Wan Nianqing teased him that he hadn't changed at all, he was still as insecure as before, like a kid who had never had good things, and was afraid that what he had now would be taken away.
An empty dream world is constructed, and the surrounding scenery changes little by little.
Everything seemed to be back to the night when Dieffenbachia took the poison. People were coming and going in the snack street around, and there were two open bottles of wine on the table.
Dieffenbachia sat there, but there was no fatal poison in his hands.
His expression was calm, and he looked at Luther with a smile, like a kind brother next door.
"The fact that you can see me proves that you have noticed that something is wrong and that you are afraid."
His uneasiness turned into a evergreen in his dream. This feeling made Luther feel dumbfounded.
"Wake up, the stability you are pursuing is impossible to achieve. People will change, and the world will also change. You have been pushed to this point, don't you still understand this truth?"
"What if I just want to give it a try?"
"Then you need to be strong enough. At least you need to show that strength to everyone, instead of hiding it on the island."
Luther smiled and took a sip of wine. He knew it was a dream, but he still wanted to try it.
"I don't want any of them to be sad. I feel sick. I feel that all the good things on the island can be preserved forever."
"You have seen Basil, and you should know that people change faster than the world, so sooner or later they will know these things, and of course they will be sad."
"The news is not confirmed yet."
"Are you lying to yourself?" Dieffenbachia laughed loudly.
"How long do you want to hide it from Sirona? Forever?"
"The news is not confirmed yet," Luther repeated.
Evergreen mocked Luther for deceiving himself and others.
"But... ever since I realized that I was in a dream, I have been wondering why my anxiety is like yours."
Luther stood up and held the wine bottle in his backhand.
"I'm obviously talking to myself, but looking at your face makes me feel very uncomfortable."
"Now I understand. In fact, I already have the answer."
"Your appearance reminds me that I should be as decisive as I was when I dealt with you. In order to protect what I want, I can even risk myself."
"So it's easy to wake up."
Luther raised the wine bottle high and used the simplest and crudest method to turn the ridicule on Evergreen's face into fear.
Before Evergreen could even shout, the wine bottle was hit hard on his head by Luther.
After hitting it several times, Luther shouted happily.
"At that time, it was not satisfying at all for you to take poison and die. Now I feel better!"
As Dieffenbachia was smashed to the ground by these bottles, bleeding profusely, Darkrai and Cresselia's avatars in the dream began to twist, and the huge repulsive force made them ecstatic.
Luther woke up after falling ill, but it was entirely because he didn't want to wake up. They didn't know why Luther was so resistant to waking up. The dream was obviously very monotonous and did not leave any nostalgia at all.
What was flashing was nothing more than the scene of the Suzuran Conference and the scene where construction had just begun on the island.
Playing back and forth like this for three days, Darkrai and Cresselia continued to guide and build a better dream, but at the last moment they would be completely destroyed by Dieffenbachia breaking in.
Luther is the master of the dream, and Dieffenbachia is also the projection of his consciousness. They dare not interfere casually, and can only guide and watch silently.
Several times, Cresselia exited the dream world and couldn't help but want to force Luther to wake up when she saw Mai lying in front of Luther's hospital bed.
However, Darkrai directly gave her a skill. If she didn't worry about being in Luther's dream, Cresselia would definitely fight back...
She promised that she didn't fight back because she was afraid of Darkrai.
Darkrai thought deeper.
He saw the essence of Dieffenbachia and knew that Luther's coma for so long was not only due to illness, but also due to excessive anxiety.
Everything can only be solved by Luther himself.
Mai also had a dream. She dreamed about the first time she and Luther met in Black Gold City.
This is her favorite thing to remember, and it is the beginning of all good memories.
Whether it was the subsequent travels, the Suzuran Conference, or everything on Qidao now, it all originated from a conversation in that restaurant.
She tried to figure out why she fell in love with Luther.
Maybe it was the first time that I was recognized by others after I ran away from home?
Or maybe I had too little knowledge at the time and was easily attracted by Luther's words.
When did you start to feel that life would be impossible without him?
Mai couldn't think of a source, and over time she stopped thinking about it.
It's nonsense to like someone, and it's really difficult to find a fundamental reason for liking someone.
Probably only Luther could say with a smile that he liked her appearance and her long legs, and he honestly bought her clothes that showed off her figure.
She only knew that she fell in love with Luther later on because they were very close to each other during the trip, their daily interactions complemented each other perfectly, and Luther would always protect her from harm.
Luther came back in the snow for her own sake, she had already figured this out.
It was just an insignificant birthday. There was no need to hurry up and get his body into such a state, but he just did it.
When Luther woke up and just wanted to cover his aching head, he froze when he saw Mai lying on top of him.
In the quiet ward, Luther seemed to be able to hear his and Mai's heartbeats.
Mira, who quietly pushed the door open and came in, saw Luther sitting up against the head of the bed, stroking Mai's hair, and almost shouted.
Reacting very quickly, she quickly reached out and covered Huo Yan's mouth behind her.
Sure enough, when Huo Yan saw Luther waking up, he wanted to scream immediately.
"How long have I been asleep?" Luther communicated with Mira in spoken language.
"Three days."
"No wonder I'm so hungry. Get me something light."
Huo Yan slipped out of the ward without saying a word and hurriedly went to help Luther.
Luther looked at Mai, who was still sleeping soundly, and asked with a smile: "Has she not slept for a long time?"
"I've been taking care of you here for two whole days. Aoi wanted to change shifts, but she wouldn't let you."
Luther's breathing was a little short and his nose was a little sore.
"Call me."
"Who to call?"
"Galar, Kojiro."
Mira tried hard to discern the spoken language and confirm the message Luther conveyed, her eyes suddenly widened.
"Keep this matter a secret for me. I hope the entire Qidao will not know about it until it is thoroughly confirmed."
"Remember, let them do their best to confirm whether that Misaki is the one I know. This is very important to me."