Chapter 28 - Parallel World

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Her lower legs were soaked in the sea.

“Do you think Dacia will really stay with me?” I asked.

“If he doesn’t, will you be sad?” She didn’t answer and instead, asked a question.

“Of course!” I replied without hesitation.

“Don’t entrust your happiness to others or ask childish questions.”

Was she educating me? This was not the answer I wanted to hear.

I didn’t say anything. I hoped she would look back at me. That way, she would realize I was upset.

But she didn’t turn back. She even seemed to sigh. Was she even more unhappy than me?

“I’ve had similar experiences with you in the past. I fell in love with someone who was different from me and I wanted to be with him forever, just like you. Unfortunately, we separated in the end,” she said.

“You? Aren’t you me? Why don’t I remember this?” I asked curiously.

Technically, Dacia was the first heterosexual I had ever fallen in love with.

“I remember his name. His name is Winston Nelson.”

Her words shocked me. If I was right, this was the first time she’d released unfamiliar information in my dream.

Winston Nelson. If I remembered that name after I woke up, I must check the internet for relevant information.

“Annie, don’t listen to her nonsense.” A voice suddenly came from the sea.

I looked in the direction of the voice and was shocked to find Dacia’s head emerging from the sea while watching the other Annie warily.

“Prince Dacia, I’ve waited for you.”

The other me said with a sly smile.

“Wait, what do you mean? Do you know each other?”

I subconsciously asked before waking up.

“Annie? You okay?” Dacia was standing beside my bed with the smell of fish on his hands.

I looked around, and then the name I heard in my dream just now came to mind: Winston Nelson.

“Winston Nelson, check this name!” I said.

“Why? What’s so special about that name?” Dacia was puzzled.

So I told him about my dream.

“What? This kind of dream has happened many times already?” Dacia was very shocked.

“Yes, and I’m used to it both inside and outside the dream. I thought it might not be a dream, but a real parallel world. You know what a parallel world is, right?” I asked.

Dacia nodded. “Of course I know. But this view has never been scientifically certified.”

“Anyway, let’s check this name first.”

“Or check while we eat?” Dacia raised his hands.

“Sure.” I smiled. I was indeed hungry.

When we reached the dining room, I looked at the time and found that it was already past one in the afternoon. I didn’t expect to sleep so long.

Dacia brought his laptop to the table and started searching for the name of the person I was talking about.

I moved the stool over and looked at it with him. After flipping through a few pages of the website, I didn’t get any useful information. There were very few people with this name. They were all random people.

Just as I was about to give up, Dacia opened an encyclopedic and said, “Look at this.”

“Admiral Nelson?” I read it out loud.

“This is the only person whose name carries Nelson and who is also connected to the sea.” Dacia, probably thinking about the connection between the two Nelsons, frowned.

“Yes, and a historical figure at that.” I exclaimed as I read Vice Admiral Nelson’s information.

But apart from him being a Marine Vice-Admiral, we couldn’t find any more useful information.

It was quite idle of us to go through such lengths in real life for a surreal dream.

“Forget it, let’s not check anymore. Turn on the TV and watch the news,” I said.

Dacia nodded. “I want to finish the animation I watched halfway before.”

“You’ve been watching anime recently?” I asked in surprise.

“Yeah, have you read it? It’s a story about merpeople called ‘The Journey to the Ocean in the Other World.'” Dacia laughed.

I was puzzled. “What are you laughing at?”

“I’m laughing at the content of this cartoon. Humans have such a rich imagination about mermaids.”

“How can you watch it when it’s so funny? I would have given up long ago.” I turned on the television and switched to the news channel.

But Dacia became serious. “I want to see more of this kind of stuff. Perhaps I can create such stories online.”

“You want to be a web novelist?” I looked at him with widened eyes.

He nodded, then his attention was caught by the news on the television.

“Look.” He pointed at the television.

“…Now, let’s connect with the reporters at the scene. John, can you hear me? How’s the situation at the scene?”

“Okay, host, I heard it. The scene has been sealed by the police. The two female victims have been carried away.”

The conversation on the television with the reporter connected attracted me. Female? Dead? Two?

Could there be a murder case somewhere?

After the call ended, the camera switched to the recording studio. The host took the documents from the staff with a serious expression..