Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 63 Classmates
Did Lin Yilin tell this woman about her own story, or did she really like this weird thing?
Zheng was skeptical.

Hong Yijia took out something that looked like a watch dial from his shirt pocket and said, "If you don't want to see me, I'll have to go find you." Then he pressed the button on it.

Suddenly, with the strange instrument as the center, a faint black color spread out in all directions, covering the entire Lin Yilin's office.

Countless black and red particles appeared on Toast's body, while Lin Yilin's body was slightly black and red.

Hong Yijia herself is very clean, spotlessly white, but the things she carries on her body contain a lot of black and red.

In the same situation, the LuLu shoes hidden in the shoe box in the corner could not hide anywhere, and the same was true for the coffee machine.

Zheng Fan only felt a breeze blowing past, and then...

Nothing happened on his end.

Lin Yilin looked at Zheng Fan, then at Hong Yijia.

Hong Yijia was also stunned and looked around the office: "Huh? Is it not possible?"

She looked suspiciously at the sofa, where Zheng should be, and frowned slightly: "Is it very deep? That's also expected..."

His fingers slid slowly across the scale of the instrument in his hand. The black color spread out from the instrument layer by layer, gradually covering the surroundings with a dark filter.

Even though the sun was shining outside, the inside of the office felt like a horror movie set.

When a certain threshold is reached, the instrument begins to sound a warning whistle.

Hong Yijia's eyes widened as she adjusted the instrument in her hand.

Click——

Even until she adjusted the instrument's depth to the maximum and the instrument's whistle sounded like an air raid alarm, what she wanted to see still did not appear.

It's not that there is no impact at all. When reaching a certain depth, Zheng Fan really feels as if he is about to break through a certain barrier.

But in this situation, even a fool would know what would happen after the barrier was broken. Zheng Fan restrained himself because of his disgust for this woman.

It's just that on a subjective level I don't want to be seen, so the barrier that was about to be broken through was smoothed over.

It was so easy to avoid contact that Zheng Fan wondered if he could just as easily show his intention to others when he wanted to.

"What a joke...Xiaolin, what on earth did you find..." Hong Yijia's shock was difficult to describe simply in words, and she was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Stop joking and turn off the contact device first." Lin Yilin glanced out the window and raised her voice slightly.

Hong Yijia came to her senses and turned around. At this moment, outside the window of the office, a series of unrealistic gazes were staring at them through the window.

Hong Yijia's expression of fear from Zheng Fan quickly calmed down, and her eyelids drooped slightly: "Get lost."

The things that were about to invade outside the window suddenly dispersed one after another.

At this time, Hong Yijia slowly adjusted the instrument in his hand back to its original state until it was completely turned off, and the horror movie filter finally disappeared.

Lin Yilin looked at this scene and could only sigh in her heart: It is normal that she does not experience hallucinations.

It is difficult for a natural owner of the pure white factor to go to other worlds, and it is also difficult for things in other worlds to touch them. If it weren't for the many special props equipped on their bodies, Hong Yijia and Dadu's supernatural factors could be said to be insulated.

Hong Yijia didn't care about these. She was still upset that the illusion that Lin Yilin had hidden couldn't be revealed.

Lin Yilin took this opportunity to go out and check to make sure that nothing that was attracted by the contact device remained.

When she came back, Hong Yijia grabbed her arm and said, "So what exactly was that illusion you found, Xiaolin... If you were kidnapped, just blink." Lin Yilin looked at her intently.

"I have already overestimated you. I thought you would create an illusion of great depth. But this contact device of mine is specially made. It can maintain the highest depth for a period of time and can even trigger a momentary black overlap. If this can't make the other party appear... then it's no longer an ordinary illusion!" Hong Yijia became serious.

Lin Yilin patted her shoulder: "Anyway, calm down first and have a cup of coffee?"

Hong Yijia's serious expression suddenly broke: "More sugar, thank you."

……

In the office's reception area, Lin Yilin sat on her single sofa, Hong Yijia sat on the sofa across from her across the coffee table, and Zheng Fan lay lazily on the long sofa in the middle.

Three steaming cups of coffee were placed on the coffee table.

Lin Yilin roughly told Hong Yijia about her situation during this period, and explained that although her partner Illusion had many problems, he was actually a very intelligent and obedient person.

Hong Yijia was still a little worried, but in the end, based on their understanding of each other, she still chose to believe Lin Yilin.

The only thing was that when she asked Lin Yilin to describe Zheng Fan's appearance, she didn't quite understand why Lin Yilin hesitated.

Zheng Fan then realized that it was not that Lin Yilin had agreed with Hong Yijiajia in advance, but that Hong Yijiajia really liked this.

It's really rare in this life to find a good girl who likes someone like me.

"I see. Then the office has become lively all of a sudden. I was worried about you when Uncle Edelman left, but I couldn't come over at that time because of other things... I'm sorry." Hong Yijia looked at Lin Yilin's office again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lin Yilin with a smile.

Lin Yilin said bluntly with a blank expression: "At that time, I really cursed you in my heart for not being there. No one came to the funeral."

Hong Yijia's smile froze and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"But... after all, it's not the first time. Maybe I was mentally prepared. It's impossible for me not to notice that my adoptive father's health was getting worse day by day. He recovered quickly after the funeral, maybe in less than a day." Lin Yilin lightly mentioned a part that shouldn't have been mentioned so easily.

"You can't say that." Hong Yijia glanced at Zheng Fan. To be more precise, she could only look at the sofa. "Is it really possible to get used to the feeling of a loved one leaving?"

Lin Yilin looked down at the coffee in the cup: "But I have forgotten what my biological parents look like."

"..."

"I'm probably a very ruthless person, just like Sister Ye said." Lin Yilin said softly.

"When someone like her talks, who is highly self-centered, you just have to listen to her and don't take it to heart." Hong Yijia pouted.

As she spoke, she pulled out a document from her expensive-looking leather bag. “And if you’re really that heartless, why are you still so hung up on the earthquake ten years ago?”

He pushed the document and slid it from one end of the coffee table to the other, in front of Lin Yilin.

"'That earthquake was not a natural phenomenon.' That was the first thing you said when we first met."

Lin Yilin reached out and took the document: "Maybe it's just an interest."

"Again?" Hong Yijia was helpless.

"I don't know." Finally, Lin Yilin could only add in a weak voice.

Zheng Fan watched quietly from the side, looking from Lin Yilin to Hong Yijia, and then back to Lin Yilin, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)