For some reason,
Catherine, clearly dominating the dream connection and theoretically enjoying absolute initiative within the dream space, not to mention completely surpassing William in terms of the Plague level (Path completion),
felt utterly uncomfortable when this individual, with half of his head cut off and a body very similar to William's, laid on the glass and licked it. Even a moment of fear was born within her.
The next second, a warning came.
"Yi Chen, behave yourself."
"I am behaving~ But this kind of twin tails is my favorite. There used to be a little girl at the Orphanage who played with me and always wore her hair like this. Unfortunately, the teacher shaved her head bald, and she ended up killing herself right in front of me.
It broke my heart for a long time, leaving me unable to eat or drink~
Looking at this lady always reminds me of her."
William responded, "You might as well stop making up stories. There's no such girl in my memory."
