Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

In the end, Wendy couldn't drink alcoholic beverages, and she put a pitiful expression on the edge of the table.

Zhongli smiled at him: "The wine you want to drink today should have been paid in advance."

Wendy immediately yelled and protested.

What "wine is the source of life", "Barbatos can't live without wine", "without wine, he will wither and die like Cecilia flowers", etc., the bard's clichés are a string after another out.

The air was suddenly filled with joy.

The big fish caught by Dadalia was divided into several pieces, and in the cooking competition between Xiang Ling and Chu Luye, it became a whole fish feast with all kinds of colors, flavors and flavors.

Dadalia is also mixed into the kitchen, adding a "extreme catch" with a winter flavor to the whole fish feast.

With many troublemakers and many interfering factors, there was no winner or loser in this cooking competition.

However, the outcome of the cooking competition does not affect everyone's joy of enjoying food.

This all-fish feast was a big hit.

The diluc special non-alcoholic drink that accompanies the meal adds an unforgettable sweetness to this unrepeatable whole fish feast.

After dinner, a group of people hurriedly cleared away the dishes.

After Dadalia tried to wash the dishes with a water blade and broke several plates, he was firmly expelled from the kitchen by the two masters of the kitchen.

Dadalia scratched at the door frame of the kitchen, trying to impress Chuluye with his eyes:

"No, buddy! Let me try again!"

Chu Luye pulled the kitchen door and shook his head firmly:

"no."

Wendy, who was watching the fun, laughed and hooked her hands, and let Dadalia let go with a breeze.

Chu Luye took the opportunity to cast a grateful look at Wendy, and then closed the kitchen door in front of Dadalia without hesitation.

Dadalia, who watched the kitchen door close in front of his nose, suddenly turned around and glared at Wendy.

Wendy turned her head nonchalantly:

"Oh, I didn't do anything."

Diluque, who watched the whole process with cold eyes, folded his arms and said nothing.

After a set of fights, mediation, and parting ways passed, the dinner came to a successful conclusion.

Only the world where Dadalia was injured was reached.

By the time Chu Luye finally cleaned up the dishes left over from dinner, it was getting late.

Sending Xiangling out of the kitchen in advance, Chu Luye, who contracted the rest of the aftermath work by himself, opened the kitchen door and walked out.

He covered his mouth and yawned and stretched.

Then I found that a group of people who should have all returned to their rooms had gathered in the living room.

Zhongli, Mandrill, Wendy, Dadalia, and Diluke, the five of them were sitting or standing in the living room, and they all looked up the moment Chu Luye came out of the corridor.

Five pairs of eyes of different colors focused on him.

Chuluye's half-stretched waist froze.

He put his hands down silently, and only then remembered that there was still a conversation between him and Mr. Zhongli that he hadn't explained.

But why, there are so many people here?

"Traveler."

Zhong Li nodded in greeting to him, and quickly answered Chu Luye's doubts.

"Because we know different things. In order to facilitate answering your questions, I have kept everyone here."

"If you have any questions, just ask them now."

"The old man is right."

Wendy nodded seriously, "Traveler, if you want to know anything, we will tell you."

Dadalia snorted: "You can ask me, I don't necessarily know less than them."

"I see."

Chu Luye nodded silently, in order to avoid Dadalia fighting with someone in the name of quarreling, he quickly found a seat among the crowd, sat down and prepared to speak.

Naturally, this location was next to Zhongli, very close to the armrest of the sofa that Mandrill was sitting on.

Zhong Li thoughtfully moved to the side, making room for Chu Luye.

Dadalia quit immediately.

He stood up from the single sofa he was originally sitting on, and squeezed into the gap between Chuluye and the armrest of the sofa under Chuluye's eyes closed.

It's really embarrassing for him, a person from Zhidong, to be able to squeeze himself into such a small place.

Chu Luye had to move to Zhongli's side, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being crowded with Dadalia.

Just in this way, the three-seater sofa, which seemed very ample at first, immediately became stretched.

And there was no barrier between Chu Luye and Mandrill, and it was suddenly separated by Dadalia.

Mandrill glanced at Dadalia, stood up, and there was neither joy nor anger in Canjin's eyes.

As if he didn't bother to have such a childish entanglement with Dadalia at all, Mandrill simply changed his position and leaned against the wall behind Chuluye.

If you ignore the back of the sofa, in terms of straight-line distance, this is the closest location to Chuluye.

Dadalia didn't care about Mandrill's movements, but was satisfied with sitting next to Chuluye, and finally settled down.

Chu Luye sighed silently in his heart, always feeling that his heart had become tired before he started talking.

He turned his head and looked at Zhongli:

"Let's start from the beginning, okay?"

Chu Luye wanted to know too many things, including but not limited to why they thought his birthday was recent, and why they came here.

But Chu Luye always remembered that Zhong Li said that there are some things that cannot be said now, and he doesn't know what things cannot be said.

So Chu Luye chose to give them the initiative and let them decide what can be said and what cannot be said.

Zhong Li met Chu Luye's eyes and quickly understood Chu Luye's thoughts.

He shook his head helplessly, as if he had nothing to do with Chu Luye's behavior of entrusting his trust so easily.

But he still started from the beginning as Chuluye wished.

"It started with a dream. We who were still in Tivat at that time started to have the same dream one after another."

Everyone's dreams are different. The background of some dreams is very similar to the world of Chu Luye, while the background of some dreams is very magical, like a dream that really only exists in imagination.

However, since this is said, it means that everyone's dreams actually have something in common.

One thing in common is that the dreams will have varying degrees of forgetting after waking up; and the other is that there is a figure of Chu Luye in them.

"that is not……?"

Chuluye asked with some surprise.

He remembered the dream he had about Mandrill at the beginning of the overlap of dreams caused by the collision of worlds.

The same other world, the same wake-up-and-forget, but the protagonist has changed from Mandrill to himself.

"Yes."

Zhongli nodded, confirming Chu Luye's guess.

"Since the collision between worlds will make us appear in your dreams, of course it will also make you appear in our dreams."

"! That, that..."

Chu Luye imagined the scene for a while, and immediately felt a rush of hot air rushing to his head, turning into scalding steam above his head, gushing out with the whistling sound of boiling water.

He immediately lowered his head, as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to stuff himself in.

Zhong Li looked at Chu Luye and bent his eyes, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't in the end.

He sighed.

Mandrill then took up the conversation:

"That Hatsukano Genkichi...isn't you."

He lowered his eyelids, lashes hiding the flash of thought in those golden eyes.

"And I saw that you were asking me for help."

"..."

Chuluye was a little dazed.

For a moment, he couldn't understand what Mandrill was talking about.

Mandrill lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

And Diluque, who has been watching, opened his mouth and explained in his usual calm and objective tone:

"That Hatsukano Genkichi, he is different from you. Compared with a living person, he is more like a puppet, an empty shell filled with evil thoughts."

"so……"

Chuluye fell silent.

He seemed to suddenly understand what that "Hatsukano Genkichi" was.

Zhong Li sighed, but finally had to say that cruel sentence.

"He is your future."

As he said before, the overlap caused by the collision of worlds has an impact that is by no means limited to what they see now.

As a unit of time so long that even if they collide, they can last for tens or hundreds of days. The overlapping of the world is by no means limited to dreams, reality and space.

Actually mixed in the overlapping, it is difficult to observe its existence, and there are also abstract concepts such as past, present, destiny, and future.

On the other side of Tivat, the first thing that overlaps with the dreams related to the anchor point is the fate of Chuluye.

"..."

Chuluye remained silent.

He pursed his lips and raised a small smile:

"It's okay, that future has, won't, appear again."

"Yes, buddy, it's best if you think so."

Dadalia hugged Chu Luye's shoulders forcefully, ruffling his curly black hair.

He looked at Chuluye seriously with those blue eyes:

"The moment we appear here, the control over your future is no longer owned by that 'fate'."

"Yes, Traveler."

Wendy smiled and nodded:

"You have to remember that you still have the 'turning point' I gave you. With it, your future will definitely go in a brighter direction."

"Ah."

Chuluye smiled with his eyes bent.

Of course he believed that his future would never be like that again.

"Alright, alright, now that we've finished talking," Wendy stretched her waist and relaxed, "Then everyone, hurry up and go to sleep."

He glanced at Chu Luye, and joked, "Don't delay the child's growth."

Chuluye was silent for a moment.

He complained in his heart:

Talk like Wendy how much taller you are than me.

It's also time to let Wendy know that it's wrong to provoke people like this every day,

Chu Luye secretly thought that he was carrying out a righteous iron fist strike.

He opened his mouth.

A sharp pain suddenly hit his brain.

Chu Luye covered his head, his face turned pale in an instant, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Dadalia next to him immediately noticed that something was wrong with him, and supported his body that was about to fall down.

"Partner! Partner!!"

he cried anxiously.

However, Chu Luye only felt that all the sounds in his ears were gradually going away, and the world was spinning, and the last scene he saw was five heads of different colors.

...Like, Skittles.

At the last second when his consciousness disappeared, Chuluye thought briefly.

He closed his eyes.

There was silence in the living room for a while.

The black curly-haired boy suddenly trembled his eyelashes, and opened his eyes under the different gazes of everyone.

A pair of empty, dark eyes.

"Chuluye" moved his head, the bangs on his forehead slipped down, revealing the small curse pattern that had been covered by him for a long time, perhaps forgotten.

Zhong Li's eyes moved.

Di Luke's expression became serious.

Wendy had an "I see" look on her face.

Dadalia's gaze became dangerous.

Mandrill took out He Puyuan in an instant.

"...Monsters, retreat!"

He shouted in a cold voice, with obvious anger in his tone, and the emerald green spear tip was pointed at his neck from behind "Chu Luye".

"Chuluye" did not dodge or dodge, as if he could not feel the sharpness of the spear point behind him, he sat up straight with a calm posture.

He tilted his head, and a sympathetic smile appeared on his pale face, which seemed to be carved on the mask.

At this moment, the small curse pattern on the forehead began to grow wildly, turning into an obvious and undeniable, complex antler shape.