Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Gu Ling gripped the door handle and turned it, only to find that the door was locked. She used a little magic power to open the door and walked in slowly.

The bed in the room was a little messy, obviously someone had slept on it, but its owner was nowhere to be seen.

Gu Ling walked in, looked around the room, and finally saw Song Qiaoyang in the corner.

When she found the person, she first breathed a sigh of relief, but then she became worried again.

She slowly approached: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Qiaoyang did not react. He silently curled himself up in the corner, his bare feet on the smooth floor, his thin pajamas wrapped around his trembling body, his head buried above his knees, quiet.

Gu Ling put his hand on his head and said softly: "Song Qiaoyang, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qiaoyang's trembling body stilled as Gu Ling touched him. He raised his head without warning, his hands tightly covering his mouth, his cheeks slightly deformed due to his forceful movements, so Gu Ling could only see his eyes.

Those eyes, which were shrouded in mist without glasses, were filled with fear, tears and obvious fragility.

Snapped!

He suddenly slapped Gu Ling's hand away, and a crisp sound rang out in the room. He shrank into the corner, holding his head, and a choking sound reached Gu Ling's ears.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, don't hit me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He kept repeating this sentence, and his whole body fell into endless panic, waiting for the slap and vicious beating that was about to fall.

The anger and impatience in Gu Ling's heart gradually dissipated, and he looked like he was in a state of terror.

Okay, I won’t bother with you.

She walked over and hugged Song Qiaoyang, trying to speak softly: "Okay, okay, I forgive you."

The warm embrace with a faint fragrance calmed Song Qiaoyang's frightened heart a little. Gu Ling coaxed him for a long time before he let go of his defensive posture and leaned into Gu Ling's arms.

Before Gu Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, thunder sounded again. The dull roar made people's hearts sink.

Song Qiaoyang hugged Gu Ling's waist tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he would break her waist. Gu Ling's hands that were around him were placed on her shoulders. Just as she was about to push him away, the cloth on her chest was soaked with warm liquid.

Song Qiaoyang, crying?

Gu Ling was a little bit unbelievable. Song Qiaoyang had always been calm and reliable, as if anything could be easily solved by him, but now he was actually crying.

Song Qiaoyang sobbed softly, his whispered words barely audible in the sound of wind and rain: "Save me..."

So Gu Ling hugged him tightly again, feeling his cold body temperature, Gu Ling adjusted her posture, picked him up and walked to the bed. The man held her like an octopus and wouldn't let go, so Gu Ling had to wrap herself tightly in the quilt together with him.

"Zhou Paopi, come out and check what's going on."

The system came out of its sea of ​​consciousness and scanned Song Qiaoyang, then slowly said, "Energy from two worlds."

"Are you crazy about energy?"

"A solution is included, if you want it or not."

Gu Ling said coldly: "Let it go."

The system didn't care about Gu Ling's attitude: "The solution to the childhood trauma is very simple. I will send you to his dream, and you can be a hero and save the beauty. I will engrave this dream into his subconscious, so that he can infinitely reduce the psychological trauma of this incident."

Gu Ling sneered: "You want my energy from two worlds for just a dream? My demonic power was blown by the wind?"

"Then what do you want?"

"Send me to that time."

"You're dreaming of reversing time and space! I won't even try to change ten worlds, let alone two." Seeing that Gu Ling was unmoved, the system continued, "That was a major turning point in his life. Once it changes, he will no longer be the current Song Qiaoyang. He may not even like you."

"If you don't like it, forget it."

"Ha!" The system laughed sarcastically, "Gu Shitou, don't act like you're so great. Have you ever asked for other people's opinions before you just give orders?"

Gu Ling was silent, then said irritably, "Aren't we going to enter the dream? Hurry up."

Gu Ling's eyes went dark. The sounds of wind and rain faded away in an instant, then reappeared in his ears the next moment. A bolt of thunder exploded in the sky.

She still looked the same, even her clothes hadn't changed.

It was pitch black all around, as if we were in the suburbs. Rainwater seeped into the soil and mixed into a muddy slurry. There was a dim light not far away, and occasional lightning illuminated the house.

Several figures were not very clear, and vague voices came with the wind.

"These little brats are so noisy. The more they are beaten, the more they cry. My hands are sore from beating them."

"Take it easy, Third Brother. If it's damaged, you won't get a good price. It's much easier to just use some medicine."

"The rest don't matter, but you better be careful with the best-looking boy inside. It would be hard to explain if he died."

"What's so hard to explain? Didn't the man say that it would be fine if he just sold the person? How did he know if the person was dead or not?"

"That's not the case. The kid is good-looking and has a penis. He can be sold for a lot of money."

"Don't worry, Boss. I didn't hit him. He was very timid. He was so scared when he saw me beating him that he trembled and didn't dare to say a word."

……

Gu Ling didn't listen to any more words. She was drenched from the rain. She walked towards the house with a gloomy face, kicked the person who was watching at the door away, and then kicked the door open.

boom!

There was a loud bang that seemed louder than thunder, and lightning flashed several times at a high frequency. Gu Ling's shadow was dragged very long in the rainy night. He looked wet and menacing, like a ghost coming to seek revenge, scaring everyone in the house out of their wits.

"Ghost... ghost!"

The burly man shouted, "Why are you panicking? She has a shadow!"

The few of them managed to calm themselves down, and after the man gave a call, everyone picked up their weapons and headed towards Gu Ling.

Perhaps because this was a dream, Gu Ling's physical fitness was extraordinary. She bent down to avoid one person's iron rod, crushed the person's wrist with her bare hands, and hit the rest of the people hard with the iron rod.

In just a few minutes, more than ten people all lay down, and Gu Ling threw the bent iron rod on the ground, making a "clang" sound.

Those people were lying on the ground, their lives or deaths unknown. Gu Ling stepped on the face of "Old Third" and said in a cold tone: "Where are they?"

The third brother trembled: "Basement, basement, I have the key!"

Gu Ling glanced at the key on his waist, looked away in disdain, and stepped harder: "What did you mean by 'difficult to explain'? Tell me the whole story."

The third brother was a little hesitant. He felt the force on his head getting heavier and heavier. He was afraid something might happen, so he told everything right away.

He was a man in his thirties, like the social elite on TV. He came to them and said he wanted to discuss a business deal.

He would hand a boy over to the third brother's gang, asking them to spare the boy's life and send him to a remote mountain village, preferably one where he would never be able to leave.

The third brother and his gang were human traffickers. They could get a boy for free without doing anything and even get a considerable amount of money. They had no reason to refuse.

"What are the characteristics of that person? Think carefully."

The third brother racked his brains, fearing that this violent and impatient humanoid killer would kick him to death.

Not to mention, people's potential under the threat of death is truly endless.

"I, I think I've seen him before. I saw him on TV before, and he was standing behind some big shot of the Song Group when a reporter was interviewing him. I don't pay attention to these things, so I really don't know who that person is. Big sister, please let me go, I..."

Since he was no longer of any value, Gu Ling kicked him unconscious and quickly went to the basement.

I had planned to use my demonic powers to open the lock, but it didn't work.

The system laughed at her: "This is Song Qiaoyang's dream. It's a pity that this kid believes in science."

In other words, powers beyond science will not appear in dreams.

Gu Ling: ...

This child has a lack of imagination. Hasn't he ever thought about the existence of supermen and fairies?

Gu Ling went back dejectedly and took the key from the third brother.

The basement was very dark, with a mixed smell of decay and blood. There were twenty or thirty children imprisoned here, most of whom were between three and ten years old.

Maybe they had been drugged before, the children were covered in wounds and fell into a coma, their breathing was weak and steady, except for a disordered breathing in the corner.

Gu Ling knew that it was Song Qiaoyang who was lucky enough not to be drugged because he was too sensible.

Gu Ling turned on the light in the basement in the dark, passed a group of children, and saw a miniature version of Song Qiaoyang tied up tightly in the corner.

He looks only three or four years old. Song Qiaoyang is not nearsighted yet. His eyes are big and bright. His little face is red from crying, and his eyes and nose are red.

Oh, it’s a baby version of Song the Rabbit.

I don’t suppress my emotions, I don’t have an awkward and sensitive mind, I can’t solve problems by myself, I can only cry.