The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

On the night when she was elected as first grade prefect with a high vote, Shen Mian had a strange dream.

Her consciousness came to a room.

The room is extremely high-ceilinged, large and spacious, and the decoration is gorgeous and elegant. The main colors are gold and white, which makes it look both holy and deserted.

Shen Mian unexpectedly felt tired and sleepy in his dream.

She continued to walk forward, and what was painted on the surrounding walls was... the Holy Emblem of the Temple of Light?

So, she came to the Temple of Light?

Suddenly, any sense of holiness disappeared in Shen Mian's heart, leaving only a touch of bad luck.

At the end of the field of vision, there is a high couch, and there is a man there.

Shen Mian stopped, feeling a helpless and funny feeling that was fleeting.

Sure enough, it is very likely that it is the romantic debt of the [Passenger] who does not know where it came from.

She stood there and chose "or" between the two options of "watching a man sell his flesh" or "close your eyes and pretend to be dead".

She stood motionless.

However, after waiting for a long time, or waiting for a second, [Passenger] still did not appear.

And the man, or rather the boy, stood up.

He walked towards Shen Mian.

In fact, this scene is really weird.

But after coming to this dream, Shen Mian felt that his emotions had become very light, and there seemed to be a hazy veil between consciousness and emotion.

——All unnecessary things can be discarded.

So, she still stood there and looked at the boy calmly.

A boy who was estimated to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, with long crow-green hair hanging down behind him, and dark green eyes like ominous abyss.

His face was pale, his lips were blood red, and his face was so devilishly gorgeous that it was impossible to look away.

The dress on his body was extremely complicated, with many layers of thin white clothes stacked on top of each other. Each layer was painted with incomprehensible religious patterns and dazzling gemstones. It was simply a beautiful instrument of torture.

However, from the side opening of the robe, one can clearly see the boy's smooth naked long legs, and the slender ankles that sway slightly with the bells of the anklets as he walks barefoot.

Holiness and magic, purity and beauty are perfectly integrated in his body.

...Can't these men dress properly in their dreams? What will happen if you practice some masculinity?

Shen Mian's inner complaints were fleeting.

Within a few seconds, he stood in front of Shen Mian.

Shen Mian found that his consciousness had turned into a physical entity.

With anxious joy in his eyes, the young man looked straight into Shen Mian's eyes: "Why did you come to me? I've been waiting for you... for a long, long time."

His cooing was natural and his voice was seductive, but Shen Mian only felt confused for a while.

Damn, who are you?

"I came first, not my brother. Does this disappoint you?"

Solve the case.

The twins who must have been fucked by [Passenger], the divine son Joshua and the divine son Antonia of the Temple of Light.

This is the younger brother.

"Antonia..."

"Gu Xingliu, can you call me Xingliu?" He smiled softly, making his bones tremble: "Why didn't you look up at me during the Evolution live broadcast? Did I bore you?"

Kind of creepy.

Why can he know whether he was watching him during Evolution's live broadcast? This has gone beyond the limits of what spies can detect, and is far beyond human capabilities.

Why is there no [Passenger] in this dream?

Why can he talk to Shen Mian consciously?

There must be an extremely dangerous mystery hidden in this man, and he is by no means comparable to old snacks like Celia or Arundel.

However, fear is also useless, light and fleeting.

He stared at Shen Mian's expression and said softly: "It doesn't matter if you want to see Xing Zhe. Next time, next time I will bring him too, and we will...serve you together. He won't remember it anyway."

"Would this make you happy?"

I feel so strange. Fortunately, I am not your brother.

And why are you so persistent in asking me how I feel?

The only thing I felt was that I wanted to go back to sleep.

Shen Mian still didn't speak.

However, Gu Xingliu was still very interested: "Do you want to see the forbidden areas of the Holy See? Even Celia doesn't have permission to enter."

Man, you piqued my interest!

The information delivered to your door must not be let go.

The two of them walked towards the depths of the dream.

"This is the cloister where portraits of past popes hang. What do you think?"

"No."

"This kind of building is called a magic tower. There are many magic towers in the Holy See. They were used for worship and are now laboratories. Do you want to take a look?"

"No."

"This is the great library, which contains the results of the Vatican's top-secret supernatural power research experiments. Are you curious?"

"No."

The further he traveled, Shen Mian felt that his emotions became weaker and weaker, and all his feelings dissipated quickly like thin water vapor on a glass mirror.

The place Gu Xingliu took her through made her feel vaguely familiar.

But this feeling of being touched by memory is fleeting.

Finally, they came to a church. The church was not big. Compared with the ornately decorated cloisters, magic towers and libraries, it even seemed shabby. Although it was cleaned, the old atmosphere could not be concealed.

At the front of the church is an icon, an icon with its head cut off and the incision smoothed.

Sitting down on the bench at the front, Shen Mian's mood finally fluctuated a little.

Pieces of vague memory fragments are like feathers, lightly making little ripples on the water.

Gu Xingliu turned to look at her, with a strange smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stood up and knelt in front of Shen Mian.

"...?"

"Do you want to do it?" He looked up at Shen Mian and stuck out the tip of his tongue in a clear way, "just like many times before."

His dark green eyes were like a snake hunting, staring at the slightest change in Shen Mian's expression.

"Would you feel better?"

At this moment, four answer options popped up in Shen Mian's mind:

A "You are so naughty."

B "Why are you doing this to taint someone's innocence?"

C "You don't want the God of Light to know about you like this."

D "Da Ge, are we familiar with each other?"

However, Shen Mian just asked flatly: "Why are you so obsessed with my feelings?"

Gu Xingliu laughed happily, but his eyes were filled with twisted persistence and madness.

"Because I was born because of you and live for you. My existence is just to fill a missing corner in your destiny. The meaning of my life lies entirely in you."

Shen Mian faced him with only a little bit of indifference like an ember.

She met the boy's gaze and replied emotionlessly:

"Useless things."

"not my business."

Everything around him collapsed quickly.

……

"Ow!"

Shen Mian suddenly sat up from the bed.

She ran out of the bedroom door in her pajamas and saw Grace who was warming sandwiches in the public kitchen. With lightning speed, she grabbed her hand and shook it wildly.

"Are you having a nightmare?"

Shen Mian was horrified and answered the question incorrectly: "It's terrible to have no emotions!"

The next second that Grace was stunned, Shen Mian rushed back to the bedroom and fell asleep.