A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 271 264. Memory
Now he is no longer the boy who just lost everything.

"Every time I meet, I want to give you some surprises, but you are so indifferent this time, it makes me feel very boring, aren't you angry?"

"Am I angry? As a god, can't you see it?" Xuan Hao didn't even look at him, so he picked up the dishes on the table with his broken chopsticks and put them into his mouth.

It was the taste he was familiar with... It was unpalatable, but he couldn't spit it out, because it was exactly the taste he missed, the more bitter it was, the more memorable it was.

"The human heart is the most complicated thing in this world. People can't understand it, and gods don't understand it. Sometimes you don't even understand yourself, am I right?"

"I'm full, thank you for the hospitality." Xuan Hao put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, but he didn't look at the god beside him when he spoke, because he couldn't see his face clearly anyway.

He looked across the table calmly, as if the familiar figure was still sitting across from him and laughing at him.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and stared at the so-called god. Sure enough, he couldn't see the face clearly, but he didn't care.

"Say what you have to say, fart if you have something to say, and leave if there is nothing to do."

"Say it like you can leave if you want to."

The man held up his wine glass and laughed, the clear liquid was shaking in the glass, and the reflection in the glass was exactly what Xuan Hao saw just now.

He put the wine glass in front of Xuan Hao, as if to seduce.

The rich aroma of wine is like a charming poison, once you indulge in it, you can't extricate yourself.

"What is this?" Xuan Hao frowned slightly as he looked at the reflection in the cup.

"Wine, what else can it be. Don't you believe me? God never harms people. You should believe me. Just like last time, the cup of blood I gave you is very useful, right?"

"What's the use of this wine?"

"It's useless, it's just a memory. What I can give you is what you deserve, and this is yours." The man raised his glass again, "The wine made from memory is the most delicious wine in the world If you don't want it, can I drink it?"

"Pry into other people's memory, do you gods do whatever they want?"

Xuan Hao took the wine glass in his hand and drank it down. He had a premonition that if this man really drank the wine, something bad would happen, such as forgetting important people forever.

Very strong wine, as the man said, the most delicious thing in the world, at the cost of the past life.

Taking a sip of strong wine into his throat, the memories of Baiwei continuously flooded into his mind and engraved into his soul, making him feel warm from soul to body, but there was no other reaction.

"What's the purpose of you letting me drink this?"

"It's nothing, I just want you to recall the past pain, lest you forget it." The man chuckled, "Although forgetting may be a good thing for you, there are things you don't want to forget when you are in pain, right?"

"So, shouldn't I thank you for letting me see her again, and helping me remember what was about to be forgotten?" Xuan Hao looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, sorting out the increasingly clear memories in his mind, these memories He still remembered everything, but it was not so clear, and this glass of wine washed away the dust covering it, making all the details extremely clear.

"I don't need your thanks, and if you forget the pain, wouldn't I be bored?"

"But please, I'm not in pain now," Xuan Hao shrugged with a light smile, "If my sister knew, she would want me to live a happy life, right? Didn't you see? Now I have friends, I have a lover, and I don't need anything , eat Ma Ma Xiang, and even the quality of sleep has been quite good recently. A proper winner in life, do you think that just a memory can make me give up everything I have now?"

"But no matter how you deny it, there is always some regret, right?" the man said lightly, "Think about how nice it would be if your sister was still alive?"

"Stop talking nonsense with me, I would have done it if I could bring her back to life," Xuan Hao put down the cup in his hand, got up and prepared to leave here, "I'm not even in the same world, what do you want me to do? Or do you want to Help me out of kindness?"

This is a blank space, he knows that this is probably the realm of the gods, who knows where the exit is, he just doesn't want to continue to sit there and listen to nonsense.Instead of wasting time here, he might as well find another way.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you," the man didn't care about his actions, "Even if God wants to reverse the past, it is very troublesome, let alone you? Don't think that I don't know what is going on in your heart. Of course, I I’m not denying you, it’s always good for people to have dreams, that’s the only way to be interesting.”

"I know you can't do it, so don't use trouble as an excuse," Xuan Hao snorted coldly, "But what God can't do doesn't mean that humans can't do it either. Thank you for giving me such a long time, there will always be a way. "

"Then please do your best~" The man didn't care about his agitation at all, and took out another glass of blood-red wine from nowhere, and a girl's face was reflected in the glass, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this time I'm going to Japan Be mindful when you’re in trouble, there’s no second chance if something is missed.”

He pushed the wine glass towards Xuan Hao who was leaving.

The red crystal-clear wine is shaking in the rotating cup. The girl in the cup seems to be dancing in a pool of blood. The water overflows the cup but is withdrawn at the moment of overflowing. It seems that as long as there is a little external force, this subtlety will be broken. balance.

Xuan Hao felt something flying behind him and turned around.

He held out his hand hesitantly, wanting to catch the glass of wine.

But afraid of breaking this balance, this glass of wine seems to remain in this state forever as long as it is not touched, flying in this endless white space.

The reason why he hesitated was because the figure that emerged from the cup was not the younger sister in his memory, but another sad figure dancing on the bloody stage in the cup.

"Erika?"

He stared blankly at the wine glass that was slowly flying towards him.

I can't figure it out, but what is the relationship between the girl reflected in the cup and my sister?Because they are completely two people whose worlds do not overlap at all.

There is nothing in common from appearance to soul...

"That's the end of the reminder. If there are too many, it will be meaningless." The man's voice became distant, and the distance between them was being opened, "Come on, human."

At this moment, Xuan Hao finally came to his senses, he stretched out his hand to grab the cup, but found that it was he who was going backwards, and he was about to be kicked out of here.

The flying speed of the cup could not keep up with the speed at which he was driven out of this space, and he stretched out his hand trying to touch the cup.

　Thanks: Niu Lanshan for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)