Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Although Gungun had reminded before that it was best not to let the soul fragments realize that they were dreaming.

But it was also like what Yan Feng had considered before.

He didn't think the soul fragment would wake up because of his actions.

So in other words.

He had no intention of hiding himself at all.

When he spotted the other person, Yan Feng had already quickened his pace unconsciously. He ran to the man's side at the fastest speed, and before he could make any move, the man seemed to have sensed his approach and turned his head to look in his direction.

Eyes facing each other.

The man still looked familiar.

Pretty face, tall stature.

And those blood-red eyes that seemed to have precipitated all the ups and downs.

It's a bit like what Xie Cheng'an looked like when he was a god.

Because I have experienced so much and seen so much, I have become accustomed to not caring about anything. It is a kind of peace that is detached from joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and does not carry any emotions.

But usually, Xie Cheng'an would only look at others in this way, and had never looked at Yan Feng like this.

So now when he received this kind of gaze, Yan Feng was a little shocked.

Opened his mouth.

For a moment, I even forgot what I wanted to say.

The man just looked at him like this and then looked away again.

Returned to the previous state.

He looked into the distance.

There was no focus in his eyes.

I don't know what I'm looking at.

After realizing his state, Yan Feng recovered from his initial shock. Without any hesitation, he simply reached out and patted the man on the shoulder, then asked curiously, "There's nothing here, what are you looking at?"

I don’t know if it was because of the action or the sound.

Yan Feng clearly felt that the man's shoulders did tremble when he heard his question.

But he quickly adjusted his state and returned to his previous indifferent look.

Look in the direction of Yan Feng again.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "You...are talking to me?"

"There are only two of us here. If I'm not talking to you, am I talking to myself?"

Yan Feng felt somewhat amused and helpless.

Just throw the question back.

The man seemed to think what he said made sense.

She stared at him deeply for a while, but still did not give any response, and then retracted her gaze once again.

Yan Feng was a little confused.

She simply stood in the direction the man was looking at, forcing him to let her appear in his field of vision. Keeping this action, Yan Feng continued: "You are a bit rude, I'm still talking to you, why do you turn your eyes away?"

The man lowered his head and said nothing.

There is a calmness in the red eyes.

It seems like I have long been accustomed to this situation.

He still didn't give any response.

I don’t know if people are in this state in their dreams. Yan Feng didn’t know how to communicate with the other party for a moment.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a few seconds.

Instead, the man slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly pressed Yan Feng's head inexplicably.

Yan Feng:?

It seemed as if he was startled by the feeling of the fingertips touching him.

The man's fingers trembled again.

Then he quickly withdrew his hand.

Then he shook his head gently.

He finally spoke again: "It seems that the effect of the medicine is stronger than before. Now I can not only see clearly, but also hear sounds..."

This sentence was obviously not meant for Yan Feng to hear. He was just talking to himself, describing a reality that made him uncomfortable but from which he had no way to escape.

The more he did this, the more Yan Feng didn't understand.

Birds' brains aren't that useful.

It’s better to keep it simple than to make him think too much.

Isn't the purpose of having a mouth to ask questions?

She simply reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve, pulling it hard twice again, signaling him to pay more attention to her.

The man did not resist this time.

Those blood-red eyes met Yan Feng's face again.

Then there was no chance for the other party to look away.

Yan Feng started to yell. He said, "What did you mean just now? What about the efficacy of medicine? There are only two of us here, and you can't go out. If you have something uncomfortable in your heart, why don't you just tell me directly? I will listen anyway. Otherwise, I can't stop you from mumbling."

This time, the remarks were again unexpected.

The man stared at him intently for a moment.

In the end, he did not reject Yan Feng's proposal.

He even gave Yan Feng a not-so-good smile, and then he slowly said: "This is not the first time we meet, don't you know what I'm talking about?"

Yan Feng:? ? ?

Have you met before?

This is my first time here. Who did you meet before?

Confusion and doubt were written all over his face.

Therefore, he didn't need to ask any more questions. The man already understood what he meant. He just sighed and shook his head, then continued:

"When we met before, I could only see a vague shadow. The shadow was always very far away from me, so I couldn't see its specific appearance clearly."

"But every time I enter a dream, I can see this shadow."

"Now this shadow has finally come to me, so it should be okay for me to say that we have met before, right?"

"Or……"

"Actually, from your perspective, when I saw you a few times before, you didn't actually see me?"

When he said the last sentence, Yan Feng clearly felt that the man's mood seemed to be even lower than before.

However, facing the man's gaze, he was slightly stunned, but still nodded firmly and said: "Yes, I haven't seen you before. If I saw you, I would definitely come to find you as soon as possible. How could I let you stay alone for so long?"

A completely different answer than expected.

Or rather, ever since he saw the figure clearly, every word spoken by the person in front of him was beyond his expectations.

I know this is a dream.

I know clearly that I shouldn’t communicate too much with the people in my dreams.

But every time he heard this person speak, the throbbing joy in his heart told him clearly.

This was the happiness he had been missing for too long.

So my mind was slightly moved.

The lips are faster than the brain.

By the time he realized what was happening, the man had already heard himself saying, "My name is Wei Yuzhe, do you have a name?"