On my desk is a robot that Nangong gave me on his birthday last time. It is connected to the refrigerator in the dormitory through Bluetooth. This robot seems to be able to automatically arrange the nutritional balance of the owner's daily food intake, and will automatically lock the refrigerator door when it exceeds a certain limit.

The robot can freely set the name and appearance, because it was given by Nangong, so I set it according to Nangong's appearance.

It was probably last time, because I suddenly had a heartache and my mental state was extremely bad, and I was seen by Nangong, so my current coffee intake is strictly supervised by Nangong.

This intelligent robot has a smart bracelet that can be worn on the hand to monitor the person's physical condition and movement.

At this point, even I have to sigh at the greatness of science.

"Nangong, how is the weather tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow will be cloudy and rainy, with temperatures of 4 to 9 degrees."

"Nangong, you don't have to answer this person, it's okay." Xiao Han glanced at Jiang Wuya who had just spoken out.

"I understand, master."

"After the identity of Nangong master is reset, the master's name is changed to Jiang Wuya."

"I understand, the master's identity is reset and changed to 'The master's name will be changed to Jiang Wuya in the future'."

this.......

It's really an unpleasant robot. If it's a prototype, it's better than it...

No, don't think about the prototype tonight.

"Then I'll go take a shower."

"OK."

......

The cold wind mixed with the smell of the lake slowly blew across my face. When I looked around me, there were endless lake water. The lotus flowers on the lake surface reflected the white moonlight, emitting silvery white light.

“……?”

here it is?

At this time, it was said that it was far away but very close, just as life that came from nothingness said to me.

"Are you awake?"

who?

"This is more like a dream than reality."

"No, you are wrong. The reality is false, and the dreams at night are real."

"Who are you?"

A figure appeared in the distance.

"I am you, the part of your heart that you don't want to admit."

The faint phantom appeared inside the Huxin Pavilion. Although you could touch it through the Jiuqu corridor, the further I walked forward, the further I became, as if everything around me would disappear into a hazy hallucination.

The phantom in front of the pavilion in the middle of the lake gradually became clear, and he could gradually see his appearance.

That person is myself.

A person who looks exactly like me is standing opposite me.

"Your heart is longing for the truth, but he is also eager to remove his burden and live in this world with lingering breath."

"At least nothing is wrong if you want to live easily."

"It's just that you always know that just as your overly pure pain can never be understood, the things you carry can never be removed."

Discontinuous memory fragments flashed through my brain in my dreams.

It was a bloody scene that I tried my best to hide in my memory and was unwilling to face.

"Come on, confess, dreams are the satisfaction of your wishes, it is your own sin."

Face your own sin?

"!"

"Hahaha--"

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and the ethereal pavilion in the middle of the lake disappeared, and in front of me was the familiar wooden ceiling of the dormitory.

"You have a nightmare?"

On the other side of the room, Jiang Wuya was lying on his bed, looking at me sideways, showing a worried expression.

“Ha—when is it now?”

"It's about 1 o'clock."

"Do you just want to sleep?"

"Yes, what's going on tonight? I'm in a good mood when I went out because of Nangong?" Jiang Wuya paused, and saw Xiao Han still looking silent and continued, "Let's say it, what's the relationship between us? Is there anything else that cannot be said?"

"What do you think of my relationship with Nangong?"

"A discerning person can tell how your relationship is going on with this." Jiang Wuya was a little curious.

"Yeah, that's it, I'm not as slow as I look, so..."

"Xiao Han, no one who knows you will think you are slow."

"Yes, so it's hard to grasp the right distance between him and her. I really think so. Occasionally, I feel that the world I am in and she is a different world. What she sees is the other world. Maybe I'll step in it long ago. Her heart is towards the light, but my heart is attracted by the other side without looking back..."

"Who understands what you are talking about? You won't be rejected for confession tonight, right?"

"No, of course not." Xiao Han sighed, then realized that there was something wrong with his speech, and immediately added, "No, I did not confess to this evening."

"That's a quarrel?"

"It doesn't count."

"I really admire you. You can still have a fight with Nangong. Speaking of which, Jun Moxi asked me where you were? I said you went on a date with Nangong."

"Did you really tell her this?" Xiao Han looked a little nervous.

"You lied to you, Jun Moxi didn't ask me, do you remember what I said to you before?"

"I, I remember."

"If I'm right, your nightmare just now has something to do with them?"

"No, I told you that my father died when I was very young. I said that my father was a very famous detective and died in a certain case investigation. At that time, he was responsible for the serial killer's case, so everyone thought that he was killed by the murderer when he was about to catch the murderer."

"That murderer is so arrogant."

"I actually often dream about chasing the murderer of my father, but in that dream just now, the murderer I saw was actually me when the incident ended in October last year. I received the express delivery from Luo Jiao... Luo Yu."

"Ha!? Why did you say that?"

"Sorry, don't be excited. It should be a scheduled delivery service that was booked in advance. Although there is no signature, you can know that it was sent by him because it was his diary."

"Can I see it?"

"Sorry, I have been handed over to the police. It says something that happened in life and crime notes, mixed with some very strange fantasies. Maybe it's not fantasy, it's something that's really happening."

"The diary also contains an appraisal report about the dagger left at the scene of my father's murder. Luo Yu called out the dagger through his relationship and re-examined the blood test, although he didn't know why he did this."

Xiao Han paused.

"The blood on the dagger belongs to me and my father."

"Hey????? You were also on the scene?"

"I don't remember."

"Ha??????!You can forget such things?"

Jiang Wuya looked very surprised, and his voice became louder.

"Actually, my memory was always vague when I was a kid, and I don't know why."

After saying this, a strange sound came from Jiang Wuya, and Xiao Han looked over.

"Nothing, I'm thinking it might be post-traumatic stress disorder. Well, I can't remember that things weren't too strange when I was a kid."

"Maybe, in short, at that time, I might feel that when I was so suspicious on the scene, some vague memory fragments would pour into my brain, and I couldn't see the night of five fingers and the constant blood flowing."

“…”

"What would you think if I said I was a very violent person when I was a kid?"

"What a violent law?"

"Can you kill someone?" Xiao Han asked tentatively.

"Stop joking, Xiao Han, it seems that you have been poisoned by Luo Yu very much. You, don't think about this anymore. Go to bed early and have class tomorrow."

"Why......"

"What's wrong? Do you want me to sing a lullaby for you?"

Jiang Wuya smiled and said, this is a very common thing for them.
To be continued...