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

Go and ask the name of a shadow in the dream.

Wei Yuzhe felt that he had stayed in this kind of environment for too long, so he finally went completely crazy.

However, what made him feel even more sick was that after he asked the question, the afterimage actually gave him an answer.

He said: "I have a name. My name is Yan Feng."

Wei Yuzhe: ...

very nice.

Now, not only in my dreams, but also in my imagination, I have created a person whom I have never met before.

Even gave the guy a name.

Wei Yuzhe even felt that he was a little ridiculous.

But at the same time that he felt himself to be ridiculous, he was also silently thinking that the name "Yan Feng" was a perfect match for the person in front of him.

This feeling is amazing.

It was clearly a face I had never seen before, and a name I had never heard of before.

But when he sees the other person and hears the name, he will subconsciously determine that if he has the opportunity to give the other person a name, he will definitely choose these two words.

It sounds so nice...

However, I don't know what he is thinking in his heart.

After discovering that he had entered that trance state again, Yan Feng curled his lips in displeasure.

He reached out and poked the other person in the chest.

Yan Feng muttered, "What's wrong? Do you think my name is not nice? Why did you start to daydream after I told you my name? If there is anything that makes you unhappy, just tell me."

"No, no, I just think this name sounds nice."

Wei Yuzhe smiled.

He didn't know what to say to this phantom in his dream.

But maybe it's just like what the other party said.

You may see this person in your dream only because he is too lonely in the real world. In the midst of endless despair and torment, he needs to find someone to talk to.

But in reality, there is no one he can trust.

And the time he can be awake in reality is indeed too limited.

So he chose to create this opportunity for himself in his dream.

At least there was someone he could talk to.

Letting him maintain mental stability and express the pressure and burden in his heart may be a kind of redemption for himself?

Thinking of this, his gaze stayed on Yan Feng.

The more Wei Yuzhe thought about it, the more he felt that his ideas were particularly correct.

So he stopped trying to hide or struggle, and after taking two deep breaths, he slowly said, "This... is my dream."

Unexpectedly, he pointed out this most critical issue as soon as we started serious communication.

Yan Feng first praised Wei Yuzhe's uniqueness in his heart, then nodded and asked him: "I know, so what do you want to tell me?"

"Didn't you say that if I have anything to say, I can tell you? Then I'm going to tell you something now, you..."

He was still a little confused.

Yan Feng understood his concerns at the first moment.

He nodded vigorously and said, "Of course I'm willing to listen. You can tell me anything. I don't mind!"

He said it so naturally.

Wei Yuzhe also breathed a sigh of relief.

He clenched his fingers that hung at his sides.

Then he finally opened his mouth slowly and told Yan Feng some of his worries that he had never mentioned to anyone else before.

Originally Yan Feng thought.

With such a good opportunity, Wei Yuzhe should have expressed to him the pain and despair in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that when the other party spoke, he only told him some trivial things. For example, he actually preferred to be a painter rather than running a company.

He doesn't like the intrigues in the business world.

I don't like to compete with others for fame and fortune.

He just wants to find a space of his own, where he can paint some of his works.

He has a lot of fantasies in his mind.

He always wanted to preserve all those images, so that when he died one day, those images would not disappear with him forever.

Yan Feng didn't quite understand what those artists were thinking.

But he knows.

Whether it was because of the setting of this story or because he was part of the gods, as long as Wei Yuzhe wanted to do something, he could obviously do it to the best of his ability.

So it doesn’t matter if you don’t inherit the company.

He will become the greatest painter in the world.

but……

The prerequisite is to escape from his current nightmare-like life.

Listen carefully to what the other person said.

He also listened to Wei Yuzhe talking to him about some topics related to his preferences and interests.

Everything sounds so lighthearted and happy.

It was like two friends who had not seen each other for a long time sitting together and chatting about trivial matters. He did not mention his own situation, nor did he say a word about his despair and pain.

Just a brief exchange.

As Yan Feng listened, he felt that the uncomfortable emotion in his heart became stronger than before.

When the topic finally came to an end, Yan Feng took two deep breaths. He said, "You obviously have something else you want to tell me, why don't you say a word?"

Wei Yuzhe's eyes slowly widened.

And this time, he laughed out loud.

But there was too much bitterness in that smile. He was clearly smiling, but he looked like he was crying, which was heartbreaking.

Keep it that way.

Wei Yuzhe tried to be quiet for a long time before he calmed his thoughts. Then he shook his head gently and said, "You are indeed the safe haven I imagined. The words I want to say are all in my heart. You can actually see it, right?"

As expected, the other party still thought of him as an illusion.

Yan Feng came to a conclusion in his heart.

But he still answered Wei Yuzhe's question well.

nodded.

He said, "I know what you've been through, but wouldn't it be better to talk about some things?"

"Most of the things you mentioned are because they have already passed. It's just that the person involved can't let it go, so he needs someone to listen to him."

Wei Yuzhe sighed softly and said, "But I'm different. This incident has not passed and is still haunting me. And after so long, I still haven't figured out a way to break through. So it doesn't really make that much of a difference whether I say it or not."

Because whether he opens his eyes or closes them, he is facing hell.

In this case, the so-called "confession" loses its meaning.

He really wanted to stand up.

But the premise is that reality gives him a chance to stand up...

The thoughts in my mind are becoming more and more complicated.

Wei Yuzhe also felt that he was about to wake up from a waking dream.

So before leaving, he once again looked into the eyes of the people around him.

Those bright blue eyes were like the most beautiful sky he had ever seen in his life.

Exists only in the depths of memory.

Perhaps until his death, he will never have the chance to see her again.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuzhe moved his lips.

He said, "Goodbye. I hope the next time we meet, the environment will be better than it is now."

"If we ever have a chance to meet again."