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[March 7: The timing is wrong. I remember that we said these words after we arrived at Pinocchio. Could it be that they had already discussed it privately?]

[Gold Dust: It is indeed a magical dream, very...novel.]

Xing suddenly saw a familiar figure not far ahead, and upon closer inspection it turned out to be Silver Wolf.

At this moment, she was standing quietly in front of a silver mecha. After Xing slowly approached, the phantom of the silver wolf asked: "How did you get them to this end?

The mecha simply responded, "Tell them the truth, and they will come to their appointment."

As soon as the words fell, the phantoms of the two people gradually dissipated like smoke.

Then, Xing came to a little Lolita and a cool and aloof lady.

Hanabi asked with a smile on her face: "Rememberer... do you think you can leave safely?" Hanabi asked with a smile.

The Black Swan smiled and responded firmly but politely, "I'm sorry, I already have someone I like."

Finally, the phantoms of the two men also dissipated into the air.

【Walter: Their conversation is not coordinated. These phantoms seem to have only captured one or two sentences.】

[Hanabi: Ah, I didn't expect to be here too, hehe, it turns out that little gray-haired guy has seen me so early. ]

Huang Quan walked to Xing's side and said, "These voices...are just illusions in a dream. Don't worry about them. Follow me."

Xing nodded and followed Huang Quan.

The two entered the corridor, and at this moment the space began to expand infinitely, as if stretched by a great force, and Huang Quan just walked in front of him calmly, and Xing, who didn't understand what was happening, could only follow him silently, until they stopped in front of a door.

"We're here." Huang Quan motioned Xing to push the door.

Xing walked to the front and pushed the door open. A boy who had appeared in the previous movie was standing at the door.

The hotel doorman, Misha.

"Welcome to Daydream Hotel, wish you an unforgettable holiday experience! To check in, please go straight to the hotel front desk."

[Ellie: Well, I wanted to say this before. I have never seen the doorman who appeared in the movie.]

[Member of the Hound Family: Yes, I have never seen this doorman before.]

【Walter: This is interesting. It's like it's waiting for you.】

Huang Quan seemed oblivious to the phantom before his eyes, and just leaned against the wall with his arms folded in a leisurely manner. Just as Misha's figure gradually disappeared, Huang Quan suddenly broke the silence and spoke:

"Leave here, wake up like any other day, forget this chance encounter, and go back to where you came from."

"But before we go, I have a request."

Hearing this, Xing couldn't help but feel curious and walked towards Huang Quan.

Huang Quan continued: "It may sound strange or even rude to you, but I want to know..."

Xing looked at Huang Quan with interest, waiting for what was to come.

Huang Quan said slowly, "...Have we met before?"

She murmured to herself, "You remind me of an old friend. In my hazy memory, she and I stood side by side... just like this bizarre dream, close yet untouchable."

"Can I ask you a few more questions? I... often forget things, so I am more accustomed to using "feelings" to capture things rather than memories. It doesn't matter whether the answer is right or not, what matters is your reaction at the moment."

She took a few steps forward and turned to look at Xing. "For example, when you woke up in the guest room, you said a few names. Are they your partners? Family? Enemies? You seem to have established unbreakable connections with many people and many things.

“Excuse me, are you afraid of losing this connection?”

Xing hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "If it means their departure, I will."

"Well... what if there is a huge dream that is realistic enough, so realistic that it is no different from reality. There is no separation of life and death, and everyone can gain the happiness and contentment they deserve, and live happily forever."

"Excuse me, would you like to live in it?"

It was a strange question. Xing thought about it again and said, "It depends on what price I want to pay."

This sentence once again caused Walter, who was originally in a calm mood, to experience severe psychological fluctuations.

Stigmata Project... Speaking of which, Pinocchio was also a dream, hiss...

Once this idea came into being, it spread wildly in Walter's mind like weeds, making him feel that something was wrong. Could there be a Kevin in Pinocchio?

In the picture, the problems continue.

"Then...if this beautiful dream is destined to be shattered, everything will leave; friends, relatives, strangers; then the light wind, the flying birds, the stars... and finally yourself."

As Huang Quan spoke, the picture began to slowly fade away, then turned to the ceiling above their heads, and finally returned to Xing and Huang Quan gazing at each other.

Huang Quan continued, "Everyone, everyone in their memories, those smiles and tears, fulfilled and unfulfilled promises... will eventually move towards the predetermined ending. If you already knew the destination of this journey at the beginning..."

"Excuse me, will you take this journey again?"

Xing pondered for a while, then answered without hesitation: "I will continue to explore without hesitation."

Huang Quan nodded slightly to show his understanding: "I know this is difficult, there is no need to rush to make a decision. I said... the answer is not important."

"Listen, touch, think, and you will gain feelings - cherish them, and with feelings, we make choices. So back to the original question..."

"Excuse me, do you remember me?"

Xing frowned, thinking hard, and after a while he murmured to himself: "I seem to have seen you somewhere..."

"I understand." Huang Quan replied softly, his voice as calm as water, but with a hint of emotion that was barely noticeable. "How interesting! At that moment just now, it seemed as if there were millions of you who were similar but different, giving completely different answers."

Xingze's heart trembled, as if Huang Quan's words touched a chord in his heart.

"This is indeed the last question. Thank you." Huang Quan continued, his tone still light, "We all have our own paths to go. Let's say goodbye now."

Xing nodded silently to show his agreement. However, he always had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, as if something important had been overlooked. This feeling made him very uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but ask, "Can we meet again?"