In Flora's apartment, Su Ming sits in front of the TV, ready to watch the latest anime or movie.

Although Xia Xiaoyu said at the beginning that science and technology in this world have long been stagnant, except for the progress of productivity, there is no progress in science and technology.

But Su Ming felt that in fact, the scientific and technological progress in this world was still quite large, but the room for progress was not so great after being averaged over a period of two hundred and sixty years.

Coupled with the rapid development of empiricist "science" such as supernatural abilities, real technology seems to be even more diminished in comparison.

But no matter what, technology is still advancing, for example, everyone likes to watch TV now, because the advanced TV of this era, the function is very close to the computer, a little setting, it can be exactly the same as the computer.

If he wants, he can even sit on the sofa and work easily with a wireless keyboard.

"What do you want to see? I think the new movie "The Strongest Investigator" made a few months ago is worth watching, do you want to watch it? Xia Xiaoyu pressed the remote control board on the side, browsing the videos to choose from, "But it's a bit long, and I'm going to eat soon, so I won't watch it now." ”

Su Ming sat next to Xia Xiaoyu, pondered his words, and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm going to sleep here in Flora today." ”

Xia Xiaoyu's hand pressing the remote control board suddenly stopped, she turned her head to look at Su Ming, blinked, and asked seriously, "She let you stay?" ”

"Well, she said she wanted me to sleep here today, she had three rooms here...... That, uh...... You know, Milo just died, and Flora hasn't been in a good state of mind lately, and she wouldn't have invited me like that before, so I think ......"

Su Ming tried to describe his judgment, trying to guide Xia Xiaoyu's thinking from the direction of men and women.

"Yes, it's good, I'm worried about Flora, she doesn't look good." Xia Xiaoyu agreed.

Su Ming looked at Xia Xiaoyu's eyes blankly, her eyes were clear, serious and simple, and there was a faint worry about Flora in her eyes.

At this moment, Su Ming felt that Xia Xiaoyu was really a noble and holy saint, and Su Ming suddenly felt that he was really lucky, he was able to be with a saint like Xia Xiaoyu, and with someone like her by his side, his soul was almost purified.

Xia Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Flora, who was busy in the kitchen, sighed, and said to herself: "I can understand her feelings, her mood must be worse than me at the beginning, she has no ability to save her relatives, and her relatives died because of herself, the latter is more desperate than the former." ”

Hearing Xia Xiaoyu say this, Su Ming felt that he was about to shed tears.

Xia Xiaoyu's past is just as bad as Flora's, but no one has ever comforted her for so many years, and all the pain is digested by her alone, which is surprising how she grew up alone to her current age.

Su Ming felt that if he were to be himself, he might collapse after a period of carnival and then make some crazy and unreasonable moves.

After eating, Flora watched a movie with them, in Flora's eyes, she watched it with Su Ming, but in fact, there was also Xia Xiaoyu present.

Sleeping at night, Xia Xiaoyu rarely didn't toss Su Ming, which was exactly what Su Ming wanted.

After he reported his plan to Xia Xiaoyu, he hugged the quilt and went to the door of Flora's room to make a bunk.

If you want to use the [Dream Lover] to invade other people's dreams, distance is the key, according to Su Ming's visual measurement, the distance to sleep against the wall in your own room may not be enough, but it is definitely enough to lay the floor at the door.

In the dead of night, Su Ming tiptoed to the door of Flora's room, laid out the futon lightly, and fell asleep.

Su Ming fell asleep quickly, but only the process of falling asleep was confused, and after falling asleep, he woke up instantly.

The effect of the dream lover is activated, and he enters his own dream, and in a lucid state.

Su Ming found himself sitting in the classroom of high school, on the podium, the teacher was chanting the formula while solving the problem on the blackboard, Su Ming looked carefully at the blackboard, and saw that the data was vague except for the key description.

"Because it's a dream, can't it be perfectly projected into reality?" Su Ming muttered to himself.

He turned around and looked around, the appearance of the classmates was very clear, but some of their appearances were also very vague, because Su Ming was not sure who was sitting in that position, and when he was sure, the appearance of the other party would gradually become clear.

Su Ming thought of the class flower in her class back then, so she turned her head to look in the direction of the class flower, she wanted the class flower to turn her head, so the class flower turned her head and smiled at him.

The other party is still as beautiful as in his memory, and it is estimated that he has beautified it in his dreams.

But if you want to compare your appearance, Su Ming thinks that Xia Xiaoyu is still good-looking.

The female classmates who used to be in reverie for Su Ming have now become nothing more than this in Su Ming's eyes, Flora and Xia Xiaoyu have comprehensively elevated Su Ming's aesthetics, and the slightly crooked little tiger teeth on the right side of Banhua used to be very cute, but now they have become a fatal flaw.

Seeing these old classmates, Su Ming was not surprised at all, because he was in a dream, and after waking up, everything became false, and the sense of reality in normal sleep was completely gone.

Su Ming got up from his chair, thinking that he should be criticized by the math teacher for his behavior.

Sure enough, the math teacher turned around, glared at Su Ming, and raised the powder in his hand: "Su Ming, what are you doing!" Can't hold your pee again? Or did you not turn in your homework in the morning and only remember it now? ”

The classmates in the surrounding classes laughed, but Su Ming didn't think it was funny at all.

Although the teacher's behavior is very similar, there is a feeling of a robot reading the lines, and although the laughter of the surrounding students is very real, it lacks change, just like the laughter of cans on TV.

It turns out that this is a dream, it's so boring, once you wake up, you will lose your sense of reality, and then you will only feel that it is a group of dummies who are playing with you, Su Ming thought to himself.

He tried to change his dreams, thinking that he would silence his classmates and shut his teacher's mouth.

As Su Ming's heart moved, the classroom became quiet.

It's a test about the lover in a dream, a test of whether the dream is entirely in his own hands, and it turns out to be true.

"That's right, in this way, maybe next time I go into the white mist, even if I don't bring Alice, it will be fine." Su Ming smiled.

He looked around, then hooked his finger at Ban Hua, who was sitting at the window, and Ban Hua walked over to Su Ming with a smile.

Now he's going to take a second test to see if his brain feels something he hasn't experienced intuitively.

For example, except for Xia Xiaoyu, he has been a girl isolator since he was a child, so now in his dreams, can he have an imaginary touch to women who have never been in contact with him at all?

Su Ming stretched out his hand to touch Banhua's tiger teeth, and then the moment his hand touched the other party's teeth, the position of the tiger teeth blurred in front of Su Ming's eyes, and his hand did not touch the so-called tiger teeth.

"Imagination alone can't produce a real touch of something that you haven't touched." Su Ming muttered to himself.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched other places again, this time it did feel something, but Su Ming immediately felt that this familiar touch was Xia Xiaoyu's.

That is to say, in order to fill in the sense of touch, the dream directly pulls out the most appropriate and closest feelings in the memory and fills in these false illusions.

It is impossible to gain a sense of reality in dreams, and it seems that this trait is indeed the best weapon against the god of dreams.

The rough test about dream things is over, and now it's time to go to Flora's dreams.

Since Su Ming came in, he felt that there was another dream that did not belong to him, and he could switch it at any time as long as he wanted to.

As soon as his mind moved, the surrounding scene blurred and faded like dissolving ink, and after the scene was completely blurred, the dissolved colors gathered and cleared again, and the sound also appeared, Su Ming first heard laughter, and then saw a small wooden house.

Then he saw Flora, and he saw a very young boy.

They play on the swing on the lawn in front of the cabin, on which the boy sits while Flora pushes rhythmically behind his back.

That boy should be Milo, Su Ming thought to himself.

Suddenly, Su Ming found that he had no physical presence in this dream, but a free floating perspective, looking at everything.

And he also knew that he could condense his body in Flora's dreams if he wanted to, but there was no need for this now, and now his main task was to observe Flora's dreams.

Su Ming's gaze fell on the cabin, which was supposed to be where Flora lived when she was a child.

Su Ming moved his floating perspective and entered the wooden house behind his sister and brother, but there was nothing in the wooden house, everything was a blur.

He thinks that Flora has not filled this space with imagination, so the interior of this wooden house is still blurred, and when Flora's activity scene is transferred to this wooden house, it is estimated that all the furniture in the wooden house will be realized.

He returned to the lawn outside the house and watched Flora smile and push the swing, although the scene was very warm, but there were also some strange things, such as Flora's body was completely an adult's body, and Milo was still the same as when she was a child.

Su Ming didn't know why there was such an age difference, probably everyone's dreams were grotesque.

"Hahaha! Sister is a little taller! A little higher! "Milo kicked on the swing and was so excited.

Flora laughed as well, pushing the swing even harder.

Su Ming watched quietly from the side, seeing this warm scene, Su Ming was a little relieved, he originally thought that Flora had experienced such a sad thing, maybe she would have nightmares every day.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much.

But are things really going this way? Flora looks like she has lost her soul in real life, how can her dreams be so warm and beautiful?

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