Chapter 21

It has been almost ten years since I last wrote to you.

I still remember that you always like to joke with me at that time. Perhaps only the old antiques from the last century insisted on using this connection.

My reason for answering you is very simple. Letters will not be invisible like electronic messages. What I want to tell you is really on paper. I hope you will not forget it.

In fact, it’s just an excuse to take it out casually. No matter how good the ink is, the handwriting will fade in the end.

No promise is eternal, or in other words, we hope it will remain unchanged, but that is not something that human will can control.

I don't know how much you already know, but I think you probably guessed that you forgot yourself and forgot me.

It was an experimental accident. For objective reasons, I can't tell you the specific process of the accident. The accident caused your consciousness to fall asleep until you woke up thirteen years later, but you also lost all your memories.

I have arranged for you a brand new identity, an ordinary but stable life.

Because I don’t want you to be in danger again. Even if you survived by chance, you will never remember me again. I am willing to just watch you live safely.

This kind of idea is very selfish. I made a decision for you without authorization and arranged your life well.

So when you were admitted to Time Travel Academy again, I even thought it was your subconscious resistance to this decision.

Maybe you can't give up those bizarre worlds in your bones, or your nature is driving you.

I was very hesitant and used some means to stay by your side and observe for four years. Until the end, I actually didn't make up my mind.

But the plan has begun. The so-called new examination system, as smart as you, must have guessed it was a pretext.

I deceived you from beginning to end.

The meaning of this system was to better develop the next world, and it was created by us.

Now, it is to help you regain your memory.

Yes, virtual worlds, you name them virtual worlds.

The world that emerges from your and my consciousness eventually becomes a huge black hole that swallows you is not a joke.

Don't worry, my dear, if you can't remember, you will wake up smoothly after the next world.

At that time, there would be no more connection between you and me, so you should regard it as a long dream.

The letter was not signed at the end. After reading it, Margaret closed the letter gently, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and with a click, a tear fell.

Me...what is wrong with me?She stroked her eyes in confusion, and she was completely unaware of the contents of the letter. So she could be sure that this was not written for her, but why did she cry?

Sir, you may have made a mistake. This letter should not have been sent to me.

I guess so.Cizel smiled and did not take the letter handed to him by the girl. He didn't know if the letter was written by him himself.

Willing to cry probably means that another soul in the body in front of you will be touched. If another soul in your body knows, you should be very happy.

But he didn't care. Whether he was created by humans or whether the soul that was his original source could come true, Cizel didn't care. He could be with his lovely sister.

Then, he stood up, I said goodbye, madam.

Before Margaret said anything, the man turned around and walked out of the living room with a brisk pace.

At this moment, Margaret felt her body suddenly lightening, as if something had left, and the grief and confusion that had just lingered in her heart also disappeared.

What the hell is going on?She sat in place, unable to calm down for a long time.

Until a series of familiar footsteps sounded outside the door, Arthur walked in with Feng Chen's tall body, opened his arms and hugged her: Dear, I'm back!

She felt relieved and gently hugged Arthur with her backhand: Dear, welcome home.