Quietly, the sky was already bright, and the soft sun shone into the room, and the sound of the early birds could be heard coming from outside.

He sat up, reached out and touched his lips, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had this dream several times.

It seems that every time there is a little bit different, and the last time I saw something, I had a little vague impression.

Some people say that dreams are a kind of memory feedback, and that the memories that people unconsciously forget have re-examined in their minds.

Once you wake up, the dream will lose most of the impression again, leaving the confusion when the dream is awake.

What else has happened to you, has you forgotten?

Or is it a memory of the past?

An Zhe's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and his memories of his predecessors are not fully integrated, and only when things happen and memories emerge, he has the opportunity to refine the search.

Otherwise, a person's memory is so much, even if you skip a lot of unimportant things, Anzhe also has to take a few years to see.

Perhaps the girl in the dream is a person who is very important to her predecessor?

An Zhe thought to himself, reached out and picked up the necklace on his chest.Every time he picked up this chain, his heart would throb slightly, and this necklace must be something important to him.

But neither the predecessor, nor himself, nor Ling Sa Yuanmu, nor they had any impression of the necklace.

What else do you do not know about yourself?

The eyes turned, the sun in front of the balcony shone on the bed, Anzhe's black eyes turned slightly, and finally only shook his head.

This is a completely clueless thing, and you can't get information at all before the opportunity arises.

Even if you think about it, you can't think about this event with no reference.

Why do you have to find it hard?

An Zhe looked at the necklace in his hand, put it down with a smile, and got dressed and walked out of the door.

“Young Master Anzh.”

Outside the door there was already a maid ready for hot water and towels, and stood neatly waiting there.

“Thank you.”

An Zhe smiled and took the towels and other toiletries they had brought, and walked into a bathroom next to it, comparable to the bathhouse.

But I didn't think, there was someone in front of the dresser inside, and Anzhe couldn't help but be surprised, because he saw that Meya was helping the real white hair of the vertebrae.

“Mom, it’s white.Early . . .

He said hello, and the two turned their heads, and Meia looked at him directly.

“Do you know?Sleeping so late, Thor told you not to wake up!”

Meya is a very particular person in life and living, and going to bed early and getting up early is a health habit that has been followed.

An Zhe scratched his head, thinking that this could not be blamed on himself, he was dreaming at that time...

He hurriedly washed his face, so don't talk to his mother more at this time, honestly admit it.

The cool water hit the face, dispelled the only remaining sleepiness, and An Zhe, who was wiping his face with a towel, suddenly saw the name of the vertebrae coming.

In her hand was holding an unopened annual round cake.

"An Zhe"

The girl took the cake and sent it to Anzhe, looking at him quietly.

Anzhe crooked head, smiled and scraped the girl's face with his fingers: "What is this?"

“Apologies for the apology.”

The name of the vertebok said so, let the narcissism of the eyes of the tidbits.

He couldn't help staring at the real name of the verteer, and couldn't help but look at Meya on one side, surprised.

Isn't it... that God?

Do you understand so much in one night?

How to teach my son!

An Zhe muttered like this in his heart, was stunned by the magic of Meia, watching the real white waiting for himself, smiled and took the cake in her hand, and opened the package and ate it.

"I've never been white, so rest assured."

He smiled and looked at the girl and said, the latter actually showed a faint smile...

This made Anzhe a little dazed, and really white followed him for so long, and the number of laughs was very few.

“Cough, that’s white, do you want to wait for me at home?”

An Zhe carefully inquired, and the name of the real white nodded gently: "The true white will obey"

I'm going, my mother?

How do you convince me...

This night, let yourself have a headache for so long to solve the problem?

An Zhe was stunned, and couldn't help but go to Mea, and whispered, "My son has given you peace."

Meia said with a smile on her lips: "Come less, change clothes, today your father will be a guest."

“Oh...”

Awesome voice.No way, the mother is the mother, even Angus can't do her, it must be satisfied.

Today, the people in the castle seem to be a little busy, Ling Sa Yuanmu is constantly directing, it seems very familiar.

Because today is the day of the Angus meeting, one day a week to meet the guests who have been waiting in the city of Anquidez.

These people had something to talk to Angus about, of course, and nothing of great importance, otherwise they would have informed Angus through other channels.

If you have to explain, it is that some nobles have nothing to do with the door-to-door mixed-face, and their names are related to feelings.

And Angus, as the Duke of the Empire, was given by King Arthur to dominate the territory, but it was a veritable lord, and naturally someone came running every week, with some things that were not, and tried to close the relationship with Angus.

An Zhe stood on the heaven table, watching the maids and servants below him constantly busy, and left his mouth bored.

He has been put on a dress, a fit black dress, neckline with a neckline, a proportion of the size of the body, a look to give a very comfortable visual impact.

Unlike Angus, Anzhe is a very introverted high, and it is only when he shows up that people will find him looking down on sentient beings.

“Well, well.It's like that."

Meya's voice sounded, and she came to the roof, and Anzhe turned around and spread her hands.

"You know I don't like this."

He said that the name has also changed, only from the family is one thing, in the case of the future to face outsiders naturally can not be so casual.

Meya smiled, and she understood herself very well.

"I didn't ask you to receive those people, so let your father deal with them."

Meia said, taking a look at Ange: “There’s something else I want you to put on your dress.”Aren’t you thinking about going to meet the girl you regret marrying and apologize to her?She's here today."

The voice fell, so that Dean Zhe could not help but stay a little.