Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

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Belleburg is covered in snow and ice all day long, and the temperature is very cold, especially after nightfall, when it is so cold that people shiver.

Clara remembers that when she was little, her family was too poor to afford a heater.

She often tosses and turns, unable to fall asleep, because her hands and feet are always cold.

Whenever this happened, her father would hold her naughty little feet, tuck them into his arms, warm them with his body heat, and gently tell her fairy tales in her ear.

But happy times are always short-lived. One day, Dad seemed to have vanished from Belleburg, and there was no trace of him anywhere.

Exhausted, Clara wandered aimlessly through the lower districts and unknowingly ended up at the landfill southeast of Rocky Town, where she fell into a deep sleep.

When Clara woke up, she saw a tall and powerful robot standing in front of her, trying to communicate with her.

On that day, Clara lost her father, but also met an ancient relic of the old world—Swarovski.

"Dad, will you leave Clara again?"

Clara hugged Su Jinyan's neck tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with unease, and asked timidly.

Su Jinyan gently patted Clara's head: "Of course not."

“Look, the people behind me are all your brothers and sisters, all your family.”

"We will always be by Clara's side from now on."

“Take us to Schwarzkopf; I want to thank it for taking care of you all these years.”

Clara stretched out her little finger, looking at him anxiously: "Daddy, can we pinky swear?"

"You must stay by Clara's side forever and never leave."

"of course can."

Su Jinyan smiled and made a pinky promise, vowing never to leave Clara.

Anyway, this is Xiao Sanyue's memory space. Once he leaves, no one will remember him.

It didn't matter to him what promises were made.

Watching Su Jinyan and the others walk away, Sang Bo's expression turned slightly awkward.

He hesitated whether or not to follow them inside.

Fu Xuan's lips curled into a disdainful smile as he turned and asked, "Hey, aren't you coming in?"

Sambo quickly caught up, grinning, "Oh dear, I was just thinking about something."

"How could we not come in? It's incredibly difficult to even get a glimpse of Boss Schwarz."

"If we could use our uncle's connections to make a deal with Boss Schwarz, that would be wonderful."

Fu Xuan said seriously, "Of course, with Ayan's connection."

"Just ask him, and he will help you."

Sambo rubbed his hands together and laughed, "Hehehe, that's wonderful! I've been waiting for you to say that."

Hmm, that's strange. Why would Lord Fu Xuan talk so much with a false memory?

March 7th frowned, sensing that things were not so simple.

Based on her years of experience as a detective, there must be something fishy about this.

Could it be that......

Lady Fu Xuan dislikes Sang Bo, feeling that he lowers Xiao Su Zi's status, so she plans to secretly get rid of him?

Thinking of this, March 7 glanced at Fu Xuan secretly, her heart pounding. She felt that she might have guessed the truth.

Don't let Fu Xuan's petite and cute appearance fool you; when she gets serious, Sang Bo is no match for her.

Fu Xuan turned around, her beautiful eyes flashing with coldness, and continued walking behind the group, always keeping a certain distance from Sang Bo.

Fu Xuan was unaware of the vivid image that the quick-thinking Xiao Sanyue had already conjured up in her mind.

Even if she knew, she would at most scold her a couple of times.

Fu Xuan didn't care what others thought of her; she only cared about how she appeared in the eyes of those she cared about.

......

Under Clara's guidance, all the tightly locked doors were opened.

“Father, Schwarzkopf welcomes you.”

Schwarz knelt on one knee to welcome Su Jinyan's arrival.

Su Jinyan said with emotion, "Swarovski, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to have gotten so thin."

Seele: "......"

Why do these lines sound so familiar?

Schwarz said in a stiff, mechanical voice, "Father."

“You gave me the order to take care of Clara, and I have done so.”

"Does Father need to issue any new orders?"

Su Jinyan said calmly, "Completely seal off the Swaro base, leaving no exits. Do not lift the lockdown without my order."

"what?!"

Everyone was terrified, not understanding why their father would issue such an order.

Sambo's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively wanted to run away.

However, Schwarzlo's central unit began operating the moment it received the instruction.

boom--!

The base's gates and dome went from open to closed in less than half a breath.

Sang Bo's expression shifted between light and shadow. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Su Jinyan's eyes filled with authority, looking down upon everything.

"Full of flaws, you little fellow, dare to show off your limited skills in front of me?"

"Who gave you the guts?!"

Pfft!

Sambo did not dodge, because dodging had become pointless.

He clutched his swollen pregnant belly in agony, revealing his true form—a mysterious girl whose face was covered by a sky-blue, multifaceted crystal.

Ordinary methods are unlikely to subdue the people of the Flowing Light Memory Court. They are not bound by material limitations and can freely travel to many worlds in the starry sea.

Guided by his master Fu Li, the messenger has long since transcended the physical body and lives in the form of a meme.

But after being subjected to the pregnant gaze, the mystery that constitutes the messenger is interfered with by other destinies, thus tending to collapse.

Those who collect memories often disguise themselves as natives of a certain world, trading, copying, stealing, and deceiving, using every means to collect precious memories.

Sambo is also the object that the "messenger" is impersonating.

The messenger asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you find me?"

March 7th covered her mouth in surprise: "This, this is..."

Su Jinyan smiled faintly and said, "How about it? Surprised? Unexpected?"

Do you know how you gave yourself away?

“Pleasure is a pleasure that we fools crave, so why would he possibly act as an advocate for something like this?”

"The bigger the fuss I make, the happier he is."

The messenger pleaded, "I meant no harm, Mr. Su Jinyan."

"Please believe me, 'Flowing Light Memories,' everything I've done is to protect her!"

Su Jinyan said coldly, "No matter how eloquently you describe it, I won't believe it."

"Since I promised to help March regain her past memories, I will never go back on my word."

"All my previous actions were just to stall you."

On March 7th, a hint of emotion flickered in her beautiful eyes as she took Su Jinyan's hand.

"Little Su..."

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now..."

Su Jinyan glared at her and said, "Idiot, didn't I promise you?"

"Don't you even think about it? Lord Huanlong is my defeated opponent."

"I've already gotten Nanook pregnant, why would I be afraid of this little messenger?"

messenger:"......"

Fu Xuan said in a deep voice, "Messenger, as far as I know, those who remember are not bound by material things."

"You could have escaped before Ayan subdued you, so why did you give up resisting?"