13. It is a dream, it is true, 10

1"Yin Ling, are you afraid of me? ”

The little one he used to ask the little one about her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

"Missed ......"

The little one was stunned,

Then she asked truthfully, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

Do you scare me? ”

His voice was low and lost:

"I hope you don't be afraid of me."

His voice trembled a little in confusion: "But......

I'm worried again......

I'm scared......

You'll be afraid of me.

If

You're afraid of me.

What can I do? ”

"Don't let me be afraid of you,

Isn't that enough? ”

The girl didn't know how naΓ―ve she was.

"Okay......

Why am I afraid of you? ”

"So......

If ......"

His questioning became slurred.

"What if......

Isn't it good? ”

"Huh?"

She was a little inexplicable.

She could only ask him stupidly, "Why aren't you good?"

What's wrong with you? ”

**

One evening.

After he disappeared for a long time,

One evening after he returned.

They watched the sunset together.

He faced the sunset like that,

It seems to remember something authentic:

"Spirit."

After a pause,

He said to the little minstrels:

"Whatever I do to you in the future.

Can you not blame me? ”

She didn't understand what he was saying.

"Huh?"

The little one innocently asked:

"After you,

What will they do to me? ”

**

In my memory,

In the red light of the setting sun......

It's his figure that is fading away.

It's his increasingly distant back.

- And the nonsensical words he left for her.

"Yin Ling, don't blame me, okay?"

She was too stupid.

She didn't understand anything.

She would only ask stupidly: "Failed,

What will you do to me?

What will it do to me? ”

**

She wants to look far away,

She just looked up.

And she saw a fierce face.

Hideous and terrifying,

Take a sword and stab her directly,

Roaring in terror:

"Kill you!"

**

"Ahh

Woke up and sat up,

She was already covered in sweat.

Open your eyes,

But it's still white.

The white room,

The white floor,

White sheets,

And a white cup,

White walls,

And also......

The white curtains.

How many times has this been repeated?

Which one is true?

Which is false?

- Is she in a dream, or is she in reality?

She was in pain and had a headache as she propped one hand on her forehead.

She sighed deeply, "Could this be a dream?"

Is it still a dream this time? ”

Is it a dream, or is it true?

She's still gasping for breath,

The dream is over,

But, in the vagueness,

What does she still remember?

Whatever he does......

Forgive him......

- Is that what he meant?