Unlike the lively excitement in Anne’s dream, the air outside was eerily quiet.
Li An did have a way to resolve Lauren’s request—to end Anne’s dream and wake her up earlier.
Li An’s title was the Frost Flower Saint, and in the game Floral Fantasy Poem, her class classification was actually a Warlock.
A mage!
You had to know, Warlocks had the most versatile methods.
This profession might not be the strongest in a fight, but it was the most flexible and troublesome to deal with.
She offered a plan—directly use the spell [Water Mirror Art].
Its effect allowed observation of distant places and special environments.
In short, first take a peek at what kind of dream was ensnaring Anne, then prescribe the right remedy and let Lauren go wake her up.
Li An watched the dream scene shown by the Water Mirror Art, and couldn’t help grumbling inwardly.
“So sweet and mushy, so cringe!”
“Jeez, this catgirl gets to eat this well in her dreams? Not even embarrassed!”
Yeah!
Understandable!
To be honest, deep down, Li An was a little envious of Anne’s happy, perfect dream, but she was different from Anne.
Her class was a Warlock—she had to distinguish between reality and illusion.
The spell required high intelligence and technical skill to be wielded.
If even she herself couldn’t tell the difference, she’d blow herself up one day while using magic.
Li An preferred seeking real happiness; she couldn’t easily indulge in dreams like that.
As for you, Anne—you can’t tell the difference! You can’t!
A beautiful dream right in front of you—can you really not tell, or do you just not want to?
Hard to say, hard to clarify!
“Sigh, no wonder she doesn’t want to wake up.”
“I wonder what he thinks seeing this scene.”
Li An couldn’t help but glance sideways at Lauren beside her.
He stared at the scene before him, showing no obvious emotion on his face.
And right now, in the Water Mirror Art, Anne’s dream was unfolding.
Anne was holding little Ange, leaning against Lauren’s shoulder.
The family of three was laughing peacefully in a sunflower field.
The scene was as warm as an illustration cut from a fairy tale.
Lauren was silent for a moment.
Not because he didn’t want to speak, but because he didn’t know what to say.
Such an unfamiliar scene.
Even in his past life, Lauren had never imagined he would have such a happy marriage, a harmonious family, a faithful wife, and a lovely daughter in the future.
After all, as a 996 worker, he had been lost about the future, had no time for dating, and was too busy burying his head in earning money—without any pursuit of his own.
On the national highway, after dueling with a heavy truck, he actually had time to consider this matter.
A boy who was a villain was examining someone else’s vision.
He saw the most genuine emotion the maid showed when imagining her future.
It was indeed loyal love, no doubt!
Anne wanted to spend a life like that with him.
In the scene, the “him” was squatting beside a rocking chair, reaching out to smooth Anne’s wind-tousled bangs, his gaze incredibly tender.
And that daughter of his, Ange, was riding on his neck, pulling his hair as reins.
Demon Pill or Spirit Pearl?
But what about the current him?
How should he treat this maid’s hope?
At the same time, Lauren was searching for his own vision.
What was there to hesitate over?
Such a good girl—you’d never find one in modern society!
Dreams hold both joy and sorrow; a great dream must eventually end!
Lauren thought, what’s the point of sinking into a dream forever?
Come back to reality, Anne.
If you want such a beautiful future, you have to create it and build it with your own hands.
Indulging in dreams alone is useless!
Li An secretly turned her head to observe Lauren’s expression.
She had expected to see embarrassment, blushing, or at least flustered nervousness.
After all, anyone suddenly seeing their “married life” ten years later would surely be shaken, right?
But the boy in front of her didn’t show that.
Lauren said calmly.
“Uh… what does she usually think about?”
Li An hesitated for a moment, then blinked and said:
“Probably thinking about you?”
“Thinking about me? Hmm, indeed.”
“Li An, you’re right.”
“Dear Lauren, I told you to call me Lily~”
“Oh… Lily, you’re right.”
Lauren nodded and pointed at Anne in the Water Mirror, who was massaging his shoulders.
“Then let’s wake Anne up.”
He looked down at Anne still sleeping soundly on the bed.
“Come see the real me.”
Her tail curled into a heart shape in her sleep.
The Water Mirror Art scene continued.
In the dream, Anne was teaching little Ange to curl her cat tail around a sunflower.
Mother and daughter laughed together.
“How to wake her? You could just punch her directly—that’s the simplest way—but I don’t think you want to be rough, right?”
“In any case, not recommended for a girl!”
Lauren thought.
You caused this mess, so you give the plan!
Or maybe I go in and take a look?
It seems like it’s not prohibited?
Lauren spotted a blind spot.
“Then let me go in. You can do that, right?”
Li An was slightly stunned, a trace of surprise flashing in her golden eyes.
“You want to enter her dream?”
In that case, am I helping my love rival?
Suddenly, a doubt flashed through Li An’s mind.
Wait, how could I think that?
The world of love is so dark!
At least she was a Saint, a good person with a conscience.
“Yes.”
On the other side, Lauren’s tone had no hesitation.
“Instead of waiting outside in vain, it’s better to go in and pull her out directly.”
Li An was silent for a few seconds, as if calculating something.
“It’s not impossible.”
She spoke slowly.
“The ‘dream entry’ branch extended from the [Water Mirror Art]. In principle, it’s similar to spying, just needing an extra medium. Your consciousness will follow the spell’s channel into Anne’s dream. However…”
“However, what?”
“However, you need to understand—that’s her dream. Everything in it is a projection of her subconscious, including that you.”
Li An pointed at the dream Lauren in the Water Mirror, who was smoothing Anne’s bangs.
“That guy isn’t the real you. He’s the ideal version of you in Anne’s heart.”
“Once you go in, you might see a lot of… embarrassing things.”
Lauren: “What do you mean?”
“The point is, if you do something that goes against her subconscious expectations, the dream could become unstable or even collapse.”
“It won’t endanger her life, but Anne might get scared.”
Li An lowered her voice.
“The Anne in the dream is the most real. She won’t know you’re an outsider. But if you say something overboard, she’ll remember it subconsciously.”
Lauren glanced at her.
“You seem to have quite a bit of experience.”
Li An took an involuntary half-step back.
“Oh, I just have a lot of theoretical knowledge.”
“I definitely don’t use it often!”
“Then how do I get in?”
“Lie down beside her, relax your body. I’ll cast the spell to connect your consciousness. Once you’re in, you’ll have about fifteen minutes.”
“Any longer, and your consciousness might get assimilated by the dream. Then you won’t be able to tell which side is reality.”
“But don’t worry, I’ll save you!”
Li An put away her joking expression and became serious for once.
“Remember, you’re going to wake her up, not to dream with her. Find her and tell her it’s time to come back.”
Alright, Anne’s Personal Quest Round 2 begins!