Of course Lin An knows that Maomao is a fan of Chen Xin, but not all Chen Xin fans are Maomao.
This is a bit like a person with two personalities. Lin An fell in love with Chen Xin's sub-personality.
Although this metaphor is inappropriate, it is generally the feeling.
But now, Lin An looked at Maomao again, but he felt a unique sense of harmony.
Not so extreme, yes, it's amazing. Wizards always have a variety of extreme emotions, just like cats are always a little restless.
Chen Xinmi is too cold.
But this kind of coldness and restlessness are not opposites. It is a feeling of "coldness containing restlessness", which is extremely unique.
Like a budding red rose with thorns.
The Chen Xinmi in front of her has a blooming beauty. She is cold and restless, with a very unique cold enthusiasm.
"you……"
Lin An was silent for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Swallowed up Chen Xinmi?"
The giant snake twisted and raised the seat. Chen Xinmi swung her legs lazily on it, looked at Lin An with a smile, and shook her head, "The spiritual world is very magical. I don't know how to describe it. She and I entered Here, suddenly..."
She elegantly put her hand against the giant snake to support her head, tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally came up with an adjective, "The me now and the me in the past have reconciled."
"Lin An, this is amazing. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to tell you what the real path of spiritual practice is like!"
"The soul is completely shining with the light of spirituality. Now we embrace the past, so there is a future!"
"The mind is the true self given to every living being by nature, and spirituality is the embodiment of the true self obtained from practicing in nature. Only the combination of mind and spirituality can become the 'only', 'the only real me'."
She stared at Lin An and smiled sweetly, "Lin An, if I were a Maomao and a Chen Xin fan at the same time, would you still like me?"
Lin An didn't know. He felt that the cat in front of him, oh, or Chen Xinmi, was a bit strange.
It's like a familiar person separated from each other. Some of the things everyone has experienced, the other person is still the other person, but the other person is no longer the familiar person yesterday.
This is a good thing.
Chen Xinmi has already moved towards the only one.
And whether it was 'Maomao' or 'the Chen Xin fan that Lin An knew before', they are already in the past tense.
"Hehe, are you speechless?"
Chen Xinmi was not angry, she just looked at Lin An with a smile, narrowed her eyes, covered her chest, and snorted softly, "Your heart is still beating in my chest, Lin An, You can’t escape!”
Lin An spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry."
He didn't want to deceive Maomao, he really couldn't tell.
"Lin An..." Chen Xinmi hesitated, looked at Lin An expectantly, struggled for a while, and finally said, "I couldn't tell you before, but after we met, I didn't know whether to tell you... "
Lin An didn't know what he thought of and took a breath.
He stared at Chen Xinmi's belly with wide eyes, "Don't tell me that you gave birth to a child for me!"
Phew~
Chen Xin smiled, her whole body quivering with giggles. She smiled and looked at Lin An with her big watery eyes, "If you want a baby, I will give birth to you in the future." one."
"..."
Lin An breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed for some reason.
"Hmph~" Chen Xinmi snorted coldly, her eyes full of annoyance as she glanced at Lin An, looking very much like the royal sister she had when she first met Chen Xinmi.
Oh, it was her.
Lin An shook his head.
"You must be thinking that if you have a child, it will be the child of you and Maomao. But Lin An, I am Maomao, and I am also a fan of Chen Xin. You..."
She looked at Lin An with complicated eyes, "I am who I am!"
Lin An nodded and looked at her seriously and sincerely, "Yes, I'm happy for you!"
This is sincere.
Chen Xinmi laughed, smiling very happily.
"What I actually want to tell you is that the mind and spirituality themselves are very complex states. When I obtained the only true self, I felt the one and only that belonged to me, and it appeared in many places."
"???" Lin An was stunned for a moment and looked at the other party with some confusion.
"In your computer, in many computers in your company, in the server..." Chen Xinmi smiled slightly, "You have unknowingly incorporated a lot of my rhythm into many spiritual portraits."
Lin An was stunned for a moment. He obviously no longer integrated the opponent's rhythm into the creation of the game. He didn't expect that he would still do such a thing subconsciously when drawing spirituality.
"And, from the bottom of your heart!"
Chen Xinmi pointed at Lin An, "I feel me in your heart. Maybe next time, if you want to see the real me, you can try touching that painting."
"But I don't know what will happen..."
Chen Xinmi hesitated, "Lin An, to be honest, as far as the real world is concerned, I am dead, really dead. When I came here, I felt that I might not be able to go back, and I didn't dare to go back. I was afraid Bring disaster to the real world, just like the Lich appears in the real world."
"But I know that in your heart, as long as your will allows me, I can enter your heart."
"I don't know the consequences..."
What's in Lin An's heart?
That's too much.
There is the clown-faced wizard, there is Old Liu, there is the old boss Old Liu, there is the whale witch, there are all figures.
And if we talk about the depth of the soul, the gap between the real world and the spiritual world, then there are more. There is its own witchcraft spirituality, various absorbed spiritualities containing memory, will, and emotions, and various portraits.
Lin An is willing to try this.
He mobilized the power of the spiritual 'ugly head' and soon reached the depths of his soul. Looking up, he could see the portrait of the black cat in it.
He thought for a moment and gently reached out to touch it. It was a wonderful feeling.
It's like putting one heart on top of another.
Buzz buzz~~
The portrait shook, and the black cat's portrait began to change.
From a black cat, he became a fan of Chen Xin sitting on a sofa made of giant white snakes.
The portrait quickly changed again, turning into a window with dark golden mist surging inside. Chen Xin smiled at it, "Can I enter your heart?"
Lin An thought for a while and nodded slightly.
The giant snake twisted its body and sent Chen Xinmi, who was sitting on it, to the window. She stretched out her hand gracefully, and Lin An gently took her hand.
Then, she slowly walked out of the window.
Unlike the shy and delicate posture of a cat, it is the elegant posture that Chen Xin is fascinated by.
To be honest, Lin An was somewhat defensive.
He really wanted to experiment with the usefulness of these spiritual portraits suspended in the depths of his mind, and also wanted to try to see if Maomao could return to the real world, even if it was just to enter the depths of his mind.
But now, this woman seems more like a fan of Chen Xin.
He has secretly called the ugly head, and is also carefully feeling the opponent's existence to see if he can use the method of digesting spirituality to eliminate the opponent.
When Chen Xinmi was planning to do something to herself.
efficient!
The feeling that Chen Xin is fascinated by entering her heart is the same as the feeling of absorbing those witchcraft and spirituality. It can be digested and absorbed!
"I feel……"
Chen Xinmi raised her long white fingers and looked at them, "I am constantly breaking down and then integrating into you."
Lin An nodded. The spirituality stored deep in his heart would continue to evaporate and be digested and integrated into his body. This was something he knew very early on.
He could feel that the other party's more prominent spiritual characteristics carried the aura of a lich, and even if only a few bits of the aura were digested, there would be a slight stinging feeling.
"you……"
Before Lin An could speak, a pair of cold hands suddenly hugged his neck, and his cold body pressed against him.
Chen Xinmi kissed him hard.
a long time……
a long time……
"Hate, where are you putting your hands?"
Lin An smiled sheepishly, but couldn't bear to let go, "A man's instinctive reaction."
Chen Xinmi rolled her eyes, "Remember, Maomao likes you, Chen Xinmi also likes you, and now, I am who I am, and I like you too, no matter what you think of me."
She wanted to tell more.
But a terrifying twisted crack began to appear in the void behind her, dark golden viscous liquid began to seep in, and drops of black oil began to condense on the ceiling of the spiritual space.
She looked back and sighed, "Sure enough, humans and ghosts are different, and so are humans and lichs."
She looked deeply at Lin An, and finally had to return to the portrait.
(End of chapter)
