Yang Pan was walking on an unlit path. After cleaning up the glass debris remaining in his hair, he covered the wound on his head with a tissue.

His current image can be said to be very embarrassing, with blood stains on his head and clothes, and a smell of alcohol on his body. It can be said that he is completely opposite to when he first went out.

"It looks like I have to go to the hospital for a while." Yang Pan covered the wound on his head, feeling the pain on his head and knees, and thought to himself, "But that person probably won't be able to get out of bed for a while."

Already."

Those few blows he made were made with anger and without reservation, and they were all aimed at the opponent's head. Now even his knees were slightly injured, not to mention the opponent's condition. It was conservatively estimated that he had a concussion.

Of course, even if something really went wrong with the other party, he wouldn't bother to take care of it. He would commit suicide and couldn't blame anyone else.

After figuring out the direction, Yang Pan was going to go to the nearest hospital to treat his head wound first, but at this moment he suddenly discovered that a store on the corner of the street still had lights on.

"It's almost twelve o'clock and it's still open for business." Yang Pan said a little surprised, and then walked over very curiously. He was quite familiar with the surrounding area, but he really had no impression of this store.

And for some reason, he always felt that this store had a mysterious attraction to him.

Yang Pan walked towards the store on the corner of the street. When he reached the door, he looked up and found that the store's signboard had nothing written on it and was completely blank. The door was indeed made of black wood with willows on it.

Ding looks very retro.

Yang Pan became even more curious when he saw this, and then he directly opened the black wooden door of the store and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Pan's eyes were attracted by the situation in the store.

This place is more like a small museum than a shop, and the things on display inside are also diverse. If you insist on saying that the things inside have something in common, then you can only say that the things inside are all of a certain kind.

Products from films, television, games and novels.

"Is this a dinosaur's claw? It's very realistic."

"This should be the head of an alien. It looks quite scary."

"I think I saw this knife in that game."

"Are the things here all peripheral props from movies and games?" Yang Pan thought as he looked at these familiar yet unfamiliar items.

Yang Pan was very interested in these things, mainly because he basically spent his free time relying on these things. Over time, he also developed a yearning for those illusory worlds.

But for some reason, when he looked at the items in front of him, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if the things in front of him were real.

Thinking of this, Yang Pan smiled and shook his head. He felt that he really drank a little too much tonight and even started to think wildly.

"Haha, these things are all true."

Just when Yang Pan was thinking wildly, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Although it's a bit unexpected, someone actually came here. It seems that you are also a 'destined person'."

Yang Pan subconsciously looked behind him from where the voice came from, and saw a woman in very strange clothes standing there.

behind him.

The other party gave Yang Pan a strange look, and then walked directly to him without paying attention to the blood on his head and the smell of alcohol on his body.

This woman is beautiful. She looks to be about twenty years old. She has very smooth, waist-length hair. Her hair color is a rare flame red, and the color is very natural and does not look like it was acquired.

However, the other party was dressed very strangely. On this summer night, he was wearing a heavy windbreaker that looked very stuffy, as if he couldn't feel the temperature in the air.

Although Yang Pan was a little surprised by the other person's appearance and clothing, he still asked about it because he was very concerned about the "destined person" in the other person's strange tone.

"Excuse me, what do you mainly deal with here?" Yang Pan asked about the items displayed in the store, "Is it movie and game peripherals?"

"Peripherals? I really wish I told you just now that everything here is real." The other party's tone became even weirder, "But it doesn't matter if you think so. As for what the main business here is, um." The other party paused for a moment.

It seems to be organizing the language, "Well, just think of it as some special peripheral props."

"Special?" Yang Pan repeated with some confusion, and then asked, "Is there anything special about these things?"

He didn't care about the other party's two contradictory sentences, and he felt that these special peripheral props might be really interesting things.

Hearing Yang Pan's question, the woman's expression was a little tangled, as if she didn't know how to speak.

"I knew I wasn't good at this, why did it happen when I was on duty?" After struggling for a while, the woman muttered in a low voice, as if Yang Pan didn't exist.

After listening to the woman's words, Yang Pan gave her a strange look and thought to himself, "Is such a person really suitable for business?"

"The most special thing about the things here is that they are all very real, even more like the original than the original." The other party explained in a seemingly far-fetched way.

"It's more like the genuine product than the real thing. It sounds like it's a fake." Yang Pan also muttered in a low voice.

The other party obviously heard what he said, but the other party ignored him and continued: "Although the items displayed here are not necessarily very valuable, most people may never have the opportunity to see them in their lifetime."

Regarding this sentence, Yang Pan thought that the other party was bragging, but he didn't express any opinion. He had just seen these exhibits, and the workmanship of each one was very exquisite. To put it bluntly, the sentence 'more like the original than the original'

It can be said that there is no exaggeration at all.

"Are the things here for sale?" Yang Pan asked the other party. He liked the things here quite well. If possible, he would really like to buy one back.

"For sale to the outside world? Of course not." The woman's head shook like a rattle, and her gorgeous hair became a little messy. "The things here are only for sale to internal personnel and can only be used for exhibitions to the outside world."

"That's really a pity." Yang Pan said with some regret.

"But..." the other party said again.

"But what?" Seeing a turn of events, Yang Pan asked again.

"Although the exhibits here cannot be sold to you, as a "destined person" of our store, I can give you a souvenir.

." As he said that, the other person walked to the only table in the store and started to rummage for something from underneath.

"What is a souvenir?" As he spoke, Yang Pan walked to the table and stopped.

"That's it." At this time, the other party took his hand up from under the table and showed what was in his hand.

Seeing this, Yang Pan looked at the object in the opponent's palm with some curiosity.

It was a black stone about the size of a quail egg with a very smooth surface. There was an emerald green "∞" symbol in the center of the stone.

Yang Pan knows the meaning of this symbol, which means infinity and infinity.

To be honest, this souvenir still looks very beautiful. The black color on it is so deep that it seems to absorb all the surrounding light into it, and the emerald green "∞" symbol gives people a feeling of hope.

Yang Pan reached out and picked up the souvenir from the woman's hand. It felt heavy and textured. After playing with it for a while, he fell in love with this small souvenir.

However, because he had touched the wound on his head with his hand before, there was some blood on his hand, and while playing with the souvenir, he accidentally got some blood on it.

Looking at the blood stains on his hands and souvenirs, Yang Pan frowned slightly, then put the souvenirs in his hands on the table, then took a tissue aside and wiped the remaining blood stains on his hands.

During this period, he didn't notice that the blood he accidentally stuck on the souvenir was being slowly sucked into it. He also didn't see the flash of emotion on the face of the woman standing across the table at this time.

Happy.

After Yang Pan finished wiping his hands, he took the souvenir again and started playing with it. Although the blood stains that disappeared from the souvenir made him a little confused, he didn't care.

"Is it really okay to give this to me?" Yang Pan asked happily.

"Of course I'm giving it to you. It's not a valuable thing." For some reason, the other party's tone seemed to be very happy.

"Well, thank you." Yang Pan nodded and thanked.

"You're welcome, but it's getting late. You should go home. It's almost time for me to get off work." The other party began to issue eviction orders.

"Well, it's really getting late." Yang Pan looked at the time and said, "Then I'll go back first. Thank you for the souvenir. Goodbye." After that, he turned around and opened the door and walked out.

"Well, goodbye, my dear friend."

The moment Yang Pan walked out of the store, the woman also said goodbye to him, but Yang Pan always felt that the other party's tone was a bit strange, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his words.

Shaking his aching head, Yang Pan put aside the weird thoughts in his mind and prepared to return to where he lived.

When he just turned an intersection, he suddenly thought that after chatting for so long, he didn't even know the name of the store. Thinking of this, he wanted to go back and ask again.

As a result, when he turned around and went back, he could no longer find any trace of the store, as if the store had never existed.

A gust of wind blew by, and Yang Pan shivered inexplicably. After touching his trouser pocket and confirming that the souvenir was still in his pocket, he scratched his head and said, "It seems that I really drank too much tonight."

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