"You can have exactly the same emotional memory copied with the magical technique, but if it is a memory transmitted from another person's death, it is just a memory. Do you think you have feelings for your mother?" Qin Yi asked.

Bai Mufeng opened his mouth slightly and his eyebrows were squeezed into a ball. He seemed to have a lot to ask, but he didn't know where to ask, and at the same time he had a lot to think about, so he had to open his mouth to prepare to ask questions, but he was thinking about other things in his mind.

"Why? Why!" Bai Mufeng grabbed Qin Yi's hand excitedly, with the light of exploration in his eyes.

If it were someone else, I would definitely not be able to understand why Bai Mufeng and these two contained, but Qin Yi just smiled slightly and understood it easily.

What Bai Mufeng wanted to ask is that since his mother is false, why did he develop feelings for the false mother? It can be seen that the first one is truly treating the other person as his mother, which leads to the sincere feelings.

But why? This is what Bai Mufeng doesn’t understand. Since everything is fake, why are there real emotions?

Qin Yi knew that as long as he could explain this, he could calm Bai Mufeng down. His next words were like a ship sailing on a violent sea with huge waves, and he saw the vague light of the lighthouse.

Although this is a bit exaggerated, exploring the root cause of emotions has an approximate anchor for a rootless person like Bai Mufeng, which can allow him to find a place to gain a foothold in this world without realism.

Qin Yi licked his lips, carefully considered the words, and then decided what language and rhetorical methods to use to explain this complex fact.

"It will be a bit troublesome to explain one by one. You can answer a few questions first. Let me ask you, how long have you known me?" Qin Yi asked.

"It's been almost two years."

"Then do you remember what it was like when we first met?"

"Damn it, I'm angry when I talk about it!" Bai Mufeng snorted coldly, with obvious dissatisfaction and nostalgia on his face, "We had our first dinner at a food stall on the street. The location was your choice. You rejected my proposal to go to the restaurant at that time.

Generally speaking, since it is the place you have set, of course you are ready to pay, but after eating, you emphasized that you have no money. Tsk, I have never seen someone as stingy as you!"

“I really had no money at that time.”

"If you don't have money, you will ask me out!"

"You asked you to have dinner together at that time. I thought I could make a fuss. But now we won't talk about this, I ask if you are angry when you think about this?"

"gas!"

"Hate me?"

Bai Mufeng thought for a long time and nodded slowly: "It was a little bit at that time, but it wasn't just annoying. I also thought you were quite interesting."

After chatting for so long, his attitude was no longer as extreme as it was at the beginning, and the tone of his conversation with Qin Yi also eased.

Compared to giving up on himself, he now wants to know the answer to the question just now. Qin Yi’s question is like a hook that hooks him, making him feel that by finding that answer, he can find the meaning of his “first half of his life”.

"Brother Bai, you were placed beside Xiyue by the mastermind behind the scenes to monitor our 'monitor', which means that you have died at least once since our first meeting. The transmission of memories is not emotional. You who were replicated by them should not have such a clear impression of me when I first met, but you still feel angry when you think about it and think I am stingy. Why do you think this is?"

Bai Mufeng fell into deep thought again, but this time he only thought for a few seconds.

"Can you explain it to me clearly? What's the matter if you say halfway!"

"I experienced many bad things when I was a child. I smuggled all the way from the British slums to China. At that time, I should have been very painful and desperate, but now when I think back on this, I just feel that I should have felt pain and despair at that time, but that feeling of pain and despair can no longer reappear in my heart.

Now when I recall these things, I feel that I was a little naive at that time and didn’t do well enough, otherwise I would have been more comfortable along the way and my friends would have lived a better life.

This is the same as the example I just mentioned. The original one you should have lived with the woman who plays your mother for a while. Maybe this time is not long, but it is enough to create precious family affection. Other memories made up by using this family affection will also become more colored with existing feelings.

Even if you have no feelings, you will take the initiative to add memories when you recall them. As long as the person around you is there, you will continue to use her impression to perfect the memories in your mind.

After saying so much, let’s summarize, your relationship is real. At least the first time you lived with the person who played your mother. Maybe you were just cheated, but that was her fault, not your fault."

Bai Mufeng understood, he pursed his lips and lowered his head, looking very disappointed. Qin Yi was looking forward to what he said, but he didn't say anything.

Qin Yi knew that he was not satisfied with his statement, so he spoke again: "Anyway, Brother Bai, do you still think I am an enemy now?"

"I didn't think so at first. I just don't want to be deceived." Bai Mufeng said stubbornly.

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Then I'll tell you some more stories. I believe that after you listen to these stories, you will understand what I did to you before. I think you will help me."

Bai Mufeng looked at Qin Yi suspiciously and asked in disbelief: "What story?"

"A adventure story about me on another world line." Qin Yi said.

...

For several weeks, Qin Yi has been traveling through various single compartments and chatting with different Bai Mufeng. Edmunds originally thought that it would be absolutely impossible to enlighten Bai Mufeng by just talking.

After all, he also saw the scene of losing control at that time. Bai Mufeng had been tortured by the truth and was almost crazy. If you want to enlighten such people with words, you can imagine the success rate.

But this time, he guessed as wrong as ever. Qin Yi's success rate was quite high. Basically, Bai Mufeng, whom he talked to, gradually returned to normal.

On this day, Qin Yi had almost talked with Bai Mufeng and others for another day. He had just walked out of the single compartment and was stopped by Edmons.

"Qin Yi, are you free? Have a meal together."

"Eat again?" Qin Yi frowned slightly, "Go to the cafeteria or to your room?"

"Go to my room."

"I won't go."

"Ah? Why?"

"I'm a little tired and don't want to talk about serious business anymore, and I have a headache."

"Wait! Let's talk casually this time, it won't be like last time, and I don't have that much to ask." Edmons said hurriedly.

Qin Yi stopped and turned around: "Really?"

"Really."

"Then go to the cafeteria to eat."

"There are many people in the cafeteria, so I think it's better to go to my room." Edmons continued.

Qin Yi waved his hand, intending to reject Edmons' invitation, but just turned around, as if he had remembered something and walked back.
Chapter completed!