"I... I don't know, big brother, what are you talking about?" The little boy pressed his head with both hands, looking distressed.
Wen Xishu spoke:
"You're just like a gravekeeper, these human holes, they're like tombstones. What is Morioka to you?"
Morioka?
A very familiar name, the little boy instinctively felt it should be a warm name.
This name gave him a sense of friendliness, gentleness, and trustworthiness.
But he couldn't remember.
Wen Xishu said:
"The human hole I just experienced, it made me play the role of Morioka. I should have died in the human hole, either killed by negative emotions or dying when Morioka said 'I am happy' at three different points."
"But because I made some preparations, I forcibly ended the journey through the human hole."
The little boy didn't understand but still said happily:
