367 STOP 2: New Purgatory City: Minecraft

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

When I opened my eyes, I was still in front of the wheat field.

Yes, dreams.

It's not, dreams.

Like a dream, not a dream.

The dream seems deep.

Xiuxiang breathed in the fresh air, closed her eyes and opened her eyes again in a world full of colors, what a wonderful place - although it is fake, but this place is lovely, it is a place that people want to stay.

"Where is this?" thought Hideka.

The arms were cold, not cold, but slightly cold.

She crossed her arms and touched her smooth skin.

"Turns out, my clothes don't even have sleeves, didn't I wear a black sweater?" Xiuxiang smiled softly, it seemed like a long time ago, and it didn't matter anymore.

"Isn't it an illusion? It is said that there are many kinds of aromas that can make people hallucinate. ”

"Here, it's not fragrant. Xiuxiang thought, "I've never seen such a real illusion, and at the same time, this is a 'fake' illusion." ”

Even in the wheat field, the colored ears of wheat were very rough.

"It turns out that this is my fantasy world, and if this is my world, then my world is so colorful. It can be seen that I am really lazy, and I don't want to think a little more about making the world look more real. ”

"That doesn't seem like a good sign. "However, I don't want to think about it anymore, and I don't even want to go back to face that world." ”

It turns out that this is a lot of fun.

I don't know where this is, but this place makes Xiuxiang want to stay.

"Sure enough, it's my world.

I love the sun.

I love color.

I believe in the future.

I, don't look back.

I, leaving the past behind.

I, cut off the pain.

I quit longing.

I think of myself as the center of the world.

I, in the center of the world, sat elegantly.

I sat there and watched the wind and clouds rise.

I sat there, looking forward to a new life.

I sit there and shouldn't think about it.

I shouldn't be dissatisfied as I sit there.

How can I still think about looking for him?

How can I still be, thinking ......"

Many, many, many have already been obtained.

Many, many have lost themselves.

What you gain and what you lose are all your own, so why bother.

"It's good here. Xiuxiang said, "Although it is a little fake, it is very quiet, free, and happy." ”

The joy of oneself. It's also better than the pain of two people.

Hideka stroked her arm.

It turned out that I was wearing a white cut-sleeve skirt, the top was short, the hem was a tassel design, the lower body was a small A-line skirt, and a pair of small white sandals on my feet.

She looked up at the sky.

"Where's the sun?"

Didn't see the sun.

But it's daytime.

The feeling of sunshine, warm but not hot.

"Ah, another world. ”

She also knew that she was in another world, a world of colorful summers.

It's a very empty place.

The whole world is like a colorful wheat field, Xiuxiang stands alone in the wheat field, watching the colorful wheat waves gently sway like the wind, regular, and beautiful.

Xiuxiang thought to herself, "It would be nice if I wore shorts, I used to have an opinion about the white long-sleeved shirt, which is a lantern-shaped almost transparent white gauze sleeve, and the body is dyed with a silk fabric dyed like the moonlight of the lotus pond, and the waist is also tied with an elastic band, which shows the waist, but it is delicate and beautiful, if I wear such a dress, and then match it with white shorts." ”

Although the blouse only cost less than 50 yuan at the time, I wore it for two or three years, and I liked it very much, and it looked small when I wore it, as if I had returned to my childhood in an instant. ”

Xiuxiang walked and walked on the wheat field, not tired at all, and was actually light.

She stretched out her hand to support the tender green wheat waves beside her, and she was not sure, this was the wheat.

"Why is the wheat so tall when it is not ripe?"

There is still a temperature left on the hand that the wheat has turned into a light mist and flown away, and this area is a green wheat field.

When Hideka saw the wheat in front of her, she gave up thinking about "whether this is wheat anymore".

Further on, it's red.

The color of the red is not variegated at all, and Xiuxiang closed her eyes, because the color in her eyes was too stimulating, and she walked through the wheat field with her eyes closed.

The next wheat field is the common golden yellow, this golden wheat field is simply so beautiful, every ear of wheat is floating like gold dust, and it smells like the smell of ripe wheat.

"Haha, it turns out that this fragrance is also fake. Hideka said, "How do I know what wheat tastes like?" I have never planted or confiscated a field. How do you know this? ”

In this golden wheat field, Xiuxiang lowered her head and looked at the clothes she was wearing, it turned out that she had already changed into the clothes she wanted, this balloon-sleeved little shirt was the one from childhood, well, the white shorts were also the best.

Xiuxiang closed her eyes again, thought about many sets of clothes she wanted to wear, and after changing more than 30 sets, she was also tired, so she changed into a small shirt with balloon sleeves and came back.

"If only it were grass. As soon as Xiuxiang finished speaking, the surrounding wheat fields suddenly turned into green grass.