"Perhaps, this is a different kind of reincarnation, an ability that is unique to my brother."

"The same flower blooms in different worlds. Whether it's you or me, we know the same person."

Xu Moli made the final conclusion.

The tone is complex.

For her, this was a good thing, as it meant that her brother remembered her completely.

But looking at the witch opposite him, the witch whom he had personally sent to his brother, Xu Moli couldn't be happy again.

She was the one who came first...

She was obviously the first...

If she had been more decisive...

Xu Moli suddenly fell silent.

There is both guilt for what happened back then and uneasiness about the current developments.

She was a little unsure whether to stick with her original plan and wait until her true self came to reunite with her brother.

Repeat in hesitation.

In hesitation.

Finally, Xu Moli's figure slowly disappeared in front of Krisa, and his consciousness returned to his body, falling into long thought.

Krisha's sudden appearance successfully interrupted the fairy's original plan.

"Strange person..."

“But he is indeed a kind person.”

Standing in the universe for a long time.

The witch gave such an evaluation.

She is a witch with indifferent emotions, a shadow that cannot survive without the sun. She cannot understand or agree with Xu Moli's attitude of caring about her but hesitating to meet her.

now.

The mentor's problem has been solved, and the witch decides to continue to stay with the mentor.

"Buzz——" the space vibrates.

Krisa took a step forward with the magic wand in hand, and the space and time around her changed. When she stabilized again, she had returned to Xu Xi's room from the vast universe.

On the bed, Xu Xi was protected in the magic barrier and was sleeping soundly.

The witch stared at that face for a long time.

It seems to be recording, it seems to be recalling.

Only when the sun showed signs of rising did she take the small wooden chair, quietly disappear into the ripples of space, and return to the room that Xu Xi had chosen for her.

The witch didn't want to leave a bad impression on Xu Xi.

Not wanting to be seen by Xu Xi, he sneaked in even though he was clearly not allowed to enter the room.

"May you be well, Mentor..."

The indifferent and ethereal farewell echoed and dissipated in the air.

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Dreams are silent, like a silent abyss.

Dreams are magnificent and full of colorful fantasies.

After lying on the soft bed, Xu Xi's consciousness quickly sank, and he fell layer by layer in a fuzzy state until he fell into the hazy and illusory dream world.

It was white and boundless, like a huge, crooked white cloud.

Is this really a dream?

Xu Xi hesitated, he felt that his consciousness was very clear. Rather than dreaming, it was more like Yuanying was in a state of meditation and communication with the world.

"What on earth is this..."

Just when Xu Xi was confused.

In the vast blank world like the sea of ​​stars, colors begin to emerge quietly.

The colorful and mysterious dream reflects the reality of the soul and reveals a figure that is extremely familiar to Xu Xi.

It was snowing heavily.

The chill penetrates my bones.

It's winter in Black Rock City.

The pure white snowflakes look extremely beautiful in the mouths of the rich, but when they fall on the shoulders of the poor, even the lightest bit will turn into a heavy burden.

"Brother, why haven't you come back yet..."

The small figure huddled at the door of the wooden house.

With his two little hands covering his mouth, he kept blowing air on himself. From time to time, he would look towards the end of the road, as if waiting for something.

Even though the tip of her nose was frozen and numb.

Xu Xi was stunned: "Mo Li?"

He subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to brush away the snowflakes from the petite figure.

But this action.

But it changes the dream.

As the palms waved, the five-year-old girl grew up quickly, and turned into a frail girl of thirteen or fourteen, lying alone on the bed in the cave.

His eyes were lifeless and filled with tears, as if he had lost all hope.

"I'm sorry, brother..."

"It's Mo Li who is dragging you down..."

The fragment in front of you.

It seemed to be a simulated world that the Xu family was unaware of, with Xu Moli as the main perspective.

At that time, Xu Xi was still looking for medicine in the outside world. The sick girl woke up alone in the cave. Faced with the empty and deserted room and the weakness inside her body, she fell into deep self-blame.

I feel that I am a burden to the Xu family.

"It's okay," Xu Xi responded softly, even though he knew that this was a dream that would not provide any feedback.

Then, the dream continued to change.

The clouds and mist are rolling in, changing the world.

This time, what appears is no longer the scene of Xu Moli, but the story of a witch with long gray-silver hair who travels the world alone after Xu Xishou's death.

She walks in the corners of the world, and the corners of the world store her stories.

Like a ghost.

forgotten.

Walking alone into the unknown.

"Mentor, what should I do..." The confused witch looked up at the sky. The sun was scorching, but it was not the witch's sun.

She was at a loss, not knowing where to go.

In Xu Xi's silence, Krisa in the dream began to try to carry out the shared memories she and Xu Xi had.

She once dominated the world's dragon species and cultivated a bunch of colorful dragon blood grass.

She once traveled alone on the sea, watching the illusory rainbow falling but unable to touch it.

She once settled down briefly in a small town. In her only house, she filled it with Xu's daily necessities to create the illusion that the Xu family was still alive.

And try to do something that might be praised by the system.

"Teacher, look."

"I can use chopsticks well now..."

"It won't fall randomly like before..."

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At the quiet dining table.

The witch's fingers were no longer clumsy. She used chopsticks skillfully to pick up a piece of monster meat and put it into the empty bowl opposite.

The sun shines down heartlessly.

But it did not bring warmth to the witch.

She can only numb herself through this deception and provide herself with the motivation to move forward.

"Mo Li, Krisa..."

Dreams project the past.

In the real world, Xu Xi has reunited with the witch and is confident about his sister's safety.

But when faced with such scenes, his heart would still be touched.

The simulation is real.

Experience exists.

Stories between people create unique emotions.

These are unforgettable.

However, just when Xu Xi was feeling sad, the dream scenes surged again, and the images of Xu Moli and Krisa appeared at the same time.

Not in childhood, not in simulation.

But thoroughly.

The strong posture after the two simulations are completed.

"Ah?" Xu Xi was stunned. He saw his sister and students in the picture engaging in a fierce battle, which caused the stars to explode and the space to collapse.

The fighting becomes more and more fierce, and there seems to be a tendency to destroy the entire universe.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Xu Xi in the dream wanted to stop it.

But the turmoil of the battle was too great and swallowed him up completely.

The picture is broken.

Dizziness came over me.

In the slightly dazzling morning sunlight, Xu Xi opened his eyes, his face looking a little tired:

"Was it really just a dream?"

"However, in my current state, I shouldn't be having such bizarre dreams. Is this some kind of omen?"