The picture that appeared in Zhan An'an's mind was a little girl, pestering a British man, asking her to carve a pre-apocalyptic tiger for her!

Zhan An'an twisted his eyebrows slightly, put down the tiger in his hand, sat on the small bed, put his hands on his cheeks, and quietly thought about the problem.

She doesn't remember if she had a big bodyguard when she was a child, the time was too long, she was busy leading the children of Hundred Flowers City every day, doing nonsense inside and outside Hundred Flowers City.

Every day, all kinds of voices, all kinds of hearts, and all kinds of memories drill into her head, and if she doesn't deliberately forget, her memories will be confused.

Even sometimes, when she doesn't pay attention to it, and after receiving a person's complete memory, she will have an illusion of whether she is Zhan Anxin or the person in her memory.

Therefore, you must regularly clean up your memories, summarize the useful, and delete the useless.

She is still too young, her abilities have improved too quickly, she doesn't know how to control herself, and she refuses to snoop on other people's memories.

Some things that are very young, if she doesn't deliberately remember them, she won't remember them.

So the picture that appeared in her mind didn't know if it was her own or someone else's.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhan An'an lay on the small bed, her skirt fell to the ground, she was a little tired, closed her eyes and fell asleep, and when she opened her eyes again, there was already a fire burning in the house, and there was an extra quilt on her body.

Magical chalet.

It's still a little cool in early spring, and this cabin can automatically light a fire, and it can also automatically cover her with a quilt?!

Zhan An'an lifted the quilt, circled around the fire, and found a few potatoes buried by the fire, so he dug them out, looked around, and asked:

"Can I eat it?"

"Not cooked yet!"

A male voice sounded, startling Zhan An, and dropped the potato in his hand to the ground.

She turned and looked around the cabin, the light was dim, the fire was jumping, and there was no one but her shadow on the wall.

"Who are you?"

Zhan An'an looked around, under the bed? No one, outside the house? No one either.

The male voice didn't answer her, and it didn't sound again, he seemed to be used to silence, used to following, so since she didn't know who he was, he didn't want to explain.

"Hey, you have invisibility, don't you?"

Zhan An'an was bold, returned to the fire, picked up the potatoes he had fallen on the ground, threw them back to the fire, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to release his abilities and accept the memories of the other party.

She wanted to find out the other party's position from the other party's mind, who they were, and what they were doing here.

But it's strange that she can't "see", she can't "see" anything.

"Is it my delusion? Did someone just speak? ”

Zhan An'an sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the fire and muttering to himself,

"Was there a man talking to me just now? It must be my memory, it's messed up again, and I have to clean it up regularly. ”

The firelight crackled, and the black shadow that fell on the wall jumped slowly, obviously Zhan Anxin was a woman, but the shadow on the wall was in the shape of a man.

But Zhan Anxin definitely didn't notice so much, the shadow was too quiet, there were too many memories in her mind and too messy, it was easy to mistakenly delete some memories that shouldn't be deleted, no one reminded her, and she just forgot about it.

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