Chapter 655
Chapter 655
"Are we still in a dream..?"
At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the room, and the soft light outlined the silhouette of Aglaya.
She walked closer to Tibao and asked with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Tibao raised his head and saw Aglaya, and his tense nerves relaxed a little. "Maybe, we haven't had a dream for a long time."
Aglaya frowned slightly, raised her hand and gently touched Tibao's head, and said, "It's not dawn yet, you can still rest for a long time."
Tibao shook his head, stretched out his hand from the quilt, pressed it on his chest, and felt his heart beating violently. "No... our hearts are still beating."
The surroundings around Aglaya instantly became cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in her tone, "Perhaps the rude veteran of Xuanfeng frightened Tining, and it also affected you. If you are interested, I can use the golden thread to break his chest right now."
"Aya..! Stop saying scary things like that..." Tibao gave Aglaya a reproachful look.
She shook her head slightly, as if she had long been accustomed to Aglaya's highly aggressive words, but every time she heard them, she couldn't help but want to correct them.
Aglaya curled her lips slightly and showed a faint smile, "This is a joke. If necessary, I would not wait until now." Her tone was understated, as if the terrible act she just mentioned was just a joke after dinner.
Tibao wrinkled her nose, and the previous scene suddenly flashed in her mind. She couldn't help but said, "Well... This is the second time you said it was a joke, Aya... When the Senate was causing trouble for you before, you also said that..." She narrowed her eyes slightly, recalling the scene at that time, the arrogant appearance of those people in the Senate, and Aglaya's fearless counterattack.
Aglaya raised her eyebrows with a hint of doubt in her eyes, but she quickly reacted and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "What did you say? "Use the golden thread to break his chest?" " She deliberately imitated the cold and murderous tone from before and repeated it.
"Aya..." Tibao raised her voice, her tone full of reproach. She stamped her feet, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she was a little angry at Aglaya's teasing attitude.
However, in this tense and depressing atmosphere, the contrast shown by Aglaya has relieved her inner pressure to some extent.
But even so, Tibao's uneasiness still lingered.
Seeing this, Aglaya spoke again, "Want to talk about that dream? If it stays in your heart for a long time, it will easily become a root cause of illness."
Tibao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "We... dreamed about our mother." Her voice was a little choked, and she felt mixed emotions when she recalled her mother's face in the dream.
"However, the dream itself is nothing...it's just that it's a little disturbing to have a dream at this time for no reason."
"You mean..."
Tibao took a deep breath and slowly uttered two words, "It's Ti'an."
"Even if we never use the power of the Hundred Realms Gate again from now on...her soul is slowly leaving her body."
"Time...I'm afraid it's running out."
"Perhaps... it wouldn't be a bad thing to let her give up her duties as a ferryman in advance and live a carefree life as an ordinary child until the end."
"I understand your thoughts, Aya, but on this matter.. we have made up our minds."
"I think there is still room for maneuver."
Tibao shook his head gently. "Our souls will be worn out until they return to dust. That is our fate."
"Once upon a time, we also had a complete body. If we compare that body to a big tree, then the trunk and branches will wither at the same speed due to fate."
"Now, we have been divided into many selves. Although we have lost the trunk, we have gained another choice..."
"We can decide how the leaves and branches decay in a way that is most beneficial to our fire-chasing journey."
Aglaya frowned slightly, full of heartache, "It is more sad to watch so many people disappear before my eyes than to say goodbye to one person."
"But... after all, moving forward is the inevitable outcome of the Janus Trial. We have no way to retreat."
"Don't be sad about saying goodbye to us. We have already agreed on this, right?" Tibao gently held Aglaya's hand.
"It won't be long before I can no longer taste sadness."
Tibao was slightly startled, and tried to force a smile, "Aya, what do you want for breakfast?"
"What? Why suddenly..." Aglaya looked at Tibao in surprise, not understanding why she suddenly changed the subject.
Tibao blinked playfully, "After chatting for so long, I feel a little hungry. Besides, it's almost dawn."
"Speaking of this, Aya, do you still remember? It should have been not long after we met, when you were still a little kid and we caught you eating oatmeal porridge in the middle of the night..." Tibao couldn't help laughing as he spoke.
Aglaya was slightly stunned, and suppressed her desire to cry, "Oh... my emotions are fading, but I remember all those fragments, my teacher."
"Let me go. What do you want to eat?" Aglaya stood up and prepared to prepare breakfast for Tibao.
Tibao waved his hands quickly and jumped off the bed. "No, no, leave it to us. You take a rest first. We'll call you when we're ready."
"Okay, I'll trouble you then."
Tibao smiled and waved to Aglaya, "Then...see you tomorrow morning, Aya!"
Aglaya turned and left the room. Tibao looked at her back and his smile gradually disappeared.
A trace of worry appeared in her eyes again. "That being said, nightmares are a bad sign. My memory is becoming increasingly blurry, even my mother's appearance..." She sighed softly. "As expected... we still have to go to the Fate Abyss first. I hope Oronis is willing to help us."
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Not long after, Tibao carefully prepared a breakfast for Aglaya. The table was filled with fragrant food. She also thoughtfully made a bowl of porridge full of memories, but the most important ingredient was not included.
She sat down herself and ate a few bites in a hurry.
The taste of the food spread on her tongue, but it could not dispel the uneasiness lingering in her heart.
After finishing the meal, Tibao went out to look for Tian and Tining.
She walked along the corridor, her steps urgent.
Finally, in a corner of the courtyard, she saw Tining.
Tining was concentrating on fiddling with the plants in his hands. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was Tibao. He frowned slightly.
"Tibao, your taste in food is still the same, that taste..." Ti Ning shook his head slightly.
Tibao was slightly stunned, then he scratched his head embarrassedly, "Well... I can't help it, I'm used to it."
"However, this habit is also quite unique." Tining put down the plant in his hand and walked to Tibao. "Just like your weird little inventions, although they are confusing, they are sometimes quite interesting."
Tibao frowned slightly as he listened to what Ti Ning said.
Why does it feel like Tining talks more today?
Tibao smiled but said nothing.
Her eyes passed Tining and looked into the distance, but her thoughts drifted elsewhere.
"Tining, have you seen Tian? I have something important to tell you."
Tining shook his head. "Not yet. What's wrong? What happened?"
Tibao hesitated, not knowing where to start. "I...I had a nightmare last night about my mother, and I always felt like something bad was going to happen."
"Let's go find Tian first. After we find him, we can talk while we walk."
Tining nodded and followed.
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