The reason why it is said is almost, only because Xiao Fan has not yet found the technical means to get out of this time and space, and time is integrated with space, Xiao Fan cannot change the basic state of space, but he can change the flow rate of time, which can be felt concretely, purely driven by ideas.

If this world is identified by touch, it belongs to the existence of solidity, but between the refraction and blending of light, Xiao Fan moved forward, backward, up, down, left and right, but without hindrance, shuttling everywhere, cruising far and near, without a foothold, and even more unobstructed.

In other words, he could see everything in the room, but he couldn't walk into the bedroom where He Fangjing was at every age and time period.

It is clearly close to zero distance contact, but the difference is thousands of miles, no matter how hard Xiao Fan tries, he can't enter He Fangjing's life, every time he folds a virtual cover with colorful beam sources, his world is fully isolated from He Fangjing's world, as if separated from He Fangjing by a layer of transparent and clean glass, but this layer of glass is determined to be single, looking inside from the outside, of course, the outside can't see the outside.

As far as He Fangjing's ecology in the bedroom, Xiao Fan can watch it selectively, just like watching a movie, but for Xiao Fan, this is a detailed look at He Fangjing's life as a girl, and his private life in the boudoir! And he can look back repeatedly, and what his mind refers to, can break the historical events caused by the advance of time, that is the basic causal relationship of the arrow of time, but it seems to him that it does not exist, in the same video, looking from the back to the front, it is only a matter of thought, and the mind can be realized with a turn of the mind.

Of course, he rarely uses such a method, which will make the scene very weird - mainly unbeautiful, and He Fangjing in his mind, He Fangjing in his eyes, is flawless and flawless.

Xiao Fan will have indescribable feelings swirling in his heart from time to time, sometimes he can't wait to be in it, talk to He Fangjing, touch his hands, hug him, or just look at each other warmly, and more often, he feels that it is more appropriate to quietly pay attention to it.

In winter, He Fangjing sometimes brings the cylindrical wooden basin into the bedroom to wash her feet, or rub her hands and breathe, or read the palm-type electronic terminal, or stand opposite the full-length mirror embedded in the cabinet to change clothes, or solve the private problems of young girls, those extremely private situations, or sleep quietly. Her snort in her deep sleep was very slight, but Xiao Fan seemed to be able to feel her breathing, fragrant and bright, elegant and long. Sometimes He Fangjing was eating a small snack, and nuts were stuffed into that beautiful little mouth, crunching under the bite of strong teeth.

All this, Yu Xiao Fan is all vivid, the sound is in his ears, everything about He Fangjing is so beautiful, even her occasional wind cold, sneezing, blowing her nose embarrassed, coughing, lazy dressing, because of the dry air caused the lower lip to break the skin, or looking around the house to chase the birds and insects that have broken in, in Xiao Fan's opinion, he will be a little worried, even though he knows that this is history, it is a situation that happened many years ago, but He Fangjing's every move when he was a girl, still tugging at Xiao Fan's heartstrings all the time.

More often, He Fangjing would lie on his back on the bed with his clothes closed, not moving for a long time, his beautiful eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling dome in the bedroom, which was less than four meters high, stupidly, thinking about something. Xiao Fan knew very well that He Fangjing at this time must be reviewing the murder over and over again, far or near.

By the time He Fangjing was about halfway through the fifteenth year, her more frequent movements had changed a lot, and there was a clear direction.

As long as she is in the bedroom space, which is inevitable, Xiao Fan can't see anything outside of the bedroom scene. Most of the time at this stage, He Fangjing was paying attention to her appearance in the mirror, probably she was staring at her eyes in a daze, occasionally waving her arms, pinching her palms and stretching out for the slope of her fists, but the beautiful jade-like palms until the white and tender lotus root arms didn't look like they were lethal.

That beautiful face is already very close to the current He Fangjing, or the Jin Shenglan that Xiao Fan saw before falling into the dark matter ocean.

Her demeanor is sometimes graceful and comfortable, sometimes smiling, sometimes expressionless, sometimes sharp and cold, Xiao Fan is unwilling to admit it, nor does he not admit it, this is a kind of murderous awe-inspiring hideous!

The alien space does not know the sun and the moon, it is difficult to understand the rate of time passing, and I don't know why there is never a need for hunger - there is no food in the space, but Xiao Fan is not hungry. After watching all the scenes more than a hundred times, he swept out from afar, and looked at them from the beginning from the pictures that he had sifted through and treasured, which were nearly 10,000 dynamic scenes, and then he found that such a charming dynamic scene could not be treasured.

The space is collapsing, all the mirrors are collapsing one after the other, and the refractive effect of light is creating a bizarre image. Xiao Fan, who was at a loss in panic, saw a new picture that he had never seen before, and heard He Fangjing muttering to himself for the only time.

At this time, in the crashing sound of a violent tsunami-like roar, He Fangjing did not observe her face in the mirror, but leaned on the side of the bed, covering the lower half of her face with a pillow towel, and the bedroom where she was constantly being melted by invisible erosion, leaving only the most of the bed that He Fangjing was leaning on.

"Big brother, do you remember me? I miss you so much. ”

So tears burst out of his eyes, Xiao Fan even cried loudly, crying and crying, in the spectacular collapse of time and space like the end of the world, the light and shadow became dense and diffuse, like mist and thick clouds, and suddenly dissolved into a majestic pillar of light, as if following a black hole in the abyss of the universe, moths threw themselves into it, and were stretched and twisted in the middle to form various monster-like shapes.

Only Xiao Fan'an was like a rock, unscathed, standing in the void of the howling wind, wiping his tears vigorously, but his short-sleeved T-shirt was not easy to wipe, and tears slid down.

In the gale that was no less than the twenty-second tornado, the tears could not be blown dry, and condensed into large beads, falling in the void under their feet, neither melting nor disappearing, followed by the tears drifting away at high speed, with Xiao Fan as the center of the circle, flying in a parabolic circle, like a terrestrial planet orbiting the stars, its speed is as high as six times the speed of sound in a blink of an eye, and it will circle hundreds of times in a second.

Maybe his crying lasted for years, or maybe it was just a blink of an eye, Xiao Fan heard Ji Qingqing's beautiful voice again.

"Don't resist, leave it to me."

Xiao Fan felt as if he had a "hmm", but in fact, he didn't make any sound, and at the last moment when the fading light and shadow in the distance and the dark scene of the void in the near future switched, he seemed to see He Fangjing ready to go, and vaguely felt that she was about to leave H City and embark on the next part of her life in C City, and then came to Xiao Fan's technical school to enroll.

The scene switches under the step, and the next moment, the second plane - Yanyun Continent!

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