In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
"Go to sleep early," Qing Chen said to Nan Gengchen, "We still have a lot of work to do with these two returns."
Nan Gengchen was curious, "Brother Chen, what are you going to do?"
"Test an idea in my mind," Qing Chen thought for a moment, "If I succeed, it means we will be more confident in facing this world."
After saying this, Qing Chen didn't return to his room but instead, opened the door and went next door.
The room once occupied by Yanyan.
Nan Gengchen was left alone in the room, somewhat surprised. He thought to himself, wasn't the girl Yanyan already gone? Why did Brother Chen go to that room, to reminisce about people by looking at objects?
But he didn't know that the room still held Yanyan's gravity chamber and a mailing address.
In the cramped, dim room, Qing Chen took off his coat and shoes, stepped into the gravity chamber, and picked up a letter beside the pillow.
Because he was so close to the pillow, Qing Chen could still smell a faint fragrance on it.