HISO Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Their First Meeting (One)

Yu An raised his eyes, looking at the surrounding furnishings that were blurred and fragmented in his memory, but now felt exceptionally familiar.

He couldn’t help but feel a slight ache in his nose.

Because this place was his original world.

Also, his most carefree, innocent childhood.

“Xiao An.” A slightly aged female voice suddenly came from the doorway.

Yu An looked towards the sound.

What he saw was an elegant old woman with slightly long, permed hair, holding a plate of freshly washed strawberries in her hand, walking towards him.

It was his grandmother.

He remembered that this fashionable old lady in her eighties, who loved beauty her entire life, had passed away during the tail end of this summer vacation.

Without any illness or pain, very peacefully.

His mother had said that she was smiling when she closed her eyes.

But in his memories, he didn’t understand things like separation and death, nor did he know why his grandmother always loved playing with him during this time, watching him smile.

Probably, she was afraid of seeing him less.

Because there wouldn’t be another chance later.

Time has always been cruel to everyone.

In his memories, he responded to his grandmother, very joyfully.

Yu An watched this scene, feeling somewhat absent-minded and sad.

Suddenly, he heard his grandmother’s concerned voice: “Xiao An, why are you unhappy? Is something on your mind?”

Yu An was stunned.

Turning his eyes to meet his grandmother’s at this moment, he suddenly felt a kind of illusion—that she had seen his soul at this moment through the distance of a hundred years of time.

“Didn’t you say you were going to return the book today?” Grandma wiped the corner of the little boy’s eye.

For some reason, even though little Yu An was smiling at this moment.

She inexplicably felt like he was crying.

It was very heartbreaking.

It was obvious that this child was still upset about accidentally buying a French book.

But it wasn’t entirely Xiao Yu An’s fault!

It was all because of that old Li head next door who sold books, who even cheated a child’s pocket money.

She ruffled the little boy’s soft, black hair and said:

“It’s just a book, Grandma will give you pocket money again, don’t be sad. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it, the book cover looks nice as decoration.”

His cheek was touched.

It was his grandmother continuing to comfort him:

“Really, if it wasn’t for your grandma being rebellious back then, unable to endure the hardship of going abroad, and running back to find my dad overnight… oh right, that’s your great-grandfather, that old geezer, who knows, I might have been able to teach you some French.”

Little Yu An was immediately amused.

“Not sad anymore?” Grandma smiled, too, getting tired of standing and wanting to sit down.

He heard the child’s milky voice saying: “Grandma, I still want to return the book.”

Thirty yuan was a lot of money for a child. Even the young Yu An couldn’t swallow it.

“It’s good to return it, do you need Grandma to go with you? This time I have to teach that old Li head a lesson, how dare he bully my… ahem.” Grandma said, suddenly coughing a little.

Xiao Yu An quickly said: “No need, Grandma, I can go by myself.”

“Okay,” Grandma touched his innocent and lovely face, and said, “Then Xiao An remember to come back early.”

Yu An closed the door very gently.

In his memory, there was indeed such an afternoon.

The sound of cicadas outside the window was constant, and the summer sun was so bright that it hurt his eyes, and he went to return the book.

But as for what happened after that, he couldn’t remember.

He always thought it was because he had been in the transmigrating bureau for too long, lived for too long, and his forgetfulness had grown.

But the key that absorbed him into this memory vortex was telling him that the missing part of his childhood memory started from here.

So, on this day, did he encounter something?

Yu An had a feeling that this was the turning point that broke his peaceful life, and he subconsciously didn’t want to move forward.

However, the body in his memory was not controlled by him.

Moreover, these were all things of the past, and even if he didn’t want to face them, he couldn’t cover up the fact that they had already happened…

Yu An walked forward.

Passing through a jasmine bush, the clothes, which only had the scent of soapberry, were stained with some light floral fragrance.

“Brother Yu An.”

A childish male voice came from behind him.

After hearing this voice, Yu An felt his young self shudder all over. After a long while, he remembered the owner of this voice.

His name was Zong Changjing.

Half a year younger than him, he chased after him every day when he was a child, calling him brother.

Later, they were in the same high school, and the other party had an unspeakable enthusiasm for him, which once made the classmates next door suspect their sexual orientation…

He was clearly a sunny big boy.

But from childhood to adulthood, Yu An had always felt very uncomfortable, always feeling like he was being watched by a poisonous snake.

In his memory, he would avoid Zong Changjing whenever he could.

At that time, the sky darkened, and it was about to rain. He was afraid of being found, so he ran in one direction, holding the collection of French poems.

When he hid from the rain, he realized where this place was.

It was that old, abandoned park.

His grandmother said that decades ago, this used to be a lively opera house, but it declined later and was turned into a small park.

It was popular for a while at first, but in recent years, more and more people moved away from the old alleys and lanes.

Even his parents had moved with him to the city center, and they only returned to live in the small town during the winter and summer vacations.

Thus, it gradually became desolate.

However, there was still a bright sun just now, but after the rain, it completely disappeared, so the surroundings seemed gloomy. Yu An shivered directly.

What was even more terrifying was.

He heard some scattered sounds coming from a distance.

It was like some kind of ancient magic circle was being activated.

Yu An followed the sound and saw that there were steps leading to a basement next to him.

The sound was coming from below.

It faintly carried a sound similar to a painful groan.

The young Yu An was obviously shocked by this scene, and subconsciously wanted to leave and tell the adults. But he was blocked by some force and couldn’t leave here at all.

The child was dumbfounded: “…”

And Yu An, who had been in the transmigrating bureau for many years, realized from that moment that this was the power of the Space-Time Bureau.

So, before he even entered the bureau, he had met someone from the Space-Time Bureau?

Xiao Yu An tried desperately to escape.

When he realized that he couldn’t escape, he looked at the basement.

After stroking the Ultraman watch on his wrist, he straightened his thin little chest, grabbed a thin stick, and walked in with his short legs.

Yu An: “…”

How come he only realized now that his childhood self was so brave.

However, according to the fact that he was still alive later, this trip shouldn’t be a life-threatening experience.

Moreover, Yu An was also very curious about what secrets were inside.

Walking down the steps, the candlelight on the walls flickered.

Yu An took a candle in his hand, and when he reached the end, he subconsciously held his breath—

Because he saw a magic circle.

Trapped in the magic circle was a little boy covered in blood, huddled in the corner, barely alive.

It looked like he was only a year or two older than him.

The other party closed his eyelids tightly, enduring the pain, like a trapped beast. But the wounds all over his body covered in scabs, as well as the traces of needle holes, exposed that he had been tortured.

And what was even more terrifying was that pile of dark, bloody tentacles.

They were spread on the ground like countless tails.

Yu An was stunned when he saw this.

He brought the candle closer.

The soft firelight spread out, bringing a bit of warmth, and the boy seemed to sense his approach and turned his face.

Deep black eyes, as well as a beauty mark, and particularly cold thin lips.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes made Yu An very familiar.

Because, this person was clearly the young version of a certain tentacle monster!

Yu An’s mind buzzed.

How could it be Xie Jinsheng…

How could he appear in his childhood memory?