"Although I still don't understand why her conscious mind will be torn into two parts, entering the subconscious space, and why she will come back, but I think my speculation should be correct."
After all, it is a super schoolmaster, and under the erosion of shredded paper, he can still figure out the reason in such a short period of time.
Lin Xian nodded, agreeing: "I think so too!"
Because if Qin Shi’s second personality does not belong to her, then why does she come to Qin Shi’s hometown after returning to the subconscious space?
You know, Qin Shi said that the reason why she entered the subconscious space was to find something important to her.
This is not just a memory, but an instinct engraved in consciousness.
Just like the old woman in front of her, she has no consciousness and memory anymore, just a pure spiritual body.
But she still repeated the action of drawing water, indicating that this action has become her instinct.
Wait!
Fetch water...
Fetching water is just an experience in daily life, like washing and cooking. Although it is repeated every day, it will never be so profound.
Why does fetching water become her instinct?
If she was Qin Shi’s mother...
Lin Xian's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had grasped a flash of light.
Ling Yiyi also reacted and reminded: "There is a problem with this well!"
"I think so too!"
The two smiled at each other, and then took a step forward, looking at the well together with their probes.
But when they saw it, the two of them were stunned? "Mom! Mum...Mom!"
In the dark and cold well water, a little girl who was carved with powder and jade, kept throwing her hands and feet, trying to stick her head out of the water, crying loudly at Inoue.
"Gurulu~"
The little girl is too young, only five or six years old at most. It seems that she can't swim at all, and she can rely on her instinct to keep herself from sinking.
As she opened her mouth every time she shouted, the cold well water poured into her mouth and nose.
Following the little girl's sight, she saw a person standing vaguely near the mouth of the well.
"Mom!"
The little girl was still yelling, her voice piercing...
…
After a long time, Lin Xian slowly retracted his gaze.
Turning his head to look at Ling Yiyi, he smiled bitterly: "What do you see?"
Ling Yiyi didn't answer, but looked at the old woman who kept repeating the water kicking beside her, with a complicated expression: "The world is too bitter, it's not worth it!"