Chapter 392 Time and Space Chaos

When Han Fei woke up, her face was full of tears.

"Host, you're awake."

Han Fei was at a loss for a long time before she realized that Taobao was calling her.

She reached out and touched her face, which was filled with moist tears. She closed her eyes hard, and when she got up, she found that she was lying in a vast place, and there was a blank space everywhere.

Extremely white.

Bai learned that she was left alone.

Han Fei said slowly: "Taobao?"

"I am here."

A childish little figure slowly appeared, floating in front of Han Fei. That cute little face was full of worry for Han Fei.

Han Fei slowly recalled the memory before she woke up. She remembered that she was stabbed in the chest with a knife, and she seemed to still hear the scream of a child in her ears.

"Host, what's wrong with you?"

Han Fei suddenly grabbed Taobao's hand and asked nervously: "Taobao! Can I still go back?! Just take me back! Okay!"

Taobao was silent for a moment.

Han Fei persevered and looked at it expectantly.

But in the end Taobao shook his head and said nothing.

Han Fei panicked all of a sudden and stammered: "No, no, this is too cruel to him! I died in front of him like this, and Xue Guiren, Xue Guiren also died in front of him like this. , he will go crazy! This is too cruel!":

"Host, I can't do it."

"You must have a way, please help me, please search for treasure..."

When talking about the latter part, Han Fei's tone became tearful.

She could never imagine how little Qin Che would spend his days after her death.

He was just a kid, but he accepted it all.

Just thinking about it makes my heart hurt so much that I can't breathe.

Han Fei fell to the ground, in a daze, and tears fell one by one.

Taobao felt extremely uncomfortable seeing her like this. He had such a premonition when he sent her to that memory.

"Host, I can't send you to him, but I can show you how the male god spends his days in the future."

Hearing this, Han Fei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Quick! Show me!"

Taobao waved her hand, and a transparent mirror appeared in front of her. There was still fog floating on the mirror. After the fog slowly dissipated, she saw little Qin Che.

"Che'er..."

She couldn't help but scream.

But the person in the mirror won't hear it.

Han Fei just squatted down and looked at him quietly.

Watch him struggle to survive in the palace.

Watch him endure the cynicism of those people.

I saw him beating his legs like crazy at night, unable to stand.

Watching him fall off the chair again and again, just to stand for a short second.

Seeing this, Han Fei covered her mouth and burst into tears.

She thought he would be in pain, but she never thought it would be so painful.

Han Fei almost couldn't bear to watch anymore, but she forced herself to see and understand his past.

I saw him lying on the bed in pain and sick.

She saw him shouting her name with weak breathing, one after another.

I saw that everyone was sympathizing with him, but he was becoming more and more indifferent.

Seeing him put on that silver mask, no one saw his overly beautiful face again.

Until Han Fei saw him kill the first person.

That man was completely disemboweled and his body was thrown into the deserted well.

Han Fei saw him smiling. That smile was creepy and disturbing.

Han Fei's heart suddenly twitched. What she was most worried about happened. Qin Che changed.

From a child to a beast, those red eyes were full of violence.

Then came the second, third...

Han Fei shouted involuntarily.

"Don't...don't kill...that's enough...Che'er!"

If she continues to kill him, he will completely become what she least wants to see, that him, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

He killed more and more people, his face became more and more distorted, and the corpses at the bottom of the well became more and more full.

Slowly, Han Fei gradually felt a sense of familiarity from that twisted, unfamiliar handsome face.

That dangerous Qin Che.

The Qin Che he had seen in his dreams and in his inner world.

Han Fei seemed to understand something in a daze, and understood why there was such a dangerous personality in Qin Che's inner world.

Because that's him too...

It was him who was twisted.

Han Fei's eyes widened and she exclaimed. She finally understood why Qin Che in her dreams was always dangerous and bloody. He had been forced to look like that.

Han Fei saw that he hated himself like that, but couldn't control himself from becoming like that.

He lived a miserable life, but he couldn't change it. He became more violent, killed more people, and hated himself more and more. This was a vicious cycle.

And Han Fei had already burst into tears.

At the end of the scene, when Qin Che woke up again, he became the Qin Che she was familiar with now.

Qin Che was cold, emotionless, and had an indifferent look in his eyes.

And the picture ends here.

Taobao took back the mirror, looked at Han Fei with a complicated face, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Host, are you okay?"

Han Fei didn't speak. She was in a daze for a long time, as if she couldn't get out of the picture.

After a while, she slowly raised her head, her eyelashes still hanging on her eyes, and she asked sternly: "Why?!"

Taobao backed away a little in fear.

Han Fei stood up slowly and repeated it again.

"Why!"

"Host……"

"Why do I exist in his memory! Those things that happened are all real, right?! Why is this happening!"

Han Fei couldn't accept it.

If all this is true.

Then she was also one of the fuses that led to Qin Che's darkening.

It was her and Xue Guiren's life and death that forced Qin Che to become a devil!

Forced to become that dangerous, violent, and bloody person!

Han Fei couldn't accept that she was the murderer!

"Host, you still don't understand?"

Han Fei raised her head blankly and said, "What?"

Taobao sighed.

"This is his memory."

Han Fei was startled.

"And I just sent you to his memory."

"No, it's not..."

"Host, don't you still understand? This is his memory, and his consciousness is that in his memory, these things have happened, which means you are a part of his memory."

"Impossible! I won't. It's because of you that I returned to that time and space and met Qin Che at that time. This, this is happening now!"

"No, host, time and space are always connected. That time and space was once disrupted, and you cycled through this process. You met Qin Che at that time, and Qin Che at that time changed his personality because of you. .”

"no!"

"Just like handwriting, his handwriting imitated yours, but your handwriting imitated his at the beginning. This is the handover of time and space."