Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Meng Zejun ran away.

run away.

Without him, it’s just because it’s too embarrassing and too shameful.

The fact that he pretended to be a little girl to deceive people was already very embarrassing. What was even more embarrassing was that Wen Rulan had seen through it at some point, but she still continued to act with him.

Mengzejun didn't realize this until he confessed his feelings to Mengzejun a moment ago.

His brain was really confused for a while. He really didn't realize that he was exposed. After all, he had worked so hard to pretend to be a woman and practiced diligently in front of the mirror. How could he be exposed like this?

However, hard work may not necessarily lead to success. Wen Rulan had indeed seen through him long ago. When he was stunned, Wen Rulan held his wrist with her hand.

He has a woman's figure, and his wrists are naturally as slender as women's, and can be easily held with fingers. Moreover, her height is shorter than Wen Rulan.

He is only a little shorter, not enough to look up when he needs to speak. This height difference is usually not noticeable, but when Wen Rulan grabbed his wrist and suddenly got close to him, the pressure from the high position was reflected. .

He was pressed against the pillars of the pavilion by Wen Rulan, and the thin woman's figure was trapped between his arms, like an inescapable cage.

Normal women cannot escape. After all, women are less powerful than men. This is a destined difference in biology. But he is not a normal woman. No, he is not a woman at all.

When Wen Rulan was trapped between his arms, a sense of crisis suddenly flashed through his stunned brain. He did not fully regain his senses, but only the instinct to escape from the cage pushed him to make the next move. .

Because of this, this action made him sigh every time he thought about it. Why did he choose such a bad idea?

He returned to his true form, his form reversed in an instant.

He is taller than Wen Rulan and stronger than Wen Rulan. Wen Rulan could hold the female-looking him in her arms before, but when he turned back into a man, he could no longer continue.

He resisted the hand that grasped his wrist, and Wen Rulan could no longer hold him against the pillar, but instead seemed to be snuggling into his arms.

He didn't circle the opponent like Wen Rulan circled him, but after counterattacking the opponent, he turned around and left without stopping.

Nonsense, his deception of dressing up as a woman was exposed on the spot, how could he have the dignity to stay any longer.

It can be said that at that moment, there was only one word running back and forth in his mind!

He ran very fast and very far. In an instant, he had left Mengze and arrived in the unknown dream realm.

It was only at this moment that Mr. Mengze realized belatedly that he seemed to have accidentally escaped from Mengze. He had obviously decided to stay in Mengze until the injury was completely recovered, but he ran out in a daze.

No, he had to go back quickly. As soon as he took a step back, he shrank back again.

What should I do if I see Wen Rulan again when I go back?

He originally didn't want to see Wen Rulan, but after what happened, he didn't want to see Wen Rulan even more.

But what should he do if he wanders around and falls into the nightmare trap again?

Mengzejun was caught in a dilemma. He weighed the left and right, and finally decided...if he fell into the trap, he would fall into the trap. He really couldn't bear to go back to see Wen Rulan.

Even if he fights the nightmare again and is seriously injured, he doesn't want to go back.

He had never been so afraid of meeting someone in his life. He was so afraid that he didn't even dare to go back home. But Wen Rulan did it, just like Wen Rulan could always give him unexpected experiences again and again.

He probably won't be able to forget this human being in his life. Nothing can be left on the beach, but if he persists enough and exerts enough force, the endless tide will retreat in the face of the opponent's determination.

It's just that Mengzejun hasn't realized the difference between Wen Rulan and others at the moment. He just wants to run until Wen Rulan gives up, or when his life span reaches the end, he will go back.

He began to travel in his dream again, walking aimlessly wherever he went, stopping to see whether the other person's dream was fun or not.

He didn't have much fun, because he would secretly go back to Mengze from time to time, only standing in the remote periphery, observing through his three thousand maids whether Wen Rulan had given up.

Without giving up, he kept walking. In this way, he stayed in hiding for a year.

He was lucky and didn't encounter any nightmare attacks. But at the same time, he is not very lucky, because Wen Rulan has not given up yet and is still waiting for him in Mengze.

Mr. Mengze became upset when he thought about it. He forced himself not to think about it, and with a relaxed and playful attitude, he entered a strange dreamland again.

As soon as he entered, he was amazed by the fireworks blooming in the summer night. Fireworks are not uncommon in the real world. Fireworks celebrations are held every holiday to celebrate the holiday.

But fireworks in dreams are rare. Most of human beings' dreams reflect the things they care about and cherish in their hearts, which may be people or objects, rather than such a grand fireworks party.

The Dream Realm is so big, and Meng Zejun has only seen such magnificent fireworks very rarely. The last time he saw it, it seemed like it was eighteen years ago. He had just finished watching the fireworks, and then he encountered...

Oops, I remembered that name again. Mengzejun quickly hypnotized himself and asked himself to forget it as soon as possible. His autosuggestion was of some use; he left the name behind for the time being, and he could continue to play in the dream.

He played at the fireworks party for a long time. He had seen enough fireworks and was about to leave to find the next dream. However, when he was walking towards the exit of the dream, he unexpectedly discovered that... this dream was not just about fireworks.

He saw snow-capped mountains, majestic and towering snow-capped mountains. A moment ago there were gorgeous summer night fireworks, but he just walked a few more steps and walked from Midsummer Night to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

This is indeed a very bizarre scene. How can there be two completely different scenes in one dream?

But it does exist, and the two fit together nicely without a strong sense of discomfort.

Mengzejun looked at the snow mountain with wonder. He had never seen such a dream before. He became more interested in this dream. He no longer wanted to leave, but continued to move forward. After the snow-capped mountains, he saw the mist-shrouded clouds. The clouds had various strange and cute shapes on them. And soft.

This is the third completely different scene. Like the first two, it blends well together. This dream is like an amusement park. Different scenes are different themes in the park. It embraces all rivers and embraces everything.

In addition to fireworks, snow-capped mountains and clouds, he also saw the polar glaciers. Above the glaciers, there was the auroras that shimmered and changed like fairy ribbons. Or maybe it's the giant whale jumping out of the blue sea deep in the ocean. It's evening, and the water droplets jumping out of the giant whale reflect the rays of light in the sky, filling the sky with brilliance.

Each of these scenes is a scene that will interest Mengzejun and make him stay. It is like meeting a confidant. Every part of the dream of the owner of this dream is to his taste.

If it were normal, he would definitely find the owner of this dream and have a good drink and talk with him, but at this moment... he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because it was such a coincidence, who could have such a coincidence with his preferences? And looking closely, he always felt that the various scenes in this dream were somewhat similar to him, as if he had seen and played with them before.

And the further down he went, the deeper this feeling became.

This dream is so huge that it transcends ordinary boundaries. Ordinary people cannot support such a huge dream. The owner of the dream must have the ability to control the dream to create such a dream.

The ability to control dreams is rare, but it happens to be the same as his preferences. This is no longer a coincidence.

Mengzejun had a vague premonition in his heart. He had a premonition that this dream was probably a trap deliberately set to trap him, just waiting for him to step into it.

Now he stepped in, but he realized something was wrong in time, and he could immediately turn back, but... his inner interest and curiosity about this dream made him take the risk and continue moving forward.

After traveling through many different scenes, he finally came to the end of the dream, which was an ordinary single-family villa.

There is a large garden surrounding the villa, in which flowers are in full bloom, and flowers of various colors stretch out their branches and leaves, making them very delicate and beautiful.

Mr. Mengze was stunned. What stunned him was not the garden, but the people in the garden who were watering the flowers and weeding.

He had been hiding from this person for a whole year and never thought that he would meet him in such a situation.

Wen Rulan finished the work at hand, then put down the kettle, stood in the sea of ​​flowers, and looked up at the man not far away.

"This is..." Mr. Mengze murmured in disbelief.

There is no doubt that this is Wen Rulan's dream. Wen Rulan does not have the ability to travel between different dreams. His ability to control dreams is only for his own dreams, so his appearance here proves that this is his own dream.

This was the answer Mengzejun never expected. He guessed that this dream was deliberately arranged to attract him, but the object of his suspicion was monsters like nightmares, not Wen Rulan.

After all, Wen Rulan's dream... whether it was eighteen years ago or eight years ago, was so gloomy and gray. Moreover, eight years ago, when he last visited Wen Rulan's dream, the nightmare was completely destroyed by him. After it was shattered, rebuilding the dream to its current level cannot be accomplished in a short time.

In addition to taking a long time, it also requires a lot of patience. When the dream completely reflects the original intention, it does not take much effort, but when you want the dream to reflect content that is not the original intention, you need to build and design it little by little.

It's like building a house from scratch. The foundation, pipes, furniture, and decoration all have to be designed by himself bit by bit, and he can't find anyone to help. After all, he is the only owner of the dream.

Ordinary people would not have such patience. Mr. Mengze's patience was pretty good, but he was already exhausted after building a palace for himself in Mengze because it was too mentally draining.

So there was nothing in Mengze except the palace, and he was really too lazy to build anything else.

As for building such a complicated dream like this, he asked himself that he couldn't do it, but Wen Rulan did it.

Mengzejun didn't know how long Wen Rulan had been with him, but it probably wouldn't be shorter than the time the other party spent looking for Mengze. And every scene Wen Rulan takes seems to be...

"This is the dream you taught me." Wen Rulan answered softly in the sea of ​​flowers.

His fingers touched a flower bud that was about to bloom, and the flower bud bloomed under his hands, just like Mengzejun taught him to do eighteen years ago.

This dream was just like the dreams that Mengzejun took him through eighteen years ago. He treasured them one by one and restored them one by one using the control of the power of dreams taught by him.

Mengzejun was shocked, shocked by this dream, and also shocked by Wen Rulan's words.

It was like breaking down layers of solid walls erected around his heart. After unremitting efforts, those vibrations finally broke through the layers of defense and shook his heart.

Amidst the shock of his body and mind, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his wrist. He looked down and saw that it was a flower vine that suddenly started to grow in the sea of ​​flowers and climbed up his wrist.

The flowers and vines entangled him, as if they didn't want him to leave and just wanted him to stay here.

This scene was very similar to eight years ago, with those thick and poisonous vines binding his hands and feet like this, making the nightmare his prison.

It was still the same person's dream, and it was still a prison, but there were some differences. For example, the vines were so tight that he couldn't break free. The strength of the flower vine was very light and gentle. He could break it free by shaking his hand slightly.

Another example is that at that time, he was trying to break free, but now he clearly can, but...

Did not break free.

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