【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

For the first time, Zendik felt that he couldn't cope with the current scene.

The woman's face was peaceful and soft under the moonlight, and a brilliant blue seemed to flash through her eyes——

Very familiar.

It was as if I had stared into those eyes countless times.

It's just that the blue only stayed for a moment, and then was submerged in these mediocre eyes.

To be fair, Sohelei's eyes were not mediocre originally, not to mention that at this time, her eye shape was infinitely close to that of a girl——

But for some reason, deep down in Zendik's heart, it was extremely mediocre.

It was as if, in his mind, there was already a pair of more stunning eyes.

"The answer is not important, Senior Sister Sohelei."

Zendik withdrew his gaze and chose to put the other party into a difficult situation to answer:

"What were you doing just now?"

"..."

For girls, although this question is tricky, it is definitely not difficult.

After all, as long as he asked the question, in a sense, he already had the answer in his heart.

So the girl’s answer is not that important:

"I feel like there are some doubts about the previous records. I'll take another look."

"Really?" Zandik looked at the notebook held in the girl's hand, "If it's convenient, I can help you take a look."

In fact, Sohelei is an extremely rigorous academic person, so there would be no flaws in that notebook.

The girl's fingers tightened:

"No need, you go to bed early, tomorrow... I'll wait for you."

The girl who said the last three words felt a numbness at the base of her tongue, which was a sign of physical tension.

It seems that Sohelei really likes Zendyk.

Pity.

The girl could see through the indifference beneath Zandik's seemingly enthusiastic surface for Sohre.

At this moment, although there are many rumors behind Zandik's back, she has not yet become the target of public criticism in the Order Academy. Sohlei probably has some prestige in the academy. Judging from her notes, she is probably a woman who is excellent both academically and in life. .

Zandik really had no reason to fall out with her.

"..."

Zandik looked at Sohre.

Does this mean being entangled?

Anyway, judging from the current situation, I probably won't be able to act alone tonight.

In this case, it is better to sell her a favor.

So Zendik showed a warm smile:

"Okay."

Back in the camp, Zandik originally thought that he would be so angry that he would not be able to sleep because of the experiment, but as soon as his head hit the pillow, he felt some external force forcefully pulling on his eyelids.

Feeling tired? What a hassle...

It would be nice if it could be taken off.

I wonder if smart people have a common characteristic, that is, in the early stages of dreaming, they all clearly know that they are in a dream.

It was pitch black before his eyes, but he could hear a voice in the darkness.

The sound is a bit far away, and it requires a lot of concentration to hear it. If you really want to hear it clearly, the logic behind it is not smooth.

"No, I said I wouldn't."

"Narcissus?"

"Are you calling me narcissistic?"

"You said it yourself."

"I'll be your...babysitter!"

"Don't let me wash your own underwear. You can handle it yourself."

"The main body bought it, it's none of my business."

"Don't you like me that much?"

"I seem to like you quite a bit."

"sorry--"

"..."

"It's me who likes you."

"Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes——"

"I'm learning, what, falling in love."

The conversation was getting more and more outrageous. Zandik wanted to break away from this ridiculous scene. The blackness in front of him suddenly became distorted, like an old TV set, with colors and pictures appearing intermittently.

His hands seemed soft, and a warm body temperature spread along his palms.

In his field of vision, he saw soft white hair, scratching his chin a little bit.

It seems, holding something.

It seems that the heartbeat is very fast.

The picture distorted again, retreating into darkness little by little.

"You're so red."

"are you ready?"

"Don't worry, close your eyes."

There was still darkness in front of him, but there was an extremely unfamiliar touch on his lips. After rubbing it for a while, he left again.

The screen suddenly lit up, and this time he saw a pink and translucent lip.

At this moment, everything else in his field of vision was out of focus, except for this lip, which was shiny and ambiguously pink.

He wanted to seize the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the whole scene, but the next second, a finger appeared in his field of vision, flicking his eyelashes, and he couldn't help blinking because of the itch.

The second the fingers left, another kiss was offered, catching Zendik off guard.

No, what is this link?

This time is far different from the superficial kiss just now, but a deep, immersive kiss that makes people's hearts beat faster and their faces turn red.

Should I push her away?

It seems like it should.

But this is just a dream...

That's it, right?

A sticky sigh came out, and Zandik couldn't tell whether it was his own reaction or the sound in his dream.

Wen Ruan left his lips again. He restrained his desire to follow her and opened his eyes wide to see the face clearly.

But tears obscured his eyes at some point, and he could only see a pair of deep blue, gorgeous blue eyes in the swaying mist.

"Dotore."

"I love you."

who? Dotore——

Yes, he remembered.

This was not the first time he had had this dream.

In other words, he had dreamed every part of this dream individually.

In - about a year and a half ago.

Dotore was also a name I heard at that time.

Dotore——

"Zandik, Zandik?"

An unknown voice woke up Zandik, causing him to jump up from the mattress.

He actually... woke up late?

He raised his head. The curtain of the tent had been opened, and some dazzling sunlight shone in. In front of him, there was a person calling against the light, calling him.

The face was hidden from the light. In the haze, the face and the face blurred by tears in his sleep cleverly overlapped for a moment. It was not until his eyes that were stimulated by the strong light gradually regained their function that his eyes focused on that. A pair of mediocre eyes.

It's Sohre.

The slight joy that had just arisen in my heart was quickly suppressed, and was replaced by sadness and inexplicable anger.

"We're about to leave, right? Wait for me. I'll be here soon."

The girl was not completely wooden, she could hear Zendik's unvarnished anger at this moment.

Yes, are you angry when you wake up?

The girl was a little confused.

Or was it too rude to open the tent?

Probably?

The girl was thinking as she nodded to Zendik and left the camp.

Let's avoid it next time.