The Wheel of Time and Space has turned four squares forward, and it is now the sixteenth cycle.

First of all, it must be said that sleep is divided into REM sleep and non-REM sleep, which will be cycled every once in a while, and the REM period will be abnormally active, and the proportion of REM period in the early morning will increase, which is why people will wake up in dreams most of the time.

The content of the dream is due to the formation of the will, and its purpose is to satisfy the will. (—"The Interpretation of Dreams," Freud.) ）

And often, when you wake up, you immediately forget what you dreamed.

All right.

For Wen Cheng, it's all nonsense.

A golden light flashed outside the hidden door. A few seconds later, the thunder came to the back like a subwoofer.

No compromise on the storm.

Sleeping alone on a rainy day is a lonely and painful thing.

The wind that blew in through the crack in the door lifted the woman's long hair and pages.

The rustle of the pages.

Where am I?

In a small dark room...... The whirring of wind in the crack of the door.

His feet were hung upside down from the ceiling with ropes, and his hands were tied behind his back, so he couldn't move at all, and it stands to reason that he should be able to struggle even if he was tied backwards, but the numbness of his arms felt like he had been pressed by something for a long time.

But Wen Cheng didn't care about any of this, because his eyes were blindfolded.

Hurry up and put me down, I can't even think about it so much.

How could this be the result? Even if it is a space-time restart, there is no such memory at all, what happened?

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, someone was patting him on the cheek.

Who is it?!

"Wen Cheng."

What a gentle voice.

Meng'er?

Thunderstorms, can you say......

"Are you awake?"

Awake? So I was sleeping?

No, I'm not awake, I'm really tired! Jumping off a building and racing all the way down, being abused by the leader, and being abused by a long-haired young lady, am I easy? Don't stop me from sleeping!

"It's time to wake up, didn't you hear?"

The slender hand that grabbed Wen Cheng's short hair shook his head desperately, and when the back of his head hit the head of the bed, he finally opened his eyes.

Headboard?

Wen Cheng shook his eyes in surprise.

"Finally awake?"

The black-clothed beauty riding on his belly stared straight and stunned, her hands propped back on his knees, her chest arched forward.

Why is it such a strange pose?

Try not to spread your mind to the lower body, come on, come on, refrain from it.

Failed.

Grunting, Wen Cheng swallowed hard.

"Ningran?"

"Ningran? Do you know my name? ”

The beauty in black blinked, and there was a thick incomprehension in her fine eyes.

"Here?" Wen Cheng raised his head and looked around.

It was the roof of the Times Building, with a small iron bed in the corner of the stairwell and a gray camouflage net covering it.

It turns out that Ning Ran slept here at night.

Also, can you not move?

Because Ning Ran gently moved his body backwards, he leaned down again, his long hair wrapped Wen Cheng's head, and the two leaned close together to exchange breaths.

"This is my home," Ning Ran smiled softly, "maybe it's too basic, if it's convenient, can I go to your house?" ”

"Me, my family?"

"Senior sister, can I go to your house?"

Schoolgirl ?!!!!!!

Wen Cheng shook his head desperately, and found that he was not pressed by anyone, but stood by the bed.

Ning Ran was lying on top of Liu Zhen, rubbing her little ears, and Liu Zhen's little face was flushed, her breathing was short, and her chest was rising and falling irregularly.

"Yes, yes......"

Even her voice has changed, it's not Liu Zhen's neutral voice, but her girlish voice a while ago.

At this time, Ning Ran suddenly took out the cold steel knife from the thin leg wrapped in the black tights, and a blue light flashed from the blade.

Let her go!

Wen Cheng knocked Ning Ran away.

"Stupid, what are you doing!"

"What am I doing? I'm protecting you, leader! ”

After shaking his senses, Wen Cheng found that he was pressing on Liu Zhen.

"Give me ......"

"To you?"

"Die!"

Ahh

Nightmare! It must be a nightmare!

No, it's not.

He looked desperately to the side, and saw a thunderstorm floating in from outside the crack in the door, flooding the ground.

Liu Zhen and Ning Ran both disappeared.

All that was left in front of me was an open gray plane, a sky that flashed dark red phosphorescence, without stars and moons, and even the rain suddenly stopped.

Yourself is dominated by a warm and silent world.

Is this a closed space?

Wen Cheng found himself lying on the rooftop of the Times Building, crackling, flames dissipating, red particles of light undulating in the air, and burning red billboards collapsing and melting.

He slowly got up, and was surprised to find that he was not wearing a sweatshirt or tracksuit.

And nothing was worn.

Nothing to wear?

Why is it getting messy?

"Wen Cheng?"

This time the gentle voice came from the sky, and he remembered the feeling.

"Meng'er?"

"Wen Cheng, are you asleep?" Sky asked again.

Still sleeping?

Oh my God, this is the first layer of dreams!

Once again, the retina was handed a golden light.

Thundered!

His back trembled.

"Wen Cheng, Wen Cheng, are you asleep?"

Wen Cheng opened his eyes and found that his arm was pillowed by Su Meng, and his gentle little face looked over worriedly.

The two were wrapped in a thin quilt, and Wen Cheng looked down, exhaling deep in his throat.

The blue-eyed beauty with her whole body completely liberated was lying on her side, her snow-white skin slowly rising and falling with her breathing, like a pearl just stretched out of a clam shell, smooth and thin.

As if there was no fun, somewhere in the quilt was raised high, and the place where the legs met was still imprinted with warm vermilion.

"Meng'er ......"

I'm ...... and Meng'er...... place.

Wen Cheng...... The rain was heavy. ”

Su Meng turned his back and looked at the sky outside the window.

There are red marks on the shoulders and neck that Wen Cheng has kneaded wantonly.

Looking at her bare back, Wen Cheng felt that his brain was about to be occupied by a piece of white.

"I'll go and ...... the curtains," Su Meng slowly got up.

"No," Wen Cheng pressed her shoulders and took her into his arms, "there is broken glass on the ground. ”

"But Wen Cheng ......"

What's wrong?

Wait, the question is why I'm back here!

There is only one possibility.

"Meng'er, did you carve the anchor point?"

Su Meng nodded in Wen Cheng's arms.

"I'm sorry...... It really hurts......

It hurts! Could it be that Meng'er is also? Impossible, she has always been protected by Catherine, how could it be?

"Where does it hurt?"

Su Meng suddenly blushed and stopped talking.

Where it hurts, you say! So I can analyze the reason!

Su Meng suddenly took Wen Cheng's hand under the quilt, put it on his lower abdomen, and covered it with his fingers interlocked.

Wen Cheng was stunned, and while he was stunned, his body became even more uncontrollable.

Su Meng said it hurt there......

In the last memory, it was Zhenruling who woke up, and Liu Zhen said that the fourth anchor triggered the ......

Then this is the fifth cycle!

Wait, the fifth time?!

The pain will remain!

Other words......

Meng'er and I......

I......

I put Meng'er ......

Beginning......

She...... She, she, she, she gave me......

Five......

…… Five times!

"I'm sorry Wen Cheng, I saw that you were too tired just now, and I really couldn't bear to wake you up...... But it really hurts......"

Wait, Meng'er, you...... Is it okay not to speak in such a gentle voice?

"Wen Cheng, what are you going to do?"

"Meng'er ......"

The sound of squirming and rushing bedding.

"Don't do that...... It really hurts......"

"Is it okay to let me hold it tight for a while? Sorry for letting you give me five times. ”

Su Meng blushed all of a sudden, ripped off the quilt and wrapped himself in a ball.

"Meng'er, you were really ...... just now It's ......"

Wen Cheng swallowed hard and hugged her through the quilt.

"Meng'er? Wen Cheng, you call me Meng'er? ”

I don't know how long it took, Su Meng, who had regained his seriousness, said this.

"Don't like it?"

Wen Cheng stretched out his hand into the quilt, and was suddenly bitten by Su Meng.

What are you biting me for?

"That'...... Tell me about ......."

Say what?

Su Meng's little head suddenly came out of the quilt, and he turned his head to look at Wen Cheng with dissatisfied eyes,

"Who is Ning Ran?"