235 Catherine or Anne?

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Early the next morning, Alan and Marcus walked out of their dorm room and stretched.

Because Catherine is a girl, the two vacate the old office and let her sleep alone.

Suddenly, Alan and Marcus saw a girl in a powder blue dress behind them, standing slim in front of them. The two didn't react for a while, whose girl is this?

The girl in front of her was about fourteen or fifteen years old. Compared to the twenties in the class, she has a little bit of childishness.

"Youโ€”You areโ€”" Alan looked at the girl with some incredulity, and had some answers in his heart, but he was not sure.

"Teacher Allen, I'm Catherine, don't you know me?" It turned out that the child who grew up in front of him overnight was the orphan they took in last night - Catherine.

"Kay, Catherine?" Marcus stared at Catherine in amazement, his face full of disbelief. I walked around her for a while, and then said, "Well, the face is a little similar, but it's this body..."

In the face of a tens of thousands of years old virgin who has never been married, it is still difficult to forget the three points and the line when he sees a beautiful girl. Marcas's so-called figure is a terrifying development overnight.

The convex place is convex, and the concave place is concave. The standard 'S' shape body attracts people's attention, causing two older virgins to look at it directly...

"I... Iโ€”" Catherine knew what was going on in her body, and she had no way of knowing her sudden growth. When it will develop and when it will stop, there is no way to know...

And Allen's gaze was fixed on Catherine's face. At this time, Catherine reappeared alive and one Anne. If she hadn't known her name, Alan would have called her by the wrong name.

Alan looked at Catherine's gaze, full of tenderness. If it weren't for being on another planet, he might really mistake Catherine in front of him for Anne.

"Brother Allen..."Marcus had seen Anne, fourteen or fifteen years old, exactly like Catherine in front of her. He knew that Eren must be thinking too much, trying to comfort him.

Alan knew Marcas's kindness, smiled and moved away from Catherine's body, looked at Marcus and said, "It's okay." โ€

"Mr. Allen, Mr. Marcus, are we going to class?" With a smile on her face, Catherine reminds Alan and Marcus not to forget about business, because their minds have broken down.

"Oh, oh! yes! We're going to class. Marcus immediately retracted his thoughts and looked at Catherine with a smile, not letting a child wait for him.

"Hmm. Eren calmed down and went to the classroom with the two.

At this time, the children had already arrived at the cave classroom as promised, and as usual, they greeted Alan and Marcus very cordially. But when she saw Catherine, she snorted coldly.

"Every magician needs to have enough control ability, not only to control the amount of magical energy, but also to control their own mind. to enable oneself to fully master magic for the benefit of society..."

"We all need to respect the people who are under the same starry sky, whether they are magicians or not. Even if he is an ordinary citizen, he should protect them..."

"Meditation is the first step in a magician's cultivation. It requires us to close our eyes and breathe in the air around us. Then slowly relax your mind and go out into nature..."

"Slowly, you will feel that something is approaching you. Close to your skin... Attached to the surface of the skin... Dance merrily... giggles..."

"That's the magic elves. Let them be good friends with you, and gradually let them come into themselves. Eventually transform them into magical energy and enter the depths of the dantian..."

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After a hard day of teaching, Alan and Marcus cooked dinner for the three of them. Successfully taught the first stage of the wizard to the children, and the task of the two was completed.

For what happened in the morning, Allen's heart was already churning. While it's still early, he begins to turn to Marcus for answers...

"How did Catherine grow up, you say?" asked Allen, puzzled.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Marcas replied weakly with his hands on his back, "It is appalling that a child can grow from a five-year-old to a fifteen-year-old overnight!"

"Yes!" said Alan in agreement, "I'm afraid, only the Supreme God can explain." โ€

Remembering what happened on the Divine Netherworld, Alan and Anne broke through from the Wizard realm to the Dharma Saint realm overnight. No one can do it except the Most High God.

"Well, only the Most High God can do such a thing. "Marcus blames everything he can't explain to the Most High God, because he can't explain it.

"Butโ€”" Alan thought for a moment, but still said the question in his heart: "How can Catherine look so much like Sister Anne?"

Marcas turned his head, knowing what Alan meant by asking, and comforted: "Brother Allen, don't think too much, there are so many planes in the universe, and there are too many people who look the same. Perhaps, it's just a little bit like that..."

Marcas could only comfort Alan in this way, because he didn't want Alan to blame Anne for Anne's death again. Now that man is gone, why let the past hurt him?

"Maybeโ€”" Alan closed his eyes, prevaricating his heart with the reason Marcus had said. But when you close your eyes, it's all Annie's figure, lingering...

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It was night, and Alan couldn't sleep.

In my mind, scenes of being with Sister Anne kept playing. In the corner of his eye, there was a trace of tears.

That gentle and lovely, never publicity, obscure, considerate girl, died alive in front of Allen.

She loved him so much that she listened to him for everything, never against his will.

He loved her so much that he never forgot it wherever he went, and went home to make her happy.

Crying and crying, the sad Alan fell asleep...

In a drowsiness, Alan seemed to see some different pictures:

A young girl giggles, running on the endless grassland, a smile on her face...

"Brother Allen, you're chasing me!"

That girl is the 'Sister Anne' that Alan has been thinking about for a long time. On the green meadows, running happily...

"You can't catch up with me. โ€

'Annie' continued to giggle as a hand reached out to Alan. Alan tried to grab it, but found that there was always some distance.

"Brother Allen, hurry up!"

'Annie' ran towards the uphill slope and found infinite light ahead. Just as Alan was about to catch up uphill, a sudden ray of light swallowed Anne...

"Ahh

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"Sister Annie... Sister Annie!" Alan woke up in his sleep, and found that he had only had a dream of joy and surprise, sweating profusely to prove his nervousness.

"What's wrong, Brother Allen?" Marcas, who was snoring like thunder, was awakened by Alan's sudden shout. Rubbing his fishy eyes, he found that he was having a nightmare.

"It's fine, just a strange dream. Alan calmed down for a moment, as if nothing happened, and thought about it, "You say, could Catherine be Anne?"

Dizzy...

Marcus closed his eyes speechlessly, thinking that Alan was already sleepy, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about his sister Anne with great interest.

Hey, ask what is the situation in the world, and the straight teach people to live and die!

Speaking of which, Ellen suddenly thought of something. He sat up from the bed and pulled Makas, who was about to sleep, up: "The Most High God once said that there is a way to resurrect Anne. If Catherine really is Anne, do you think the Most High God will be resurrected in any special way?"

Marcus looked at Alan speechlessly, his body was already exhausted after being tossed by him all night. Perfunctorily said: "Well, it's possible. โ€

"Wow, could it be that Catherine is Anne? Alan heard what he wanted and became even more interested.

Marcus thought he could stop Alan's fantasies, but he didn't expect to get angry and successfully aroused Alan's endless fantasy of resurrecting Anne...

"Or maybe Sister Anne died in the realm of the gods, but not completely, but only partially?" Alan continued to use his imagination, hoping to create a bond between the two.

"Brother Allen, let's go to bed first! I have to teach the students tomorrow!" Marcas has fully adapted to the role of a teacher, and never forgets his duties.

"Okay, let's sleep. Allen's heart was balanced, and there was a smile on his face in the darkness. He seemed to see the light of the resurrection of Sister Anne again, and fell asleep.

Marcus glanced at Alan speechlessly, he was tossed by this kid all night, but he immediately fell asleep. But who can really know the mind of the Most High God?

All along, Alan had been looking forward to finding a way to resurrect Sister Anne. Catherine's appearance rekindled his hope. But he was afraid of being hurt again, so he repeatedly received comfort from Marcas.

However, the world is unpredictable, and Alan always feels bottomless. But Catherine's appearance is so strange that it is difficult for him not to be associated with the resurrection of Sister Anne.

With endless thoughts, Alan fell into a deep sleep. didn't know that Catherine, who was hiding outside the door of the two, was secretly listening to the two talking. Although she didn't understand it very well, she knew from the tone of the two teachers that this matter must be related to herself...