HISO Chapter 142
by VolareUpon hearing it, 089 felt like its CPU was about to crash.
Holy crap.
He knew the monster from childhood, but how is the monster only 24 years old now?
Holy crap.
The monster learned how to dote on his wife so early in life.
The system wasn’t sure where its mind went, but it blurted out: [So… host, you and Xie Jinsheng almost became childhood sweethearts!!]
Yu An: “…”
How is that your first point of focus? That’s so weird.
Although it is indeed a bit of a regret.
If it weren’t for Tan Si, perhaps they really could have grown up together.
But what Yu An cared about more at that moment were the memories about the laboratory that kept surfacing. Perhaps the vortex trip had restored his childhood memories, along with other buried experiences that were suddenly awakened.
Could it be… that their fate was more than just a one-time thing?
“I know what you’re surprised about. When my superior contacted me a week ago to tell me these things, I was just as shocked as you. But—”
At some point, Jing Zhixun had already opened a blue light screen and placed it in front of Yu An: “My superior is already online. Go chat with her. Remember to call me if you need anything. I’ll be outside.”
With that, he went outside, leaving Yu An and his superior with an undisturbed space.
Soon, a very ethereal female voice came from the other end of the connection, seeming to have a bit of an electronic mechanical sound, not like a natural voice:
“As you might have guessed, this world has actually been restarted many times.”
Despite having been mentally prepared, Yu An still felt dazed for a few seconds when he actually heard this bombshell message, before regaining his senses.
The neglected details suddenly flooded in—
No wonder there was a map buried under the iris flowers, leading him to find Dr. Xu and learn about the key.
Also, according to the original trajectory of this world, the train would eventually crash into a tide of infected creatures.
But 089 told him that the original infected tide had disappeared. Now that he thought about it, it must have been eliminated in advance by some cycle awakeners.
But what shocked Yu An even more were the next few video clips about the laboratory—
He immediately saw Xie Jinsheng, who looked only about nineteen years old, just like in his dream, and in the other’s arms, he was holding a… small Omega with a slightly unfamiliar appearance, and softly calling, “Little Jasmine.”
Little… Jasmine.
Yu An silently repeated the name, feeling a strange palpitation for a few seconds, as if some sleeping memory was about to slowly awaken.
Remembering the special bounty in Bianhan Town, and the words in the alley, he calmed down slightly and asked:
“Is that Lin Xuanning?”
“Yes,” the female voice on the other end said.
[Holy crap?!!]
10,000 grass mud horses and who-knows-what flew through 089’s mind. [No way, host, this video must be fake. How could Xie Jinsheng hold any Omega other than you…]
At this point, the system suddenly seemed to have thought of something and fell silent, the screen filled with disbelief.
And a strange premonition inexplicably surfaced in Yu An’s heart as he gazed at the Omega in the video—
The omega had eyebrows and eyes that resembled him slightly.
And a very special light pink birthmark.
Also, in some of the videos, in his dreams, he seemed to have dreamed of a first-person perspective…
An unbelievable idea gradually floated into his mind.
And the next second, the female voice on the other end delivered the final verdict:
“The original Lin Xuanning was you.”
“Moreover, it was you, more than a hundred years ago, when you first entered the Space-Time Bureau, accidentally entered a small world, and had your appearance modified.”
Yu An stood there stunned for a very long time, until his eyes were slightly red and sore.
And at that moment, all the previous doubts were also explained.
No wonder when they first met a few months ago, the man’s tentacles, which should have been unfamiliar to him, were so friendly;
Also, the Alpha was overly obsessed with his scent, like a mad dog with an uncontrollable morbid infatuation and entanglement with him, wishing he could lock him up and keep him by his side.
Behind that lack of security was the fact that—
They had been in love long before.
They failed to wait for that year’s spring.
Xie Jinsheng had even witnessed his death.
For Yu An, this had happened a hundred years ago.
But for Xie Jinsheng, in the countless cycles of the small world, this was the three thousand and first year since he lost Little Jasmine.
No matter how much time had passed, even if he had lost his memory.
He had always been loving him.
Never changed.