"Whoosh—"
"Whoosh—"
It was the sound of the waves.
Sam opened his eyes, sowhat bewildered.
What he saw was an incredibly blue sky, with golden sunlight weaving through it, and the sound of waves gently rolling around him.
Waves?
Sam was puzzled.
His mory told him that he should have been at that critical mont of choice, leaping resolutely into the magma...
He could even still feel that extre burning sensation.
It was as if his entire body, his entire soul, was about to be burned to ashes, lted away like molten iron in a forge.
This sensation was unprecedented, and Sam even thought he had truly experienced what death felt like... It seed about right, anyway. Certainly, no one would want to die in such a way.
It was too painful.
Worse than torture.
This was no dream; it was more like a torture chamber!
But what was this situation now?
Could this be heaven?
"You're awake?"
The sudden words startled Sam, and then he saw a familiar face appear in his vision.
Young and gentle, with delicate features, her eyes filled with deep concern.
She was looking at him, nervous yet surprised.
Sam was startled at first.
"Boss?"
He struggled to sit up, unsure at first if it was really Mia herself or that haunting, eerie 'Mia'.
But she pressed a hand against Sam's chest, forcing him to lie back down.
Sam then realized that he had been lying on what seed to be her thighs, surrounded not just by the rolling sea but also a white yacht.
Now, the situation was as if the two of them were on a honeymoon, drifting on the boundless ocean.
The sunlight shone on their faces, and a gentle sea breeze blew, neither hot nor cold, but a very enjoyable, lazy warmth.
Sam was resting on her smooth, slender thighs...
The young man hesitated.
Looking up at the woman above his cheek, she wasn't naked but wore the sexy bikini he had first seen her in.
Only now, there wasn't much shyness on Mia's face, or perhaps she was able to restrain it, though maybe it was overshadowed by other emotions.
At least Sam could feel that she ant no harm, and it seed... she wasn't that fearso 'Mia'.
"Take a rest, you've worked hard."
She spoke softly, glancing at Sam, then her gaze shifted away as if to escape, her cheeks revealing a slight blush, like a flower on the verge of blooming but still retaining so of its youthful greenness.
Absolutely stunning.
Sam hesitated for a mont, looking at her delicate chin.
"Boss... you are yourself, right?"
Sam said this, still seemingly unsure of everything before him.
Mia smiled gently, looking down at Sam and couldn't help but reach out to softly stroke the young man's hair.
Her expression was as tender as an older sister's.
"Of course, it's ... don't be afraid anymore, she's gone now."
Clearly, Mia was aware of certain things, but Sam was still puzzled.
"Gone? Who exactly was she?"
The identity of the other was still a mystery, and Sam had yet to confirm what kind of existence she really was.
Mia thought for a mont, then shook her head slightly with a look of distress.
"I'm not really sure either, but she told ... in a sense, she is . But I shouldn't have schizophrenia, there isn't supposed to be a second personality, right?"
Looking at her, she didn't seem to be pretending, and Sam was indeed tired. The pain of being burned seed to linger in his heart, and he took a deep breath.
His body finally relaxed.
"I don't know, but people probably have multiple personalities, right? It's just that most normal people don't let their personalities control them. Everyone has more than one side, so having a second you might be normal, especially since... anything can happen in dreams."
The second personality could an many things.
But Sam had a new idea he hadn't yet shared with Mia.
It might not just be Mia's second personality.
Because when she brought up the existence of people like Angel, Sam realized that it wasn't just Mia's dreams being manipulated, but his own as well.
So, it was very likely that this person's appearance was triggered by Sam and Mia entering the dream together.
So, this person could very well be sothing Sam and Mia conjured up together without even realizing it.
It sounds a bit shocking, but it seems unimportant now.
Sam couldn't feel the presence of that person anymore, and from Mia's last actions and words, that 'Mia' might have been dealt with in so sense.
Once that choice was made, it seed destined to lead to a certain outco.
Sam had made the right choice.
Mia sighed deeply.
"You're right, anything can happen... Do you think this ans it's resolved? Can I finally control the dreams?"
"Why don't you try and see?" Sam said with a smile.
Mia looked at him curiously.
"Try?"
"If it's your dream and you want to control it, it ans you can do anything in this dream, so go ahead and do whatever you want."
"Really? I want to see a rainbow."
She said this and looked up.
Together, they saw a rainbow appear across the sky under the brilliant sunlight.
It was incredibly wide and vividly colored.
Mia looked down, her face lit up with surprise.
"It really works! I... I want to see snow!"
The mont she said this, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, as if they were goose feathers. Despite the sun and the rainbow still being visible, the snowflakes continued to fall.
Mia was grinning from ear to ear, looking at Sam with delight.
"I... I really did it!!"
Sam nodded in satisfaction.
"Congratulations, boss."
"Does this an... Charlotte can be saved?"
She was clearly still focused on their original goal, which, of course, might now be the most important thing to her.
Sam wasn't as optimistic.
"This might just an you have a chance to try, it doesn't guarantee success. You need to think about what if this happens again, if another person like this appears in your and Charlotte's dreams..."
"You an there could be another ?"
Mia furrowed her brows.
Sam shook his head. "It's not certain, but we need to be cautious..."
After all, that 'Mia' was a creation linked to her own dreams. It's possible that when she and Charlotte try to connect their dreams, a similar entity might appear. If that happens, the risks and difficulties would significantly increase.
It wouldn't just be about whether Charlotte could wake up; Mia herself might be in danger.
The words of the other party were still vivid in his mind.
If Mia woke up to find herself completely changed... Sam couldn't find a way to fix that.
"We definitely need to be careful..."
Mia suddenly wasn't so happy anymore.
But it was necessary. Although fluctuating emotions weren't ideal, it was better than blindly encountering danger.
From this perspective, Sam didn't want Mia to try to save Charlotte, even though the girl seed to have beco a vegetative state, which was indeed a pity.
Sam nodded, as if he could fall asleep on Mia's shapely legs.
Mia glanced at the boy who had gently closed his eyes.
She whispered, "But... thank you for this ti."
"For what?"
"Thank you... for making all this happen, for not letting this version of disappear."
Mia clearly understood those choices.
That's why she said such things, why she gently touched Sam's forehead with her fingers, carefully caressing.
Sam didn't open his eyes but smiled. "Speaking of which, I wanted to ask... when you faced that choice, did you choose for to sacrifice myself?"
Since the choice was correct, it ant Sam and her choices were the sa.
So, did she think he would sacrifice himself? That was quite astonishing.
Mia shook her head. "I... chose myself. The only difference was, her choice for was between you... and Aurora, and my mother and Charlotte."
"So that's how it is..."
The choices were indeed different. Sam was faced with the familiar female leads.
And her choices were naturally the important people to her.
Hmm...
Wait a minute.
"Why didn't you choose to sacrifice ?" Sam opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Right. If all those were important people... why not sacrifice Sam instead of herself?
What did that imply...
Mia's cheeks couldn't help but flush.
"You chose yourself too, right? Why are you asking ? I want to ask you the sa!"
Sam imdiately felt awkward.
What should he say?
But did she hear his candid womanizer remarks? It seed too embarrassing. Could he make Mia forget about it?
Suddenly, Sam swallowed back what he wanted to say.
He awkwardly replied, "Ah... yes, it seems we both have noble souls..."
"Idiot..."
Mia muttered under her breath with a blush.
Sam pondered for a mont.
"So... are we about to wake up?"
Mia looked at Sam.
"Do you really want to wake up now?"
Sam naturally replied, "Why wouldn't we wake up? Are we supposed to just keep sleeping? You..."
Then he caught Mia's gaze, sowhat enchanting and hazy, as if brimming with a springti radiance that rippled through.
It seed mixed with other... heart-racing emotions.
She brushed her hair back from her ear, and Sam saw her ear.
Her voice was very soft.
"Isn't it a pity to just leave like this?"
"So... what else do you want to do?"
After Sam said this,
He saw Mia look at him, then slowly lower her head.
Her hands cradled his face.
This posture, this gesture, looked... so familiar.
Familiar enough to make Sam's heart race, feeling the spread of an ambiguous atmosphere.
She couldn't be about to...
Sam watched as Mia slowly lowered her head, getting closer and closer, to his lips, to his cheek, and finally she said,
"Since all of this is a dream, right? Why don't we do sothing else..."
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