should this be? Is it his final trick?

Cen Yao's thoughts stopped abruptly here.

The door of the villa was pushed open.

"Just be careful next time." This was the young woman's voice.

As the voice fell, a woman in white, about 30 years old, pushed a wheelchair into the door, and while pushing forward, she lowered her head slightly and asked the person in the wheelchair, "You should take a bath first, drink some milk and then ask the person in the wheelchair. sleeping?"

The person in the wheelchair replied: "Hmm."

Cen Yao looked down from the third floor and could clearly see the appearance of the person in the wheelchair.

He was wearing an ordinary white shirt, black trousers, and a gray dome hat on his head, and his silver-white hair was soft against his cheeks. There are already wrinkles on his face, covering the corners of his eyes and mouth, and his cheeks are not as round as before. Looking very thin.

But his eyes are still good-looking, without the turbidity of an ordinary old man, and still as clear as an autumn lake.

He looked clean and polite, and he could even find a trace of docility.

He is Wang Weichu.

An old Wang Weichu.

Cen Yao has seen his old appearance many times, so naturally he will not feel unfamiliar.

But he still stuttered.

Because this Wang Weichu was surrounded by only a soul named Cen Yao.

He speaks, he can't hear.

He can't touch him.

Is this the way of heaven?

With a touch of soul, how could Wang Weichu be protected? How could Wang Weichu, who had never met Cen Yao, fall in love with Cen Yao?

They will never meet in this world, and he will never want to take away this last piece of soul.

Cen Yao watched Wang Weichu enter the elevator installed in the villa, and the woman pushed him all the way upstairs.

Cen Yao's face became colder and colder, and the violence in his chest piled up little by little.

Tiandao had better be fortunate, he would never be able to find its carrier, otherwise it would be broken into nine hundred and eighty-one pieces, struggling in every world, and never want to leave.

...

Cen Yao didn't stay outside for too long, he quickly followed into Wang Weichu's bedroom.

The woman put away the hot water and turned around to warm the milk.

However, Wang Weichu did not go to take a bath immediately, but clumsily opened the drawer of the desk and took out the notebook and pen from it.

He opened the book, revealing the writing inside.

The handwriting is slightly distorted, obviously the hand holding the pen is not stable.

Also, he is older.

In the past few worlds, Cen Yao, because of his particularly powerful soul power, was different from other old people even if his body was old.

What Wang Weichu can no longer do when he grows old, he will do it for him.

When he can't walk, he can still carry him on his back. When his hands are shaking, he can feed him.

But what about this world...

The woman was clearly a nanny or carer.

Cen Yao's face was still cold, but his heart was cut like a knife, like a needle.

The woman quickly came up with the milk. She pushed the door in and said with a smile, "Are you writing a diary again?"

Wang Weichu nodded slowly and said: "I always feel that my memory is not very good, so that I don't really forget later, even who I am. It would be terrible. I have to remember it. "

The woman shook her head and said helplessly: "I don't think there is any problem with your memory. You are stronger than an old man of this age. You always look clean and have a good temperament. You will not forget how to write on the blackboard or forget to bring your keys. , you even remember Maxwell's equations clearly, and you told my daughter about it last time."

The woman paused for a while, and then said, "But it's good that you are so prepared. We can never learn your temperament."

Hearing her compliment, Wang Weichu did not smile. He shook his head, with a dazed look on his face: "No, I always feel like I've forgotten something." going up the escalator...or passing my alma mater. I had a strong feeling that I had forgotten something."

The woman looked at him in surprise.

"And it's something very important." Wang Weichu said, the tip of the pen was broken due to the force of his subordinates.

At this time he raised the pen and said, "Look, even this pen, when I see it and hold it, will have that strong feeling..."

The woman didn't know much about this, so she had to come up with an idea and say, "Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

"I've seen it. The doctor thinks it's the impression I left in my mind after watching a certain movie and listening to a certain story...they misled me." "The doctor thinks I don't have these memories myself."

After Wang Weichu finished speaking, the dazed expression on his face turned into a deep look of loss.

"Actually, I used to be like this when I was young... But at that time, the feeling was not strong. But as I got older, the feeling became more and more clear." Wang Weichu said, he lowered his head and pulled out the drawer. Another pen was pulled out.

"Then, then this phenomenon is really... I really can't explain it. I don't know what's going on.... If keeping a diary can help, you can keep it." The woman said, but suddenly she saw the lift The old man stood up, a line of tears rolled down his cheeks.

The woman was startled: "Why are you crying?"

Wang Weichu was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and wiped his cheek, he slowly shook his head and said, "Whenever that feeling is strong, I will unconsciously want to cry... Weird, right?"

"It's not strange." The woman thought about it and said, "Sometimes, when I hear a song, I will recall the scene when I listened to that song in the past, and the scene will be firmly embedded in my mind. You Presumably you did have those memories, so when the memory comes up, it triggers your instinctive response."

Wang Weichu unscrewed the cap of the pen and paused, as if asking a woman, but also asking himself: "Then I cry because those memories are painful?"

Women want to say yes, so it's best for you to forget such memories.

But thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't say that, so she changed her mouth and said, "Maybe she was crying with joy."

"Oh..." Wang Weichu responded, lowering his head awkwardly and slowly writing line by line.

I recorded separately, what time I woke up this morning, accidentally broke a cup while brushing my teeth, what I had for breakfast, where I went after breakfast...

Cen Yao stood by the desk and looked at him, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the chest.

Extremely sore.

What has he forgotten?

Did you forget everything related to "Cen Yao"? Because he has never met Cen Yao in this world.

Wang Weichu wrote for a long time.

He wrote that the women urged him: "Mr. Wang, the water is getting cold."

Wang Weichu put down his pen and said, "Go back earlier. It's dark, and it's not safe for girls to be on the road."

The woman couldn't help laughing and said, "What kind of girl am I? I'm in my thirties." "I'll leave when you're done. If it's too late, I'll rest in your guest room."

Wang Weichu nodded.

He couldn't see a tall figure beside him, that figure stretched out his hand and traced along his outline.

The figure patted his head lightly, but passed through.

Wang Weichu put away the notebook and went to the bathroom, and the woman also withdrew.

The rushing sound of water from the shower knocked on Cen Yao's heart. If he had a real body, his eyes would be red by now.

He went to several worlds to find Wang Weichu's soul fragments.

But the Wang Weichu of this world has waited for him almost all his life.