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Although the dream didn't take away all of Kent's thoughts, at least it had an effect, otherwise he wouldn't have put aside his doubts so easily at this moment.

Two steaming bowls of glutinous rice balls were brought in by the staff of the restaurant. Meng Qing smiled and said, "This kind of food is called glutinous rice balls. It is a traditional delicacy that existed long, long ago and was only eaten on special festivals. It is wrapped in It’s glutinous rice with sesame stuffing inside.”

In order to prevent Kent from being unable to do anything, Meng Qing scooped up a glutinous rice ball with a porcelain spoon, brought it to her mouth and blew a few times, then slowly put it into her mouth.

Kent imitated Meng Qing's example and put a glutinous rice ball into his mouth, but he was so hot that he gasped. Meng Qing hurriedly smiled and said, "Eat slowly, don't burn it."

In ordinary dreams, dreamers will lose the three senses of smell, taste and touch, leaving only the two senses of shape and sound, so they will not smell fragrance, taste sweetness, or feel pain.

But the current dream is obviously not an ordinary dream. In order to make Kent's feelings more real, Meng Qing put some spiritual power on him. real reaction.

For example, right now he ate a mouthful of glutinous rice balls in his dream, obviously he wouldn't really feel the heat in reality, but in the dream he had a very real feeling of being burned.

Kent took a few breaths, feeling that his mouth was not so hot, and then carefully chewed twice, the fragrant filling wrapped in the glutinous rice instantly flowed into his mouth, accompanied by a strong sesame aroma.

"Hmm..." This taste was strange and unique to Kent. His eyes widened slightly, and after chewing a few times quickly, he couldn't wait to stuff another glutinous rice ball into his mouth.

Meng Qing sat opposite and watched with her chin resting. When Kent swallowed the fifth glutinous rice balls, she reached out and moved the bowl and spoon in front of him aside.

"I'm not full yet." Kent looked at Meng Qing aggrievedly. It was his first time eating this kind of food, and he still hadn't had enough of it yet.

Meng Qing handed him a cloth towel and explained: "Don't worry, we have to taste a lot of delicious food tonight. If you are full now, what should you do later?"

Kent looked at the remaining half bowl of glutinous rice balls with regret, and nodded with difficulty: "Okay then, where are we going next?"

"Let's go to the night market. There are many snacks in the night market, and there is also a place to guess lantern riddles." Meng Qing stood up, picked up the lantern again, and lightly lit the outer wall of the paper lantern, and the warm and soft candlelight instantly ignited inside. .

Kent thought this thing was very interesting before, so he couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

"This is called a lantern, just like the glutinous rice balls just now, it only appears on specific festivals." Meng Qing picked up the lantern and winked at Kent, "Speaking of which, there is an allusion, do you want to know? "

The light in the room was very dark, but Kent felt that Meng Qing's eyes were shining brightly. Under the gaze of these eyes, he subconsciously nodded.

"Then let's go, I'll tell you as we go," Meng Qing walked ahead carrying a lantern, and Kent followed closely behind, as if in this strange environment, Meng Qing was his sense of security, " According to legend, a long, long time ago..."

Meng Qing slowly told a legend that no one would know in the future world, her tone was light and long, just like the hazy environment around her, it made people feel meaningful.

When he finished telling the legend, the two of them were already in the bustling market.

Originally, this should be a very poetic scene, but Kent ruined the atmosphere as soon as he opened his mouth: "This legend should be false, because there is no such illusory thing in this world."

"..." Meng Qing suddenly felt powerless, so she could only divert Kent's attention, pointing to the small stall beside her and said, "There are snacks there, do you want to try it?"

Kent's eyes lit up. After tasting the legendary glutinous rice balls, he has already developed a great interest in snacks.

The two walked side by side to the booth, poked their heads to look at the various snacks on the top, Meng Qing saw Kent's amazed and dazed look, and asked the vendor to wrap two pieces of each snack for them.

After receiving the packaged snacks, the two turned their heads and left, but were stopped by the peddler: "Guest officer, you haven't paid yet."

"..." Meng Qing suddenly regretted making the dream too realistic. It doesn't matter whether she gives money or not, but this person is so persistent.

Kent's whole body suddenly stiffened, and he faltered: "I... I don't seem to have any money with me."

"...I brought it." Although Meng Qing complained in her heart, she paid the money calmly on the surface, opened the paper bag containing the snacks, and handed it to Kent, "There are osmanthus cakes and chestnut cakes , Mung Bean Cake, Furong Cake, Lily Cake... try a piece of each."

Kent felt a little wronged again: "But you asked him to wrap two yuan."

"Did you forget me?" Meng Qing frowned pretending to be angry, Kent stopped talking immediately, and only stretched out his claws to carefully take out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the paper bag, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then slowly Put it in your mouth.

The rich and creamy texture of the mouth is almost intoxicating. Kent has eaten many kinds of biscuits, but none of them tastes so wonderful.

"Is it delicious?" Meng Qing asked with the corner of her mouth curled up.

Ken nodded like pounding garlic, squinted his eyes and savored it for a while, then quickly picked up the second piece of dim sum from the paper bag and put it in his mouth. Unlike the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which is soft and fragrant, mung bean cake has the same soft, sweet and dry taste. Aftertaste endlessly.

Seeing that the corners of his mouth were covered with crumbs, Meng Qing thoughtfully took out a white handkerchief and handed it over. Kent was about to reach out to pick it up, when suddenly he heard a familiar bell ringing from far away, and his consciousness in a dream gradually faded away. pull back...

Picking up the communicator on the side, Kent took several deep breaths before connecting. This was the first time he felt irritable because he was woken up from his sleep. He could have eaten a few more snacks just now!

"Father." Kent rubbed his eyebrows with a depressed expression, but his tone was respectful.

Opposite the communicator is Kent's father, Marshal Abel Ceballos. He was appointed as the supreme commander of the Rose Legion at the age of 67. He has participated in commanding humans and Zergs in cross-star field operations many times. He is a man with excellent command and combat capabilities. Very strong military general.

Abel on the other end of the communicator could tell the other party's emotions through the subtle difference in his son's tone. After a pause, he asked, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but I have something to tell you as soon as possible."

"Father, please tell me." Kent's tone has become very serious, and he will contact himself at this time, there must be something very important.

Abel's words were very succinct: "Tara is dead." #####