"When." Two plates are placed on the table, and the warm aroma surrounds them. There are two servings of omelet rice in it, which looks very appetizing.

Anchen stood at the table, looked at Zelas, who was sitting in a chair reading a book, and called, "Zelas, eat." ”

Zelas sat by the window, he liked the seat, the morning sun shining through the window after the rain. Illuminated his dark, dark robes. Staying in a cold place all year round will give him a feeling that he is moldy, so it is also a good choice to bask in the sun once in a while.

Outside the window, the voices of the street came in, and the gossip was a bit noisy, but Zelas didn't use an enchantment to keep them out.

Today is the day the trade fair begins, and Zelas wants to hear something.

Before he could hear the news, Zelas heard Anchendi's voice, and the hand that was about to turn the page paused, and his blue face became even bluer.

Silently, he raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

Reluctantly stood up, walked slowly to the table, and straightened his clothes.

Anchen gently pushed a saucer in front of him. Zelas's index finger tapped on the table and picked up the spoon on it.

The two of them sat opposite each other, eating breakfast quietly.

Anchen has been talking less and less recently, and often sits alone in a daze, as if thinking about something.

"I'm going out once today." Zelas put a mouthful of omelet rice in his mouth and said, "You stay in your room for now, and if there are no accidents, we'll leave here when I get back." ”

The sarcophagus seals this part of his rune power, so there is a sense between him and the sarcophagus. And during the time he stayed in Xichen Town, he never felt anything, and it was obvious that the sarcophagus would not appear very much at this trade fair. Even so, Zelas wanted to see it again. As for Anchen, he didn't want to take her with him this time, he didn't want her to get caught up in his affairs with Azr.

Unconsciously, in his eyes, Anchen no longer seems to be a tool that can be discarded at any time.

"Don't you need to be together?" An Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked up and asked.

“··· No, you don't. Zeroth's answer was a bit stiff, and he didn't know what to say.

Lowering his eyes and looking at the desktop, An Chen pursed his lips: "Well, I understand." ”

Looking at Anchen's appearance, Zelas didn't say anything, and lowered his head to eat: "Read some books in the room, don't always be in a daze." ”

After breakfast, Zelas wrapped the strip of cloth around his face and went out the door.

"Click." Pushing open the door, Anchen returned to his room.

It was quiet in the room.

Because of the location of the room, the sunlight at this time can not be found in the room. The lights weren't turned on, and the light in the room was a little dim. The light casts the shape of a window on the floor.

"Sand." Sitting quietly by the window, Anchen looked at the wall in front of him. On the wall, her shadow was watching her steadily.

After a long time, she slowly pulled out the black knife that had been by her side since she woke up. She never knew where the black knife came from or why it was brought to her, and she asked Zeroth, but Zeroth never told her why.

The blade was a little chilly, and the dark surface did not reflect any light, as if it was blending into the shadows, silently. But in that dream, An Chen remembered a few days ago, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in the dream and the figure composed of interlaced black lines.

The guy said it would help her regain her memory.

An Chen stared at the black knife, and actually had a strange resonance with the blade. Black ripples vibrated in the air.

An Chen bit his lip and said, "You, are you there?" ”

The air was astringent, and a solemn breath enveloped the air in the room, as if time had stood still. follow

Later, in Anchen's eyes, the space collapsed, or the real world collapsed. Cracks spread around the space, crawling all over the space in the blink of an eye.

"Bang."

A soft sound sounded in my ears, like a finger, gently flicking on the glass that was about to shatter.

"Kra Ola ······" The sound of shattering crept from far and near, from light to heavy. In the end, the space finally could no longer be supported, and in the shaking and trembling, it collapsed with a bang.

Anchen felt that he had fallen, heading towards a pitch-black "valley bottom" from a height. Until she fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

She was no longer in the room, it was pitch black all around, and the air smelled of blood.

Anchen couldn't see his surroundings clearly, but he could feel a disgusting stickiness beneath him.

"Bang!" A beam of white light lit up from above, with Anchen as the center, illuminating a circle.

Looking down at him, the viscous liquid was a pool of blood-red plasma that had solidified.

"Did you figure it out?"

A very kind voice, and then the black lines were intertwined, and in the darkness outside the light, a figure sat there, sitting on a corpse, looking at Anchen in the light.

"You said, my memory, is with you." An Chen frowned slightly.

Looking at An Chen's vigilant gaze, the human figure casually spread his hands and stood up: "It seems that you are ready." As he spoke, he turned and walked into the darkness deep in, "Come with me." It walked and looked back at Anchen, as if smiling: "Go and get to know yourself." ”

···

Standing in place, An Chen's hand tightened, looking at the figure that was already a little unclear in the depths of the darkness, her eyes were cold, and she followed. Stepping out of the light, he rushed into the darkness.

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In reality, An Chen did not change, just sat silently on the edge of the bed, staring at the black knife in his palm with empty eyes, motionless. The clock ticked by from early morning to dusk afternoon. The light poured into the room through the railing in front of the window, and yes, the room was dappled with light and shadow.

I don't know how long it took, An Chen's eyes moved. An invisible aura emanated from her body. It's not very obvious, if it's nothing, but it carries with it a creepy danger. It's like being held to the throat with a cold dagger.

"Sand." Anchen raised his head, and there was something more in his eyes that he didn't have. Her eyes became complex, with an indescribable feeling, and her body seemed to be a little more condensed.

The power of runes has broken through to level 10 and comprehended a new skill: hallucination.

Hallucination, Active Skill, Current Level (Level 1): Initial Enhancement of Mental Power, can be proficient in the use of low-level illusions, and the effective time is determined according to the ratio of the user's mental power to the enemy, with a minimum judgment time of one second. Cooldown: 20 seconds. Also unlocks the passive skill Psychedelic. Believe me, the line between reality and fantasy is always unclear.

Psychedelic: All units gain +20 (Friendly) opinion of the user. You always give the feeling of closeness.

An Chen didn't show any emotions because of his breakthrough, but just glanced at the knife in his hand indifferently.

He sighed softly and withdrew the knife from his waist. The figure in the black knife did what it was supposed to do, and then it dissipated.

In the space of the knife, in addition to the breakthrough, she also finally found the memories she wanted, those things that should have been forgotten. Who is she and where does she come from······

It was like a dream, and now, she's awake.

In the dream she had a carefree life, and in the dream she had a loved one. When I woke up from the dream, I realized that everything was just a made up lie.

Anchen stood up, walked to the window, opened it, and took away the dull air in the room.

The rain that stopped late last night has not completely dried up, and the windowsill is still stained with rain and dew. An Chen stretched out his finger and stuck a drop of water, the water bead trembled on her finger, half a sound, or slipped off her fingertips.

("Zelas, you're not leaving, you're leaving. ”

"No, it won't."

"Guaranteed."

"Well, I promise······" ）

Holding his hands around his chest, Anchen leaned lightly against the window, his long black hair swayed slightly, and he looked sideways at the crimson street.

"Fucking Life······"

"Bang bang." There was a knock on the door.

Who will come at this time......

An Chen's afterglow glanced at the door and frowned. But he said lazily and casually, "Here we are."

The person outside the door was not Zelas, and it didn't feel the same.

"Who?" Anchen opened the door.

"Hmm." A strange man stood in the doorway, dressed in unusually ostentatious golden armor, undisguised, and holding a scepter in his hand. Wearing the helmet of the falcon on his head: "Is Zelas here?" ”

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Hawkers,I've received everyone's wishes.,But there's really no need to put it on the shelves.,Tower reading has made me deeply tortured this time.,I can't rest well at night.。 I'm really more used to writing stories like this now. It's good to be able to tell a story well, and I haven't even done that yet.