There was no end in sight to the beautiful plains, and when I suddenly looked back, there was a two-story house on the lawn that had just been empty.

It is so beautiful, as if it was restored by the poet from a fairy tale.

The pale yellow exterior walls, red tiles, and pale green doors and windows that echo the flowers and plants, and children's graffiti paintings are still left on the walls.

The small garden in front of the door is also filled with a variety of flowers, which sway gently in the breeze and seem to beckon to people.

It was just a hallucination, but Cesare felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had been here before, and as if something that had been deeply buried in the depths of his memory had been quietly awakened again.

Although he knew that he couldn't fall too deep in the hallucination, some indescribable emotion in his heart controlled his steps and wanted to step forward to take a look, blinking suspiciously, and slowly leaning over tentatively.

And every time Cesare took a step closer to the house, it seemed to be farther away from Cesare, as if he was forever keeping his distance, never going to get there.

Cesare quickened his pace, and the house grew farther and farther away from him, until Cesare began to run, and lunged in the direction of the house, when suddenly the house that was far away came to him, and Cesare grabbed the window edge on the outside of the first floor.

Can't figure out why...... Since it was a hallucination, Cesare didn't think much about it, and looked through the window inside the house.

In the window is the dining room of the house, with rough stone walls with warm tapestries and hand-embroidery, tables and chairs hand-carved from wood, and chairs covered with soft cushions.

The bright flame in the stove exudes a warm glow, making the whole room feel intimate and warm.

A very young boy sat at the dining table, with a fleshy face and big eyes, and at a very young age, he had slender eyebrows, and he was a little clear and beautiful.

The ten little fingers are always moving as if they are exploring the secrets of this world, but they are very cute, but they are ......

The more Cesare looked at the child, the more familiar it felt, and there was an indescribable sense of strangeness.

At the other end of the restaurant, a beautiful pregnant woman with blond hair walks towards a young boy with a plate of baked apples.

Her blonde hair was gently draped over her shoulders, curled slightly and shining softly, and just looking at the woman made Cesare feel soft and comfortable, with an indescribable warmth.

The woman's face is full of doting smiles, her eyes are bright and deep, and she wears a loose long dress with a very light color, even though her belly is already large, but the woman still maintains a beautiful posture and has a kind of beauty unique to motherhood.

Cesare looked at the ...... Suddenly she looked like her own sister Closia...... It's as familiar and intimate as your own relatives......

Then, Cesare seemed to realize something.

Watching the blonde pregnant woman gently kiss the little boy's forehead, her eyes full of warm doting, the memory was awakened in Cesare's mind, and he remembered where it was, and that the boy was himself when he was a child.

And the woman ...... It's his own mother...... The mother who had long since left him.

Even though he knew it was a hallucination, Cesare couldn't help but want to cry, so much time had passed since his mother's death, and he almost forgot what his mother looked like, they seemed to be talking something, but Cesare couldn't hear it outside the window.

He wanted to shout, but the people in the hallucination were equally unaware of his presence, and the memories of life were full of excitement, and the deceased relatives were still in their former home, but there was no longer a place for Cesare.

He didn't understand if the hallucinations of an infected mycelium would remind him of a long-forgotten past, if it was a pity for him, or if it was another vicious prank......

Cesare didn't understand, he only knew that his heart was burning like a pain now, he thought of this room, he remembered this sea of flowers, all of which were beautiful things he had once had.

But the pain of never going back to what you once had is the most painful and unbearable.

Suddenly, a hand pressed on Cesare's shoulder.

Looking back, he saw that the man who was always haunted by the hallucination was standing behind him again......

It was Claudius, the head of the circus, and the man whose heart had been crushed by his own hands suddenly appeared in this beautiful memory, only this time.

He changed out of the circus' comical outfit and wore an aristocratic gown, still wearing a scarf around his face to cover his misshapen mouth.

Without the annoying top hat, his hair was as black as Cesare's, and he was apologizing for his sudden visit.

If it weren't for his presence, Cesare would have forgotten that it was just an illusion.

"Why are you ...... again?" Cesare's voice was weak, perhaps because he was used to it, or perhaps he was too absorbed in the memory of his mother to pay attention to this guy.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you." Claudius smiled, and when Cesare ignored him, he slowly walked to Cesare's side and looked in the window with Cesare.

"Your sister hasn't been born yet?" Claudius asked, his tone much softer than before.

Cesare didn't want to respond, but his heart melted little by little as he saw the kind appearance of his mother in his memory, and finally nodded silently. Claudius, as if understanding his feelings, patted Cesare on the shoulder in a reassuring gesture.

"It's not easy, even though I'm pregnant, I still have to take care of things big and small at home." Claudius seemed to think of something and took a cool breath. "What about your biological father? Isn't he at home? ”

"I haven't seen my father a few times since I was born...... I kept treating him as if he was dead. Cesare said, with sadness in his eyes.

"My mother has been in poor health since she was pregnant with her sister, and there is a maid and an old housekeeper at home, who said that my father arranged to take care of my mother...... This way he can concentrate on his own business. ”

Looking at the window in the window, I interacted with my mother affectionately when I was a child, and my mother fed baked apples into her mouth one by one, and then picked herself up with a big belly and bit the tip of her nose with love on her face.

"How beautiful it looks." Claudius touched the window lightly and sighed.

"When I was a child, I only had a smelly cellar, and if my mother loved her daughter as much as your mother, chances would I not end up like I am now." Claudius smiled wryly, then turned to Cesare again.

And such a happy memory...... Why did you force yourself afterward...... To forget about it? ”