I Like This Dream!

An Xu suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked up at him blankly. Chris smiled at her and said: "My vacation is over, and I have to go back to the patrol team in Abori. If you don't come today, you will only receive a message from the caravan."

"You don't care about me?" she blurted out.

"I will write you a letter. I found the Pulan caravan in Alinggu, and they will deliver letters to us regularly - the letter will be placed in the hole of the tree where we meet every time. You also put the letter If you put it in here, someone will come to get it. I will come to see you during the holidays every year." Chris said, in order to ease the heavy atmosphere, he joked: "Fortunately you have come out, otherwise the caravan will deliver food every day, I will The salary for this newbie ranger is pretty steep."

The joke didn't work. Anxu's high mood after being released from the ascetic courtyard was now completely shattered. Leaving the ascetic courtyard means that you can have a full meal, you can move around as you like, you can meet Chris without having to worry about it, and you can go to other places with him. But Chris is leaving? How could he leave? In An Xu's dreams, there were only times when characters disappeared that he didn't pay much attention to, but there was never a situation where the characters themselves said they were leaving.

She looked at Chris confused and sad, and her stomach growled in response. Anxu ran to Chris as soon as he had time. He had only eaten a little bit from the night before yesterday, which was far from enough. She wasted no time in running over to see Chris, but Chris said goodbye to her. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. Didn't she want Chris to stay strong enough?

Chris didn't need to read her mind to understand that her shoulders were slumped and she was about to cry, but a normal person wouldn't think that she was wondering why the world didn't revolve around her. He heard the growl in the girl's stomach and thought he understood the reason for her frown, so he took out the untouched dry food from his arms. "I just thought you wouldn't come today, so I ate the cooked food. Let's make do with it." He said.

An Xu glared at him hard for a few seconds, but in the end he didn't have the guts to stop eating. She took the food and chewed it angrily, thinking that she would not be able to enjoy Chris's cooking for the last meal. Chris watched her eat, and his heart was no less sad than hers, and the reason was that he was more worried about the country and the people than she was.

When he was about to leave, Anxu was released. People in the college were superstitious about the gods and suddenly regarded Anxu as a vegetarian believer. Chris was very worried that Ann would do something shocking again while he was not watching.

Always maintain an attitude of being indifferent to everything, and sooner or later throw away everything just because it tastes boring. Chris racked his brains to find something that could bind Ann. What does an alpha like at this age? Ann does like to eat, but Chris can't feed her every day (the young man has unknowingly developed a bit of a breeder's consciousness), and he always has to find ways to bribe her other than food.

Bonds, um, friends should work, right...? Chris thought.

"An, after you became the God's Favorite, has everyone's attitude towards you changed for the better?" he tried to ask.

"Yeah." An said dullly.

"Didn't you say that everyone was prejudiced against you before? Now because you have received the favor of God, the prejudices will cancel each other out. At this time, as long as you are willing to communicate with them, you can find friends among them."

"What do I want from a friend like this?" An Xu asked in response, "People who change their previous attitudes just because a god's statue shines, and choose to be my friends, will immediately break off our friendship with me because of what instructions the god gives. Let They can go and make friends with God! It’s not as good as a bowl of mushroom soup, at least it’s still edible.”

In An Xu's view, the "friends" obtained under "God's Favor" cannot be called friends at all. At best, they are just acquaintances who gather together for certain purposes and can use each other at a certain stage. Anxu has very few friends in real life, and everyone truly loves and trusts each other. All kinds of best friends who don't want to see you and friends who cheat you out of money are insulting to these two words. It's my fault that you don't know people well and throw everything into the circle of friends.

Can you summon the dragon by gathering seven "friends"? No way. Then why do you have to find a bunch of people to make up the numbers?

Chris hit a snag and secretly cried out. He felt that Anna Sullivan must have suffered enough from loneliness, and her new personality simply didn't want friends. He regretted stepping on the other person's painful foot, and felt sad for the other person's self-isolation. The young ranger touched his nose and thought for a long time, finally coming up with an idea that was worthless.

"But among them, there are also people who didn't have any ill feelings towards you before, but now they are full of admiration and expectations for you, right?" he said.

"Maybe." An said nonchalantly.

"If it's for them...?"

"Because they expect it without authorization, I have to change for them?" An Xu sneered and chewed the dry food in his mouth. "If a stranger on the street said he likes you, wouldn't you have to fight with him because of this like? Are they getting married?"

A bad idea, a worse idea than before. Chris covered his face with his hands in his mind, thinking that he should just shut up. No matter what the nature is, most nobles like a good reputation. Chris himself never changes his decision based on other people's words, but he knows how to use the nobles' cherishment of feathers to make them restrain their behavior. Unfortunately, Ann couldn't treat her like an ordinary aristocrat.

"Sorry, no one has to be responsible for other people's expectations. It's too heavy and it's easy to put the cart before the horse." Chris had to confess, "I just wanted to find a reason to persuade you to avoid any bloodshed. Did it just have the opposite effect?"

"That's not true." An Xu said, "It doesn't matter whether others love me or hate me, whether I hate them or like them." She paused and said angrily: "You are leaving anyway."

"I will definitely come back next August," Chris promised. After he answered the girl's coquettish words, thinking about the previous sentence she said, he felt a little nervous for some reason.

He asked: "Why do you think that? Doesn't it affect anything?"

"It doesn't affect anything." An Yixuan said, "When I can control it, everything is as I like. Once I lose control, everything will disappear at any time, whether I like it or not."

"Are you talking about memory?" Chris asked carefully, guessing whether Miss Anna Sullivan still existed in Ann's body. No, he quickly corrected himself, that was Miss Anna's body.

"Whether it's memories or this world, it will always disappear when it's time to disappear." An Xu said indifferently, "It's great that you know how to say goodbye to me. Next time we meet, who knows whether we are or not?" "

What An Xu means is that dreams are as fickle as clouds, and the Chris you see next may just be another dreamer with the same appearance. It is also possible that as the bizarre dream unfolds, Anxu will forget the existence of Chris, and then he will disappear in the entire subsequent dream. The girl felt melancholy, and her secondary disease became more serious. She just felt that the world was going to disappear anyway, and it didn't matter what she did.

The meaning that Chris understood was obviously very different from what she thought.

Anna Sullivan indeed still exists in this body. He thought seriously, yes, the original soul may have just fallen into a deep sleep. He didn't know what the new soul was like, but the new soul could feel the condition of the original owner. An could only say this because she was not sure whether Anna would want to come and replace her at any time.

This statement is wrong. Miss Anna Sullivan is the owner of the body. She just took back the body that belonged to her from the agent. If the division of the soul is considered a disease, the return of the original owner should be regarded as a cure, but Chris can't help but feel resistant to this idea.

He still couldn't determine how closely the Sullivan tragedy was related to Anna herself. Would she be the timid and introverted girl once rumored, or a murderer who massacred her family crazily? The introverted girl is doomed to suffer from the loss of her family and her family, and is unable to live well in this new environment that she suddenly came to. If she is discovered to have two souls, will the seminary continue to take care of her for the sake of God's family, or will it be used to "exorcise demons"? She burned? Being one body and having two souls has always been equivalent to possession by the devil on the continent of Yamenan. There are very few people who don't care as much as Chris's mother. A crazy murderer is even worse and will undoubtedly cause* harm to others or himself, and Chris never wants to see that happen.

Regardless of such a high-sounding overall view, Chris himself does not want to see Anna come back. Anna's return means An's sleep. The stronger Anna is, the weaker An will be and may even disappear. The only person Chris knew from beginning to end was "Ann".

After all, it is still selfish. Lord, please forgive me. Chris sighed inwardly. During these days, he tested her, took care of her, cared about her, and felt pity and love for her, and he also had a deep sense of responsibility: Anna Sullivan still has more than ten years in the past, but An is blank. Even if An was the one who caused the tragedy, is it just to punish her without teaching her? At least now, except for Chris himself, who knows the truth, no one is more suitable to take on the responsibility of leading her to adapt to this world.

"That's not the case." Chris bent down and put his arm around Anxu's shoulders. "No matter how short our existence is in the world, our actions will leave traces on the world. Whether these effects are good or bad, It all depends on our choice.”

An looked at him without nodding or denying.

"I can't find a reason to convince you yet, but I will continue to work hard, correspond with you, and come here exactly as I am at this time of year." The young man who was born to work hard said seriously, "Before that, you Can you take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back?"

An stared at him intently, as if she had seen something new. After a long time, the girl smiled sweetly and said, "We have agreed."