Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

Even if it's self-deception.

I seem to have made a big mistake...

Leaning against the fence, Ji Zi watched the other party leave, and looked at the silent back when the other party left, she squeezed the can in her hand tightly, as if she had made some decision.

"Hey!"

"what...?"

"Will you...will come here again?"

"If possible, I would like to chat with you again."

"..."

"I...maybe..."

Facing Ji Zi's question, Luo Chen just replied her with an ambiguous answer, then stopped staying and left the rooftop where they had been together for a long time.

"Ugh..."

Ji Zi leaned against the wall and sat on the floor again, looking at the roof where she was the only one at the moment, she could only let out a sigh of guilt, or a sigh of guilt, and then indulged again, letting the alcohol drown what was left of her, which was not bad. waking consciousness.

Sure enough, the most troublesome thing in this world is chatting with noble ladies...

Seriously... so much trouble...

Chapter 4 Between Three

father... mother...

Sitting on the bed, he whispered these two names that had become somewhat unfamiliar, and the expression on his face was not as sad as it was at first.

He stretched out his hands to cover his chest, trying to relieve the dull emotions that appeared because of the memories of the departed relatives.

But it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that his chest, which had become dull after hearing sad things, was relieved in a short period of time.

He seems to be getting cold blooded...

Burying himself in the soft bed, he watched the full moon in the night sky through the specially drawn curtains, recalling the few impressions of his parents in his heart.

He seems to have forgotten.

The mother who has never met, and the father who has passed away long ago. For him, the two words father and mother are just a form that has been lost long ago.

In the past, he would miss his father who had passed away in the middle of the night, and silently grieve.

But now, he suddenly found out at this moment that these two should be the two most important people in his life since some time ago, and the impression of them had been quietly erased from his memory.

Don't remember their appearance, don't remember their names, don't remember their voices, and what surprised him the most is his current mood.

He who would feel sad because of thinking about his relatives, but at this moment is extremely calm, he seems to have wiped away his sadness from his dying heart at that moment, just like he erased the memory of his parents. The only impression left is mediocre.

No sadness, no pain, the only thing he can experience at this moment is the extremely short-lasting dullness and the insignificant regret.

He seems to have changed a little...not like himself...but he can still clearly know that he is still himself.

It's just that this self is a little different.

He turned around, turned his back to the window, the full moon hanging in the night sky, bathed in the moonlight, closed his eyes with regret that he could hardly feel anymore.

good night...father and...mother...

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He is dreaming.And it was a very strange dream.

The round Western-style tea table was covered with a clean white tablecloth embroidered with patterns. On the tablecloth were exquisite teacups and a teapot that seemed to have been filled with black tea.

There are three teacups, and these three teacups correspond to the three guests sitting around the tea table.

The layout that appeared in his eyes at this time was undoubtedly an ordinary tea party, and after seeing the two guests other than him, he was sure that he must be doing an absurd and An unreal dream.

On his left and right sides, there are two women of similar age with beautiful faces sitting quietly.

The woman on the left is wearing a white dress and has beautiful long white hair; the woman on the right is wearing a black nun dress and has long white hair in a braid.

At this moment, they were sitting face to face on both sides of the tea table. They put their hands on the tea table, closed their eyes tightly, and held their cheeks with their hands, as if they were still in a deep sleep.

But he, who was caught between the two, just frowned slightly, and then imitated their appearance, resting his cheeks with his hands, and closed his eyes.

Kallen Kaslana and Cecilia Shaniat, these are the respective names of the two women.

Facing the extraordinary women sitting on both sides of him, he, who clearly understood the surroundings and experiences of the two of them, knew exactly what kind of situation he was in.

Why would I have such a strange dream...

This is the thought that appeared in his mind after he closed his eyes and his vision turned dark.

But this thought was mercilessly denied by a feeling that shouldn't appear in the next moment.

In the darkness, he felt his face being pinched by someone's hand, without any mercy, as if the purpose of this hand was to make him feel pain, and then force him to open his tightly closed eyes.

The pain on his face became more and more distant. As a last resort, he could only open his eyes, and looked at the position of the owner of that hand with angry eyes.

Then what he saw was Karen Kaslana with her arms raised high, not yet sitting back in her original position, with a mischievous smile on her face...

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"I... am I dreaming?"

Luo Chen took the teacup Cecilia handed to him in some confusion, staring at the two people who appeared in front of him at the same time, he was a little confused at the moment.

Different from the previous one-on-one conversations, this was the first time that he had a face-to-face conversation with the two people in front of him at the same time at the same time.

Looking at the two people sitting on both sides of him, who lived almost centuries apart, he couldn't help but wondered if he was dreaming.

"Hum~"

Kalian, who was originally sitting by the side, still sipping the black tea in the teacup, just put down the teacup she was holding after hearing Luo Chen's doubtful voice, and after a pleasant chuckle, she took action to To answer Luo Chen's doubts.

Just like before, she stretched out her hand, caught off guard and pinched Luo Chen's side face again, and then twisted it hard again.

"ok, ok, I got it!"

Severe pain reappeared on his cheek, so he could only slap off Kallen's hand that was still trying to do evil, and then carefully rubbed the place on his face that was wrung by the other party.

It hurts, and it's still a little hot. If there is no accident, this piece of skin should have become red and swollen under Karen's strength.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Covering the painful part of his face with his hands, looking at Kalian who didn't show any trace of guilt on his face, Luo Chen could only give up the idea of ​​blaming the other party after all.

Really, even though 520 is already four years old, he still acts like a child...

Should it be said that she really deserves to be Teresa's mother?

Looking at Kalian who stopped playing pranks and resumed sipping the black tea in her cup, Luo Chen seemed to have discovered the truth out of nowhere.

As if aware of the gaze staring at her, Karen stopped drinking the black tea, and then slightly narrowed her eyes.

"Are you... thinking about something impolite?"

"Have it?"

"do not have it?"

"No."

"cut..."

After a short conversation, Karen, who didn't get any information from it, just let out a displeased tongue-twirling sound, and then put her attention back on the black tea in the teacup.

Is this black tea so delicious?

Seeing Karen's obsessed look, Luo Chen lowered his head and glanced at the black tea that he casually put on the table.

Looking at the brown tea that reflected his appearance in the teacup, he finally gave up on taking a sip.

The most important thing now is to figure out where you are.

After making up his mind, he first turned his attention to Kallen, who was still drinking tea. Seeing the other party's appearance at the moment, he thought about it, and then turned to Cecily, who had remained silent until now. on Asia.

Sure enough, Cecilia seemed a little more reliable than Kallen, who seemed a little reckless.

"So, can you tell me where this is, Cecilia?"

"Oh, you said here. Strictly speaking, it's half of the stigmata space."

Cecilia, who was being questioned, just raised the teacup in front of her, took a sip slowly, and then spoke in a gentle voice.

"Stigmata space? Half? In my body?"

"Yes."

"What's the reason I'm here?"

"This..."

This time, Cecilia did not directly answer Luo Chen's question. She just put down the half-empty teacup and refilled it with a teapot. Kallen on tea.

"Ah, I dragged you here."

Putting down the empty teacup in his hand, Kallen generously admitted that he was the reason why he came here.

"Is there anything else you want me to do?"

"Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

As if stimulated by Luo Chen's words, Karen couldn't help showing a sad expression on her face.

"It doesn't look like it at all."

"Okay, let's stop making trouble."

Karen, who had her acting skills exposed by a word, no longer has the mood to continue messing around.

She sat up straight, put her hands on the tea table, and spoke her true purpose this time in a solemn voice mixed with gratitude.

"Thank you..."

"..."

"Perhaps, this is the only thank you I can give at the moment."

"I, who was already dead, should close my eyes as soon as possible and go to another world."