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Golden Palace Hall.

Thor didn't remember how many glasses of wine he had taken, he was surrounded by the gods, fawning on him, drunk and dreaming.

He has always claimed that he will not get drunk after a thousand cups, but now, he is willing to lose all clarity and rest only when he is drunk.At least, he can temporarily remove all disguises, no longer the invincible Thor, no longer the heir to Odin who must shoulder all the responsibilities.

The funny thing is, he never wants to be a hero, he just wants to go back to the tavern on the corner of 1101, to see if there will be a prince there, with nice black hair, waiting around the corner on the second floor.

But time is still relentlessly moving forward, quietly corroding the memories that were once engraved in the bones, even with the endless wild flowers blooming on the grave, it has gone through several reincarnations.

The understanding Sif blocked the rest of the wine for Thor, and she helped the drunk Thor back to the bedroom, bent down, and carefully took off one piece of clothing for her new husband.

"Lo...Loki..." Thor suddenly grabbed Sif's hand, squeezed it tightly, and murmured, "Is that you? Are you back?"

Sif smiled helplessly, but still looked at her husband patiently: "Thor, I am Sif, your wife."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Thor suddenly sobered up, let go of Sif's hand suddenly, and walked out: "I'm going to sober up."

"Are you going to the World Tree again?"

Thor fell silent, substituting silence for an answer.

"When you were young, you always loved to go to the World Tree with Loki to play, and compete with anyone else in climbing faster, picking more fruits, and digging bigger eggs... Later we got married, you I still hang out with Loki all day and all night, as if I were an invisible existence. In fact, you should also know why Father Odin was so anxious to make an engagement for you; you should also know that you and Loki were together The question you kneel in front of the World Tree has already been answered." A tear fell from the eyes of the most courageous female warrior in Asgard: "It's been so many years, Thor, I don't care if you have me in your heart, I can too. Don't care what happened between you and him. But, but don't be obsessed with it anymore! Loki died a long time ago, as you saw with your own eyes, he will never come back, even if it takes another 1000, 1 years, he I can't come back!"

"How is it possible..." Thor trembled violently because of anger, he clenched his fists and smashed the table next to him: "How is it possible...he is always there, waiting for me at the end of every time, He's waiting for me to find him..."

"That's just a fantasy, Thor, wake up! You thought you went through three reincarnations, but it was just the last fantasy that Loki imposed on you before he died. Just think, it's been so long since that thunderstorm at sea , why didn't Mjollnir appear even once? Why..."

"Stop talking! You one by one... are all lying to me..." Thor fell to the ground like an abandoned golden retriever, covering his face, exhausting all his strength but only getting despair and sadness.

He understood, he should have understood, the reason he couldn't summon Mjollnir was because it was cursed when it was handed over from Loki to Thor, and as the most precious and powerful weapon in Asgard, it could never be Exist in Loki's unreal world!

It turned out that everything was just a dream.

A dream that makes people crazy, confused, nostalgic, throbbing and persistent.

Or, it was the last joke that man made to himself.

Many years later, the atrium is still the same atrium, but it is no longer what it used to be.

Thor walked through a bustling street market, there was no hawker's cries or mess.In the era of full mechanization, robots are neatly arranged on both sides, and the aseptically cultivated vegetables and fruits in front of them are full of fragrance and bright in color for customers to choose from.

Suddenly, Thor heard a voice behind him calling him.

"Hey big man, your hammer seems to have dropped."

Thor froze for a moment, then turned his head nervously holding his breath.

He saw someone smiling at him, that beautiful black-haired prince with the most beautiful eyes in the world.

(End of the article)

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