Everyone has dreamed, and every dream is different. Unfortunately, some dreams are not stored in the brain after waking up, but are forgotten after waking up.

However, dreams are all reflections of reality, and everything in dreams is a subjective representation of reality.

But fortunately, or unfortunately, whether the dream is good or bad, as long as you wake up, everything will be gone, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the residual memory......

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In the midst of a dense woods, Leo Road slowly made its way down the dirt road.

Leolu knew exactly where he was and why he was here.

This is the original world, whether it is architecture, animals or people, all of which are obviously different from the elven world.

There are no elves in this world......

He looked at his paws, but the blue claws with a few pink and tender balls of flesh that were supposed to appear in front of him did not appear, and were replaced by hands that were too familiar to be familiar.

Leolu is well aware of the times he finds himself in.

This was his childhood.

At this time, the person who changed his life had not yet appeared.

In the dream, he is more like a bystander, observing everything in an ethereal way.

He does not belong to this dream world, and everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

But except for one thing.

That's what he's going through now, these familiar but inexplicable experiences, like a movie of his own experience, slowly flashed past him.

That's what he experienced as a child.

Leolu didn't think he had a childhood. Or that his childhood ended a long time ago.

Continue to walk through the forest, and gradually, a white mist begins to appear in the forest.

Wet, dark, and obstructed by the ability to view, Leolu didn't feel very good.

But Leolu looked up at the sun that was emitting a strong light, and it was impossible for the fog to appear in the forest at such a point in time.

But he knew what was coming next.

That's right, it's raining.

These things that seem to be completely nonsense in reality all appear in the reality reflected by dreams.

Even though he knew it was a dream, Leolu couldn't help but start shivering.

It's not cold, it's just plain fear.

Leo Lu looked around, and the scene began to intertwine and overlap with his vague memories, and soon, clear memories came back to Leo Lu's head.

Suddenly, he opened his legs and ran down the road.

The muddy road also showed one footprint after another because of his movements.

The sight was getting more familiar, and the fog around him was getting thicker, but Leo knew exactly where he was going, and where he was going.

I don't know how long he ran, Leolu finally collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, but even then he didn't stop moving.

Because he still has hands.

As a result, a long trail appeared on the road, and it continued to increase in length.

But suddenly, the sun's brilliance radiated violently, and the fog could not resist the scorching sun, so it dispersed in a hurry.

However, Leo Road did not feel better because of this.

On the contrary, at the same time as this happened, Leo Road also came to a place surrounded by a thick fog - it was clear only outside, and it was still cold here.

In the thick fog, the torrential rain was pouring down, and Leo Lu stood in front of a tree, letting the rain fall on him.

Soon, he was completely soaked.

For the first time, Leolu didn't react to the cold, and he cared more about what was in front of him than what he was feeling now.

Under the big tree facing him, a little boy leaned against the tree, his eyes tightly closed, and his two small hands clutched at his clothes.

The little boy's face was exactly the same as that of Leolu when he was a child.

There is no doubt that this is what happened to Leolu as a child, he is nothing more than a ghost.

Sadly, the little boy was no longer moving, and everything seemed to be still except for his fainter and fainter breathing.

"If only I had just left......"

He muttered to himself.

But suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in the picture, and those hands gently reached out to the dying boy under the tree.

Leolu stared blankly at the hands, but he couldn't see the owner of the hands.

This was a shock to him, because in his memory, there was no such person. But the hands were familiar, except that Leolu couldn't remember the name of the person who owned them.

So, who is he? Why did he know he was there? What the hell is going on?

Countless questions began to emerge from his mind, but before he could get answers to these growing questions, the screen suddenly turned, catching Leo Lu a little off guard.

Now he is in the hospital ward, and the bed is him as an adult, and he is also seriously ill.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the hospital was quiet.

It's midnight, and there's no one in the lonely ward.

Leolu was still confused by what had just happened, and then something even more incredible happened.

It's the hands again.

In this room, the hands reached out to him on the hospital bed again.

But this time, it didn't come empty-handed.

Purple and black, not a friendly color, is now the color of the bottle in both hands.

Leo Lu was completely sluggish.

Could it be that this is the day he died?

But no one would answer Leolu, for all this was just a thing of the past.

He is alone, and no one will walk with him.

The feeling is indescribable.

What he felt the most was anger.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to pour the purple medicine into his mouth.

But he confirmed something.

Although the owner of the hands had saved himself, he had also ended his already small life.

Leolu was not resentful, after all, the owner of these hands prolonged his life and allowed him to meet important people. If it weren't for all of this, then Leolu wouldn't have experienced everything that followed, and there would be no meaning to live at all.

But...... It was precisely because of this that Leolu had chosen to forget that things resurfaced in his mind.

Now he longs for the truth.

I want to figure out what happened to my past self.

If possible...... He'll try.

The hands...... And everything that happened to him in the past, he wanted to figure it out.

In the dream, it seems that time passes quickly, and it disappears without the slightest stop.

Leo Lu woke up quickly, but felt a headache and shook his head, forgetting what had just happened.

He only dimly heard the voices of Oki and Kazuki, completely ignorant of what had just happened.

"Of course...... Who called these two children...... It's so hard...... Take care...... ......"

Sleepiness struck, and Leolu was unable to contend with the most basic physiological needs, so he fell asleep again.