I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Sudden change in painting style.

　　 The world collapsed.

　　 Yi Rin's mental attributes are now close to the first level of mental lock, and the speed of his brain is not unpleasant.

　　 But when Zhao Yulong said that sentence like a joke, Yi Lin seemed to feel a loud bang in his head, and it seemed that a certain string snapped into several pieces.

　　 "You, what did you just say?"

　　 Yi Rin tried to keep the surface calm.

　　 But if Zhao Yulong could be more careful, he would be able to find that Yi Lin's knuckles were clenched white at this time, and there was a trace of tremor hidden in his tone.

Zhao Yulong didn’t notice the change in Yi Lin’s tone. He poked up his hair and patted Yi Lin on the shoulder: "You won’t be naive enough to think that before you join the special group, I will not thoroughly investigate your background. Do you want to do it again? HiaHiaHia—"

　　 was silent for a moment.

　　 Yi Rin closed her eyes.

　　My parents...who are they?

　　 in an instant.

　　 Originally in his mind, Yi Lin couldn't say the two names that were once so familiar.

　　Name, height, appearance, age... everything about "parents" seems to be erased by some kind of power.

　　 Irin couldn't understand the current situation.

　　 He only felt cold in his limbs and cold behind his back, as if the surrounding temperature had suddenly changed from early autumn to cold winter, which made Yi Lin feel that it was difficult to follow, and there was an illusion that his mind was frozen.

who am I?

　　Who are my parents?

　　 What world is this?

　　 Am I crossing again?

　　 Why are my parents gone?

　　 Or do I have no parents from the beginning?

　　 But what about memory and habitual cognition?

　　 Or does it mean that certain “facts” have changed since the moment of rebirth?

　　 in just one minute.

　　 Yi Rin's frozen thoughts started to revolve, and many messy thoughts came up, each of which was difficult to answer.

　　 Zhao Yulong looked dazed.

　　 How come we have a good chat, this kid's mood changes when he says it changes?

　　 Didn't he say anything?

Isn't 　　 just doing nothing?

In the 　　special group, there are so many people who work for nothing, and the vastness is like a sea!

　　 Zhao Yulong remembered the experience in Huating City again. Could it be that this kid was under too much pressure during this period, endocrine disorders, and emotional problems?

　　 "Well...Would you like to find a "doctor" to show you? He is in the team..."

　　 Before Zhao Yulong's words were finished, Yi Lin suddenly turned and left, never looking at Zhao Yulong again.

　　 In the same place, only Zhao Yulong was left alone, wearing a neat suit, the wind was messy, and it felt inexplicable.

　　 in the corridor.

　　 Yi Rin took two steps, as if coagulated blood, then slowly circulated again, but there was still an illusion of numbness in his hands and feet.

How to do?

　　 Innumerable question marks hovered in his mind.

　　 Facing this situation, he has no plans.

　　 He never even thought that this worldview collapsed so suddenly and everything came so thoroughly.

　　 "Molly!"

　　 He suddenly thought of Molly.

　　 I remembered that it was also Molly who told Yi Lin the theory of time travel, and I found Molly, maybe she could get the answer.

five minutes later.

　　 When Yi Lin found Molly in the studio, who was immersed in work, the agitated mood had calmed down a lot.

　　 He is no ordinary person after all.

　　 In this weird situation, it is more necessary to calm down.

　　 "Don't you see that I am busy?"

　　 Although Molly had complaints on her face, she stopped her work for some reason.

　　 Irin was silent for a moment. Halfway through, he had decided not to tell Molly that his memory was wrong for the time being. He would strike from the side and learn about Molly's "memory".

　　 "Um... I just ask, have you checked my information before?"

　　 Molly's expression is slightly embarrassed: "How is it possible! Do you think I, Molly will do this..."

　　 Yin interrupted Molly: "I'm serious, I'm not kidding."

　　 Molly was taken aback, but quickly lowered her head, her voice was faint: "Check... indeed checked."

"show me."

　　 "Are you stupid? I'm okay and still leave evidence? Ah, I mean, I have nothing to do with such meaningless content. Do you think I'm also stupid?"

　　 Yi Lin thought about it again, and it seemed that he was right. With Mo Mengmeng's character, he would at most check it secretly without leaving any evidence.

　　 "Do you remember... my life experience, such as my parents."

　　 Molly's expression was slightly startled, she always felt that Yi Lin was a little weird today, but she couldn't say how weird it was.

　　 But seeing Yi Lin's face serious, she didn't complain, and said straightforwardly: "In fact, there is nothing to check in your life experience. You are completely clean."

　　 "Please tell me."

　　 "Yin, male, born on March 28, 2103, parents are unknown. The file is recorded like this, but it should be earlier, after all, this is the date when the orphanage registered your ID for you..."

　　 "Welfare Institute?" Yi Lin's pupils shrank.

　　 "That's right, isn't it the orphanage where you and Sister Yiyi came out together, don't you know where you came from?"

　　 "When did you check it?"

　　 "It was the first time I played on my mobile phone at your house that day. It was not difficult. I found it in a few minutes."

　　 Yi Lin was silent for a moment.

　　 "How much is one plus one?"

"…,roll."

　　 Molly should be Molly.

　　 Yi Lin opened the apostle panel again and reconfirmed.

　　 even repeatedly checked the props in the storage space.

　　 Yes, he really returned from the inner world.

　　 There is no possibility of falling into an inexplicable trial again.

　　In other words...this is reality!

　　 Suddenly distorted reality!

　　 From the beginning, the reality is no longer the reality he perceives, but his memory is wrong?

　　 "No!" Yi Lin narrowed his eyes and quickly denied the idea: "There must be some mistake, my money, by the way, my money..."

　　 Just when Molly felt Yi Lin seemed to be inexplicably gusting in the wind, Yi Lin asked again.

　　 "I ask you, where did the funds in my account come from?"

Molly gave Yi Lin a weird look: "Aren't you having amnesia? When you were in the orphanage, you accepted a donation from a foundation, and every period of time you would receive a sum of money to your account. Tut, I don’t know what luck you have, and this kind of good thing can happen."

　　 Foundation?

　　 "Foundation? What foundation?"

　　 "Uh... I didn't make it clear on this information."

　　 "Can you find it?"

"Wait, let me see..." Molly tapped a few times in front of the computer, and then shook her head: "It's difficult. You also know the peculiarities of the international network. This foundation is headquartered abroad. If you want to check... a bit Trouble, you can't secretly investigate."

　　 Yi Lin also knew exactly what Molly meant by "secretly".

　　 "I'll go out for a while." Yi Lin was expressionless.

　　Molly: "???"

　　 Soon after, Yi Lin returned to Qingcheng alone.

　　 After he was reborn, he spent most of his time in Qingcheng. He only hoped to be able to return to this small city and find some clues.

　　 on the road.

　　 Yi Lin desperately searched for traces of "parents" once existed in his mind.

But unfortunately, since returning to this timeline, in the past three years in Yi Lin’s memory, his parents have never appeared in front of anyone. Yi Lin can’t even recall his parents’ names or even their appearance, as if " The existence of "parents" has never appeared in his world since the beginning.

"why?"

　　 "Is there something wrong with the world? Or is there something wrong with my memory?"

　　 "Is it because of the butterfly effect?"

　　 "No, Molly said, the timeline of my rebirth cannot affect another timeline, nor can it change the ‘fact’ that has already happened."

　　 "All the ‘facts’ that occurred will eventually become history, and history cannot be changed. According to the theory that Mengmeng said, it should be like this, but why do I always think that my parents are always alive?"

　　 "Think carefully, in the three years of rebirth, I have never contacted them actively, or even contacted them."

　　 "But I obviously have a little fragment of memory."

　　 "Is it wrong? Or... this world?"

　　 "Or is it that the time and space shuttle theory that Mengmeng said is simply a mistake?"

　　 "Everything... is wrong?"

　　 Yi Lin raised her head and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar sky, as if she had lost all strength.

　　 "So...what is time and space?"

　　 Since his rebirth, Yi Lin has never given birth to such a desperate and dazed state of mind.

　　 Even in the face of life and death in the inner world trial, Yi Lin has never been so desperate.

who am I?

　　Who are my parents?

Where am I?

　　 Where am I going?

　　 Where do I come from?

　　 When N asked, the philosophy that was originally used to moan without illness on the Internet, and it really appeared in Yi Lin's mind, Yi Lin didn't mean anything ridiculous. He really wanted to know the answer.

　　 In this way, Yi Lin came to Qingcheng High School in a vague way.

　　 On the playground, students practice neatly, punching, and exercising.

　　In various cultural classes, reading, discussion, and experimentation are all a thriving and beautiful scene.

　　 "Huh? Yi Lin, why did you go back to your alma mater? At this time, isn't it still closed?"

　　 At this time, behind Yi Lin, a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded.

　　 is his former class teacher.

　　 Yi Rin turned his head blankly: "Who are my parents?"

　　 The head teacher laughed blankly: "Yin, classmate Yi Lin, what are you kidding?"

　　 Yi Lin remained silent, leaving the place.

　　He came to the classrooms' offices.

　　 Wang Fenbi, a history teacher who was single for thousands of years, just had no class. When he saw Yi Lin, his expression was happy: "Classmate Yi Lin."

　　 "Who are my parents?"

　　 Wang Fenbi looked dazed: "How do I know?"

　　 Teacher in the corridor.

　　 "Who are my parents?"

　　 "Where are your parents?"

　　 Repeated students.

　　 "Who are my parents?"

　　 "Classmate Yi Lin, why are you making such a joke? Is there too much pressure in college? I remember your ambition is to major in tower science, right?"

　　 Everyone.

　　 "Who are my parents?"

　　"..."

"who am I?"

　　 Familiar scenes, I don't know why, those amiable smiling faces caused Yi Lin to have a strange fear.

After one hour.

　　 Qingcheng Police Station.

　　 Among the busy police officers, Yi Lin found Xu Zhiyong.

　　I haven't seen him for a while, Xu Zhiyong seems to be a bit old, with deep dark circles hanging on his face, like an expression completely hollowed out, very haggard.

　　 Xu Zhiyong was a little surprised when he saw Yi Lin's special trip to find him. He suddenly remembered Yi Lin's mystery, and quickly lowered his voice: "Take a step to speak."

　　 Yi Lin pursed his lips. At this moment, he was in no mood to put on the disguise of a "good student", and in front of Xu Zhiyong, it seemed unnecessary.

　　 "No, I just want to ask one thing, have the files of the'Xiaoyang' case been handed over?"

　　 "Xiao Yang?"

　　 When Xu Zhiyong heard this, it almost became the name of the old almanac. He immediately became a trembling spirit, and he became a little bit more energetic.

　　 He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then he whispered, "I said, brother, what are you doing with this old account at this time?"

　　 "You should have investigated my background at the time."

　　 "That must be! This is professionalism."

　　 Yi Lin stared at Xu Zhiyong's eyes, and asked word by word: "In your memory, who are my parents?"

　　 The voice just fell.

　　 Xu Zhiyong's expression was only a momentary trance, but he quickly smiled and said, "What are you doing with this kind of joke at this time?"