Chapter 215

The apple that was thrown upwards stopped in mid-air, and time froze. Roche jumped up, ignoring the pain of the abdominal wound, his mother stopped at the action of reaching out to get things from the coffee table.

The pale winter sun in the north fell on his mother's head through the curtains on the window. She was still very beautiful. The traces left by the years on the mage's body were very slight. Her hair was still black, her skin was shiny, and the corners of her eyes were also

There are no fine lines, time only gives her wisdom, and what time carved on her body is not wrinkles, but only mature temperament.

But it's still wrong.

My mother is still younger than he remembers. Her solid expression has a hint of fearlessness as a young woman. Also, there is a crystal card on her hair. In Roach's memory, it is him.

When she listens to stories in her arms, she often looks at it. In his childhood imagination, it was a star.

Roqi pouted, feeling wronged for the considerate and loneliness of his lost mother. It was a moment of grievance and loneliness, but he quickly stopped this emotion.

The sunlight outside the window became paler. The last time he encountered this situation was in Qionglin's interrogation room.

He knew that all this was an illusion, based on memory illusion, essentially like a dream. When he realized that it was just a dream, the illusion stopped.

The apples in the air, the still wind, and the mother's solidification movements stopped. Only the weather outside the window became worse and worse, he had an unknown premonition, and his throat also had a dry disappointment. No one came to save him, he was still

The alien queen is controlled.

Suddenly, the apple in the air was taken away, and Roche glanced at the corner of his eyes and turned his head in surprise.

Everything was still, and even the air was frozen. But when he turned around, his familiar eyes were looking at him and smiling. Du Zhengyi looked as vivid as before, and even his caring eyes were ridiculed, as if

Wanting to prove something to Roach, he picked up the apple and took a bite, and the crisp sound touched Roach's ears.

"Yeah." Du Zhengyi said enjoyably, "You imagined the taste of apples well, sweet and crisp."

"Brother." Roche came back in surprise, "You were just reminding me that these are illusions, aren't they? I haven't reacted yet. Are you real, why are you here? Have you contacted me?"

"Even you are!" Du Zhengyi said, looking at him contemptuously.

This is a bit unpredictable and profound. Roqi is a little confused and dizzy. Du Zheng thought for a while, "Can you imagine a pack of cigarettes?"

Roche hesitated for a moment and a pack of cigarettes had appeared on the table.

Du Zhengyi put down the apple, took out a cigarette with satisfaction, lit the cigarette as usual, took a sip, and his face suddenly became very exciting. "Is this the smell of cigarette you imagined?"

Rochi said sloppyly, "You never let me smoke, now you blame me? I just took a sip, remember it was this smell."

"Is this the smell? One year, the lab medicine caught fire, and it was almost the smell."

Roche shrugged, "This concubine really can't do it."

Du Zhengyi glanced at him suspiciously, but he still couldn't have the same joke.
Chapter completed!