Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 439 The past reappears

September didn't expect that prying into memories would be such a heavy thing.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether this heavy feeling was simply due to the sudden appearance of her childhood sweetheart, or whether she was witnessing a life that was about to die.

In this memory, Mr. Mingyuan is no longer omnipotent.

At that time, he had no way of knowing the knowledge that would be available more than a decade later, nor was he the gold medal resurrection match mentor that later became him.

But for now, she decided to cheer up.

"The facts are clear. The real 'black mud' belongs to someone else. It attached itself to the prophet, but the prophet's life energy could not sustain the two to achieve symbiosis. This is not your fault. You have tried your best."

Although this "story" was not September's original intention, with her efforts, the two of them found another way and discovered the truth from the "deep memory". However, this truth did not have a good ending.

The little prophet died, and Duan Mingyuan fabricated that part of the memory, replacing the memory of that night with the story he told the little prophet.

Jiu Yue put her hands on Duan Mingyuan's shoulders, letting him feel her strength.

Judging from Duan Mingyuan's expression, the final winner of the "Fictional Story Contest" has been decided. Psychologist Miss Olivia Fox-September has become the first champion of the contest. It is foreseeable that this name will have a crucial impact on future contestants.

The first champions of each event are often remembered for a long time because they completed the process from nothing to something.

"Go to rest early."

September lay on the bed and covered herself with the quilt.

Although she said this, she was not sleepy at all.

After regaining this memory, Duan Mingyuan's reaction was somewhat beyond her expectations.

The memories of his dead childhood sweetheart, which he sealed with his own hands, when these past memories reappear before his eyes, they often bring unbearable pain.

From a psychologist's perspective, people will try to resist painful memories by avoiding them, but it is like a time bomb. The longer they avoid it, the more destructive it will be when they finally have to face it, and it may even be so serious that it is unbearable.

But Duan Mingyuan seemed to be doing fine.

He simply made a diagnosis of the minor prophet that he was unable to complete at the time.

"Mr. Mingyuan."

Jiu Yue turned her back to Duan Mingyuan and suddenly said, "If you have anything in your heart, just say it."

Based on her understanding of Duan Mingyuan, the latter was the type who liked to hide his emotions in his heart.

Not showing emotions on one's face is how people define "emotional stability", but this does not mean that those people will not be overwhelmed by pain in their hearts.

"For example, what do you think of the Little Prophet?"

Jiu Yue patiently advised her, as this was also the doubt in her heart.

A young boy who was just beginning to fall in love met a weak but strong girl. This was the beginning of the love stories that Jiu Yue was familiar with.

"One patient, go to sleep."

"That's it."

This answer made Jiu Yue a little disappointed. The flat tone and the clear unwillingness to continue the discussion showed that in Duan Mingyuan's mind, the little prophet was by no means an ordinary patient.

Jiu Yue became quiet. She leaned against Duan Mingyuan and fell into deep thought.

As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the little prophet on the bed and Duan Mingyuan standing in front of the bed.

The "deep memory" was interrupted.

At the end of the memory fragment, Duan Mingyuan agreed to the other party's request.

As long as he bought a bottle of yogurt, the little prophet would be willing to tell him the voice in his head. After getting the promise, Duan Mingyuan hurriedly left the ward. Perhaps he still had the thought of saving the little prophet in his mind.

Duan Mingyuan forcibly terminated his memory, as if he didn't want to see what happened next.

However, past history has already given the answer. According to the records preserved in the Imperial Hunting Court, the little prophet did not die of illness.

She walked to the bedside, and as she was about to die, she decided to take her life into her own hands.

Afterwards, some people thought that she fell because she was possessed.

Some people believe that a brain disease may have caused her to hallucinate and imagine herself as a bird that has broken out of its cage.

Some also thought that she was tired of staying in the ward all day.

But no matter what, the death of the little prophet had a profound impact on the Royal Hunting Court.

Without the "prophecy", the death rate of hunters in Yunlong City began to rise steadily. However, it now seems that the team of missing hunters mentioned by Dajiang does not seem to be directly related to Duan Mingyuan's experience.

As for the lost schoolbag, it is easy to explain.

People always forget many things in a panic, and Duan Mingyuan is no exception.

Maybe when he walked out of the convenience store with the yogurt he bought, he happened to see the bird rushing out of the cage and landing not far in front of him.

For Duan Mingyuan in high school, it was destined to be a long and torturous night.

In addition to facing the death of the little prophet, he also had to face the interrogation of the Royal Hunting Court - because he was the last person to see the little prophet, and except for him, no one knew what had happened in the ward.

The room was completely silent, save for the sound of even breathing.

September closed her eyes and completed the ending of the story in her mind.

She tried to hypnotize herself in her mind. Mr. Mingyuan said that what has happened cannot be changed. They cannot revive a person in the "deep memory" because that would violate Duan Mingyuan's emotions and cognition.

Finally, give your story a name.

"Bird in a Cage".

Almost immediately, these three words came to September's mind.

These three words well describe the life of the little prophet. Although she has the ability to foresee the future, her short life is like a bird trapped in a cage. The Royal Hunting Court needs her ability, so she must be locked in a cage, for fear that she will disappear if she leaves the cage.

However, the next moment, September suddenly opened his eyes.

She had heard the story.

The story of "Bird in a Cage".

And, it was in Mercy Hospital.

When she was still in her "deep memory", she and Duan Mingyuan got off at that stop, and she also had a strong sense of familiarity.

As "The Bird in a Cage" appeared in her mind, September seemed to have finally entered her "deep memory".

At that time, she and Duan Mingyuan were in Renci Hospital, staying in the corridor of the dental clinic.

"Mr. Mingyuan, please tell me a story."

She grabbed Duan Mingyuan's arm, shaking him and begging, "Anything is fine!"

A little further ahead is the execution ground.

Inside the room was a cruel executioner who would use torture instruments to drill out her teeth.

As if he was getting a little impatient with Jiu Yue's shaking, Duan Mingyuan finally opened the memo on his phone.

"do you know?"

He coughed lightly and used the universal storytelling opening line, "There was once a strong royal hunting court hunter here."

(End of this chapter)