Chu Yue looked at Cheng Ye thoughtfully.

Ever since she noticed something was wrong, the look in her eyes at Cheng Ye became more and more complicated.

From time to time, he would raise his head and glance at Cheng Ye, as if he wanted to find something out of him.

The more she stared at Cheng Ye, the stronger the feeling of familiarity in her heart.

If he hadn't known him well before, then he had fallen hopelessly in love with this man.

Even if there is no reason.

Everyone was quiet at the dinner table, everyone was hiding their own undercurrent of thoughts.

Soon, Cheng Ye finished his dinner.

He quickly stood up and prepared to escape from this place.

He strode to the piano on the second floor, and there was still no scary voice calling him from behind.

Cheng Ye frowned slightly.

I originally thought that Chu Yue would arrange a bunch of side tasks to torture him, but in the end there was nothing.

Chu Yue's eyes were dazed, and she faintly noticed something was wrong.

This uncomfortable feeling made her feel the falseness of the world.

It’s as if you are fake and so is the world.

She began to put away the plates silently, thinking about more things.

...

Ten minutes later, Chu Yue returned to her bedroom.

She wanted to see the scratches on the wall again.

Maybe it will remind her of something.

...

When she walked into the room, her eyes were suddenly attracted by the roses in the pen holder.

There are eleven roses in total, which are so delicate and dazzlingly red.

Slightly bloody smell.

Chu Yue stepped forward and touched the flowers, and saw a trace of blood on the barb of one of the roses.

The blood stain has dried and is half hidden and half exposed by the branches and leaves.

The faint smell of blood is a bit familiar.

Chu Yue couldn't help but stretched out her little hand and took out the flower.

Under the moonlight, she bent her head slightly.

The small nose sniffed the sharp smell.

suddenly.

She raised her head in surprise.

A pair of bright eyes were full of disbelief.

It was like an electric current coursed through her body, tingling from her fingertips all the way to her heart.

It hurts, it hurts.

Wrongful, very wronged.

It's like a drowning person finally being fished out and taking his first breath.

This familiar smell is the smell that she misses day and night.

Tears gathered in the eyes and rolled back and forth.

She suddenly looked towards the bed, her face turned pale.

Those twisted scratches come into view.

The fragments of her struggle are still vivid in my mind.

ha.

Chu Yue suddenly smiled.

The hand holding the rose trembled a little.

She is no longer that innocent and innocent look, but has put on a very deceptive and delicate mask.

After removing the innocence from her face, she calmly walked to the bedside and stretched out her hand to touch the traces of the bedside.

This was a trace that she used to record time, and later used to tell herself to forget her true self.

The calm vertical line in front of her was a line she drew every day to remind herself when she still knew she was a player.

Because as time goes by, it becomes easier for her to be assimilated by the copy.

Therefore, she must use something to remind herself.

The crooked marks on the back were signs that she was about to forget herself, but then thought about it again after returning to bed, so her trembling hands twisted the scratches.

Later, it was difficult for her to remember who she was. She almost had to stare at the wall for a long time, or other opportunities could make her remember that she was a player.

Whenever she thinks about it, she makes a mark on the wall.

But because the dungeon has not been opened, the game has not started.

Her waking hours became shorter and shorter, until finally, she sank completely.

Chu Yue touched the last scratch that was shaking violently and with great force.

That was the last time she remembered who she was.

I tried my best to keep myself as awake as possible before I made the final mark.

It's a pity that in the middle of her scratching.

She was swallowed up by the copy again.

She completely became a maid until someone came to save her.

Chu Yue's tears finally fell in large chunks.

Hot tears streaked across her delicate skin and fell on the worn sheets.

"It's okay, he's here."

"It's okay, Chu Yue."

Chu Yue comforted herself softly, as if Cheng Ye was by her side.

Now, there is no possibility of her being assimilated into the game.

Because the game officially started, she regained her memory and time was reset.

When she raised her eyes again, there were no tears in Chu Yue's eyes.

Her fingertips lightly touched the scratches.

Smile brightly.

Thanks to myself for working hard.

Thanks to myself who loves Cheng Ye deeply.

Probably -

Even if I forget you, I will still fall in love with you again.

...

midnight.

Everything is silent.

Cheng Ye walked to the third floor and knocked gently on the third princess' door.

The knocking on the door was loud and clear, which seemed a bit abrupt in this quiet night.

But no one was woken up.

Tonight is the first night, and the third princess looks even more special.

Even if you make a mistake, it's okay. The first time is always a matter of trial and error.

Cheng Ye raised his arm and was about to knock on the door again, but footsteps came from behind him...

Cheng Ye's hands were frozen in mid-air.

"Please do not approach the third floor after 8pm."

"If you are considered a gangster, you will be severely punished."
To be continued...