What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

“Indeed,” Sister T agreed.

"Not entirely pure either," Jiuge said honestly.

"?" Li Doudou and Sister T's eyes lit up.

"He usually likes to touch my legs, especially when we kiss." Jiuge touched her face shyly.

Chapter 295 I am your fan (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

After the "meeting" ended, Jiuge made an excuse and left.

I avoided the crowds, ran to the library, and took the elevator to the fourth floor.

She swiped her student ID to enter, found a quiet corner, and waved to the outside.

Soon, the spirit, on the verge of being scattered, turned into specks of white light and was instantly released from its slumber.

Life is always full of surprises.

After the matter was resolved, just as Jiuge was hurrying out, an unintentional glance gave her a "shock".

The librarian at the fourth-floor entrance looked exactly like the woman Hua Zhijian remembered as his girlfriend.

The only difference is that this curly-haired woman is a living, breathing human being.

"Hello." After swallowing hard, Jiuge spoke.

"Are you Jiuge?" The woman asked excitedly when she saw Jiuge speaking to her.

So shocked were they that they didn't control their volume, and for a moment, all the students studying diligently in the library turned to look at the two of them.

"Yes, that's me." Jiuge felt a little uneasy.

The woman's voice was very similar to the voice she remembered.

What's truly chilling is that, according to An Chen's recollection...

Hua Zhijian did say that his girlfriend was at the school, and that she had disappeared.

"Could you sign my autograph?" the woman asked softly, covering her mouth.

"I'm your fan, I've long admired your name." She took out a small notebook and a ballpoint pen with trembling hands.

"..."

Jiuge paused for a moment.

If she hadn't been aware of her own personality traits, she would have almost believed she was a big star.

Before him stood his biggest fan, a female admirer.

"This is troublesome!" The woman grasped Jiuge's hand and shook it.

"Hiss..." Jiuge felt a chill.

This symptom is the same as that of An Chen who was not wearing the bracelet.

She hurriedly pulled her hand away, hesitated for a moment, and then wrote her name on the paper.

"Thank you!" The woman excitedly hugged the notebook and thanked Jiuge.

"Why don't you have a work badge?" Jiu Ge glanced at the woman's bare neck.

Normally, staff members would wear their name tags at all times.

"I'm new here. I got here through connections. I just arrived today, and my nameplate hasn't been issued yet," the woman explained, scratching her face sheepishly.

"..." Jiuge pursed her lips.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, she took out paper and pen from her bag.

"Please sign your name for me too! Your real name! And preferably some personal information, like your phone number," she asked tentatively.

Even if the woman in front of him suddenly contorts her face or refuses at this moment, Jiuge is confident that he can handle it.

What's strange is that the other party doesn't seem to be pretending at all.

"My signature and information? What is this?" The woman panicked, her face turning bright red.

My idol actually wants my autograph.

What exactly is this development?

With so many people chasing after celebrities throughout history, it's practically impossible for anyone to achieve what she has.

Unless both of them are celebrities.

"It's just... I want to be friends with you." Jiu Ge's voice trailed off.

She was still a little flustered.

It wasn't that she was panicked that the person in front of her might turn into a zombie, but rather that she was worried about whether she would feel a chill all over her body like An Chen when she got back.

If the woman in front of me is in the same state as Hua Zhijian, then it seems reasonable that I have become like that.

Jiuge had heard of the cycle of karma, but she felt that she hadn't met the standard that Heaven would spare no one.

"Okay, I understand, I'll sign, I'll definitely sign." The woman took Jiuge's pen and paper and hurriedly began to write.

"Will you work here every day from now on?" Jiuge asked softly.

"Yes, that should be it, before I find someone." The woman looked up and smiled apologetically.

“Hua Zhijian?” Jiu Ge blurted out.

"I don't know, I don't remember who I was looking for."

Because the person opposite her was her idol, the woman didn't try to hide anything.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

The other person didn't seem to be lying, but she still couldn't quite accept that the other person really didn't remember anything.

A few seconds later, the woman returned the pen and paper to Jiuge.

The paper had the words "Yi Yuan" written on it, along with a phone number, address, and several messaging app IDs.

"Alright, I'll get back to work now." Yi Yuan smiled at Jiu Ge and resumed her diligent work.

Jiuge nodded, put the paper and pen into her bag, and walked out with a nervous expression.

……

In the afternoon, at Zhang Zhidao's house.

The knight, sitting on the sofa, was staring blankly at the laptop in his hand.

Over time, he has studied and tried to recall the meaning of these strange characters.

Each time his memories begin to return and he is able to recognize some of the words, he experiences a sharp headache.

One by one, strange and unusual memories slowly flooded into his mind.

It's not just about the knight's own personality.

As time went by, the knight gradually saw many things.

He saw himself treating Xiao Xiao Jiuge, who came to find him, with a cold expression.

I saw myself fiddling with stones in front of Old Huang.

I saw myself going to the same hospital.

I noticed the eager gazes some colleagues were giving me when I went on the mission.

I witnessed a chilling scene that occurred at Gouzi Bay.

I saw the little boy from my memories who always clung to me.

I saw the first time I met Xiao Jiuge, Jiuge had a stern face and looked lonely.

They saw Jiuwu, who was soaking wet but looked cheerful.

He saw the girl he seemed to admire.

I saw myself without my armor, headless...

Who am I?

Where do I come from?

What should I do?

Why can't I take off my armor?

The knight's heart rate became very fast.

He took off his helmet.

I touched it with my hand.

Nothing at all.

It has no head, and no nose, eyes, or mouth.

I touched it downwards, but all I touched was a smooth, flat neck.

The helmet was taken off, and nothing happened.

Who was the person who instructed the knight not to show himself?

Is the reason for not being able to take off the helmet simply because you're afraid of scaring others?

He didn't understand.

The knight didn't understand what kind of water he drank or what kind of food he ate.

It's absurd that he could feel his neck swallowing and his mouth closing.

You can also feel your own eyes and nose.

The knight was bewildered.

The jumbled memories did not disturb his true self.

He knew very well which knight he was, and could only be that knight.