Chapter 463: Reality and Falsehood, Reality and Dreamland
There was a little girl lying on the bed that was not spacious. She was wearing a cute pink cartoon pajamas, with big eyes looking at Zishou and a gentle smile on her face.
Zishou smelled a very light fragrance on her body, and his slightly sank brain felt a little more comfortable, and frowned and said, "Goddess, why are you here?"
At this time, Zishou still had too many questions in his mind, such as why he suddenly returned to his previous home, and why the goddess of heaven was in her bed.
The goddess of heaven said naturally: "I slept with my brother!"
Zishou was stunned for a moment, sat up from the bed, and the goddess sat obediently beside her, with a gentle expression on her face showing her brother's face.
This scene was very quiet and very real. When I woke up, I found my sister in her bed, smiling gently as I looked at me.
However, Zishu felt something was wrong in his heart, but he could feel that the goddess in front of him was real, not a fictional illusion: "Miss Husband, do you still remember what happened when we were attacked? Who attacked me? Why are we
Will it appear here?"
The goddess looked at Zishou and said, "Brother, you are dreaming again."
"dream?"
"Brother, have you forgotten that it was a dream?" The Heavenly Lady seemed to have gotten used to it and said, "I am your sister The Heavenly Lady Lady. You always have a long and continuous dream. When you wake up, you can't tell the difference between reality and reality.
Dream."
"Long dream? How is it possible?" Zishou said with difficulty. When he said this, some memories in his mind seemed to blur in an instant, and his feelings of nostalgia for certain places seemed to fade.
It’s like a person having a long and extremely real dream. When he wakes up, he finds that the world he is in is real. In that way, he will calm down the emotions of the dream and slowly forget the content of the dream.
"Those are all dream experiences? Are you my sister? Dear?" Zishou said with some uncertainty.
"Brother, what idiot are you talking about? Of course you are kissing me!" The goddess suddenly ran out of bed and left the bedroom barefoot. The sound of the door opening came again. Not long after, she ran away with her household registration book.
Come back: "You can see it yourself."
Zishou turned on his household registration book, and the next moment, he was stunned. The room became very quiet. Then something very noisy sound seemed to come from his ears, buzzing in his mind.
Let's go.
He tried to get rid of that sound, but the sound became louder and kept ringing in his ears.
until……
The goddess took Zishou's right hand and said softly: "Brother, get up and go brush your teeth!"
Zishou got rid of that sound and felt vaguely in his heart that he had lost something, but he couldn't remember it.
His brain is a little slow, and as long as he thinks, it will become chaotic and it is difficult to concentrate.
Under the pull of the goddess of heaven, he came to the bathroom and took the toothbrush handed over by the goddess of heaven with toothpaste.
"Celebrity, are you really my sister?" Zishou asked suddenly.
The goddess of heaven did not answer, tiptoed on her toes and touched Zishou's forehead with her little hand, and then said in a naive tone: "Don't have a fever! Are you stupid with my brother in Mengmeng?"
This innocent and natural tone made Zisu relax. He brushed his teeth in the eyes of the "supervised" of the goddess, washed his face again, and finally woke up a lot.
Back in the familiar living room, Zishou vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a scene in his memory, but some memories in the "dream" seemed to be constantly fading, becoming absurd and unbelievable.
The goddess trotted and opened the refrigerator, took out the food from it, and ran over happily: "Brother, eat."
"Yeah." Zishou found that he was hungry and thirsty. There were bread and two boxes of soy milk on the table. Zishou chewed it slowly. His taste buds clearly felt the sweetness of bread and the fragrance of soy milk. He could not pretend to be fake.
.
The memory of the dream appeared in Zishou's mind. He seemed to be sitting in the court, then he took a chariot to Nuwa Palace, followed by Su Daji and came to the back...
I can't remember some details in my memory, but I still remember them clearly. The only problem is that the emotions seem to fade. He seems to be watching his own experience in his dream from a third perspective.
"No, in the end I was attacked by three forces and fainted. What happened during the period when I fainted?" Although Zishou's emotions faded, he still remained rational.
After eating, the goddess of heaven opened the curtains and bright sunlight shone in. The room was clean and the objects were arranged neatly, giving people a sense of warmth.
This familiar warmth made Zishou feel unsure of what happened in his dream again.
"That's all a dream? This is true? No, no! It looks real here, but I remember I don't have a sister." Zishou suddenly recalled this incident,
"If this continues, I will suspect that everything is fake, and this world is real. I must leave here as soon as possible and find the channel to that world."
However, when Zishou wanted to use the law of space, a tearing pain came from his body. At the same time, his brain was in chaos and no trace of true energy could be gathered.
An irritable look appeared on his face. The more he wanted to gather the true energy in his body, the more he became irritable, his mind became a cloud of mucus, and some memories in the depths were constantly fading.
Seeing that he became so impatient, the goddess took Zishou's hand and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The gentle voice suddenly sounded in my ears calmed down a lot. He reached out and touched the forehead of the goddess: "It's okay, I'm thinking about something."
After saying that, he walked back to his room, took out paper and pen from the table, and wrote something on it.
"I am Di Xin, I..."
Originally, he wanted to write down all the experiences in his dreams, but for some reason, he became very irritable after just writing them. The narrow room seemed to have an invisible force to burst his heart, and the sense of unreality surged from all directions.
Come in and make him feel that everything is fake.
Pain, anxiety, fear, irritability, confusion, and panic all kinds of emotions surged into his heart. He was like a wounded lone wolf, suddenly raised his head and roared.
"Ah!" Zishou knelt on the ground, opened his mouth wide, as if something was swallowing his heart, and the room seemed to have turned into a bloody mouth, trying to swallow him.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The goddess came over and pulled him up.
Zishou grabbed the hand of the Heavenly Lady Concubine, and at this time he felt that the Heavenly Lady Concubine was the most real and the only real existence.
"I'm so upset, accompany me outside for a walk." Zishou felt that everything was wrong, but he couldn't get away from this wrong place, and some of the memories in his mind seemed to have been lost.
"Okay." The goddess of heaven hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
After Zishou was dressed neatly, he was much calmer and walked out of the room with the hand of the goddess.