In the early morning, the hazy clouds were penetrated by the sun, and the weather was a little cold after the rain.

Dr. Chen woke up amid the sound of birds singing.

This was the first time he had really slept in the ark. It was like in reality. He had just gotten up and his consciousness was still in the lazy sleepiness.

For a moment, he even thought that he was not in the game.

He confused the game with reality.

Helplessly, he shook his head, smiled like a self-deprecatingly, got out of bed, and pushed open the door that he had pushed open for countless times.

Same living room, same window, same mother.

"Oh, you're awake, look... Mom has forgotten to cook."

Same tone, same expression.

Dr. Chen seemed to suddenly realize that this day of repetition was nothing to him, but for his mother, this weak old man who had just lost her husband, seemed to be more cruel than death.

Her life paused here, there was no past, no future, only this endless cycle. Perhaps... she did not pass.

Oh, by the way, he's just an npc.

Dr. Chen just forgot about this matter.

This was a ridiculous trance, but this time, Dr. Chen looked at the woman by the window and did not laugh.

Dr. Chen was a little confused, but he still pushed open the door, and the pedestrians on the road were holding roses in their hands. Today is still Valentine's Day.

It's Valentine's Day again.

Or Valentine's Day.

I don’t know how many times this day has been repeated, so many times...Doctor Chen almost forgot that he was still in the Ark game.

It was the restaurant again, the plates broke again, and the white hands entered Dr. Chen's sight again.

"You look lonely."

This is the first sentence the girl said to Dr. Chen, and it is also the 10th and 100th time. He no longer remembers it.

“Like a lonely traveler.”

For a moment, Dr. Chen seemed to feel that this sentence did not mean that he was lonely in this world as a player. It was more like talking about himself, that is, he was a member of this world, and he was also lonely. On the repeated Valentine's Day, it was boring and repeatedly weaving into a long river like a stagnant water, and he was alone forever... forever, like a traveler... or more like a wanderer.

"This dog-good, dog-good!" Suddenly, Dr. Chen felt anger inexplicably. After a moment of spread, he could no longer suppress it. He suddenly threw the plate in his hand to the ground.

"Why do you do this to me? My home is already like this, my life is so down and out. Do you still have to play with me in this way?" Dr. Chen yelled, attracting the eyes of countless customers in the restaurant. They covered their mouths and looked at the waiter with a madman expression.

But Dr. Chen didn't care about these gazes. He just felt helpless, sad, and lonely. This was such a boring world.

In fact, this is a script. He could have automatically quit when he found it boring.

However, just like a person in a dream, it is difficult to notice that he is still in a dream. At this moment, he forgot that he is a player, and he just walked out of the restaurant and staggered into the strange streets.

After that, he began to wander around, trying to find clues that could end the day, but he didn't find it. Gradually, the search turned into wandering around with nothing, anger turned into self-consolation.

This is also good. At least Dr. Chen feels that he doesn’t have to worry about his livelihood or worry about tomorrow’s difficulties. Since that’s the case, then just be a ghost of time like this.

He no longer went to the restaurant to pick up plates, and just walked in the huge city. Since he didn't go to the restaurant, there was no prompt for holding plates every day, so Dr. Chen gradually forgot something.

Have you forgotten how many scenery you have seen? Or have you forgotten how many strangers you have passed by?

It's casual.

Day after day, Dr. Chen felt lost in a maze made of steel and concrete, wandering around, like a third party who had nothing to do with the world, watching the world rebirth and destruction in one day.

But... what makes Dr. Chen himself feel strange is that no matter how late he will remember to go home.

He was a little afraid that the mother sitting in front of the window would worry when she found out that she had not returned home. Even if she would still forget all this the next day, Dr. Chen was still worried.

Dr. Chen couldn't bear to leave her for a moment with his mother's current physical and mental state, as if he had regarded himself as the last pillar before the woman's willpower collapsed. In contrast, she felt her familiar care and love every night, and Dr. Chen was one of the few warmths in this world.

There were many moments, and Dr. Chen even felt that if he had been with the old woman forever, it wouldn't be so bad.

The light shadow covered her long hair, and Dr. Chen looked at her and thought like this.

......

......

"You look lonely."

Dr. Chen can’t count how many times this has been. Anyway, when he faced that girl, he was no longer embarrassed or shy.

He knew that to this girl, he was just a stranger. But to Dr. Chen himself, this girl had long become an extremely familiar old friend.

"Yes, I'm very lonely, the kind of loneliness you can't imagine at all." Dr. Chen said. The sun shone on the girl's face. He didn't know how many times he had seen it, but it still seemed very good.

"You will know when you look at your eyes." She said sadly: "Are you in trouble?"

"Well, it's a big trouble."

"Can you tell me?"

"You won't believe it."

"You make me feel like a person who can make people feel completely relieved and believe." She looked at Dr. Chen seriously: "So I will work hard to believe... very hard."

There was no sign of warning at all, and Dr. Chen didn't even notice anything. A tear fell from his eyes. He wiped his eyes and looked at his palm in surprise.

Only then did he realize that he was so eager to talk about this loneliness with others.

A sentence from the girl bathed in the sun... When Dr. Chen touched her puzzled and concerned eyes, he felt as if some emotion had broken the dam and rushed out in a turbulent manner.

After that, Dr. Chen told the other party everything, and her eyes kept staring at the other party, listening quietly.

"Nothing will never pass." She smiled calmly, lost her previous hippie smile, and immersed herself in an inexplicable sad mood with Dr. Chen: "Maybe you are not ready for tomorrow, so God will give you more time."

Dr. Chen looked at her eyes that were looking at her seriously. He suddenly realized that he was crying and quickly wiped his face, and began to feel embarrassed.

"It sounds like I'm a lunatic, right?" Dr. Chen said.

"I believe in you." The girl read out Dr. Chen's thoughts.

She held her cheek and suddenly turned into a lively smile: "Let's go see the stars together tonight."

Dr. Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking of his mother at home, hesitated for a while and nodded.

This is this time... Just this time, after tomorrow, my mother will forget all this, so today, let's go home later.

For some reason, he wanted to spend a longer time with this girl, even if it was just a little bit.

"Can you see stars in rainy days?"

"I can see it. I am very powerful. When I want to see the stars, the dark clouds will give way to me." She said mysteriously.

I, Dr. Chen, pinched his nose and smiled from the bottom of my heart.

......

......

The night sky is like a black mirror, decorated with stars, but it is extremely gorgeous.

At the top of the abandoned tower, the evening breeze blows across the narrow platform where we are lying on our backs. Looking at the night sky from this angle, although it is not obvious, you can still find the thin clouds behind them, densely covered with colorful stars.

"You just said that God has kept me stuck on this day countless times to give me some time to prepare?"

"Yes." She raised her eyebrows and her black hair swayed lightly in the wind: "Everyone will have such a moment, and feel that she can't walk anymore, afraid that tomorrow will come, so she should stop and then walk."

"Fearing tomorrow?" Dr. Chen heard this for the first time.

"You are afraid of your father's departure, worried about not being able to take care of your mother, and worry about this home. And you said-" She smiled at me in a slight way: "You have been wandering around and still feel lonely, so you can only find me, which means you need a support...at least that's how I guess?"

Dr. Chen looked at the girl in front of him blankly, recalled what he did, and then... nodded silently.

He felt that what the girl said seemed to make sense.

She patted Dr. Chen on the shoulder again and threw a soft smile: "What I said will pass."

"Yes." Dr. Chen responded and began to remain silent again.

The two of them were speechless and began to look up at their heads.

The dusk was a little heavy, and Old Chen could only see the edges and corners of her face and her clear eyes, watching the starry sky very seriously.

He just felt that looking at this girl, he felt relieved and... happy.

Dr. Chen took out the harmonica from his backpack.

In fact, in reality, the technique of playing harmonica was Dr. Chen’s only childhood entertainment. Since his mother passed away, he has become unfamiliar with communicating with others. He can only blow a few times on the top floor of the medical school dormitory in the middle of the night, as a kind of dispatch.

The girl beside her was a little surprised.

Dr. Chen made a move to silence, pointed to the night sky, and began to play.

Time was slowed down in the flow of the song. She hummed something softly to the tune. Dr. Chen didn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter. On the tower, the two of them just spent their time tacitly.

"It sounds nice, did you learn it yourself?"

"My dad taught me." Old Chen's gaze at the starry sky was a little confused...

"Before, I always felt that playing harmonica was a bit awkward and seemed too literary, but now I really want to show all my talents in front of you." Old Chen took a deep breath: "I may like you...or, the only one in the world that makes me realize that I exist."
To be continued...