The morning light was slightly dewy, and there were shadows on the mottled curtains.

A body full of girlish youth, lying on the bed with a slightly bent back, slowly waking up from the confusion.

She patted her face, lifted the covers, put on her slippers and walked to the bathroom.

After a brief wash, she picked up a washcloth and wiped her face and looked in the mirror.

The face in the mirror is a little green, but it has a slightly mature demeanor.

The other party's young face is full of collagen, the skin is white and translucent, a pair of blue eyes, and the hair is pure black, without a bundle, and is scattered on the head.

Jessica. Jones stared at himself in the mirror.

She now has a vague idea of time, and feels like her mind is getting groggy.

"It's time to make breakfast."

Shaking her head, Jessica opened the curtain and stretched.

The sun shone on her, slowly awakening the vitality in her body.

"Maybe I should try to make cheese today, but given the time, forget it."

She muttered, walked out of the room, and headed in the direction of the kitchen.

Jessica began to make breakfast, a checkered skirt around her waist, and after washing her hands, she began to fry poached eggs.

At the same time, she put the bread in the bread machine and waited for it to trip automatically.

When she was almost done, she looked at the time and couldn't help frowning.

"Peter doesn't even get up now?!"

Exhaling, Jessica prepares to wake up her boyfriend, who is still lazy in bed.

"The sun is almost sunburning, he must have pinched off the alarm clock again!"

Jessica muttered as she pushed open Peter's door.

Sure enough, the alarm clock was hit to the ground by him, and the battery fell out, which was enough to see the "cruel treatment" of its owner.

Jessica picks up the alarm clock, replaces the battery, and walks over to Peter's bed.

Peter's sleeping appearance is not very good, and the whole person is buried in the air-conditioned quilt, revealing a pair of straight but powerful legs, and the ankles are partially exposed from the quilt.

"Peter?"

Jessica hesitated and sat down on Peter's bed.

After staring at the other for a moment, she bent down and slowly pulled the quilt down Peter's face, revealing his countenance.

When did you live with Peter?

Jessica began to think back to the question.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally realized that I didn't remember this question at all.

Throwing the unanswered question out of her mind, she stared at Peter's face.

Do Peter's eyelashes be that long?

Staring at each other for a while, Jessica was a little puzzled.

Shaking his head, he saw that Peter still showed no signs of waking up.

Jessica began to reach out and pinch Peter's nose, and with the other hand straightened Peter's hair like a dog.

When the devil sent God, she stretched out her hand and put it into Peter's quilt.

Touching some unspeakable existence, her expression instantly became strange, but at the same time, her emotions also became a little strange.

Peter, who was sleeping, feeling that he couldn't breathe, slapped away the hand that was pinching his nose with his hand, and his eyes opened.

Seeing Peter wake up, Jessica quickly pulled her hand out of the quilt and pretended to be nothing.

To hide her embarrassment, she coughed, "Are you awake?" Peter. ”

Peter sat up and shook his head slightly, his eyes a little foggy.

"What time is it, Jessica."

"I don't know, maybe it's seven, maybe it's six."

Jessica said with some uncertainty, "But my body clock tells me that you should be awake." ”

In an instant, she suddenly grew bold, and her hands held Peter's chin.

"Did you feel like this morning was a little special today? Peter. ”

Jessica's tone increased slightly, feeling the warm touch in her palm, and she couldn't help but scratch her other person's chin.

Being treated like this, Peter grabbed Jessica's wrist.

"Every day is special, Jessica."

Peter lowered her hand and, while she wasn't looking, pulled her towards him at once.

The hem of Peter's clothes was slightly raised, and his abdomen showed strong muscles.

Looking at Peter's figure in front of her, Jessica's breathing began to get heavier.

"Maybe. We can make this day so different. ”

She reached out and stroked the other's muscles, slowly approaching the other.

With a hand resting on Peter's head, she slowly leaned down and began to kiss the other on the lips.

This isn't the first time Jessica has kissed Peter, but she's not sure if it's the first time, as it's happened countless times in fantasy.

But it seems like it's happening for the first time in reality.

Jessica tasted this different taste and felt a little confused.

Forget it, don't think about this kind of headache.

Taking off her shoes, Jessica went to bed with her hands and feet.

Half an hour later.

Jessica felt her slip away in circles, leaning towards the mirror, her skin pressed against the cold mirror.

Peter also pushed her against the mirror.

She felt as if she had fallen into a mirror with Peter, into another dazed world, cold and hot, wildfire burning straight up her body.

After some exercise, Peter changed his clothes and sat down at the dining table.

Refreshed, Jessica saw Peter appear and immediately took out the glass of milk that had been specially warmed for him.

"You should add, Peter."

"I don't think I've lost much."

Peter shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Okay, whatever you want, but I'll have to replenish my stamina."

Jessica picked up the milk in her hand and said to Peter.

It's been a nice morning.

Jessica thought to herself.

But soon that mood was ruined.

After breakfast, Jessica went back to her room to change her clothes.

After changing her clothes, she and Peter walked to the bus stop together and waited for the bus to arrive.

Jessica wears a pair of white sneakers on her feet, and under her knee-length skirt is a pair of straight, fair, and powerful long legs.

She doesn't like makeup, and compared to the others, she is plain all day long, but even if she doesn't use powder, she is already outstanding enough to catch the attention of others.

Peter stood beside her, wearing a pair of trousers and a white T-shirt.

He listened to the song with headphones on, and his body swayed slightly.

Listening to music while waiting for the school bus is something that most people in the United States do.

Jessica wanted to lean over and listen to the song on Peter's phone.

Just as she was getting ready to act, the school bus suddenly arrived.

Hold Peter's hand, who is still immersed in his own world, and the two get into the car together.

On the school bus, Peter takes off his headphones.

At this time, Jessica was still immersed in the events of the morning, and her face was a little hot.

"What's wrong? Got a cold?'

Peter touched his forehead, then his own, "No cold. Why is Jessica your face so red?"

"Huh? Is it red?"

Jessica pretended to be nonchalant, "Maybe it's too hot." ”

She looked at the front half of the bus and frowned at Gwen sitting in front of her.

Gwen. Stacy, her biggest rival!

She was staring at Gwen's back when she felt a jolt in the car.

The car then skidded half a circle on the road and crashed into a military truck laden with paint amid the frightened screams of classmates in the school bus.

"Squeak!"

Despite the driver's efforts to stop the impact of the school bus, the bus eventually crashed into the paint-laden military bus.

In her stunned and shocked gaze, there was a loud "bang", and the car and the military vehicle collided violently.

A flash of fire quickly rushed towards the school bus, and she lost consciousness in an instant as she hugged Peter tightly.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the cold road.

She was in severe pain and looked around.

The school bus was found to have flipped on its side, glass was scattered all over the ground, and blood covered the entire road.

There were bodies of students who had been thrown out of the school bus, either lying on their stomachs or lying on their backs on the road, motionless.

"Peter. Peter. ”

Thinking of Peter's safety, she used all her strength to get up and staggered towards the school bus.

Finally, Peter was found lying on the ground, motionless.

"Nope! No! ”

Jessica knelt down and hugged Peter's body, tears beginning to fall uncontrollably.

"Don't do it, don't leave me, Peter."

Grief-stricken Jessica, hugged Peter and cried bitterly.

She didn't understand why all this was happening.

Why is the person you love being taken away from you?!

Just as she was in great pain, the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

The school bus suddenly turned into a burning private car, and the person he was holding in his hand changed from Peter to his younger brother.

Her head ached, and she immediately remembered the things she had forgotten.

His parents, as well as his younger brother, were all killed in such a car accident.

Not only his parents and younger brother, but he even lost his lover in the same way.

In agony, she stood up, clenched her hands into fists, and raised her head to the sky.

The black clouds and black pressure shrouded it, and the whole world revealed an abnormal aura.

Suddenly!

A black lightning bolt, carrying the momentum of thunder, fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

With the roar of "black lightning", the black clouds were scattered at once.

Next second!

"Hmm!"

Jessica closed her eyes and snapped them open.

Because her body was too strong, she almost leaned back all at once.

She found herself sitting in a chair in the school's medical center, leaning on her desk.

She almost fell backwards because she got up so violently.

Standing up, Jessica looked at the bustling crowd of medical staff and students around her, a little confused.

Was I dreaming just now?

She was in a daze when a nurse came up to her and asked, "Are you awake?" How does it feel? ”

"Did I fall asleep just now?"

"Well, you fell asleep, and many students in the school were in the same situation as you, I don't know why, but now they are all waking up one after another."

The nurse said to her.

Jessica nodded.

It's really a dream!

But

She reached out and savored the feeling in her dream.

Why are dreams so real?!

(End of chapter)