Chapter 1706 - 1707: Style

Lin Xian looked in the direction she pointed, and saw, in the center of the village, an old woman with gray hair squatting by the well, seemingly fetching water.

A person!

This was the first person they encountered after entering the subconscious space!

The two exchanged glances, seeing deep confusion and astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Snap!"

With a light snap of their fingers, the two instantly moved to the old woman's side.

The old woman's attire looked extremely outdated, with a strong seventies or eighties style.

Strangely, she had neither a jute rope nor a bucket in her hand.

Yet she mechanically repeated the water-fetching action. Lin Xian frowned slightly and said softly:

"Auntie?"

The old woman did not react at all, still extending her hand as if pulling up a bucket. "Auntie, can you hear me?" Lin Xian raised his voice and called again.

There was still silence.

Ling Yiyi analyzed, "She seems to have completely lost her consciousness and memory due to the erosion of the shreds, becoming a pure spirit body."

"Is she Qin Shi's mother?" Lin Xian asked.

He thought this was highly likely.

Ling Yiyi shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know, because I've never seen Qin Shi's mother."

Lin Xian was a bit surprised, "You've been best friends with Qin Shi for so many years, and you've never met her family?"

"Indeed, I haven't.

Ling Yiyi shrugged and explained, "Since starting university, she enrolled on her own and rarely talked to me about her family. All these years, I've never seen her family come to find her!" These words made Lin Xian ponder deeply.

Vaguely, he felt like he knew something, but his mind was too chaotic, and the erosion of the shreds prevented him from concentrating.

Seeing his expression, Ling Yiyi continued, "I know what you're thinking. I also once wondered whether Qin Shi's second personality was related to her family. But at the time, everything was going well for her, so I didn't delve into it."

In fact, when Qin Shi first narrated how "Mr. Qin" appeared, Lin Xian was very puzzled.

Now, upon personally entering the subconscious space, he finally understood where the problem lay. Think about it, the two of them made so many preparations, only to stumble and barely enter the subconscious space.

Yet, Qin Shi's second personality, originally an unconscious spirit body, managed to escape the subconscious space and pass through the extremely complex preconscious space. This struck him as incredible.

Having personally experienced the difficulty, Lin Xian believed it was simply impossible.

But it wasn't entirely impossible, perhaps…

"The so-called unconscious spirit body was actually a part of Qin Shi's manifest consciousness!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yiyi raised her eyebrow and chuckled, "Not bad, that's exactly what I thought. It must be that, for some reason, Qin Shi's manifest consciousness was split in two, and one part entered the subconscious space. Many years later, that part of the manifest consciousness returned."

"Although I don't yet understand why her manifest consciousness split into two, entered the subconscious space, or why it returned, I feel my guess should be correct."

Truly a super academic, despite the erosion of shreds, she was able to deduce the reason in such a short time.

Lin Xian nodded in agreement, "I think so too!"

Because if Qin Shi's second personality didn't belong to her, then why would she come to Qin Shi's old home after returning to the subconscious space?

Be aware that Qin Shi said she entered the subconscious space to find something very important to her.

This transcends mere memory and is imprinted as an instinct in consciousness.

Like the old woman in front of them, she no longer has consciousness or memory, just a pure spirit body.

Yet, she still repeats the action of fetching water, indicating that this action has become her instinct. Wait!

Fetching water…

Fetching water is just a daily life experience, like washing clothes and cooking. Although repeated daily, it should not be so profound.

Why would fetching water become her instinct?

If she is Qin Shi's mother…

Lin Xian's eyes lit up, feeling he had grasped a flash of inspiration.

Ling Yiyi also reacted, reminding, "There's something wrong with this well!"

"I think so too!"

The two smiled at each other, then stepped forward to look into the well together.

But at a glance, they were stunned. "Mom! Wailing… Mom!"

In the dark, cold well water, a little girl with delicate features, flailed her arms and legs, trying hard to keep her head above water, crying up towards the well.

"Gurgle~"

The little girl was very young, at most five or six years old, appearing unable to swim, relying solely on instinct to not sink.

With each cry, the icy well water flowed into her mouth and nose. Following the little girl's gaze, someone seemed to be vaguely standing near the wellhead.

"Mom!"

The little girl continued to shout, her voice heart-wrenching…

…

After a long while, Lin Xian slowly withdrew his gaze.

Turning to Ling Yiyi, he smiled bitterly, "What did you see?"

Ling Yiyi did not answer, but looked at the old woman beside her, who was continuously repeating the water-fetching action, with a complex expression: "Life is too bitter, not worth it!"

Yes!

Life is too bitter, not worth it! He understood, understood it all.

Lin Xian finally understood why the old woman turned water-fetching into an instinct.

And finally understood why Qin Shi's manifest consciousness was split, and even more, what she lost in the subconscious space!

With a sigh, Ling Yiyi stood up, shook her head with a laugh, "Let's go back!"

"Not looking for it?" Lin Xian asked with a smile.

Ling Yiyi laughed, "Not looking for it!"

"Alright! Let's go back!"

"Wait!"

Ling Yiyi's smile halted, puzzling, "By the way, what was my safety word?" Lin

Xian: ???

The safety word you set yourself, you're asking me?

Seeing her expression seemed genuine, Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"It's no big deal. Let me think!"

Ling Yiyi waved her hand, pondering.

After a long time…

Lin Xian sighed, helplessly saying, "Sister Ling, haven't you thought of the safety word yet?"

Beside him, Ling Yiyi sat cross-legged by the well, muttering, "Don't rush me, almost there!"

This T.M.…

I knew she was unreliable.

Lin Xian boredly played with a high mountain in front.

A hundred-meter-high mountain, like blocks of building blocks, defied physical logic under his intent, constantly changing shape.

Sometimes turning into an S, sometimes into a B…

Not that he's bored, but in the subconscious space, he can't feel the passage of time.

Here, time has no meaning.

He couldn't calculate how much time had passed, so he could only use this method to test if the psychological suggestion on himself was still there.

Once the psychological suggestion disappears, the shreds will directly erode their consciousness.

Then it would be troublesome.

He now prayed for Ling Yiyi to quickly remember the safety word.