Under Annan's narration, the image of a taciturn young man gradually became vivid in his words.
Annan's eyes, hidden in the shadows, were shining with the light of wisdom and understanding at this moment.
"Come and listen to it, is it a story like this..."
He crossed his fingers and showed a calm and peaceful expression on his old face sitting in the wheelchair.
"When he was a child, his father left him."
Annan narrated: "His mother received a 'relic' from his father and told him that his father was a hero who died in a foreign country fighting for glory.
"It was very hard for his mother to raise him, and he didn't learn any knowledge. He could only work as an apprentice, repairing watches. But he finally got tired of this life and ran away from home.
"When he returned home, he found that his mother had already died of illness, and he didn't even know what illness she had. It was probably at this time that he awakened the ability to reverse time.
"But even if he could reverse time, he couldn't save his mother. Maybe it was because it was too long, or maybe his ability couldn't be used to do such a thing. In the end, he went back to be his own tinker.
"He relied on his own ability to become the best tinker. He didn't know what he was going to do, nor how long he would be able to do this... let alone why he was wasting his time here.
"What he really wants is to become a [doctor]."
Annan said softly: "He doesn't want to repair these bits and pieces... He wants to repair others. He wants patients who are tortured by illness like his mother to be 'fixed' by himself."
"But it is inconvenient to reveal his ability to others, or it cannot be used to treat others. He has not received education, and even his writing is crooked. In his mind, philosophers can answer all his doubts.
A madman. This is why there is such a doctor in his dream.
"He hoped that the doctor was his father. He thought that his father might not have really died, but just escaped from the battlefield... He had vaguely had this idea.
"If my father had been here, maybe my mother would not have died," he thought. This is why the "doctor" and the "old woman" are always together.
"His real age should be much older than the tinker's teenage years. When he ran away from home, he was probably about the same age as Huang Mao; and when he returned to his hometown, his mother's age should be the same as that of the old woman
'almost.
"In other words, he is now a middle-aged man.
"In a sense, 'doctor' is also the projection of his 'ideal self' in his dream. That's why the doctor is such a strong muscular man, so he has a gentle temper, culture, and
Anyone can have a good relationship…
"In other words, he hopes his father is such a person; he also hopes that he can become such a person.
“But after all, he is not and cannot be.
"As a tinker, he can't fix his own heart. He can reverse time, but he can never change the tragedy that happened to him."
Following Annan's narration.
The stagnant, faceless people in the room began to fade and disappear one after another.
"He has finally reached the age to start a family."
Annan said leisurely: "He has no education and no good job. His wife matches him, she is ordinary and fat, and she is a typical village woman.
"Finally, his wife got pregnant.
"While he was here, he developed new fears.
"Although he has never seen his father since he was a child, and does not even know what he looks like, so he lacks fatherly love...but this does not mean that he can take care of his children.
"Because he couldn't give his children a good education. He still thinks that he is just a 'child' and hopes that he can go back to the past. So the 'Tinker' is a thin child.
"He gradually realized that if his child was born, his fate would probably be no different from his own. Even if he could take care of the child and grow up, I'm afraid it wouldn't be any different in the end.
"That can only be another reincarnation."
Annan said softly: "So, he made a decision.
"He killed someone. A rich man who had a good relationship with him and could trust him."
When Annan said this.
The world around him collapsed in an instant like a broken mirror.
The crackling sound of burning wood came, and smoke filled the surroundings.
Both Annam and Black Annan can clearly smell the smell of burnt wood...but it's not just the smell of burnt wood.
That's the smell of burning corpses.
It's the smell of burning hair, blood and flesh.
The bodies of the woman and the girl were still placed on another bed. The bed sprinkled with wine was already blazing like a raging fire, with flames rising high.
And a thin young man who was breathing heavily was holding a blood-stained ax high and pointed it at the middle-aged man who had just opened his eyes on the bed.
Behind him are Annan and Black Annan.
Black Annan, who was originally standing by the window admiring the sunset, also walked behind Annan and pushed the wheelchair Annan was sitting on closer to the bed.
They clearly saw the middle-aged man lying on the bed unable to move his body or even open his mouth. Tears gradually overflowed from his eyes.
The two Annans were like ghosts, not seen by anyone.
Annan said softly: "He drugged the food, gave the other party's whole family enough sleeping pills, rummaged through his house, and stole or rather robbed enough money. A sum that could make his children live a prosperous life.
Life, money will not lead to his old ways.
"But such a crime would definitely be discovered. So he kept doing nothing... and decided to burn their whole family to death in their home and use a fire to cover up all evidence."
The young man was breathing heavily and sweating in the sea of fire.
His pupils were trembling fiercely.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and chopped down the ax ruthlessly.
Blood bursts out.
It passed through Annan and Black Annan.
Annan said softly: "It is late at night.
"The sun has set."
With Annan's answer, the few lines of small words below [Main Mission: Sunset] also showed new changes:
【Find another self】
【Find the real deceased】
【Find the truth】
"It's coming soon, Annan...it's coming soon."
Black Annan was behind Annan, across the wheelchair, and reached out to hug his waist.
The girl knelt on the ground, resting her forehead on the back of the wheelchair, murmuring in a low voice: "You are only one step away from the final truth."
"No," Annan closed his eyes, "I have reached all the truth I can know."