An Lin's mother was called Mu Yudie, who died in a sudden car accident.
It was also because of that car accident that his father began to be depressed. In order to vent his emotions, he contracted the habit of gambling.
After that, his father lost all his fortune and was still in debt of millions. An Lin was caught by the debt collectors, and then he met the mysterious immortal, and from then on embarked on the road of cultivation.
All of this could be said to be interlinked. Without any of the links, there could not be the current An Lin.
However, now his mother suddenly appeared in front of An Lin.
Resurrection from the dead?
No! All of this was fake, an illusory world, how could there be resurrection from the dead!
But …
An Lin stared at his mother's face in front of him, feeling the breath, listening to her words, for fear that she would disappear again.
So similar … really similar …
Whether it was the smile or the voice, it was no different from the appearance in his memory.
"Linzi, why are you crying?" Mu Yudie frowned, walked over and pulled An Lin's hand, and asked with concern, "What happened?"
Xu Xiaolan was also given a fright, and she stared at An Lin with confusion on her face.
An Lin wiped his tears, resisted the urge to rush over and hug his mother, and shook his head, "Nothing, just remembered some sad past … Let's go, let's go in and eat!"
In the dining room, the big plate of braised pork knuckle was placed together with some other dishes, particularly conspicuous.
An Lin remembered that when he was a child, he was very picky about his food, especially thin.
At that time, his mother made up her mind to study how to cook pork knuckle. It was said that eating pork knuckle would make you gain weight.
Aren't you thin? Aren't you picky about your food? See how I feed you!
Then, the delicious braised pork knuckle was born, and his mother succeeded in conquering An Lin's stomach with cooking!
An Lin, who was in junior high school, became 80 kilograms from 80 kilograms.
Then his mother decided not to make braised pork knuckle for An Lin to eat.
When An Lin heard the news, he, a fatty who weighed more than 50 kilograms, burst into tears like a child. It was really embarrassing.
In order to eat Braised Pork Knuckle again, An Lin worked hard to lose weight. He finally lost weight during high school.
Mrs. An also promised to make braised pork knuckle for him after the college entrance examination. At that time, he had made a good plan. After all, he wouldn't be able to go home when he was in university. Even if he ate pork knuckles every day, he wouldn't get fat.
In the end, an accident happened after the college entrance examination.
The delicacy that An Lin had yearned for for many years would never be able to taste again.
…
An Lin sat on the chair, picked up a pork knuckle with his chopsticks, and gnawed on it.
Fresh, smooth and fragrant, fat but not greasy …
It was the same familiar smell, the same familiar formula, and the same taste that he had been longing for …
Why did the taste of pork knuckle feel so real here … It was obviously fake!
He had almost forgotten what it tasted like. He only remembered that it was very delicious. Why was this Braised Pork Knuckle able to evoke the taste in his memories? Why was it so similar to the pork knuckle his mother had once made …
Tears streamed down An Lin's face once again.
Xu Xiaolan, An Mingchuan, and Mu Yudie were all dumbstruck. Why was he crying again?
"Little Lin … Are you really alright?" An Mingchuan couldn't help but ask.
An Lin immediately shook his head. "I'm fine, it's just that the pork knuckle is so delicious that I'm crying!"
An Mingchuan's face convulsed slightly. Please find a better excuse!
A warm smile appeared on Mu Yudie's face as she picked up a piece of pork knuckle and placed it into An Lin's bowl. "Then eat more. Mom will make more for you in the future. You're a cultivator now anyway, so you won't get fat from eating too much!"
"Hmm …" An Lin nodded with a sour expression as he picked up a second piece of braised pork knuckle and began eating.
Before he knew it, he had eaten more than half of the large plate of pork knuckle.
After reuniting, his family began to chat with one another. They talked about running the clinic, as well as interesting news about Qi Lou City and the entire Tai Chu Continent.
An Lin cherished this period of time very much, even though he knew that it was all fake. However, he still felt a sense of warmth from their interactions. Was there anything better than having the people closest to him and the people he loved the most by his side?
After dinner, the stars shone in the sky.
An Lin walked into the courtyard and looked up at the moonless night sky with a myriad of thoughts running through his mind.
"You're acting a little strange today …" A gentle, pleasant voice sounded beside his ear again.
An Lin turned around to discover a pair of beautiful eyes staring back at him.
Her features were a little less vibrant and enchanting under the dazzling starlight, but a hint of gentleness appeared on her face instead.
"That's right, I've suddenly become sentimental …" An Lin smiled.
"You're not being too sentimental …" Xu Xiaolan cocked her head to the side as a complex smile appeared on her face. "I feel like … you're not him."
An Lin's eyes widened as he stared at Xu Xiaolan with incredulity etched on his face.
Never would he have thought that Xu Xiaolan would say something like this.
"Are you surprised?" A faint smile appeared on Xu Xiaolan's face as she said, "In the beginning, I also thought that you were just having some emotional issues. However, I later discovered that even though you're An Lin, you're not the An Lin that I know!"
"Hmm …" Her eyes shifted slightly as if she was thinking about how to phrase her words. "You have the same appearance and personality as him, but … you're like an An Lin with a different set of experiences …"
An Lin was truly astonished this time as a peculiar feeling welled up in his heart.
Was this an illusion or reality? What kind of world was this?!
"You're still that smart and understanding Xiaolan." An Lin smiled as he admitted his identity. "Then can you tell me about the An Lin that you know?"
Xu Xiaolan narrowed her eyes with a smile. "I'd love to, but you have to return An Lin to me after that!"
An Lin smiled awkwardly. "I'm An Lin …"
"But you're not the An Lin that shares memories with me. If it weren't for the fact that your eyes are so familiar, I would've thought that you've been possessed! "Xu Xiaolan glared at An Lin.
An Lin was a little speechless as he nodded. "Alright, after I leave this place, your An Lin should be able to come back!"
Xu Xiaolan began to recount how she and An Lin had met.
They had met in the Divine Court of the human race on this continent, and they were disciples from the same sect.
They became acquainted, became acquainted, and experienced a series of unforgettable events.
The two of them finally became dao partners on the hundredth year after they met.
It was also at that time that An Lin revealed his biggest secret.
He actually came from a faraway planet, and he wasn't a native of this Tai Chu Continent. Instead, he had transmigrated here!
Xu Xiaolan didn't mind this, and she and An Lin brought his parents over to this continent. They held a wedding ceremony with them as witnesses, and they lived happily ever after on this continent.
This was a very long story, and An Lin was a little dumbstruck after hearing it all.
It was a completely different yet equally spectacular experience, and there were also some unforgettable memories that only the two of them could share.
The environment on Earth was the same, but it was a different Tai Chu Continent …
After hearing Xu Xiaolan's story, he felt like either this was true, or those two red-robed elderly men were great scriptwriters! How f * cking difficult was it to create an illusionary realm to this extent?!
An Lin heaved a long sigh, and a complex expression appeared on his face as he looked at the woman before him.
Another An Lin? Another Xu Xiaolan?
There were also beast pets and friends who had been brought together by fate. Their experiences were different, but their personalities were the same.
Another An Lin … An Lin was a little envious of him.
This was probably the happiest life he could imagine.
But none of this was his, after all.
Perhaps …
Regardless of whether it was reality or illusion, it was time for him to bid farewell to this world …
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