"After putting on the VR glasses, you will see the things you are most afraid of... If you can still hold each other firmly under the challenge of those things, you will get the black rose we studied." The host gave An Song After putting on glasses with Ye Xingtong, he explained softly.
An Song nodded and looked at Ye Xingtong, "I have no problem, can you?"
Ye Xingtong also nodded, "No problem."
So, under the arrangement of the host, the two began to put on VR glasses.
They were joined by five other couples.
They were all young college students, just for fun, and when they put on their glasses, they all said to each other:
"No matter what the outcome is, let's not be disappointed in each other's love."
"Yes, people have emotions and desires, and they may feel scared or something. This is normal, so don't be afraid!"
"It doesn't matter if you let me go first. I won't be sad. I will know that there is something particularly terrible in your heart, and I will face it with you!"
"Dear, don't worry, even if we let go, our hearts are still together!"
Everyone seemed to be able to continue playing together, which moved An Song a little.
Sure enough, the emotions in youth are pure and very lovable.
After An Song and Ye Xingtong hugged, the two began to watch some pictures through VR.
At first these pictures were normal, but slowly, both people saw different things.
Only then did An Song realize that this VR was the kind of VR technology that Qiao Ruilin had mentioned before, which could open each other's memories.
She understood that this street hugging challenge was a VR experiment launched by some scientists.
But it has no function of damaging brain cells, so she is not afraid.
But she realized that what she saw was actually Ye Xingtong's memory.
[Ye Xingtong in the picture is going crazy over the death of Hong Songan. His small body burst out with considerable power and directly knocked the Silver Eagle opposite him into the sea.
However, Ye Xingtong didn't stop yet. He didn't speak and looked in one direction motionlessly, as if he was about to go crazy at any moment.
No matter who came to talk to him, no matter who was there to tell him to go back, he couldn't go back.
He looked in one direction in pain and called out the name in a hoarse voice: "Hong Songan - Hong Songan -"
After that, many people came to Ye Xingtong, but Ye Xingtong was indifferent. He insisted on finding Hong Songan. He told Ye Ranran that it was because he failed to protect Hong Songan.
It was because he was so useless at that time that he lost Hong Songan.
He hated himself like this very much, so he wanted to find Hong Songan and take Hong Songan home. 】
Seeing these scenes, An Song's heart rose to her throat. She understood that this was not an ordinary scene. This was the scene of Hong Song'an's accident. Ye Xingtong must have thought about it many times.
That's why it's so deeply ingrained in his mind.
An Song is not jealous of Hong Song An.
Even when she saw such a scene, she felt a deep sense of participation, as if...
She became just like Hong Songan in her memory.
This feeling is so wonderful that An Song himself doesn't know how to describe it.
She hugged Ye Xingtong tightly and continued to be immersed in the man's memory.
It turns out that this is how Hong Songan died at that time?
Thinking of this, An Song's heart ached a little.
She finally understood why Ye Xingtong could not let go of Hong Songan.
Because that child died for them.
An Songhui feels a little sorry for Hong Songan like this, and also feels sorry for Ye Xingtong.
She suddenly felt that today's hug challenge was not to alienate her from Ye Xingtong, but to make her understand Ye Xingtong better.
In the past, she actually felt that she was far, far away from Ye Xingtong.
But it's different now...
Now she felt that the more she got to know this man, the more she understood how special he was to her.
Ye Xingtong actually saw the memory in An Song's mind at this moment.
It's just that what he saw was not as specific as what An Song saw. What he saw were some fragmented pictures.
An Song was floating on the sea, but his face was blurred.
Later, An Song met Qiao Ruilin and others, who were placed in the laboratory.
["Little girl, you are quite cute... Well, your name is An Song. I think this name suits you very well!"
Qiao Ruilin was wearing a white coat. He gently lifted An Song's chin with his fingers and smiled softly, "But you are just like them. You belong here in the future, so you can't even think about betraying the people here. Do you understand what I mean?"
"But who am I? Where is my family?"]
