Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

A smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face. "It's okay." Then he seemed to have sniffed his nose, and said with tears in his eyes, "They no longer exist."

"So you lied to me?" Zengjun smiled, as if he had seen a lot of betrayal, but Zengjun still continued to walk towards him slowly, without any speeding up or stopping. To Zengjun, he just wanted to save him, and Zengjun didn't care about the reason.

Zeng Jun came to Zhao Yi and handed him a camel rope. "It's getting late, let's talk on the way. That man said there is a base not far away, let's go there to rest for a night before continuing on our journey."

Zhao Yi raised his head and looked at the rope handed to him by Zeng Jun. "I do have a one-year-old daughter, but she will always stay one year old. My wife also fell seriously ill after my daughter's infancy and passed away soon after. Before she died, she asked me to continue living for them and for myself. They will always live in my heart, so I'm sorry for lying to you. I just don't want to face this fact. I want to stay optimistic and live for them."

Zeng Jun let out a long sigh. If you were to say what could hurt him the most, it would definitely be this. All regrets came from unwillingness, but how could he describe the pain of this last whisper? Although it wouldn't make you bleed, it would make you feel very uncomfortable when you thought about it. If time could go back, you would think about how to change something.

The gift recipient gathers the rope handed out by his left hand in his right hand.

Zhao Yi saw it and lowered his head, shedding useless tears. This time he really cried. Others might think that he was disappointed with Zeng Jun's behavior, but perhaps only he knew that he was crying unconsciously because he thought of his unbearable past. He didn't blame Zeng Jun. He deserved to be punished for playing with other people's feelings. This was what he deserved.

A piece of cloth was wiping Zhao Yi's tears. He raised his head and saw Zengjun using his clothes to wipe away his shame. He shed even more tears.

Zengjun wiped her tears and comforted her, "You didn't lie to me," and then began to complain, "You are an adult, but you still shed tears in front of a child like me. If people see it, they will think I am bullying you. So don't be sad, and keep a clear name for me, okay?"

Zengjun listened to what he said and sighed in his heart, "Yes, I can think so clearly when comforting others, but why am I so stupid when it comes to myself that I even jumped into the sea for this?"

After a while, Zhao Yi was tired of crying, and her tears dried up and stuck to Zengjun's left sleeve. If it were any other time, Zengjun would definitely find a place to cast a spell to remove the foreign object and clean himself up.

But looking at the tears on his sleeves, Zengjun's eyes slightly reddened.

Zengjun handed the rope to Zhao Yi again and said, "Hurry up, or you'll be freezing on the road."

Zhao Yi accepted the freedom bestowed upon him by Zeng Jun, and galloped along with freedom itself, oh, galloped along with a camel.

Zengjun on the road was looking at the same scenery everywhere with the remaining light in the sky. On the boring road, there was someone to accompany him in his loneliness.

When people reach the lowest point, they tend to have the idea of ​​giving up. They only think that after they get over this low point, there will be another low point. As a result, even the low point in front of them can easily defeat them. What defeats them is never the low point, but their unwillingness to believe in themselves.

The road was getting darker and darker, but fortunately, the cabin appeared as expected.

There was a fire next to the hut, guiding the lost people to hope.

After placing the camels in the resting hut, we came to the main house. There was no one inside, but some fruits and a water bag full of water. When we picked up the water bag, we could see the words "May these help those in need" engraved on the table.

Zeng Jun lay directly on the bed, covered with a dirty quilt. Although it was shabby, it was no different from what Zeng Jun had in the camp.

Zhao Yi did not touch the fruits and water on the table, and lay directly on the bed. Although the quilt was dirty, it did not smell bad. It was probably because the stains on it were difficult to remove. However, the fact that a poor man still demanded so much showed that he was not poor at all.

The night is very quiet, with the wind howling outside. The night is very noisy, carrying every child's dream of flying far away, and then being wantonly destroyed by others.

In the dream, Zengjun was walking on the water, and the water was responding to his arrival with every step he took. Standing opposite him was another self. His reflection was very noisy, chattering with Zengjun about his dreams, while Zengjun half-knelt down and listened quietly, listening to his own complaints, without saying anything.

It started to rain, and the other self hurriedly ran to find a place to take shelter, then disappeared, leaving Zengjun standing alone in the rain. Looking at his own reflection in the water, Zengjun stood up and turned around to walk aimlessly, "I am no longer a child who goes home when encountering rain and wind, but an adult who stands in the rain without changing his expression." A child of fifteen years old with a nineteen-year-old body, travels around in the cruel world. Fortunately, he has divine power, but the sad child who hides from the rain does not. (This part will feel even better if the song: Nagashi is added)

The next morning, Zengjun got up early, or rather, he did not fall asleep but was waiting for dawn.

Embark on a new journey with Zhao Yi to witness the warmth and coldness of human nature, and then set off again in disappointment.

Zhao Yi asked curiously on the way, "By the way, I haven't heard about your past. You are so handsome, your family must be very good to you, right?"

Zeng Jun asked in confusion, "Home? What is home?"

"It's the place you love and the people who love you," Zhao Yi explained.

"Oh~, well, I was abandoned, so I was caught outside and brought here," Zengjun replied.

"This is consistent with what you said when you came here, but is it everyone? Has everyone abandoned you?" Zhao Yi seemed so interested that he forgot that he shouldn't ask further.

Zengjun did not answer. He had not expected that someone would care about him to such an extent that he did not even finish writing the story.

Fortunately, Zhao Yi finally realized that he shouldn't have asked, "I'm sorry, I overlooked that it was a past you didn't want to recall, and I actually asked about it, which was really rude."

Zhao Yi actually wanted to know about Zeng Jun's past, because he wanted to know what had supported him to get to where he is today, which was so strong that he was daunted and ignored the questions he shouldn't have asked. Moreover, he really regarded Zeng Jun as a friend.

Zengjun looked at the rising sun and said, "It doesn't matter. The past is the past. I just live in the present."

Zhao Yi also looked at the rising sun and said, "That's right. It's time for me to live in the present. Your arrival has taught me a lot. So, we all have to live well, for ourselves and for that elusive hope."