"If this is just a dream, then when did it all start and how did I get here?" said 7-year-old Bran as he stood near the castle gate, pondering the unreal, true and false aspects of the world.

Dreams are inconsistent, as long as you find more, maybe you can wake up, which has almost become an obsession. Bran carefully closed himself up, observing and probing his surroundings.

When the fourth son Bran was born, everyone in the family expressed joy from the heart, but as time passed, Bran began to be silent, not crying or making trouble, but only quiet, as if the child was born mute.

If it weren't for Bran's correct response to the sound, he would have ended up drowning in a basin of water and discarding himself in the family cemetery.

The crying child has milk, and Bran's various performances have this effect, and he has received more love from his mother. Even after the birth of her sister Qianrui three years later, this love is still not reduced, and it is gradually developing in the direction of spoiling. However, the mother's doting could not reverse the emergence of some rumors, and the four sons of the Duke of Winchhill were idiots, and they had already spread in and around the castle.

"I just wanted to find my way back. Bran said in his heart, "You are idiots, you are just the embodiment of nothingness in dreams, you are nothing." ”

At this time, Bran seemed out of place with his siblings around him, and he had a cleanness that other children did not have. Although he was a mute in the mouth of his siblings and an idiot in private rumors inside and outside the castle, no one could deny that he was a clean child.

The eldest brother, Adam, and the second brother, Edge, held the training wooden sword and gestured to each other not far away. The third sister, Lily, stood beside Bran and held his hand, muttering about the idiot Bran, complaining that her parents had placed this caregiving on her......

The Duke and Duchess of Winchhill stood on the second floor of the attic, smiling and watching all this, but when their eyes fell on their fourth son, Bran, they were a little more worried.

To any outsider, this is a warm picture. But for Bran, who fell into it, it was barbaric, dirty, and lacking in order. The tall castle, the heavy walls, the round-shouldered servants, and the savage knights did not give Bran any sense of security, but rather plunged him deeper into despair.

A long horn pulls Bran back to reality. Then the gates of the castle were opened, and a group of knights rode in, and one of the knights' prey behind a saddle attracted his attention. It was a bobcat, its tortoiseshell-colored fur instantly overlapping with the image in the depths of his memory. It was a cat that had been raised before entering this dream, and its tortoiseshell fur was ugly in the eyes of many people, but many times human emotions were like this, and it had nothing to do with beauty or ugliness in the eyes of others.

Bran broke away from the third sister's hand and ran towards the knight, but the third sister's screams failed to stop Bran's steps, and the eldest and second brothers, who were attracted by the third sister's screams, also dropped their wooden swords and began to chase. The instinct of family affection, wanting them to stop the stupidity of this idiot brother.

The children's commotion did not attract the attention of the knight, who stopped his horse in front of the attic, jumped off the horse and greeted the duchess and duchess. At the duke's signal, the knight noticed the children running over.

The knight asked aloud, "What's the matter?"

"Please give it to me," Bran asked, gesturing to the bobcat. A simple word, but it shocked everyone. This consternation made almost everyone stand on the spot.

Yes, almost. If not counting the duchess and duchess.

The Duchess staggered down and took Bran in her arms. The duke, who followed behind, clenched the hilt of the sword with a hand, betraying his excitement at this moment. Bran, who everyone thought was a mute and an idiot, at the age of 7, in the courtyard of the castle, uttered the first clear and complete words he had ever spoken in this world.