I Like This Dream!

An Xu grabbed the rabbit's leg and started chewing it. The rabbit leg was roasted until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and overflowed with the sweetness of honey. The taste was a bit like salt and pepper. In short, it was delicious! very delicious! ! Oh my God, not to mention in this dream of clear soup and lack of water, even in reality, a guy like An Xu, who thinks he can eat until he dies, and has never been able to master the heat of barbecue, has never experienced such a delicious barbecue. While chewing, she recalled Chris's steps, how to brush the sauce, and how to rub the skin with leaves. Oh, thinking about it, yesterday's rabbit meat didn't smell bad. Was it because it was rubbed with that kind of leaves? I have to ask about the recipe, is Chris my cooking subconscious?

An Xu's imagination was wide open, because he was busy grabbing food and had no hands to hold down his robe, so the door was also wide open. Only then did Chris remember another purpose and hurriedly said, Take it off and I'll patch it up for you.

Anxu said thank you inarticulately, put the rabbit leg in his mouth, and left both hands free for Chris to take off her robe and put a coat on her. She balled up her paws and hid her greasy fingers in her fists to prevent the oil from getting on her clothes. This obedient childish behavior made Chris burst out laughing.

He buttoned the girl's coat to prevent it from slipping off. Even though it was buttoned to the top button, the jacket still hung loosely on the shoulders, trying not to fall off, exposing a large part of the shoulders. Chris adjusted it several times but failed, so he had to take out the patrol badge and pin the collar.

An Xu let him adjust it, and it was unshakable. In such a short time, she had already finished eating one leg. The most ferocious hunger was over for the time being, and she gnawed on the shredded meat on the leg bone with great taste, and asked Chris if he wanted some too - this was not said in a pretentious manner, but it was a hidden question: You don't want me to eat it all? subtext. Chris shook his head and said he had already eaten. Ah, what an angel!

She watched the angel take out a small bag from his arms, took out needle and thread from it, pointed at the torn robe, and began to mend it quickly. Chris has a pair of sword-wielding hands, but he has no trouble handling the needle and thread. His concentration on threading the needle and thread is no different from that of practicing swordsmanship. An Xu watched him sip the thread, pull the fabric with his fingers, and finally bite the thread off with his teeth. The whole movement was smooth and smooth. When he fixed the biggest tear and paused to repair the small rip in the robe, An Xu had just finished eating the second leg.

You are so awesome! she said with respect.

It's nothing, Miss Sullivan. Chris shook the robe and checked the stitches against the light. There are often wear and tear during training. It is faster to do it yourself than to find someone to mend it every day.

Call me Ann! Can I call you Chris? Are you a knight?

With her legs down, she was far from full, but she was interested in looking at her face, eating and chatting. The bottom-level needs were met, and An Xu's mind successfully evolved from the wild animal mode where survival came first to being able to talk about poetry, poetry (forget it) and philosophy of life.

How could I be a knight? Chris smiled bitterly. Knights only choose from knight squires, and currently all places that can provide knight squires education only accept noble alphas. I am a ranger.

Ranger? Isn't he just a ranger? An Xu's eyes lit up. When she chose professions in the game, she chose mage first and ranger second. This was the first time she dreamed of a living ranger. She looked Chris up and down, from his blond hair to his expertly-knotted leggings, and thought he must look handsome with a bow and arrow flying a monster kite.

But Chris looks like he wants to be a knight? Knights are also very good. Although Anxu has never practiced knights, he likes to team up with knights the most. The crispy high-attack long-range DPS has a paladin who can attack and milk next to him, which is very reassuring. Not to mention they are so handsome. The equipment and skills of canned people Just looking at it makes you feel happy. Was Chris unable to become a knight because he was born a commoner? It's also miserable when you don't rely on your ability but your parents. She looked at Chris sympathetically and comforted: It's their loss to define people by their birthplace. It's okay, the ranger is also very handsome!

Ranger?

Is that the ranger?

Wait a minute, ranger is the official name of the Albery patrol members. In Albery City, it was also called Fort Sullivan. When it was the southernmost defense line of Armenan, it got its name because it patrolled the forest outside the city... Chris looked at the only daughter of the Sullivan family in confusion, surprised that she knew nothing about it. Suddenly his heart moved, and a strange idea came to his mind.

Don't you like being called 'Miss Sullivan'? he asked, trying again to put his spiritual tentacles into the other person's mind.

Yes, that's not my name. An Xu replied.

She also said the same thing to Teacher Nancy. Anna Sullivan is not her real name. It's okay for passers-by to call her casually. People like Nancy and Chris...well, her favorite dream characters, she doesn't want to hear them call her by other people's names.

Aren't you Anna Sullivan?

The character's name is probably this. An Xu said nonchalantly, As soon as I opened my eyes, everyone called me that. That's what they liked to call me. My own name is An.

truth.

She is not Anna Sullivan.

In other words, she thinks she is not Anna Sullivan.

The eldest daughter of the Sullivan family has the family's iconic light blond hair and eyes. She is the only remaining heir of the family. Although she is in poor health and rarely goes out, she does not never show up. Miss Anna attended weekly mass and was seen by many people, including many members of the police patrol. Even if they were both wrong, how could the priest and the bishop who baptized her a second time be wrong at the same time? The image of that night was burned into Chris's head. He could swear on his own life that the strange suspect he met that night was now in front of him.

Eliminating all impossibilities, only one incredible possibility remains: there are two souls in this body.

When Chris was young, villagers reported a strange incident. An omega who had lost her husband and son was possessed by a demon. Her temperament changed drastically from time to time, and she couldn't remember the people she knew before. At that time, Chris's father, the local baron, was on the Tibes defense line. Chris's mother stopped them from burning the omega to death, saying: That's not the devil, it's her own broken and separated soul. She's just sick.

He went to that village and brought back the legendary demon-possessed omega. Until he left the territory and disappeared, that omega was his most loyal servant. Chris has been with this person who was almost burned to death. She looks almost like a normal person, but sometimes she may pause suddenly, not remembering what she was saying in the last second, and her words and deeds are also different from before, as if there are two completely different people. Different souls change the power to use the body.

A flash of light flashed through his mind, splitting the night like lightning. Chris suddenly remembered their conversation that night. When he asked if the other party attacked Simon, the girl said: That's right.

Not yes or no, but yeah. This unnecessary ambiguity is exactly the same as the current statement that the character setting is [probably] called this name. Thinking about it this way, when the girl answered I'm so awesome, did the I she said refer to herself? Is this acknowledgment, or simply emotion at what you see?

Was it Ann or Anna Sullivan that he saw that night? Who is the one who caused the tragedy?

Chris was confused by this terrifying amount of information and couldn't help but increase his exploration efforts. He struggled to push from the surface to the deeper levels, trying to get in touch with those parts that controlled memory. This is very difficult for his weak second power, but Chris has succeeded a few times in the past. His spirit stretched out cautiously, and surprisingly encountered no hindrance. There should be a chaotic maze of memories behind the most direct thoughts on the surface, but in An's mind... he ran into a bottomless sea.

Chris felt a sharp pain explode in his head, and his mental tentacles retracted like an electric shock. He groaned and covered his head, his vision went dark, and it took him a few seconds to recover from the backlash of overuse of his powers.

Chris? What's wrong with you?

He found himself squatting on the ground, and the girl who called herself An held his arm tightly, struggling to hold him back from falling to the ground. Chris has no spare ability to detect the other person's heart, but if that worried and anxious look is fake, her acting skills are too terrible.

I might be a little uncomfortable, he lied dryly. Ann helped him lean against the tree next to him, watching him nervously, and Chris forced a smile.

Can I help you? An asked. After getting the answer Just rest for a while, she hurriedly replaced her coat with her robe and put the coat back on Chris. You should wear more clothes! she said angrily. You must have a cold, and you may have a fever.

After saying that, she stretched out her hand to touch Chris' forehead, but before touching it, she retracted her hand with an ah sound. In the chaos of the war just now, she obviously forgot that her hands were greasy, and her robe and Chris' coat were damaged. Chris glanced at the ground and saw half-eaten pieces of meat thrown to the ground. He couldn't help but feel touched - if you have seen An Xinghu pouncing on and protecting her food, you will definitely be proud of yourself for being able to make her let go of the meat. And moved.

The more this happens, the more Chris feels guilty for his impure motives. For the first time, young Chris Field realized the naivety of his sense of mission. How arrogant it is to convict people without authorization in the name of justice based on one-sided knowledge! But when he realized this, his determination to seek the truth became stronger.

He will continue to deceive this girl who trusts him until he finds out the truth, Chris thought apologetically, the ultimate goal will not change, and the only thing he can do is try to make amends elsewhere.