Chapter 633 "Welcome Back"
"You've lost weight..."
After embracing her tightly for a long time, Luo Lan gently stroked her cheek and whispered.
Anna's eyes were still as pure as lake water. Although rippled, his figure was still clearly reflected in her blue eyes. But the girl's body was obviously much thinner. Through her clothes, he could feel the slight protrusion of her spine, the collarbones under her neck were prominent, and her face was no longer as round as he remembered.
"Sorry for making you worry." Smelling the fragrance emanating from her, Luo Lan felt a long-lost peace in his heart. It felt like an instant, but it seemed like centuries had passed.
Anna shook her head, wiping the tears that were shaking in her eyes on Luo Lan's collar, "It's good that you're awake."
"How long have I been unconscious? Three days... a week?" But seeing Anna so thin, he was a little unsure.
"More than a month."
Luo Lan was stunned, "What?"
"To be precise, it's been a month and twenty-two days," Anna couldn't help but laugh through her tears, watching his dazed expression. "It's autumn now, haven't you noticed that even the curtains have been changed?"
Had he been unconscious for almost two months? He incredulously moved his arms and quietly curled his toes, without any stiffness.
"Then how did I... eat?"
"You didn't eat," Anna leaned on his shoulder, holding his clothes tightly with both hands, as if afraid that he would fall asleep again. "Someone ate for you."
"Uh... can that be replaced?"
"It's the ability of Ermu from Bloodfang Association, she planted a symbiotic seed in you, usually she just needs to eat an extra portion of food."
It can be used like this! Luo Lan secretly marveled in his heart. This symbiotic relationship was obviously not just maintaining life. Judging from the fact that the muscles of his hands and feet had not atrophied at all, it was equivalent to completely connecting the two lifeforms, sharing a set of circulatory systems.
After marveling, he turned to look at the wooden basin on the ground, "Thank you for taking care of me during these days."
There was no doubt that after such a long time in a coma, his body was still dry and clean, which meant that someone had washed him and changed his clothes every few days. This was a tedious process, and patience and love were essential to do it day after day.
"Compared to what you've done, this is nothing," Anna whispered, "You have fulfilled your promise to the witches and defeated the army of the church. Now, in the entire Witch Union, every sister is willing to give everything for you, even without me, someone would be vying to take care of you."
"But I'd rather have you do it," Luo Lan looked at her and leaned down to kiss her.
After a while, the two reluctantly separated, and a blush appeared on Anna's cheeks, "Right, I have to tell the others quickly, they've been looking forward to this day for a long time."
"Not continuing?" Luo Lan grinned.
She unconsciously turned her head away, "You just woke up, you should take care of yourself first..."
"But I feel full of energy."
"That won't work either," Anna raised her hand and punched him a few times, then turned back to pick up the wooden basin and walked towards the bedroom door, looking back every few steps. "I'll be right back."
"I've slept enough, don't worry." Luo Lan smiled at her.
After Anna closed the door, he frowned.
Why did he sleep for so long? Could it be related to the incredible scene he saw in his dream?
He felt a faint unease in his heart.
Generally speaking, after waking up from a dream, the content of the dream would quickly fade away, and even be completely forgotten in less than a day, but even now, he still clearly remembered everything that happened in the dream.
Was that little girl of eleven or twelve really Xieluo?
Why did she call him uncle?
And that shocked look didn't seem fake.
The more Luo Lan recalled, the more he felt that there were more than one or two suspicious points.
The city in the dream was definitely not where he lived in his previous life. The school that appeared on television was the most powerful proof—that university should have been built on a mountain and was part of a scenic spot. No high-rise buildings were allowed to be built around the entire school district, but in the background of the news broadcast, he could see a gray skyline made up of skyscrapers.
The apartment building was also very problematic. Judging from the side-by-side residents and corridors, this was the oldest type of tube building structure, generally built in the 1970s, which was incompatible with the prosperous street hundreds of meters away and the taller buildings further away.
The combination of the dark green security door, the old-fashioned table fan, and the wall-mounted color TV was also very strange. Unless the owner had a special hobby, almost no one would decorate their living room like this.
Everything seemed real, but in reality, it was full of loopholes.
Was Xieluo's hysterical cry of "I will never let you go" before she disappeared a curse or intimidation? Did she just expect to create such a clumsy dream to confuse him? If it was just to give him a few nightmares, it would have been too much of a bluff.
Just as Luo Lan was pondering, there was a commotion outside the door.
A group of witches rushed into the bedroom and surrounded him. Luo Lan was a little embarrassed under everyone's eyes.
"Ahem... Anyway, I'm fine, these days..."
Lightning didn't wait for him to finish speaking, she jumped onto the big bed and hugged his neck.
"Thank God," Wendy clasped her hands in front of her chest, her voice filled with suppressed excitement, "You're finally awake."
"What a troublesome guy," Lily pouted, "Making us worry for so long."
"You can worry about others? That's a rare thing," Miyue muttered.
"Mortals are always more fragile than witches." Agatha took out a Balance Magical Stone and looked at Luo Lan in front of her. "Well... I can't observe any magical reaction, it seems you didn't inherit all of Xieluo's memories. How is it, do you remember anything? Like your memories as the Pope?"
Luo Lan asked with a slight surprise: "You know about this ability?"
"We captured a Purity of the church as a prisoner, and we found out from her."
"Is that so... but I don't seem to have accepted her memory."
"Wait, what if he's overwhelmed by more than two hundred years of memory, and he's no longer the Fourth Prince he used to be?" Ash stood up and said, "Who can prove that he is Luo Lan and not Xieluo?"
"Please, don't make trouble at this time," Andrea glared at her.
"He is His Majesty Luo Lan, I'm sure." Nightingale's voice came from the other side of the bed, what made Luo Lan feel strange was that she didn't show her figure as usual.
Then there was Nana, Juan, Yezi... In the witches' chattering words of concern, he felt a warmth filling his body.
The last one was Tilly.
She took Luo Lan's hand and said with a smile.
"Welcome back, brother."