MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 135
who am I?
Sublimating it to a philosophical level is a rather difficult question to answer. Philosophers at all times and in all over the world have racked their brains, thinking about self-superego, self and non-self, and so on, but there is still no conclusion. "Who am I" can be called one of the ultimate philosophical questions, but on the other hand, it is a very easy question to answer for ordinary people who don't know much about it.
After the period when children can't distinguish themselves from the outside world, everyone can tell the answer. Names, children of So-and-so and So-and-so, where they live, and so on. One of the easiest to understand is appearance. In the modern age where mirrors and selfie lenses are everywhere, everyone knows what they look like (although they may add filters to themselves).
Of course Anxu knew it too.
you know?
She looked in the mirror, and the person in the mirror looked at her, a young woman with light blond hair that was naturally curly, pale as the color of light. Her eyes are the same color as her hair, round and round, and when put together with her plump and pleasant face, she looks much younger than her actual age. An Xu blinked, and the person in the mirror blinked too, so she felt invisible sweat slowly sliding down her scalp.
An Xu is an ordinary Asian, with black hair and black eyes. His appearance can only be said to be pleasing to the eye after being cleaned up, and he cannot be found among the crowd. There are no special features on her face that people can remember, and her face is so unpopular that it becomes an alternative feature. An Xu still remembers the dark circles and bags under her eyes that would be left on her face after staying up all night, but she doesn't remember the whole face growing into What's up.
An Xu jumped off the chair, ran to the cabinet in a few steps, opened the cabinet door, and rummaged through her photo album. She remembered that there should be an old photo album with her own photos in it. However, I don't know if I remembered it wrong or something, I searched the cabinet upside down, and there was nothing in it that she was looking for. She stared at the messy cabinet, trying to recall her own face, but only had a vague concept in her mind. She turned her head to look in the mirror again, her face in the mirror didn't change a bit.
That's Anna. Sullivan's face was also her own.
Compared with An Xu's ordinary life of more than 20 years, Chen Keshan, as Anna. Sullivan's life is obviously more vivid and exciting, leaving more traces, although the reason why it is so exciting is that Anxu did not take it seriously. "Do you really think so?" Chris's voice echoed in her head, deafening, like a blow to the head.
Neither is true.
Anyway, apart from you, I don't have much nostalgia for that world.
"I don't like the world, I only like you", "I love you more than the whole world", these words are very beautiful as love words, but if you think about them with a mind that is not dazzled by love, you can find that they are fundamentally Language disorder. How can it be possible not to love the world, but only to love someone? The loved one is also part of the "world" in which he or she was born, because the world slowly became what it is now. No one lives in a vacuum, and it is simply impossible to completely remove traces of a certain world from a certain person.
What's more, does An Xu really have no nostalgia for that world?
She is free to do as she pleases, and she also devotes herself to playing her role, devoting time, energy and effort (although it can't be less than most lords) to transform Yamenan and build a stable refuge under her rule. Anxu hated those stupid people, sympathized with those unfortunate victims, respected those who worked hard to improve the environment, and loved those close to him. Positive or negative, moody and shifty or not, these emotions are thrown into that land of love and hate, **** more and more day by day.
After wearing the costume for more than ten years, many parts have grown on the body. What's more, on this stage without a script, most of what An Xu showed was her nature, but this nature was magnified because of no one's control.
"Anxu..." Chris said, his articulation was a bit inaccurate, but Anxu had no intention of correcting him at this time. The knight called her name, paused, and said with a smile: "Let's call her Ann, it's just a title to me. Ann, look at me."
There was something in his voice that calmed Anxu down—she always thought that the knight was very suitable as a criminal police officer, the kind who was responsible for putting blankets on the victims of the incident, serving a cup of hot milk, and telling them "you are safe" role, she never thought that such a careful and comforting comfort would fall on her head one day. Chris' voice was as gentle as a cup of hot tea, and he said, "It's okay, whether it's reality or a dream, it doesn't matter."
In the end, Chris couldn't bear to wake An Xu up.
"It's not true what you said before, so it doesn't matter," he said chattyly, "Then it doesn't matter if you go back? I want to go back. It's a bit dangerous outside, but Ann, you are very strong, and I am not weak. We can Overcome that little problem. I promise, as long as you get through the little setbacks outside, you can go back. There are many people waiting for us. How do you know you can’t do it if you don’t try? Even if you fail, you just change your life.”
An Xu looked at him, the handsome knight sitting on the messy bed in her house, next to the PS3 controller, game posters pasted behind him, and comic character models on the shelf, it was a perfect dream for her.
"I once met a blind veteran who was dying and not afraid. His comrades were sad about it, and he made us happy. He said that death was just the beginning of another adventure." Rees said, "Maybe that's true? No dead person has ever returned to tell us what the afterlife is like. Maybe everyone wakes up in a different bed and finds themselves a different person, living a different life." Another life. Are we awake or dreaming, who knows? I may just be a character in your dreams, but at this moment, I feel alive, so…"
Chris held out his hand to her, palm up.
"Come on, Ann," he said, blushing a little, as if he wasn't used to such invitations, "would you like to join me in this adventure?"
An Xu felt that being proposed on one knee was probably nothing more than that.
Her heart beat like a drum, and her blood rushed upwards, but the emotions agitating in her heart were not related to love. Chris is like a bridge, a glue, an anchor, a light, and she loves him more than just him... How should I put it, he is an inspiration, he is a companion.
Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou? It doesn't matter anymore.
Anshu took Chris's hand.
"I would," she said.
I am willing to walk with you to the end, whether this is a dream or reality. The decision An Xu made at this moment was not only to go out with Chris, but also her determination to live in the future: if she could return to Yamenan, then from this moment on, she would live a down-to-earth life.
…Alas, wouldn’t it be better not to mention the forbidden sentence of going back to my hometown to get married?
When An Xu had enough sense of humor to complain about the situation of self-reliance flag, her room disappeared silently.
There was no sound when the illusionary world was shattered. It was actually very small, as small as a house. The street they had been to just now no longer existed when they left. The window of Anxu’s room can see the calm environment outside, but in fact there is no “outside” at all. The window is like a painting, or in the game map background.
Many people have this question when they are young: When I am not watching, does this world still exist? — In "this world," the answer is that it doesn't exist.
They were once again exposed to a violent storm of energy when the final set, titled "Ansy's Room," disappeared. An Xu flew aside unexpectedly, and Chris grabbed her.
The feeling of grabbing Anxu is like grabbing the storm itself, Anxu didn't mean to hurt him, but who can touch the storm unscathed? The closer he got to Anxu, the more Chris felt the pain of being torn apart. His soul was crumbling in this violent energy tide, as if it would be torn in half the next moment.
An Xu quickly realized that touching Chris did not cause her pain, on the contrary, getting close to Chris gave her an outlet for the violent energy in her spiritual realm. She could feel that Chris's situation was getting worse and worse. It was only a moment when the balloon burst. At this critical moment, An Xu made a decisive decision and mobilized all his mental power.
She pulled back the chaotic force rushing towards Chris into her body.
They are like two pools, pumping and draining into each other at the same time. This sounds as funny as the math problem of "Xiao Ming pours XX liters of water into the swimming pool every hour, drains XX liters, and the volume of the pool is XX liters. How long will it take?", but speed up this process by thousands of times, and set A very precise, explosive capacity when overloaded, which makes it very dangerous.
The spirits of both of them are hovering near the limit of endurance. It is not difficult to keep themselves alive, but neither of them can tolerate the result of the other party not surviving safely. Once this process begins, it cannot be ended, and a small mistake may cause overload on both sides.
In the outside world, after more than ten hours of continuous rescue and several times of near-death, the doctors' operation has reached the most critical moment. The two people on the operating table were weak and dying for unknown reasons just now, and now they are suddenly hyperactive, and the sudden swelling of flesh and blood is literally blowing out. The doctors had to retreat immediately to prevent themselves from being grown into the two lumps of flesh and blood.
Count Anna needs to cut the flesh, the chief knight needs to cut and transfuse. The latter did not have as much energy as the former. After a few rounds of "sickness", the doctors discovered that the person who assumed the carrier of Earl Anna was not just overloaded with energy. He gets too much energy, grows out of control, and rampant growth will consume more energy than he gets. If things go on like this, the chief knight will either die from overload, or die from over-weakness.
They surrounded them again after a blowout, and they suddenly discovered that, unlike before, this time the two lumps of flesh and blood grew together, and they couldn't tell each other apart for a while, and they couldn't find a place where they could drop their knives.
The doctors looked at each other, and the chief surgeon gestured for the doctors to stop first.
They saw two humanoid lumps of flesh tangled together, beating like hearts. Gradually, two heartbeats merged into one.
The spiritual core in Anxu's heart was tightly attached to the piece of meat he had scooped out from the fire bird. The spiritual core was always like a greedy snake, constantly tearing at the meteorite fragments in the meat. The more successfully it devoured, the worse Anxu's condition would be, because she simply didn't have the stomach to digest so much energy. The fragment of the meteorite was like a piece of meat stuck in her throat. It couldn't move up and down, and it almost choked her to death.
Then Chris joined in.
A new battery was connected to the circuit, and the board that was about to burn out was given a chance to breathe. Energy began to flow towards Chris. If Anxu allowed him to be exploded, most of the energy that could not be absorbed on the corpse would return to the original path. Like other failed carriers, it would not be able to bring Anxu out of the sea of suffering. When Anxu worked hard to support Chris, she accidentally saved herself.
After an unknown number of cycles, their circuit was established.
The energy is no longer a torrent of wanton jets, they are channeled into the canal, flowing between Anshi and Chris. Under restraint, the turbulent potential energy gradually no longer arbitrarily impacted the spirits of the two, and it began to distribute the proportion according to their respective endurance, and flow back and forth.
The pieces of meat no longer swell.
There were exclamations one after another under the thick mask, and the two lumps of flesh slowly shrank, changing slowly with each heartbeat. It was like slowing down the onset process and rewinding it. Ten minutes later, there were only two people left on the bed.
Earl Anna's skin was as fair as milk, and the chief knight's skin was wheat-colored, and there was no scar on their bodies. Their eyes were closed, their chests rose and fell gently, and their hands were tightly held together. They are still glued to the palms, and the energy in the flesh and blood circulates between the two of them through this place.
The chief surgeon, Alva, took a deep breath.
It was dusk when An Xu woke up, her eyelids trembled and opened in the setting sun. At the same time, Chris also opened his eyes, and they subconsciously looked around and smiled at each other.
However, this is not the time for a two-person world. The nurse in the ward immediately rang the bell, and a bunch of doctors rushed in, drawing blood and measuring the heartbeat. They tested for a long time like an enemy before letting them go. Alva sent the good news that they were temporarily out of danger, and arbitrarily forbade anyone to visit him. "You guys need to rest, we'll talk about it later." He said firmly.
"Thank you." An Xu said sincerely, "I'll send you a pennant of rejuvenation when I'm ready."
Alva glanced at An Xu, always feeling that something was different, and he couldn't say it if he really wanted to. "Thank you!" Chris also said: "The spiritual world is indeed very unimaginable, and I will write a report for you later."
"There is nothing to thank, thank you for your efforts. I really want to thank me, you should use your brains more before rushing to the danger." Alva rubbed his brows and said, "It can also save me worry and live longer several years."
The words came out of the doctor's mouth, and everyone was stunned after speaking. For a blunt-mouthed guy like Alva, this sentence was already too intimate, so intimate that Alva himself looked as if someone touched his neck with a cold hand in winter, and his whole body became stiff.
"Of course!" An Xu said with a smile, "I know that Alva loves us the most!"
The chief medical officer saw that his hair was about to stand on end, he explained a few words incoherently, and fled with his medical records in his folder.
The rest of the people in the ward looked at each other after Alva left, and burst into a burst of imageless laughter. All the shadows and hesitation left in this laughter, leaving only the two of them alive and kicking.
"He actually ran away!" An Xu wiped away the tears from his laughter, "Oh my God, this is the first time I've seen Tsundere in real life! Well, what I mean is that the mouth is too upright... in order to hide shyness, he will deliberately put on arrogance The kind of person with a vicious face. Does being said to be a good person detract from his dignity as a 'fearful doctor'?"
"It's also the first time I've seen Mr. Alva like this." Chris smiled in surprise, with an expression on his face that he could see everything after living for a long time.
"Have you known Alva for a long time?" An Xu said, "Actually, I wanted to ask the first time you met, but no one answered me."
"It was very early, about thirty years ago."
"Huh? How old is Chris?"
"thirty-one."
"What? You've known him since you were a baby?"
"He is my mother. Although our relationship is not close."
"...??"
An Xu looked at Chris dully, as if he had returned to the time when he just heard that Alva had made a cannon. She looked at the beautiful blond knight, thought for a while about the blond doctor who was a little older but still very beautiful, and felt that at this time, she said, "It's so dangerous! I almost got a mother and a child... Bah bah" or "Your mother is so beautiful, you are worthy of your mother" Or "Your mother is a cheater" are quite inappropriate.
So she said, "I rely on it."
Dr. Alva blocked them from outside harassment, but they couldn't calm down and lay down to sleep. Whether it's Anxu or Chris, both of them are extremely energetic both physically and mentally.
"Why did you lie to me back then? I thought it wasn't you." An Xu asked suddenly.
"Prince Ronald wants to plot rebellion. I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Chris said frankly, feeling a little embarrassed to say it. Thinking about what he had seen and heard over the years, he obviously couldn't get involved with Anxu—Anxu himself was in the rebellion. Run wildly on the road.
"Where did you implicate me!" Sure enough, An Xu said, "If you had told me, I would have rebelled with you. Sigh, what I hate the most is to hide it for the sake of others, resulting in a bunch of bad consequences. Misunderstood dozens of episodes or hundreds of thousands of words, this kind of story is the most annoying. If I were in those works, I would have to spoil it at the beginning.”
"But it turns out that Prince Ronald is not a good boss either." Chris said, "Also, if we had chosen this way at the time, there would not be the current Spring City."
An Xu didn't refute, and when they looked back, they all felt that this journey full of coincidences was quite miraculous. When the recruits of the patrol team meet the little girl in the manor, when the young man who is about to join the army talks with the girl who has been favored by the gods in the tree, who can think of the future like the present?
Anxu was very happy to build half of Yamenan into what it is now, and he was also very happy to meet Chris. Her experience in Yamenan was like another life. Although it was not perfect, she didn't want to start all over again.
They talked for a long time that night, talking about many, many things. For example, Chris's life after they broke up (they talked about Chris's life before they met in the former Alingu grove), such as Chris's tasteless abilities; Things in mind when making a decision, such as An Xu's life in another world, and everything in another world. After talking, Chris no longer has Anxu's vigilance, and Anxu finally has another person here, who can share the world outside the dream and the real self.
It wasn't an entirely pleasant process, with reminiscing about old times, talking nonsense, and discussing more serious topics, such as gods and the favored ones. They analyzed the scenes they encountered in the spiritual realm, and talked about every dream that An Xu had that "does not belong to her". An Xu put away his casual attitude and analyzed it carefully, and found that this matter was quite logical.
God cast down authority in response to the meteor shower falling from the sky. The branch of this world came from a meteor shower, and meteorites brought alien beasts, superpowers and ABOs to the ordinary medieval. The giant bird is one of the lucky ones. Its wings are inlaid with meteorite fragments, so its abilities are extraordinarily powerful.
This meteorite fragment is now in Anxu's heart.
Anxu's original spiritual core absorbed half of the meteorite fragments, and the other half of the energy was shattered and entered Chris's body during the cycle. They can sense each other, just like An Xu felt the birds before. "Now you can also be called God's Blessed." An Xu found it interesting, "God's Blessed Chris."
After dawn, after the doctor is willing to let people go, they will try to see how far Chris' new power has developed. Chris first learned how to hide himself from Anxu. He was much more cautious than Anxu, always worried about the enemies who hadn't jumped out of the water yet.
God's favored Noah went somewhere, and they all felt that he would not leave so easily. The giant bird that brought the seasonal beast tide will never come back again, but besides the dream of flying, there is another dream. Is the existence in that dream still alive? Anxu and Chris divided up the meteorite fragments. If they replace the effect of the giant bird, there will be a wave of beasts wherever they stay, which is a very bad trouble. The energy of the crystal nucleus, spirit nucleus, and meteorite, etc., besides exploring by himself, most of them have to be studied by Alva. God bless them, they didn't make the doctor angry just now.
But that's all for tomorrow.
An Xu climbed onto Chris' hospital bed and lay down next to him. In addition to worrying about the country and the people with him, An Xu inevitably got distracted and thought about more petty things. She thought, this is the first time I have formally dated someone, when will I find a chance to go on a date?
Things that are not taken seriously are always enjoyment and play. When you really make a decision, are willing to respect each other, and are willing to take responsibility for such a choice, love really begins.
The next morning, the whole of Yamenan got a big news. His Majesty the King was paralyzed due to illness, and passed the throne to the little prince who was only three years old, Queen Eve and Prime Minister Roland as regents.
