Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 269 The Existence of Response

Lin Yilin sat on the subway in silence.

Aimlessly, just taking the subway, going to the end of the line, then going from one end to the other, then changing lines and doing it again.

This is a good way to kill time. Some subway enthusiasts go to a new city and the first thing they do is not to visit any local attractions, but to study the railway tracks in that city and may spend a day or two riding them to get to know them.

Just like when she was first picked up and adopted by her adoptive father.

Perhaps she wanted to understand the place where she would be staying for a long time, or perhaps she just wanted to find something to do. At that time, Lin Yilin would sit quietly in the subway for the whole day.

There is no need for any scenery. Just watch the passenger flow gradually decrease as the subway leaves the busy area, and then watch the number of people around slowly increase as it heads from the suburbs to the center.

The tip of the iceberg of Dadu is revealed here, but it seems to have nothing to do with her.

Even if she pieced together the information about the past that was cut off by the earthquake, she could not empathize with it. She knew the appearance and names of her biological parents, but she could not identify them. They disappeared from her life forever, just like irrelevant strangers.

Walking out of a subway station in Jiyun District, Lin Yilin bought a few bouquets of flowers at a roadside flower shop and then continued to find the right direction.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed before her eyes, and Lin Yilin subconsciously reached out to catch the black sparrow falling from the sky.

"I haven't gathered all the white energy yet, so you better take it easy." Zheng Fan muttered.

"Mr. Hallucination, why did you follow me when you clearly left work early?" Lin Yilin stroked the cheek of the sparrow in her hand with her thumb, causing Zheng to peck her fingers away in displeasure.

"Isn't it free time after get off work? You can do whatever you want."

"You left Sister Ye alone in the office?"

"I calmed her down with a popsicle from the freezer."

"When she gets bored, her methods of finding fun are no less than Mr. Illusion's. Let me think... It seems that Cheng Fei is the only one left in the office now." Lin Yilin said after thinking for a while.

Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin mourned for the great Cheng Fei for less than a second. After a tacit pause, Lin Yilin said, "Mr. Illusion, are you here to comfort me?"

"Ah."

Zheng Fan nodded.

"...So straightforward. I thought you would be arrogant for a while."

"Tsundere hasn't been retired, but it's very difficult to get started, so I chose to be more straightforward." Zheng Fan shook his tail, seeming to be joking but also serious.

"Thank you." Lin Yilin showed a gentle smile, and it no longer looked like she would lose energy if she smiled any longer than before, and she kept smiling for quite a long time.

"I knew your mentality was not that bad. That red-haired guy insisted that I come and take a look." Zheng Fan said unhappily.

"Being strong is not a reason for a girl to suffer alone."

"Isn't that a little bit off when you say this yourself?"

"At least you are in my hands now, Mr. Illusion. That's enough."

Black Sparrow tilted his head, his gray eyes flickering: "Where are you going?"

"Sweeping graves."

"Didn't you go to Qingming this year?"

"We were trying to solve the problem of the haunted house at the time, so there was indeed a delay," Lin Yilin explained.

"Cool, this is exactly what we should do during the Qingming Festival." Black Sparrow's eyes lit up.

"Then you must have some misunderstanding about Qingming Festival."

"So how was the situation handled at that time?" Zheng Fan tried to change the subject. It was normal for him to have a misunderstanding of such a family-related festival.

"It was a mess, full of danger. I almost couldn't see you, Mr. Hallucination, in a few weeks. Although the problem was solved, the haunted house was gone. The commission was not enough to pay the compensation, and I had to pay another sum of money myself." "Wow..." After Zheng Fan came, it was so easy for him to solve problems with Lin Yilin, so it was hard for him to imagine Lin Yilin's embarrassed look.

"Even if you are fully prepared, hallucinations can always surprise you in some places. Trying to win big with a small investment, as I did in the past, is like walking on a tightrope. If you don't calculate well in one place, you will have to spend more energy to fill the gap, causing more losses."

Lin Yilin brought Zheng Fan to Jiyunshan Cemetery.

There weren't many stupid people coming to visit the graves at this time, and there was no one to be seen except Lin Yilin. As for the feeling of being suddenly cooler after entering the cemetery, that was not the case at all.

How can you be cool in a place that is exposed to the sun? It feels worse than the Cumulus Water Park on the other side of the mountain.

Zheng Fan noticed that there seemed to be large tombstones of a unified style here, all of which were monuments to the victims of the earthquake.

Although Lin Yilin doesn't come here often, her memory still brings her to one of the pieces and she gently puts down the two bouquets of flowers in her hands.

She looked at the two strange yet familiar names on the tombstone and stopped for a long time.

"Are you telling them you found the truth?"

"There's no point in telling them this kind of thing. I think telling them 'I'm doing fine now' is much more useful than telling them the truth." Lin Yilin's calmness was a little distressing.

"That's right."

After standing for a while, Lin Yilin turned and walked towards another area of the cemetery. After leaving the memorial area for the victims, she came to the area for the general dead.

It is still a simple tombstone, and the English name "Edelman" on it is not difficult to recognize.

Compared to the memorial to the victims, this tombstone is obviously much newer, and time has not left any traces on it. This man did not even leave an epitaph.

Although he had never met this person, Zheng Fan felt an inexplicable empathy for him in this regard.

The last words before a person's death have considerable weight for close people, especially for someone like Lin Yilin. Edelman raised Lin Yilin for so many years, but in the end he didn't know what to say to her, so it was better to say nothing.

Don't influence, don't give too much weight.

"There's a lot to say about this." Zheng Fan smacked his beak and before he could say anything, Lin Yilin spoke first.

"But forget it. It's embarrassing to talk to myself in front of Mr. Illusion."

"I can get out of the way."

"No need, I've said what I wanted to say." Lin Yilin put down the last bouquet of flowers, stood up and said, "Mr. Illusion, do you know what you have brought me the most?"

"It's too complicated. I don't want to guess."

"sense of security."

"This is to be expected."

"Strong strength can solve many problems in a place like this. The most important thing is that as long as I call you, you will definitely give me a response. I have doubted more than once how I could have such a good illusion. I feel like I have entered an illusion within an illusion. But if it is true, then I am willing to accept it."

"..."

"Mr. Illusion, before you found the sense of existence you needed, you have already given me, a vain self, an infinite sense of existence. As long as you are still here, I have the confidence to think. The earthquake is an opportunity, but it is only an opportunity, and it is far from everything I have."

As she spoke, Lin Yilin took out the old cartoon earthworm bookmark from the inner pocket of her coat.

The three words "curiosity" are still clearly written.

The black sparrow blinked, turned its head and combed its feathers, and said at the same time: "After the rest, it's time to work. Let's stop being pretentious about the past. Don't forget that Yagui really messed with us, and this matter is not over yet."

"Well, this matter is not over yet." Lin Yilin responded.

After a short rest, the stopped gears started turning again.

(End of this chapter)