"Sister, do you look a little uncomfortable?" Mingen looked at the sister who walked out of the room and noticed the unhappiness on her face. She raised her brow as a sister: "I don't remember you getting up."

"Sister, I...I had a very strange dream." Akimi came to the table, took a bottle of water and started pouring it into her mouth.

"Dream, I remember you said that you haven't dreamed for a long time."

"Yes, I have never dreamed since I was five or six years old."

At this point, when the conversation between the Lin sister and her sister was discussed, Mingmei glanced at her sister: "You don't seem to be surprised?"

"It's just a dream. My sister, I'm not curious enough to find out even your dream. Everyone has their own secrets." Take out a box of snacks from the cabinet, Mingen put it on the table and sat on the small round chair beside him: "My sister, I'm a good listener, but not a good detective."

"...You are always so calm, so calm that I'm scared... Well, it's a very strange dream." Akimi wiped her face.

"You just said the second half of this sentence, now, why not talk to me about the content." Mingen took out a piece of dim sum, which was a sandwich cookie made of honey and chocolate, enough to make any terrible snack that makes any terrible dim sum that is sweet and greasy, and at the same time, embark on the road to high blood sugar. The blood sugar standards of the terrshan and the galore people make them have to eat, otherwise it will be the end of hypoglycemia.

"I dreamed of an old place, dilapidated walls, dilapidated houses, dilapidated streets, and telephone poles covered with paper..." Speaking of this, Mingmei, who also sat on a chair, ate a snack, and continued her speech: "I dreamed that you and Marceau were crying, very sad. It seemed that something happened to someone, but I can't remember where, I can't remember which day it was, and I can't remember who it was... Who it was."

Mingen was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Can it be that dwarf named Pan Shen did a good thing."

Then both sisters heard a crisp voice: "It's not that fool, I can't feel her malice."

"Madam, I'm disturbing you." The two sisters immediately lowered their heads and talked to them was one of the two mother gods.

Then the sister glanced at her sister: "It doesn't look like you are a good material for being a detective."

"I have said a long time ago that I don't have this talent, let alone the so-called talent." Mingen shrugged and turned his head to the direction that his sister could not see. The corners of her eyebrows were drooping.

"Speaking of it, Mingen, do you have anything to say about everything in my dream?" Behind me, my sister was a little confused and asked with a strong curiosity.

Turning his head, Mingen looked at the sister in front of her, thinking about a question whether all this her sister dreamed of was a memory leak from Marceau or the memory blocker's expiration date.

From a time perspective, the blocker has an effective period of about half a year, but judging from the Marceau incident, the unexpected memory replies triggered by accident were unexpectedly complete, so Mingen finally made a choice: "My sister, do you want to hear perfunctory words or a real story."

Mingmei raised her eyebrows: "What does it mean."

"Because this story is very long, so long that you can't help but want to forget it." Mingen looked at the sister in front of him and smiled and sighed: "My sister, do you still remember Eun-hee...?"

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When he heard this name, Mingmei's mind seemed to explode.

Many memories that had never been seen pouring into my mind at that moment. Myung-mi couldn't help but cover her forehead. She remembered who Eun-hee was.

He is the youngest among the three sisters in the Lin family, a sister with bad eyes and squinted eyes all day long, a child who loves to laugh and always likes to take risks, a person of Marceau, and a fragmented wreck under the white cloth.

"It seems you have already remembered it, right?" Mingen's voice sounded so cold and ruthless at this moment: "Do you know, sister, because of your cowardice, you, me, and Marceau, I am the only one who can remember our sister... Some sages said that everyone is just a history that lives in the memory of others. If it weren't for me, my sister would be just a part of history."

Mingmei wanted to do something, but in the end, she could only lower her head and say sorry... because she remembered it, all this was because of her cowardice in her heart.

"I don't blame you, sister, I know, you are more painful than me, because you are the eldest sister, you can't forgive your mistakes for not being able to protect your sister, and you want to forget all this." A smile appeared on Mingen's face.

But Akimi still couldn't look up: "Where is Marceau...I remember, Marceau had surgery before me."

"Marceau recalled in the floating city. God Pan reads this story from my memory. He is not like a dwarf god in a chaotic camp, but like an evil storyteller, but I still thank him very much." Mingen sighed.

"Neither you nor him showed anything in front of me..." Mingmei shook her head. Of course she would not remember it. This was her own vow. She must not blame her sister and Maso: "But I was still very surprised. Unlike me, Maso clearly used a long-acting blocker, why can he still remember Eun-hee?"

"I don't know, but I believe that Marceau really likes Eun-hee." Holding his chin, Min-eun's face was full of memories: "Yan said that if she was alive, there would be nothing we had to do."

Akimi was suffocated, like an innocent person who was strangled by fate. She had never heard of such a vicious prophecy, but her life over the past period of time made her understand a truth. This cat girl would not lie.

Since she said that, there must be such a true story.

"We... turned out to be the bad sisters who were cared for by their sister." In the end, tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of their eyes. Akimi looked at her sister: "Where is she?"

"Let's go and have a look together. The most important thing now is to go to Ashbey, where there are too many people who need us." Mingen said: "My sister is there, she will not pry her house anymore."

Upon hearing this, Mingmei laughed first, and then her eyes were blurred by tears again.

Yes, the sister who once liked to leave home to look for treasures found a piece of unparalleled jade for her sisters, but she paid her life as a price.
Chapter completed!