Was it because they were thinking about each other, or was it because their minds were connected?
Makoto didn't know the answer to that question, but she felt inexplicably happy when Haoki-san appeared in her dream.
The Haoki-san in her dream was just like any other time.
She was cold and aloof, making her seem unapproachable.
But when she gathered her courage and sat next to her, she felt like she could feel her warmth. And when she gathered her courage and shortened the distance between them, she could feel their bodies touching.
She held his hand.
She was happy.
Unfortunately, this Haoki-san didn't seem to know how to speak, nor did she react.
Was her imagination too lacking?
At this time, she should have used her willpower and imagined the domineering Haoki-san pushing her against the wall and lifting her chin with one hand …
As she imagined this, Makoto began to laugh like a fool, saliva dripping from her mouth.
Unfortunately, this didn't happen.
Were dreams like this sometimes?
Even if she knew that this was a dream, many things were difficult to change, such as the passionate Haoki-san. Although it was regrettable, she was satisfied with just this.
"Haoki-san, do you want to drink some tea? Ah, drinking tea in a dream seems quite strange … Unfortunately, there aren't any books or anything else here. It's rare for you to come to my house, so why don't you take a look inside? "
Makoto said this to herself, then gathered her courage and pulled Haoki-san's hand.
And then, Haoki-san stood up and stood to the side, as if waiting for her to show her around. Instead, Makoto's face suddenly flushed red.
Bringing Haoki-san home … how should she describe it, she was so excited.
Unfortunately, this place was no longer as warm as it used to be.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that guests were coming … Even my dreams are so messy, I've had enough."
After pushing open the wooden door, she saw that the floor was covered in dust.
"As expected, no one lived here for a long time, right? After my grandmother passed away, this place was abandoned. In the past, this place was carefully taken care of. "
"I still remember that in the spring, there would be flowers placed in the vase at the entrance every day."
Makoto sighed.
Now, the vase at the entrance was broken, and there were only withered flowers left in it. It no longer had the fragrance of the past.
In the living room, there were still traces of sunlight on the floor that had been covered by the furniture. Unfortunately, there was nothing left … except for a broken chair, standing alone under the moonlight.
"Indeed, it's better not to look."
Shinichi shook her head and turned around. "Let's go somewhere else."
"Isn't this your home?"
This was the first time she heard Miss Huai Zhi speak in her dream. That figure walked past her and into the living room. She looked around curiously.
"Tell me," she said suddenly, "the story of what happened here."
"…"
Shinichi was stunned. After a long silence, she nodded her head vigorously.
"This chair was my grandmother's favorite chair when she was alive. She liked to sit here and look out the window. When he saw me, he waved at me. "
"This gap is where my front teeth fell out when I was young."
"… Most of the time, my mother would sit here and do some handicrafts. Sometimes, she would make a few dolls for me. Dad would come home very late every day, but sometimes when he was in a deep sleep, he would hear the sound of the door being pushed open at the entrance. Sometimes father would ask if Zhen Xi was asleep, and sometimes mother would ask him to keep his voice down … "
"Originally, there were pictures of my grandmother when she was young, my grandfather, and my mother when she was young. Later on, it was changed to pictures of me and my grandmother … After that, it was no longer hung here."
It was as if she was showing off her treasures.
Shinichi walked in her dream and wiped away the dust bit by bit. She told the only visitor about the past.
In the end, in the empty bedroom, she blew away the dust on the canvas and saw the old graffiti in the mottled colors.
"This was actually left here?"
She held the frame and sighed softly. Then, she laughed softly. "If only this wasn't a dream. I really want to bring it back."
"Is it something very precious?" Miss Huai Zhi asked.
"You can say that."
The girl sighed softly and looked at the faded traces of paint on the canvas.
"My father drew this for me … When I was young, I always said that I wanted to go to the big city that was mentioned on TV. In fact, I didn't even know what a big city looked like. I only knew that people there wore beautiful dresses, there were many cute dolls and toys, and there were endless candies.
But what my father and mother said was different from what I thought. Later on, my father drew a picture for me one day. But the drawing was so ugly that I couldn't tell anything. This is it. "
She showed the frame in her hand. There were only blurry patches of color left on it, and it was difficult to tell what it looked like in the past.
"This is the sun, this is a tall building, and this should be a car, right? I don't remember what this is. It seems that my father forgot as well. "
Shinichi shook her head and whispered softly, "My mother told me that Edo was like this. At dusk, the white buildings would be dyed pink, and the glass would emit a golden light.
There are so many people on the streets that I can't even count them. Cars are driving in groups as if they are throwing a tantrum … I always thought that they were lying to me, but the first time I left Daoquan Village, I realized that the outside world was exactly as they said. "
"Miss Huai Zhi, have you been to other places? Other countries and borders? " She turned around and asked curiously, "Someone as powerful as you must have been to other places, right?"
Miss Huai Zhi only looked at the picture frame in her hand and didn't answer.
It was as if she was admitting it, but also as if she wasn't.
She didn't know if she was listening.
It was as if she was hidden in a fog, difficult to reach, and impossible to see clearly.
But even if she was cold, there was a sense of reassurance.
It was as if as long as she was by her side, she would never be afraid. When she held her hand, she felt warm, as if she was being illuminated by the sun.
But if that was all, she felt that it wasn't enough.
Because she was lonely.
Shinichi looked up, wanting to say something, but stopped.
He had never felt such a desire to know her better. She wanted to stand by her side more intimately … she wanted to be like Miss Huai Zhi!
At that moment, the girl finally mustered up her courage.
"Miss Huai Zhi, I …"
Then, she woke up from her dream.
It was broken at the cruellest part.
The girl opened her eyes on the bed and looked at the pale ceiling in shock.
She didn't know when her hand had reached out, as if she wanted to touch something, but she didn't touch anything.
"Eh?"
She was stunned.
.
.
Below the stone marrow museum.
At some point, in the basement, which was dozens of times larger than the surface, it was as large as a huge plaza.
Tongi's hand paused for a moment, and she looked away from the projection of the Book of Destiny. She looked up and saw a small dot of light floating in front of her.
"Hmm? Is this … a believer? "
As if in disbelief, she was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly.
She didn't expect that in order to complete the substitute, after creating the reflection of Huai Zhi Suko, the divinity of the Young Master of Destiny could be sprouted from the essence of her soul.
And this divinity was even pointing in the direction of East Lord, faintly possessing the characteristics of Xi He? No matter how deep her foundation was, wasn't this a little too much?
What was this? Was it a surprise or a shock?
This was really too interesting.
"Huai Shi, we are indeed the most compatible contractors in the world …"
She narrowed her eyes in pleasure, humming a vague and ancient tune.
Behind her, the God's Wedge floated quietly like the sun, glowing faintly.
.
.
As soon as Huai Shi opened his eyes, he sensed that something was wrong.
Of course, it wasn't that he saw Huai Zhi Suko playing Crow or something. Rather, he felt that something had changed.
Something was different.
Early in the morning, as he was brushing his teeth in a daze, he looked into the mirror and saw his own reflection — — it had completely transformed into Huai Zhi Suko.
This was a state that was close to completion.
Huai Shi's reflection had completely overlapped with Huai Zhi Suko's record. Through Young Master of Destiny's reflection as a medium, she could be said to be the embodiment of Huai Shi's Origin Substance.
She could even take his place to complete some simple tasks and tasks.
If it was just rapid progress, he wouldn't be so surprised … … But who could tell him what that faint halo above his head in the mirror was?
"Heavens, I've become an immortal!"
He put down his toothbrush, dumbfounded, and raised his head to look above his head. Under the sunlight outside the window, the faint halo above his head glowed faintly.
What was this thing … …
But when he reached out to touch it, the faint halo quickly dissipated.
It was as if it had never existed.
Just as he was rubbing his chin, thinking for a moment, calmly analyzing, and then making a call to angrily scold a certain black-hearted woman for doing something, his phone rang first.
It was Hu Po's number.
"You did this?"
As soon as the call connected, an angry voice came from the other side.
"What?" Huai Shi was confused. "What did I do now? Wait, did someone see what Huai Zhi Suko did last night? "
He lowered his head in shock and looked at his own reflection.
He suddenly didn't know how to explain that his avatar seemed to have become sentient, and that there was an additional halo above his head. Who knew what kind of heartless thing had happened.
He had just fallen asleep after a hangover.
On the bright side, at least he didn't open his eyes like in the movies and have a baby next to his pillow.
Then he really wouldn't be able to defend himself.
"Lianjian Bujing is dead."
"That's it?"
Hearing Hu Po's voice, Huai Shi subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death! I thought you were going to slander my innocence! Speaking of which, what does Lianjian Bujing's death have to do with Huai Zhi Suko? "
"You really didn't do it?" Hu Po was still full of doubt. "Huai Shi, we're grasshoppers on the same line. You don't need me to explain this logic, right? If you want to do something, you don't have to do it behind my back … "
Huai Shi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"He already left. I was so drunk last night that I could barely walk. It's fine if you want me to take someone's virginity from thousands of miles away, but to chop a middle-aged uncle, do you think I'm crazy? Speaking of which, how did he die? Who did it? "
"Who else could it be?"
Hu Po sighed with a headache. "Of course it's Lianjian Bujing.
At this moment, a candidate who left died. This matter has completely blown up. You have to be careful. Maybe the people from Luming Hall will come looking for you … If they come looking for you, don't say anything. Don't do anything unnecessary. I'll be there immediately. "
"… Are you sure?" Huai Shi asked.
"What else?" Hu Po was angry. "Do you believe that if I don't do anything, how many people will be anxious to put this blame on your head?"
"No, I don't have any suspicions."
Huai Shi raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. "What I mean is, if you want to be a defense lawyer, you can prepare now."
In that instant, the door turned to dust with a loud bang.
A burly figure wearing a bamboo hat rushed into the room and roared angrily. "Surrender yourself, Huai Zhi Suko, you murderous demon!"
Huai Shi shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.
"It's just that this doesn't look like they're here to talk nicely …"
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