Mystery: Lucky

Alice returned home anxiously.

On the road there are familiar streets, familiar shops, and familiar vendors.

Opening the familiar door, the furnishings in the room were also familiar to her.

But Alice's spirituality told her that there must be something more around her.

……what is it then?

Alice knew it.

Shi Tiantian didn't plan to kill her for the time being, but he didn't seem to have any plans to let her go just like that.

——This is a warning.

He doesn't care about the death of a clone. She can escape at will or try to call for help, but she will definitely die.

Can you be resurrected after death?

...Even if you can, you can't just die like this!

So, that angel of time... what does he want to do?

Alice thought of Song Shu's words again.

He had no reason to kill me, and I might try to keep His interest in me... well, what was the nature of His interest in me?

Shouldn't he be with Klein...

"Um?"

A voice full of doubts and surprises sounded, and Alice immediately stopped her random thoughts and started counting from 1 to 100 in her heart.

After counting from 1 to 100, and then from 100 to 1, Shi Angel remained silent and motionless.

It looked like he suddenly knew something that surprised him and couldn't help but speak out...

But that's right, after all, if one day I know... No, stop thinking about it!

Fortunately, Shi Tianzhang didn't seem to have any plans to urge the update for the time being, and other than the too surprised sound at the beginning, he didn't make any more noise.

However, I think it would be a bit troublesome for Him to actually know...I am worried that He will suddenly come out later and ask me, "How do you plan to arouse my interest?"...

"How are you going to arouse my interest?" Shi Tiantian's voice sounded with interest.

Alice finally realized how others felt when facing her - what did she want to say just now? What did she want to do just now?

Alice thought for a moment and then asked: "You... uh, can I ask you a question?"

"What?" Amon's voice sounded.

"If there are many clones, will the clones fight because of different opinions?" Alice asked seriously.

"Don't you know me very well?" Amon asked.

"I, I have lost most of my memories..." Alice said hesitantly.

Amon didn't reply.

Alice pondered for a moment, then asked: "You have followed me back, do I still want to go for ice cream tonight..."

"..." Amon's voice sounded after a while, "Actually, I'm very curious... That Klein and I will meet... Is this what fate told you?"

Alice opened her mouth, not sure how to answer this question.

After a while, Alice pinched her eyebrows and replied: "...How about I draw it for you?"

"Huh?" Amon's tone rose.

"I'll draw it for you. I... uh, what I saw and remembered." Alice hesitated to organize her words.

"Why don't you just recall it?" Amon asked with interest.

"Why don't you just steal my memory?" Alice couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe you should become the 'provocateur'." Amon's voice became dangerous.

Alice shut her mouth.

Amon had no intention of telling her to shut up. He chuckled and said, "Continue."

"Huh?" Alice was confused for a moment.

"You can be bolder," Amon replied.

"..." Alice did not speak, but she understood the meaning of the other party's words - if she is bolder, this game will be more fun.

Alice grinded her teeth and thought, "The worst possible outcome is death." She simply leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes, and began to recall the wonderful paintings, striving to make every detail exquisite.

"Very good," during dinner, Amon interrupted Alice's memories in a tone that could not be heard as happy or angry, "it's time for you to go eat ice cream."

"?" Alice was stunned for a moment. She stood up from the sofa and asked, "Can I go have a meal first?"

No one answered Alice's question, but thinking of the other person's tone just now, Alice finally didn't go to eat and came to the familiar ice cream stand on an empty stomach.

Amon, who was working hard to study how to make ice cream, had not yet appeared. After waiting for a while, Alice saw Amon coming here slowly, but before she could say anything, she heard another Amon's voice:

"Now you can go eat."

"Am I part of your play?" Alice blurted out subconsciously.

"?" Although she didn't get a response from Amon, Alice felt that this must be Amon's mood.

Realizing that Amon probably didn't understand the English mixed in this sentence, she turned around and left quietly, pretending that nothing happened.

"So, what does 'part of play' mean?" Amon suddenly asked as she took a sip of juice.

"Ahem!" Alice choked at the question and coughed for a long time before she could react. Finally, she whispered, "If I explain it here, I will be regarded as a lunatic talking to himself..."

A chuckle came from the opposite side. Alice looked up and saw the other protagonist in her novel for the first time in reality.

He was just like in the painting, wearing a black robe-like windbreaker, black pants, black leather shoes, a top hat, a wide forehead, a thin face, and a crystal monocle on his right eye.

He leaned back in his chair, his hands naturally resting on the edge of the table, tapping it from time to time, a playful arc at the corner of his lips, and an unfathomable look fell on her.

However, a picture appeared in Alice's mind uncontrollably.

Song Shu was holding a tablet, reciting with emotion:

"At that time, the angel smiled coldly, his eyes were full of evil charm, three parts disdain, three parts coldness, but four parts smile. He grabbed the fool's wrist and bound his hands above his head, and gently lifted the fool's chin with the other hand: 'I knew it...'"

The picture was broken, and Alice looked stiffly at the angel opposite her. The article that Song Shu had recited echoed in her mind. She opened her mouth, unsure of what expression she should make.

By the way... He doesn't understand Chinese, but he should understand Loen language, right?

- Just like she used Loen language to communicate with Klein most of the time, she recognized Loen language as her mother tongue.

The angel of time on the other side was obviously shocked, but his reaction was beyond Alice's expectations - he began to try to adjust his facial muscles to make it present an indescribable expression.

Alice opened her mouth, unsure whether she should interrupt him.

The legendary angel of time had a final plan after several attempts. He looked at Alice and asked:

"That expression of three parts teasing, three parts coldness, and four parts smile... is it like this?"

I also said that Amon didn't parasitize?

Isn't Amon dancing next to the dead line? If he's not dead, jump a little further forward.

That is to say, if he could parasitize without any problems right from the start, how could Amon not catch up with Alice ()

One chapter left... er, I will make up the remaining chapter on the 3rd, and now I have to work on a correctly formatted internship report ()

Why the 3rd? Because I have to pack up and go back to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow (……)

The title of this chapter is the name we gave to that fan fiction (what)