The end of another world: the desolate land!

Isis, whose memory are you looking at? You have been doing this for three days. What memory interests you so much? As the will of dreams, you should have the most abundant memory. Can you tell me?

Ka Meng~ You don’t understand! This girl’s memory is so interesting, the love that runs through her heart is like the broken love of crystal glass, and it is the purest love between the two girls, Xia Mei!

What? Are those two girls together? I see you care so much! Could it be that you are moved by such pure love again?

No! In the end, love is not achieved, love is withered early, like the wood vine and the flower withered easily, the girl died and the other girl died too! The dead girl turned into a demon to protect her lover. Although the person being protected survived in the world, the other heart was sealed forever.

Ka Meng~ As a person with a will, I envy them so much, I envy their purity! Come! Come and see how beautiful her memory is.

The pink and blue shadows looked at a crystal at the same time, and the person in the mirror was Meng Lingyue.

Yes, the will of dreams is what this world calls God! The dream god Isis read and wrote the girl's memory again.

Ling'er! Will you marry me? I really, really want to marry you. Didn't you ask me what my wish is? This is my wish... I want you!

The other girl forced a laugh that was uglier than crying and said something, but Meng Lingyue still couldn't hear it clearly. However, looking at the smiling face of the girl next to her, she should know.

Hahaha~ Are you willing now? It's not too late... Not too late at all, the timing is just right, so good~ I can watch you marry me, and you can watch me marry you.

In Meng Lingyue's eyes, several figures appeared nearby, slowly appearing in front of the two people in front of her. The girl whose sound Meng Lingyue could not hear suddenly exploded, knocking several figures to the ground and lifting one figure by the neck. Meng Lingyue looked at the murderous eyes of the girl, but closed her eyes in pain and let go of the man, muttering a few words, which Meng Lingyue still could not hear clearly, but after several people stood up, they all left with hunched bodies.

The space here shattered into pieces like an eggshell being peeled open to reveal another picture. Meng Lingyue came to an ancient city that was dazzlingly red. The walls and tiles were all painted red. The plum blossoms were as red as if they were stained with blood. The carpet was also red. The sunset was just like her own wedding today, but the surroundings were too quiet, and it had nothing to do with the fireworks at today's wedding.

What caught the girl's eyes was a girl wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal bridal gown. She was the one whose voice Meng Lingyue could hear and whose emotions she could feel.

The bright red color on her body formed a strong contrast with the red surroundings, making Meng Lingyue feel very uncomfortable. The door in front of the girl in her wedding dress was about to open with a creaking sound. The wedding hall was decorated with red ribbons, and the surroundings were filled with phantoms whose faces Meng Lingyue could not see, but she could feel their grief and reluctance.

Baoling~ I'm here, do you think I'm beautiful today? I know this is modern, but I still like the ancient etiquette of being a wife. Today I'm wearing a phoenix crown, a red dress, and the sunset to marry you!

Don't cry, this is a happy event, smile ~ I like to see your smile the most, yes! That's it.

After bowing to heaven and earth, bowing to parents, and bowing to husband and wife, the shadows around began to applaud and congratulate. What made Meng Lingyue wonder was why they were not escorted to the bridal chamber. The girl looked at the two people in front of her and brought two cups of tea from the pavilion, and offered tea to a shadow sitting in the upper courtyard.

Ling'er, I finally married you...

As these words fell, Meng Lingyue saw another scene.

There were originally heart-warming red candles and red silk from the wedding celebration, but now they were all phantoms. There were only pools of blood and broken silk ribbons in the gate. The surroundings seemed to be destroyed by something. The phantom lying on the ground was shattered. Meng Lingyue walked into the room.

What was seen was the bride lying on the ground, her eyes were dazed, her face was pale, and her bright red lips looked very strange. Another girl beside her was holding her gently in her arms. The girl was heartbroken and didn't shed tears, but Meng Lingyue felt that she had long since lost the ability to shed tears. The girl in her arms began to spit out black blood, but she still spoke clearly to express her love.

Ling'er~ Do you think this is my retribution? Does God not want us to be together? Is our love forbidden? Does even God not want to acknowledge it?

Haha! Ling'er~ You said no, but why am I like this? I just love you, I just want to wait for you, but why is it like this?

It can't be cured. If you are sick, you are sick. If you can't cure it, you can't cure it. Let's not talk about that.

Meng Lingyue looked at the girl who fell in the arms of the young girl. Her breath was getting shorter and shorter, but she did not show any pain. Instead, she was very happy. Her right hand that was soothing the other girl's face seemed to be very greedy for the warmth of her lover. The momentary clarity in her faintly distracted eyes was all due to her love for the girl in her eyes.

Ling'er~After I leave, if there is someone who loves you as much as you do, if there is someone who likes you as much as you do, don't hesitate any more, promise me, okay? Although I don't want to, I still want to see you have love.

What do you mean by "always clinging to me"? I don't want you to cling to me. Remember to take medicine on time for your illness, smell more flowers, watch more fireworks, and feel the harmony of the world. It would be best if you find someone who loves you to feel it together after I leave.

Meng Baoling promised me that she would not be as indecisive as when we met, got to know each other and fell in love.

Hahaha, if you don’t say anything I’ll take it as your agreement. Seriously, I haven’t watered the wisteria yet…

As these words fell, the girl in Meng Lingyue's eyes lost her breath, her pupils were dilated, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was satisfied. But the other girl who was hugging the girl had tears of blood in her eyes, and her fair face was covered with red tears of blood, which looked very strange.

The crying girl raised her eyes, but her face could not be seen clearly. However, Meng Lingyue saw her eyes clearly this time. The girl's eyes were fragmented, without any life or sadness, only despair, without love, joy or glory. At this moment, Meng Lingyue heard the sound of "Yue'er" again!

The voice sounded behind Meng Lingyue. When she turned around, everything around her shattered. The scene returned to a gray sky, withered flowers and a tombstone. This time, the girl saw clearly the first two words of the originally blurry epitaph (Beloved Wife)!

Yue'er? Who is this name? Why do I feel familiar and strange at the same time? Why do I feel like I know someone but also like a stranger? Why do I have to see these pictures? Tonight is my wedding, why is it also a wedding in my dream? No one gave Meng Lingyue an answer, because she couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or a memory.

In another space, the two wills felt this emotion and fell into silence.

Ka Meng~Is she pitiful or lucky? If she knew, would she go crazy again?

I don't know... But the girl named Yue'er is so pure, do you want to play a trick on them like before? Make another girl concrete?

No jamming... They both suffered too much, I don't want to do it this time.

This is not like you, Isis. Usually when you see something like this, you'll end up with a weird crematorium. But if you really want to do something like this, I will stop you this time. I seem to have fallen in love with their feelings as well.

The two consciousnesses smiled at each other and dissipated in the space, but as they dissipated, Meng Lingyue's dream turned into foam.

In the warm room hung with red silk, the dragon candles and phoenix candles had long burned out, and the floral aroma had long faded. Meng Lingyue, lying on the soft bed, looked at the red marks from her chest to her neck, and felt her hands tightly hugging her waist, abdomen and back. The sleeping face of her lover in front of her was reflected in her eyes. The girl, who was originally awake, lay obediently in Moss's arms, and also hugged the person in front of her, blatantly pressing her cheek into her lover's plumpness, feeling the other's body fragrance and body temperature at close range, which made Meng Lingyue, who was originally awakened by her dream, fall asleep again.

The room was peaceful and quiet, and the girl did not fall into strange emotions again because of the dream. The dream god did not joke this time, as if everything happened in the blink of an eye, as if nothing happened that night, and the two beautiful women were just tired.