Elemental Light Mage

Xi Yeming raised his head which was originally buried under the light, and found his aunt Xi Leqiu sitting on the desk next to him.

"How did you get in?!"

Xi Yeming lowered the volume of the second half of the sentence as he was afraid of attracting other people in the family.

"This is the dream world I created. I can do whatever I want." Xileqiu explained, shaking her hair.

Xi Yeming immediately stood up and walked to the balcony door and closed the curtains.

"Why are you drawing the curtains?"

"Persimmon can see my room from across the street. How can I live my life if she knows you are in my room late at night?"

"But I am your aunt and cousin, right?"

"You're wearing this... that," Xi Yeming held his forehead in his hand, speechless. He really didn't know how to explain, "Can you at least dress more conservatively?"

“Are people in the real world that shy?”

Xi Leqiu twisted her waist and looked at her clothes. Quite satisfied with her clothes, she nodded and looked at Xi Yeming again.

"So, why did you come to see me?"

"Look at what you're doing."

"...?"

Xiye Ming didn't know what his aunt was thinking. Didn't she know that the two of them should be in a hostile relationship?

But what makes Xi Yeming even more nervous is that if his aunt can do whatever she wants in the dream world, then wouldn't she know what he wants to do?

"It just so happens that I have something to ask you."

"what?"

Xi Leqiu crossed her legs, and her white thighs revealed a mysterious area from under her black gauze skirt.

Xi Yeming swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm and continued to ask: "What should I do to restore my magic?"

"Restoration magic?"

Xi Leqiu hesitated for a moment and Xi Yeming saw it. The next second, Xi Yeming felt that he was extremely stupid. How could his aunt tell him such an important clue?

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Xi Leqiu stretched out his hand, and a whirlwind gathered in his palm.

"Wind magic!?" Xi Yeming couldn't help but shout out, "How could you... could it be?"

"All your magic is in me, both elemental and chaos magic."

Xi Yeming was extremely shocked and did not rush Xi Leqiu to return the magic to him. Instead, he asked, "Why did you take my magic?"

"As long as you defeat the me in your dream, you will wake up."

"what……?"

Xi Leqiu suddenly pounced on Xi Yeming and pushed him down on the bed, her hand stroking Xi Yeming's face.

"In order to keep you in this dream and accompany me..."

Xi Yeming looked sideways and asked, "It sounds like there are more than one reason why you trapped me in the dream, aunt?"

"So please stay in the dream, I really need you..."

Xi Leqiu let her body press against Xi Yeming, and she didn't care at all.

Xi Yeming, who was pressed under him, was in a much more difficult situation. Not only did he have to face rational challenges, but he also had to accept physical suppression.

"Angelina said that she found that there was spiritual magic set on my aunt. Could it be that..."

"elder sister……"

Xi Leqiu murmured while lying in Xi Yeming's arms.

"It turns out that I am my mother's meal replacement."

Xi Yeming gave a bitter smile after discovering the truth.

-

When Xi Yeming woke up the next morning, both the bed and the floor were cleaned thoroughly.

The scene of last night became unreal and blurry, and Xi Yeming couldn't help but wonder whether his aunt had looked for him last night.

"Let's take a bath first."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one gets up early on the weekend, Xi Yeming quickly ran into the bathroom and took a shower to wash away the traces of last night.

"Are all women like this?"

Xi Yeming couldn't help but recall Angelina while taking a shower. Unlike Angelina, Xi Leqiu was still very gentle.

When Xi Yeming returned to his room, he noticed that there was still a faint fragrance lingering on the head of his bed. The refreshing fragrance made Xi Yeming firmly believe that what happened last night was not a dream.

"Well……!"

A sharp pain swept through Xi Yeming's head, and similar memories of being with Wang Zhizhu flooded into Xi Yeming's mind again.

-

"You forgot your mother's last words before she died. You wanted to make King Shuo the crown prince and let him live in Wende Palace!"

“(——)!”

"Please call me Crown Prince, Father!"

"why?"

"Why on earth do you favor the eldest and second brothers? I should be the most suitable heir to the throne!"

"Father, you actually know everything. You know that you are forcing the three of us brothers to fight each other, but you don't know what we are really thinking."

-

"what!"

Xi Yeming slammed the bed in anger, "How could I force my own child to death?"

"And, and I'm not the emperor at all!" Xi Yeming didn't believe the memories in his mind at all. He believed that he would never be so ruthless.

But tears flowed involuntarily from the corners of his eyes, as if Xi Yeming had really experienced what had just happened and regretted what he had done in the end.

In order to prevent himself from losing control of his emotions, Xi Yeming immediately crawled back into bed and forced himself to hold back the sadness and grief in his heart.

"Where did those memories come from?"

It wasn't something that happened in a dream, nor was it a page in my life, so how could such a memory be born?

-

"I always see memories that I haven't experienced?"

Kasong was lying on the computer chair at home listening to the phone, while on the other end was Xi Yeming who was feeling helpless.

"Are you sure you're not hallucinating?" Kasong asked again and again.

Xi Yeming corrected him, "You just need to express your own opinion."

"Maybe it's you in a parallel world?"

"What……?"

"It's a world with people who are the same as us but whose lives are different. Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"Is there any basis for this?"

Kasong manipulated the mouse and replied nonchalantly: "At least that's how online novels and anime games are usually set up."

"it is good."

"Just died like that?" Kasong took away his phone. "Why is his quality getting worse day by day?"

-

Su Caibai in the library said into the phone: "The struggle for imperial power in history? Why are you suddenly interested in this?"

"Do you have any insights?"

"There will definitely be deaths in the struggle for imperial power, and I feel like it can be said in a big way or in a novel, but there have also been emperors who have killed their own children out of kindness."

"..."

Su Caibai called a few times but found no response. After a closer look, he found that the phone had returned to normal interface. "Why did it hang up?"

-

"Is it a coincidence? Or is it intentional? Why do I see memories that don't belong to my life?"

The time to make a decision with his aunt is nowhere in sight, and Xi Yeming can only give priority to the memory fragments that affect him.

"A parallel world, another self..."

Feeling horrified, Xi Yeming decided not to delve into the matter any further.