Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

After the nightmare disappeared, the dream returned to its original state.

This is a warm and peaceful dream. There are many things that the dream owner likes in the dream. Some of them still exist in reality, and some can only be seen in dreams. He treasures these precious and beautiful things in his dreams. .

But the unexpected invasion of nightmare broke all this. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood disappeared, but his dream was also devastated.

The dream owner looked at the shattered dreams and froze on the spot.

There seemed to be an empty space in his heart, and sad and sad emotions were brewing in his eyes, but before he really vented them, he found that those broken dreams were recovering, as if they were being repaired by some invisible force.

The dream owner was stunned for a moment. He thought of the man who suddenly appeared in his dream and could transform into various mythical beasts and fight ugly monsters. He turned around to look for him, but he had disappeared.

Out of sight, Mengzejun retracted his hand. He loosened his wrist. He hadn't done anything for a long time, and suddenly felt a little tired after such a fight.

It's time to go back. He took Wen Rulan's hand and quietly left this dream before the dream owner discovered them.

"He seems to want to thank you." Before leaving, Wen Rulan looked back. The dream owner had a look of gratitude on his face, and he was looking for Meng Zejun because he wanted to thank him in person.

"Yes, I know." Mr. Mengze nodded casually. He did not stop and still walked towards the exit of this dream.

"Why?" Wen Rulan was confused. He uses his own logic to think about the problem. If he saves someone, he must let the other person know that he saved it, and he must let the other person understand the weight of this life-saving grace so that he can repay him in the future.

"I don't need to thank you." Mengzejun said.

Likewise, he doesn't need to repay him. On the one hand, it is because this is his duty, and on the other hand, it is because he has never had in-depth communication with the people in the dream. They are passers-by who meet by chance. When they meet in the dream, they may have a glass of wine by chance, but After waking up from the dream, the owner of the dream returns to reality and treats the bizarre experiences at night as a fantasy, which he will soon forget.

He doesn't need others to remember him, his heart can't retain anything, and equivalently, there is no need to retain him in other people's memories.

Because of this low-key style, compared to some gods, Mengzejun's popularity is very low, and his name is not included in the far-reaching myths and legends spread in the world.

Wen Rulan is a small exception, but only a very small exception. He stopped to prevent the other party from degenerating into a nightmare. Counting from the beginning of their relationship, they had spent more than a month together.

This was not a short period of time for Wen Rulan. He even grew a little taller in more than a month. But for Mengzejun, it is not even a fraction of his age.

He may stay for a while, a few months, or a few years, but it doesn't matter whether it's a few months or a few years. To him, it's all very short.

After this short, short time, he will still leave, and he will not really stop for anyone. And after he leaves, he will become an episode in Wen Rulan's memory, gradually being buried by new memories.

"He will soon forget me. This is the characteristic of dreams. Whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, humans will soon forget it. One day, you will also forget me." He said this in a calm tone. He did not Don't care about this.

But Wen Rulan suddenly became nervous. He squeezed the other party's broad palm tightly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not believe it, and firmly promised: "I will not forget it!"

Mengzejun smiled. He didn't care about the other party's guarantee, or in other words, he didn't believe the other party's guarantee.

How many childhood events can a normal adult remember when he grows up? What's more, it's in a dream that's easier to forget.

He responded in a coaxing tone: "I believe you."

But this clearly means disbelief. Wen Rulan heard it. He wanted to refute, but felt that his refutation was useless. The other party always treated him as a child. Although he was indeed the same, many of what he said were actually very serious. It was not because he was still If you don't grow up, you lose the effectiveness of your promise.

If you want to change the other party's concept, perhaps you can only prove it with actual actions. Wen Rulan secretly made up her mind that he would prove it to the other party and that he would never forget the other party.

They did not continue this topic. After returning to Wen Rulan's dream, Mengzejun told Wen Rulan in detail that humans could also degenerate into nightmares.

"Isn't it hard to accept that you turned into such an ugly monster? So you must learn to control your own power, understand?" Mengzejun frightened the child seriously.

Wen Rulan was indeed frightened and nodded vigorously. He didn't want to become a nightmare at all. Ugliness was on the one hand, but on the other hand...

"What would happen to you if I turned into a nightmare?" Wen Rulan asked cautiously.

Mr. Mengze was stunned for a moment by the question. If Wen Rulan turned into a nightmare...

He will kill him. This answer does not require thinking or hesitation, it just comes directly to my mind. This was originally the responsibility of his birth. He is the god who protects dreams and will not show mercy to monsters, even if he has known the monster before.

He was stunned...whether he should tell the truth. After all, he was just a child. Would it scare the other party if he directly said such bloody words as "kill"?

Mengzejun pondered for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth. Wen Rulan must clearly understand the consequences of falling into a nightmare.

But his truth was also slightly polished, removing the bloody word "kill".

"Then we are enemies." Mengzejun replied.

But his polished answer still frightened Wen Rulan. It was not that he became an enemy, but that he became an enemy with this person.

He is not afraid of the other party's powerful divine power, he is afraid...afraid...

afraid of what? Wen Rulan couldn't describe it. He felt stuffy in his heart. He was being chased and bitten by the black-backed wolf dog. He didn't feel so uncomfortable when he was beaten by Wen Hongyan.

Just thinking about the possibility of becoming enemies with the other party made him so uncomfortable that he couldn't say a word.

Sensing Wen Rulan's gloomy mood, Mengzejun brought up this serious topic: "Okay, stop thinking about it, you won't become a nightmare. It's almost time, you should get up and go to school."

Wen Rulan responded with a dull sound, and he woke up from his dream.

He got up very early, but he didn't actually have to get up as early as usual. Father Wen listened to the warning from the abbot of Baoguo Temple. No matter what he thought in his heart, he really started to try to do good deeds and be kind to his family.

Not only did he donate a lot of money to charity, he also temporarily cut off contact with the Yingying Yanyan raised outside, and only cared about the family's main palace and his eldest son Wen Hongyan. By the way, he even took care of Wen Rulan, such as assigning a driver to take Wen Rulan to school.

Driving to school is much faster than Wen Rulan walking. Like Wen Hongyan, he can stay in bed for a while and go to school slowly after breakfast.

But getting up early is a habit for Wen Rulan, and the experience of being coldly looked at and beaten has also become a habit. Habits are not easy to change, and the same goes for attitudes. He did not refuse Wen's father's compensation, but he also did not forgive the other party.

The next period of time was the happiest period for Wen Rulan. In reality, although there was no considerate care from his parents, no one treated him badly anymore. In the dream, Mengzejun took him around in the dream. Travel and go to all kinds of places that ordinary people can’t even think of.

They have walked through the Gobi desert and followed camel bells in the wind and sand. They have also been to the polar regions, sitting on the ice sheet and watching the aurora with groups of penguins. They have also been to the vast deep sea and watched giant whales leaping out of the sky. Water droplets scattered on the sea surface turn into rainbows under the refraction of sunlight.

They have been to many, many places, but Wen Rulan's dreams are still gray, like a stubborn disease that is difficult to eradicate. The gray has not faded at all.

After returning from another trip, Mengzejun looked at the unchanging gray dream and touched his chin. He wondered if he had not found the right method, or if the dream he took Wen Rulan to was not interesting enough?

Forget it, never mind it. Mengzejun thought about it for a while and then put the problem aside. Anyway, he had more time, so he could just try more.

They came back a little early this time, but they were still a little tired from playing. The two of them sat on the soft green grass in the garden of the Wen family villa to rest.

There should have been green grass, but all they saw was gray grass.

There are gray flower buds in the gray grass, which are teetering on the edge and about to be broken. They are so fragile that they don’t know whether they will be able to open successfully.

Mengzejun touched the bud casually, and the flower bloomed under his fingertips.

Wen Rulan saw it and wanted to try to make the flowers bloom. He also found a bud and poked it with his finger, but the bud showed no sign of blooming except for being poked twice.

Wen Rulan didn't believe in evil, so he poked her a few more times. It was obvious that he had succeeded in controlling the dream last time. He dug so many holes in the ground and caused the Wen family to suffer bruises and swollen faces. But this time it didn't work, Wen Rulan didn't understand why.

Mengzejun smiled and explained: "You haven't really mastered the power of controlling dreams. You were able to succeed last time because you had a strong obsession with what you wanted to do. Obsession can help you gather strength, but there is no When you become obsessed, you are back to the beginner level.”

Wen Rulan understood that his obsession to get revenge on that family was too strong, so he succeeded last time, but his obsession to make flowers bloom was so weak that it could be ignored, so he failed.

He let go of his hand without interest and fell on the crook of the man's leg. He was a little sleepy.

"Go to bed. After playing for so many days, you also need to take a rest." Mengzejun adjusted the position where Wen Rulan was lying to make her lie more comfortable.

"Well..." A promise was a promise, but Wen Rulan did not sleep obediently.

In fact, he has been thinking about a question, which is the question he asked Mengzejun last time. What would happen to the other party if he turned into a nightmare.

Mengzejun gave him the answer, then they are enemies.

Although Wen Rulan would try hard not to turn into a nightmare, the slight possibility made him uneasy.

He doesn't want to become an enemy with the other party, not at all.

He also knew that his uneasiness was somewhat unreasonable. After all, it was all about Wuying. Therefore, he could not express these thoughts that troubled him.

But it was really uncomfortable to keep it in my heart, and even he couldn't sleep well.

He thought about it and finally thought of a way to solve this uneasiness. He wants a promise from the other party, a promise that he will not become an enemy.

"If I don't turn into a nightmare, will you always guard me?"

His eyes were bright when he asked, looking forward to the other party's answer.

"Yes." Mengzejun gave him the answer he wanted.

Wen Rulan laughed.

But he didn't know at this time that the same answer had different understandings. The "I" he is talking about is the ego. He wants the man to just stay with him and not go anywhere. But the "I" Mengzejun refers to is the big self, and he will always protect Wen Rulan, just like he protects other people in the dream.

Misunderstandings can sometimes be beautiful, and Wen Rulan was happier than ever before.

His heart seemed to be filled with honey. In the sweetness, he rested his head on the man's leg and closed his eyes to fall asleep. While he was about to fall asleep, he seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers.

The flowers bloomed.

Like the key to lighting up a dream, after one colorful flower blooms in the garden, countless others follow, and soon the garden is filled with a sea of ​​flowers.

The gray melts away in the dream, replaced by the beauty and fragrance of flowers.

Mengzejun didn't know the real reason why the gray color of this dream could not be reduced. His guesses were wrong, but Wen Rulan knew the answer himself, because his mind was too narrow-minded, so narrow-minded that unless those people died and disappeared from the world forever, even their names He is not allowed to mention it, otherwise he will never be able to let go of this hatred.

So his dreams have always been gray, unshakable gray.

But the dream suddenly changed. It wasn't that Wen Rulan was suddenly relieved and finally willing to let go of the hatred. It was an emotion stronger than hatred that filled his heart, squeezing out the gray.

As the flowers bloomed, a feeling that Wen Rulan didn't understand yet sprouted in his heart. It would take many years, when he truly grew up, that he would understand what this feeling was.

Hate cannot be eliminated, but love is stronger than hate.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand yet. Mr. Mengze doesn’t understand either.

Mengzejun looked at this colorful dream and smiled softly. He did not understand Wen Rulan's true heart. He only thought that this child was finally willing to let go of his hatred.

His mission came to an end. Before leaving, he stroked the top of Wen Rulan's hair with his five fingers and whispered to the child, "Good night."

The words are law, and this "good night" comes with his divine power, imprinted in Wen Rulan's sea of ​​consciousness, to protect the other party from nightmares in the days and nights to come.

Half asleep and half awake, Wen Rulan heard the words "good night". No one has said good night to him yet. Mother Wen would say it to Wen Hongyan, but no one would say it to Wen Rulan.

But now someone told him, Wen Rulan curled her lips in her sleep, and her already peaceful dream became even more peaceful.

He felt that this was just the beginning, and he would say good night to each other every day from now on. But he never thought that the beginning was also the end. This was the only "good night" he received, and it was also his only salvation in the countless desperate and painful days and nights that followed.

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