The end of another world: the desolate land!

Some people believe that dreams are revelations from God, some believe that dreams are uncontrollable hallucinations, and some believe that dreams are our subconscious mind at work. No matter what you think, dreams come quietly.

Two girls who had played wildly all day long hugged each other on the bed and fell into dreams again. The only sound in the world was the ticking of the clock on the dressing table. The lingering fragrance of incense helped them sleep. It was late at night, the wind had stopped, the heart was quiet, and the dream began!

Sometimes dreams make people unaware that they are dreaming. They just feel like a review, a slide show from deep in their memory. But tonight's dream made Meng Lingyue a bystander.

The girl saw a modern courtyard in Blue Star style. The benches for people to sit on were all made of vines. The surroundings were like a private garden. Wisteria flowers covered the entire courtyard, creating a dreamlike landscape. The fragrance of flowers followed everywhere, allowing people to savor it carefully. The two girls in the courtyard were even more beautiful and dreamy.

Baoling~ Look at the garden I built for you, isn’t it? It’s pretty nice, with flowers everywhere you look. If you stay here for a long time, your body will naturally smell the fragrance of flowers.

The girl named Baoling didn't say anything, but just nodded and appreciated the beautiful scenery.

Look at what I have done for you, shouldn’t you give me a reward? The girl pointed to her pink lips meaningfully.

As a bystander, Meng Lingyue thought she would see a scene of love, but the girl named Baoling quietly disappeared into thin air, and the other girl seemed not to notice and continued talking to herself.

Humph! What a fool! It's just a kiss, isn't it? It's not like you're going to kill her. Wait for me! See how I deal with you tonight!

Her eyes focused for a moment, and the environment around Meng Lingyue changed completely.

Ling'er~ I used to sing for you, can you sing a song for me too? Okay?

What do you mean you can't sing? I couldn't sing before, but I learned it through practice. That's it. Go learn it! Sing it to me when you've learned it well. That's it.

Baoling~Baoling! What color is the sea you saw? There is no pink sea. It is golden at most! Do you believe there is a pink sea? I believe there is one too.

What do you mean by "I am a scholar"? I like everything about you. I like everything you like. It's that simple.

Meng Lingyue looked at the girl named Baoling and opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't hear clearly. Although she couldn't hear clearly, she made the other girl smile.

The scene repeated again and came to a scene of fireworks. In the black sky, glittering flowers bloomed in the air. Although the night was a little cold, the two girls in front of them were looking at this beautiful scene hand in hand. A scarf connected them together. There was only each other in their eyes as they looked up at each other. The flickering light in their pupils deepened the feelings at this moment.

Baoling~Thank you for being with me in the new year, New Year's gift and New Year's wish? Then I hope you marry me!

OK? Ling Er~ I've been waiting for a long time! We met when we were one year old, and I fell in love with you at that time. After more than 10 years of precipitation, I have changed from liking to loving you. Will you marry me?

The silent and depressing atmosphere seemed out of place amidst the gorgeous fireworks. The girl who wanted to marry didn't get an answer and looked lonely, while the other girl was obviously hesitating.

Ling'er! I'll wait for you, until you've made up your mind and are ready, no matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you.

As a bystander, Meng Lingyue saw the previous scene again. The two of them accompanied each other on the lonely snow-capped mountains. The snow scenery and pink plum blossoms set off each other. The flower show and lantern show once again came into her eyes. She once again felt the joy of the fish and water dragons swimming together, the celebration of singing and dancing, and the beauty of the noisy voices and blooming fireworks.

Although there are these scenes that make people around laugh and happy, but in Meng Lingyue's perspective there is only a lonely girl, truly lonely, truly helpless, truly desolate. He watched the girl return to a house alone, watched the girl cry alone on the balcony, watched the girl fall asleep alone, and watched the girl wake up alone.

Meng Lingyue felt an unconscious pain in her heart, and the inexplicable throbbing swept over her like a wave. She didn't know why she had such emotions, but it seemed that seeing the girl in front of her like this made her feel heartbroken, as if their two hearts were connected together.

The scene changes and disappears with the heartache. This time, Meng Lingyue comes to a cemetery. The sky is gray and the surroundings are like the sky. There are withered flowers and flying snow in the air. I don’t know if it’s been a long time. There is snow on the foggy tombstone in front of me. Meng Lingyue can’t see the epitaph clearly. Although she can’t see it clearly, her heart hurts even more. At this moment, she feels the cold wind. Isn’t this a dream? Why is there a throbbing of emotions? Why is there the smell of flowers? Is this a dream or reality? Is this an illusion? Is this real?

No one gave Meng Lingyue an answer, only a sentence that echoed around her, a sentence that she also heard at dawn today.

Baoling! I will marry you. I will marry you! Since you can't marry me, I will marry you. Will you marry me? Okay?

There's no need to ask why. I want to marry you. I want to... I want to love you! Will you marry me?

What do you mean by "I don't want to mess around"? Is it wrong for me to want to love you? What kind of obstacles are they? What are they? They can't control my feelings. I only want you, as long as you stay with me. . .

I don’t want to wait any longer! They want me to wait any longer, and you want me to wait any longer, but I can’t wait any longer. . .

Meng Lingyue seemed to see that look at this moment, lonely, pitiful, pleading, resentful, sad, complaining, but there was no love and no hatred, and the throbbing in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Yue'er! The girl called out a name, and Meng Lingyue felt that the name was very familiar. It was obviously the first time she heard it, but it seemed like she had heard it somewhere before, as if she had often mentioned it before, but it seemed not to be the case, as if it was just a passing cloud of smoke.

Meng Lingyue wanted to forget this feeling, this chaotic feeling, but the girl's eyes in her mind became clearer and clearer, and the emotions she exuded became more and more obvious. Endless pain spread from her heart and directly woke up Meng Lingyue from her sleep.

Ah!!! Ha! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! The girl looked around with confusion in her eyes. What did she seem to have experienced? But she soothed her heart with her left hand. Why did she feel such intense heartache? The warm liquid dripped onto her chest. Meng Lingyue realized that she was crying.

The noise also woke Moss up. Just as she was wondering what was going on, she saw the person in front of her with tears in his eyes and a look of pain on his face.

What's wrong with Meng'er? What happened? Why are you crying? As he said this, he took the silk scarf from the bedside and wiped her tears.

After hearing Moss's call, Meng Lingyue was still thinking about things blankly, thinking about that name, who is Yue'er? Why does the pain in my heart rise to a higher level when I think of this name? Why can't I forget that look? It's like there is a knife stuck in my heart forever that can't be pulled out. The sadness swept over again, and the cheeks that were originally wiped clean by Moss's silk scarf were once again covered with tears.

Just when Moss wanted to wipe away her tears again, Meng Lingyue gave her a sudden hug, which stunned Moss for a moment, but she still put her arms around the girl's trembling back.

What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm with you.

After being comforted, Meng Lingyue could no longer sleep and spent the night alone on the balcony of the room, feeling the cold wind. Moss wanted to stay with her, but Meng Lingyue just said that she had thought of something and wanted to recall it alone and be quiet.

The girl looked at the fallen leaves blown by the wind, looked at the tranquil lake pavilion, felt the scent of late autumn, recalled that name, recalled those eyes.

What on earth have I forgotten? What on earth do I want to remember? Why do I want to cry when I think of that look! Why do I feel heartbroken when I see that look? The garden, snow-capped mountains, flower fairs, and lantern festivals in my mind, these places are clearly places I have never been to, but why do they seem so familiar to me?

It was clearly a dream, so why could I smell the fragrance of flowers? Why could I feel the body temperature of one of the two girls? And it didn't seem to be a dream. What on earth did I forget?

The scorching sun rose again in the east. That night Meng Lingyue had no answer. She only sat there all night in silence, shed tears all night, and felt heartbroken all night.

The girl stumbled to her feet without any strength. Moss looked at Meng Lingyue who was walking towards her step by step, felt the girl hugging her, and listened to her tell what happened that night.

Sister~ I had a dream... No! It didn't seem like a dream, but a memory. I remembered something. I saw a lot, heard a lot, felt a lot, but my heart hurt! I saw a girl. Strange? It should be a dream, but I could feel her body temperature, her feelings, her heartbeat, her smell. But I don't know her name. Sister~ Tell me why I don't remember her, but I feel she is so familiar.

Meng'er~I don't know why you have these emotions. You have your own story, and I can't identify it. But I can feel your heartache, I can feel your pain, I can feel everything about you, and I will accompany you.

But was it a dream or a memory? She was clearly in my mind, but why was she so unreal?

Don't think too much about Xiao Meng'er. Maybe you had forgotten it for too long, and today you suddenly relaxed and remembered something in an instant, no matter if it was painful or beautiful. Since you had forgotten it before, it means you had abandoned it, and there is no benefit in thinking too much about it.

Look, you are crying like a cat. Go to sleep for a while. I am free these days and I will stay with you.

Meng Lingyue didn't say anything more, just rested her head on Moss's arms, listening to her lover's heartbeat and sniffing the body fragrance of the person in front of her. For some reason, the sound of the heartbeat seemed to soothe her soul, and the breath of her lover seemed to calm her heart. She only felt being gently put on the bed, and then her heart was filled with sweetness and sleepiness.

Moss looked at the sleeping girl, gently hugged her, felt her body temperature and fragrance, and also felt her mood being soothed.

The gauze curtains on the window were gently swayed by the breeze, as if heralding a little joke from the god of dreams, bringing the two pairs of lovers one step closer to each other.