Yingmeng's eyes were looking forward blankly, with an empty look.

The surrounding information invaded her brain uncontrollably, and the pain burned her nerves, telling her that all this had exceeded the capacity of her brain.

She could feel the pain, but he couldn't control his brain to stop. He could only accept the pain over and over again, unable to do anything.

She looked at Xian Qing and realized that she needed to ask a few questions. When he was able to see through the other person, he asked the question that had been bothering her for a long time.

"Xian Qing." She said.

"What's wrong?"

Xian Qing felt the change in her tone, feeling that her tone was calm and cold. He had never heard such sharp restraint in Ying Meng's tone.

"You are also the layout designer, right?"

Xian Qing quickly searched for all the ways to deal with it in his mind, but at this moment, when he met Ying Meng's eyes, he just wanted to tell the truth. He nodded, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

"You have your hand in the affairs of Yunge Building, right? You want me to be possessed, right?"

Xian Qing's expression was calm, but the slight change in his sitting posture told Ying Meng that her guess was right.

Yingmeng already knew the answer. She tried to feel the emotions of sadness, trance, and anger in her heart, but she couldn't feel the sadness without her. Why? Why?!

She feels like her inability to feel emotions is a terrible mistake.

Xian Qing sighed and did not make any excuse, because it was useless, everything Yingmeng said was true.

Yingmeng's brain still remained calm and operated accurately.

Countless roads appeared before her eyes, and her brain accurately calculated the possible events on each road. Each road symbolized a different future.

It was as if her mind had entered an environment without time, experiencing excerpts from the future.

It was very abrupt, but Yingmeng felt as if she had grasped an important clue.

Her brain seemed to have broken through another level and reached another level. She seemed to have found a loophole in time, allowing her to peek into the future.

It was as if she was sitting on a point, and around her were countless different lines, spreading out like ripples, leading in different directions to different futures. But she couldn't see the whole picture clearly, or she could only see the whole picture.

Can see some small fragments clearly.

She once saw the wind blowing through the branches and the leaves falling in the air. At this time, she felt that the future was like a twisted piece of cloth, fluttering in the wind like leaves, and she could only see part of it forever.

she saw different

As a person, she sensed countless possibilities.

Different names and places crossed her mind, she experienced different environments, scanned different data, and with precise analysis, different possibilities were revealed.

"A wise man knows the positions of all the forces that make nature move and the objects that make up nature at a certain moment. If he is also intelligent enough to analyze these data, then in the universe, from the largest object to the smallest

particles, their motions contained in a simple formula. For this wise man, nothing is ambiguous, and the future appears to him only as the past did." - Pierre-Simon La

Plath

She experienced everything she had experienced, from the most distant past to the most distant future. From the most likely to the least likely.

She saw herself dying in countless ways, she saw countless different races and cultures.

One of the pictures stayed in front of her. It seemed that there was someone she knew here. It was Xiao Xue. The two were playing together unscrupulously.

So she can still go back? Ying Meng saw herself.

There is a way to return to that carefree moment, and there is a way for her to return to that pure and innocent period. But in order to achieve this possible future, she seems to have to make some changes.

She carefully looked at herself in the picture. That self was completely different from her current self, just like two different people. This knowledge made her feel comforted and alert at the same time.

Is it a disguise? Or is it a complete return to pure white?

This possible future comes suddenly and goes quickly.

Then, she seemed to see a future with a different stance.

Different images flashed across her eyes.

Yes, her consciousness and her brain are working rapidly, creating different pictures one after another, in an extremely terrifying and almost self-mutilating way.

She could feel her nerves burning.

She opened her eyes and looked around. All the surrounding environment and things became strange and clear.

She could hear her rapid breathing, she was still here, still in this pile of sand.

It's still night outside.

Everything seemed to happen in a matter of breaths.

She looked at Xian Qing sitting in front of her. She still couldn't feel emotions, as if her feelings were completely separated from her brain.

In that empty brain, there is only countless data and information, and countless calculations and analyses.

She is like a puppet, with a different consciousness controlling her every move.

She feels that the data in her mind is endless now. She has obtained enough information and understood enough of the present. She can completely predict the future and the past.

But the loss of feelings made her feel empty and unbearable. She felt that something was breaking. She tried to feel it again, but the only thing she could feel was a deep sense of emptiness, which was unbearable.

She couldn't control her mind, as if her body and her spirit had been completely separated.

Her mind was calculating everything that could happen, even if she didn't want to know.

It collects every bit of precise data, such as changes in the surrounding air, changes in humidity, and every tiny change is taken into account, even if these data are useless now and are a pure waste of energy.

She felt her nerves burning and everything seemed to be approaching a zero point.

The operation of her brain remained unchanged, and she didn't care about the possible consequences.

She could see her distant past, her innocent and ignorant self as a child, thinking that every day would be sunny.

Then, she could see the distant future, look at those horrible things, look at every road, and the final result of every choice...

"I'm a monster!" she thought. "I'm a monster."

No, no, no!

Yingmeng found that he clenched his fists with both hands and punched the sand.

Her brain planned this behavior as an interesting emotional response and added it to the calculation range.

"Ying Meng." Xian Qing's slender and clear fingers still clasped her wrist tightly and held her hand. His face was a little worried and gloomy, and his eyes were deep and sharp, like the ups and downs of the deep sea.

I don't know what kind of dark emotions are hidden in the turbulent undercurrent. "What happened?"

"You." Yingmeng said. "What did you do to me?"

Xian Qing met Ying Meng's eyes, which were like this desolate desert, without any emotion or warmth, but the other person's tone was so panicked, like a drowning person trying to grab the last straw to save his life.

straw.

A moment of clarity flashed through his mind, and Xian Qing seemed to realize the root cause of this problem.

"I saved you, raised you, and kept you alive." This seemed to be based on his instinct and the absolutely correct answer in his subconscious, at least the perfect answer to calm Xia Yingmeng.

He felt Ying Meng holding his hand and holding his wrist tightly.
Chapter completed!