The scene in the memory is vivid, but it also had the unique hazy dimness of memory.

It was a high school playground from about six or seven years ago, and the hibiscus flower bloomed with bursts of fragrance. On the playground, students laughed from afar.

He Zizhong, who was about to graduate from high school, stood under the hibiscus tree in surprise and looked at the person with his head down in front of him.

He didn't have much impression of the high school freshman, but the memories of the few times he passed by at school were particularly profound.

The few impressions he had were that this boy was... beautiful.

Yes, beautiful. For a boy, he looked a little too delicate, with large cat-like and dazzling eyes. A small dimple would appear on the left corner of his mouth whenever he smiled. To be honest, in He Zizhong's memory, not to mention boys, even among girls in school, there was no one as good-looking as him.

How could he forget? How could it be forgotten?

It was the first time since He Zizhong was born that he has received a love letter from a lower grade student, and the person who gave him a love letter confession was actually a...boy.

He doesn't remember if they had many interactions between them. He Zizhong didn't even have time to ask his first name and last name. After the boy's nervous introduction, that he sent the love letter, and confession, a couple of his bad friends jumped out.

They found a love letter in his bookcase in the morning, and after snatching it over and taking a peek, they naturally knew the time and place that the other party had appointed. What disappointed, and even surprised them, was that the neatly written and beautifully shaped love letter came from a boy.

There were several wicked friends involved, and at the time, how could He Zizhong agree? Before that time, he never thought another boy would like him.

Thinking about it now, he could only remember the boy's pale face and thin figure as he had fled.

No wonder he always had a sense of familiarity when he saw Fang Hao in the community. No wonder there always seemed to be something in his eyes when he met him.

At the time, He Zizhong thought it was only because Fang Hao and his lover Dai Jun at that time were slightly similar, that he would subconsciously notice him.

He still remembered him, but what about himself? He never forgot that year, by the playground, under the hibiscus tree, there was a boy who confessed to him.

It was from that time that He Zizhong realized that he really didn't seem to have any interest in girls, and was attracted to the same sex instead.

However, until after he went to college, no one was able to hold his attention like the little boy at the beginning. And after so many years, He Zizhong still remembered that he raised his head, full of sadness. Those big cat-like eyes, full of sorrow.

Until he met Dai Jun, who also had a pair of cat-like eyes. It's just that his eyes were smaller and more slender than Fang Hao. And compared with the kind of stunning Fang Hao had, Dai Jun was much more ordinary.

Thinking about it now, it seems that it is precisely because of those eyes that are similar to Fang Hao's that he was attracted and associated with him. What's ridiculous was that when he met Fang Hao again, he didn't remember that this man was the boy who confessed to him under the hibiscus tree in his third year of high school...

But now, Fang Hao is dead, and he... died too...?

"Am I dead?"

He looked at the hand in front of him blankly. There were no wounds on the hand with well-knotted joints, and the red sandalwood bracelet that his grandmother personally gave him before her death was on his wrist...Wait, the bracelet?!

He Zizhong suddenly sat up on the bed, staring straight at the hands in front of him, and then grasped the bracelet on his left hand.

The hard touch in his hand told him that the bracelet was real!

"Fang Hao?!" He looked around suddenly, familiar furniture, familiar curtains, familiar furnishings. Everything was so warm and familiar. There was no injury from a zombie bite on his body, and Fang Hao's body was not around him...

Suddenly, a string of familiar music came from the room. It's a cell phone... Yes, it's the  ringtone that he had been using before the end of the world!

He grabbed the mobile phone placed on the bedside table, not caring to pick up the call, but instead slid down the menu, staring at the above February 13, 20xx in a daze.

February 13, half a year ago? Half a month before the end of the world?!

The phone’s ringing stopped because there was no answer for a long time. He Zizhong walked to the window blankly and watched the lively scene of people coming and going in the community. There was no panic and chaos like that after the apocalypse, and he finally believed. I... I'm afraid I really came back, half a year ago, before the end of the world began.

Holding the beads in his left hand with his right hand again, He Zizhong looked at the three words engraved on the Buddha's head again, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered "enter" in his heart.

The surrounding air instantly became warmer. There was no sound of laughter from the children in the community outside the window, only the music of streams and waterfalls could be heard. Space, yes, his own space, the space that was stolen by that Dai Jun in his previous life and given to his new backer, was back in his hands.

The space, that Dai Jun knows, and Fang Hao also knew about. Later, although the people in that team didn't know about the bracelet's secret, they knew he was a space ability holder. However, after Dai Jun learned that he had this magical space, he didn't want to stay outside and stayed in the space all day long and refused to come out.

It was not until he followed the convoy to city A and discovered the actor he admired had become a powerful team leader, that Dai Jun left the space and lived in city A during the day. When He Zizhong was not at home, he ran to take what he had taken out of the space to approach the proud man of heaven.

On the way north, that man was hiding in the space all day long, and even Xu Lili, the greedy woman, could guess that there was a problem and tried every means to eavesdrop. Let alone Fang Hao who always had a good relationship with him? But he never asked anything extra. Even if he was later chased by someone in the "overlord" team, Fang Hao just followed him silently, without asking anything, unconditionally trusting, supporting, and accompanying him.

At the beginning, he didn't understand why Fang Hao did that, and only regarded him as a very loyal partner. But now...

The third year playground, that love letter...

Who would believe that after six or seven years, the feelings from that time have not changed? Causing a young man to sacrifice his life.

He let out a long breath and looked at this rather empty space. Neither that person nor Fang Hao knew how his space was activated.

Generally speaking, the methods to activate a space described in books are all through dripping blood to recognize the master. Even He Zizhong discovered that his cousin Xu Lili took the opportunity to accidentally shed her blood and deliberately wiped it on the bracelet. It was something she tried when she noticed that Dai Jun always disappeared for no reason.

He touched the three words "He Zizhong" that seemed to have been engraved on the Buddha's head for a long time. Just these three words. He had been learning to engrave seals for a while. Last night he had a whim about the bracelet worn all the year round and carved his name in small letters. Unexpectedly, the space was activated.

And the engraving, after one night, became what it was now. As if it had existed for a long time.

Because the space was activated, he a long time from last night till now.

Four acres of red earth, a two-story small bamboo building. Behind the bamboo building was a small hill of soil, a well, and a small stream that extended from the pool formed by the waterfall on the other side of the mountain slope, bypassing the land and flowing into the void. This was the space he lived for more than three months in his previous life.

There were a total of four acres of land, of which the small bamboo building occupied a small area, and the hillside behind also extended from.

Strictly speaking, the area that could be cultivated was less than three acres. In addition, He Zizhong planned to raise some chickens and ducks, set up a grape rack, and so on. In the end, only about two acres could be left for growing crops.

He Zizhong walked into the bamboo building. The second floor was a large room with good lighting, which could be used as a bedroom. There was a low table near the window. Other than that, it was empty and there was no furniture.

On the first floor, there are only three rooms. The large one is the living room, and the other is the kitchen. There is a partition in the corner of the kitchen, leading to the basement below. The other room is the toilet and bathroom.

Even though the bamboo building was not big and only has two floors, its basement was amazing.

The entire bottom room was actually four acres! It's as big as all the space above added together. Even more, everything stored below would be kept in the same state as they were when they were put in, and could be retrieved with a mental thought.

"Leave."

The thought flashed in his mind, and He Zizhong was back in his room. There is nothing in the space now. He needs to buy tools, a lot of crop seeds, fruit tree seedlings, and various other things...

He was thinking about the things he wanted to buy when the phone he had been holding in my hand suddenly rang again.

Seeing the name on the phone, He Zizhong's lips pressed tightly, and he wanted to refuse the answer directly. After thinking about it, he swiped his finger to answer the answer and put it to his ear.

"Zizhong, what's the matter? I called you for a long time but I didn't answer it." A familiar voice came from the phone - Dai Jun.

"I didn't hear it." He Zizhong's voice was cold, how could he not be cold? In his previous life, he was tossed and hurt by this man?!

He Zizhong was still standing by the window, watching the pedestrians coming and going in the community. It was around eleven o’clock at noon. He had been sleeping until now because he activated the space yesterday. He didn’t even go to the company. Many of those missed calls were calls from colleagues at the company.

He didn’t seem to hear the dissatisfaction in He Zizhong’s voice. Dai Jun’s voice was a little sticky and a little coquettish: "Zizhong, let’s go out for dinner tomorrow night. We can go to Jinyue near your home, OK? I'll invite you!"

He Zizhong felt like a world away from hearing the once-familiar voice—of course, it was indeed like a world away.

The content on the phone is very familiar, and the feeling of loss after the sudden rebirth was still there. But He Zizhong has already remembered what happened at this moment in his previous life. Yes, in his previous life, today was indeed the day after he activated the space. He called him at noon and agreed to eat together tomorrow night.

Usually when the two of them go out together, He Zizhong felt sorry for him as he was a student still in school, so he never let him spend a penny. But this time, it was not so much his treat as an apology.

Yes, it was an apology.