The First Choice

The Game Console wasn't plugged in, yet there was already a signal on the screen.

The entire screen was black. A line of white light flashed through the very center, then spread upward and downward.

It was like a curtain being pulled open from the middle, eventually revealing a bizarre scene.

On the not-so-large screen, Ji Li saw a room that was exceptionally familiar.

The small apartment was less than thirty square meters, yet the ceiling was very low, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The old-fashioned decor was covered in tacky dark-green paint from wall to wall, with much of the plaster peeling away to reveal its gray original color.

Luggage, furniture, and various odds and ends made the already cramped room seem even more crowded.

This was Ruru's House.

The scene hadn't changed, nor had the theme, but this time Ji Li noticed the difference at a glance.

The reason was that the house was much tidier than it had appeared last time.

For example, the cracks in the walls had been covered with dark-green wallpaper.

The shoe rack by the entrance was no longer open-fronted, but had sliding doors instead.

The most frequently worn large and small pairs of women's sneakers were still there, but a pair of men's leather shoes had been added.

The biggest change was the wooden board above the entrance.

It had once held Ruru's Father's portrait, a photograph that had been overexposed.

This time, however, it was completely different.

Just as Ji Li had seen in the preview nightmare, it now held a normal photograph.

An ordinary man, in an ordinary memorial portrait.

It could be said that although the room was still the same room, it now had far more signs of life and traces of daily living.

The only point