"Hey, wake up. ”

- Hmm? Who's calling me?

"Miss Mo, are you okay?"

- Miss Mo?

- Wait, this language is......

Moran opened his eyes as if awakened.

I saw the man in front of him half-kneeling in front of him, his expression was indifferent, but the worry in his eyes was visible.

"Silai?" Moran asked, confused.

But the man on the other side looked around first, then pointed to himself, and said, "Miss Mo is calling me......? Silai?"

The man said in a proficient Canghua language, so that Mo Lan did not react for a while.

But the other party showed a little impatience and said, "Those people will chase after them soon, so let's get out of here quickly......

Before Moran could ask, the man grabbed him by the arm and ran in the direction of the village.

"Wait...... Who do you think will catch up?"

"Do you need to ask? of course the cannibals! even if they escape from the forest, they must be wandering here...... It's not a safe place. The man spoke extremely quickly, obviously very nervous.

"No...... Do not worry. Those cannibals won't run out of the forest. So you can rest assured. And ......," Moran said, "we escaped from the forest four days ago. ”

The man suddenly stopped and looked at her in surprise.

-

Moran patiently told the other party what happened after this.

But in addition to looking at himself blankly, the man covered his head and said that he had no impression at all.

Moran tried to communicate with the man in Old English, but he said that he couldn't understand it at all, and could only understand Canghua.

The most important thing is...... In the course of the exchange, Moran found himself talking to another person.

The man's tone was indifferent, even a little cold.

There was not a trace of a smile on his face, it was as serious as a mask, as if it was not Moran sitting in front of him, but some kind of enemy that was difficult to overcome.

Before, his eyes were gentle but distant, like a calm lake that seemed to be only a few meters shallow, but once he entered the water, he found that it was 10,000 meters deep and would be ruthlessly swallowed.

But the eyes of the people in front of him are arrogant and cold, like a mountain covered by ice and snow for tens of thousands of years.

Moran was silent for a long time, then said cautiously.

"Hey...... I mean, you, can't you be a dual personality?"

"Dual personality?" the man looked at himself with some confusion.

"You don't know what that word means?"

"No, I know...... It's just that it's hard to believe. The man said, frowning.

Moran thought for a moment and said, "You should be a special case, right? It's common for two personalities to not know each other's existence and identity. But the two personalities speak completely different languages...... It's rare. But...... I can't say that there is none. ”

The man didn't speak, just stared at his bandaged arms, not knowing what he was thinking.

Moran sighed helplessly.

That's right, this personality doesn't seem to be very keen on talking to people, and what she just said was ninety percent of what she said.

"So be it...... You lived in my house until you regained your memory. In two days' time, our family will go to the capital of Al Maho to find out the whereabouts of my brother Mokair, and by the way, to inquire if anyone knows about you. Moran said.

"Your brother?"

"Hmm...... I haven't told you about this yet. Moran said, explaining to him the disappearance of his brother Mokell.

After hearing this, the man nodded earnestly and said.

"I'll help you find it, too. ”

Moran smiled, "You can't even remember your name, so don't help others first, help yourself......"

The man smiled bitterly and did not speak.

"That...... Silai?"

The man was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was calling himself. And Moran explained to him just a few minutes ago that his name was Silai.

Although in his memory, he had no impression of the name at all.

"What?"

Moran was silent for a moment and said, "It's better to be like this, in order to distinguish the two of you, you can be called Ah Xuan." Because on your right arm, there is a tattoo that resembles 'Xuan'...... You don't mind if I give you a name, do you?"

He rolled up his sleeve, and sure enough, he saw a black tattoo on his upper right arm.

The previous tattoo was blocked by blood, which Moran later saw when he was treating Cile's injuries, but Cile had no memory of the tattoo.

However, Moran saw that the man paused the moment he saw the tattoo, his eyes flickered, as if he knew the tattoo.

"What? do you remember anything?" Moran asked quickly.

"No...... It just feels a little familiar. This tattoo seems to be important to me. The man said slowly, lowering his sleeves, and then said, "Ah Xuan...... It's a good name. Xuan thanked the girl. ”

Moran looked at the other party treating her seriously, and she suddenly felt embarrassed.

She wanted more and more to know what the man in front of her was about.

-

The "Little Sunflower" class has started!

Moran once again told Ah Xuan about the affairs of the Vador Continent.

For some reason, Moran felt that she needed to master the skill of speaking twice and be patient enough, because she always felt that she would have to do it for a long time to come.

And this hunch came true just a few hours later.

Moran saw that it was not early, and was ready to drive the sheep home.

After taking a few steps forward, I found that Ah Xuan did not follow, and when I looked back, I saw that he spoke fluent Old English and asked her.

"Miss Moran, what just happened?"

Moran covered her face, she especially wanted to blurt out.

- Big brother, do you know your dual personality?

Still, she resisted the urge to start from the beginning and explain it in detail.

Seeley also didn't seem to believe in the fact of his dual personality, and his eyes were a little suspicious, but he only believed it on the surface.

Moran felt a little tired.

Whether it is Xilai or Ah Xuan, it seems that it is not an easy character to believe in a person.

They now choose to believe in themselves, presumably because Moran is his savior.

-

Back home, Moran saw a brown and white horse tethered to his backyard.

"Huh, it's Jack?"

"Guests?" asked Silai.

"Not a guest, it's my father. Gary Campbell, I told you before. It seems that we will be able to leave for the national capital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Moran said, picking up his pace and entering through the backyard.

As soon as Moran stepped into the courtyard, he heard two sounds, and the fat pudding, dragging a leg that was not neat, snorted and ran to her side.

The fat pudding wagged his tail frantically, always having the illusion that it would break at any moment.

Moran hugged the fat pudding that pounced on him, rubbed his dog's head, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay...... After two days from the capital, your injuries will be healed, and I will take you with me to herd the sheep. ”

"Wow!"

Fat Pudding couldn't understand what his master was saying, but he was excited and burrowed into her arms and tried to lick her.

When the people in the house heard the barking of the dogs, they all opened the doors and came out.

The first to come out was a tall and sturdy middle-aged man, blonde and blue-eyed, handsome.

The man smiled and said, "Moran is back!"

"Dad!" Moran hugged the fat pudding aside, then pounced on the man and gave him a warm hug, "Welcome home!"