Home from scratch in another world

Lan Tang and Shi Meng entered his dream space with their real appearances.

As soon as they entered, both of them couldn't help frowning.

This place is completely, utterly, pitch black...

In the endless darkness, the two walked in a space where they couldn't see their fingers. They completely lost their eyesight. They could only determine each other's position by sound, and even the transformed light source was swallowed by the darkness.

Finally, Shi Meng took his sleeve.

"Follow me."

"Is this... my dream?" Lan Tang asked this sentence almost tremblingly.

"Yes, this is your dream, and it is also your heart." Shi Meng said indifferently, she has been a dream witch during this period, and she has seen the hearts of many people.

This is actually not a very good experience.

However, this is the first time I have seen an empty and completely dark dream, and it is quite normal to put it on the amnesiac.

"Ah..." The man staggered as he was dragged by the sleeves of the girl. How many people can clearly see their own hearts?

He looked directly at himself for the first time, and was almost swallowed by this black scene...

Shi Meng was not in the mood to comfort him, she used her spiritual perception after she came in, and easily seized the management right when the owner of the dream was at a loss and did not resist.

This space is empty.

Only - that direction!

It was inconvenient to pull the sleeves, so Shi Meng grabbed the opponent's cold hand and jumped into the plane space one after another.

Jumping several times, finally, the atmosphere is no longer silent, there is a faint voice like the tide, but the eyes are still dark, lightless, unknown...

The girl suddenly stopped in her tracks, waking up the frightened person behind her: "What's wrong?"

"Listen carefully." Shi Meng said, drawing a moon wheel in the air with his fingertips, the silver-white moon gradually enlarged and rose, and the light turned into overwhelming rain...

They were finally able to see things under the silvery moonlight. There was no sea in the distance, but darkness surging like a tide. Suddenly, the hidden things were awakened by the sudden appearance of light. The darkness surged into the sky from below, and white The moons collide.

Before the light was eroded by the darkness, both of them could see clearly what was coming up——

That's a black monster!

No, that's a black western dragon!Howling, rolling, roaring in the darkness that behemoth!

The whole space trembled!

Lan Tang's eyes widened, and that extremely familiar name lingered on his lips...

When the black waves rushed towards them, he suddenly let go of the girl's hand, let himself sink into the black sea, and subconsciously called out that name——

"Verlaine!"

……

"Are you okay?" Shi Meng patted his shoulder lightly, and when Lan Tang fell into a nightmare, she rushed over and dragged him out of the dream.

Lan Tang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his hair stuck to his forehead, the scene of the darkness engulfing him seemed to be still in front of his eyes, the feeling of falling into the abyss was so real.

but……

"Verlaine!"

The man held his head and tried hard to recall the name he blurted out. Who does it belong to?

Is it the black dragon hiding in his barren dreams?

No, more than...

But he couldn't think of anything except his name.

"Let's try again! Use that ability this time." Panting, he looked at the girl eagerly, with the determination to block everything in his eyes.

"I don't know what's going to happen... are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

This is really... crazy eyes!is it worth itShe stared at the pair of green pupils, did not say this question, but asked herself.

- it's worth it.

"it is good."

Shi Meng looked back at him seriously, and the attending doctor found that she was also the one who would go crazy and do everything she could, and she decided to respond to this determination, and she would bring him out intact.

……

The two entered the dreamland again, and there was no black dragon in the space.

Shi Meng directly used "spiritual comfort", and in an instant, the bright and clean light collided with the pitch-black darkness, and the space trembled under their feet, until it trembled violently.

Lan Tang used a complete collection of colored paintings, and the huge golden square shimmered on the surface, protecting the two of them intact.

The two were in the subspace barrier, and the entire dream space began to shake, vibrate, and then collapse, and everything connected gradually produced fine cracks, and then shattered like a mirror.

After a long time, maybe a moment, behind the cracked mirror is a completely white, unknown world, like a black sea being washed, and they arrive at the opposite side of the dream, and in the blurry distance, there seems to be a world like sea water. Things are pouring down...

The girl stretched out her hand to her side, and he put it up. This is not a dream space. Shimeng can't use dream powers, let alone teleport. They are holding hands, his hand is still cold, hers is a little warm No, the two ran over there.

But this place that seems very close is actually very far away. I don’t know how long I ran before I saw a wide and bottomless steps. Countless steps go down one level at a time. Looking down, people can’t help feeling dizzy feel.

Where exactly is this place?Shi Meng didn't know either.

Is it a dream?

No, this place is more unknown than a dream.

Could this be——the world after the dream?

Shi Meng couldn't help thinking of the saying about "icebergs", everyone is like an iceberg, only a small part floats on the sea, while a larger part of the invisible inner world is hidden in a deeper place.

Unknown, just like an iceberg.

Standing in front of the steps, the two looked at each other, with fear and courage in their eyes, but without hesitation, they walked down hand in hand without distracting thoughts in their hearts.

The steps are very white, the surrounding area is very empty, the air is very silent, the sound of footsteps echoes here, and the sound of panting gradually becomes clearer.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe in the spiritual world, time has completely lost its meaning, they can only keep going down, down, and down...

For a moment, Shimeng felt that she was about to lose consciousness, and she just wanted to sink into this space. She felt tired and sleepy, but she felt warm and at ease...

So the girl slowly closed her eyes, as if her spirit was about to return to nothingness.

——Until she felt the coldness and powerlessness of the hand she was holding.

wrong!

Shi Meng suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head. Lan Tang next to her had fallen into emptiness at some point, only relying on that crazy obsession, dragging a body that was about to be empty to follow her.

"Lan Tang, Lan Tang! Wake up, don't fall asleep! Wake up..." Shi Meng was so frightened that he called out to him, slapped him, and used psychoanalysis many times.

Lan Tang, who fell into a coma, didn't hear the hasty cry. He seemed to be in a mysterious situation, and it was difficult to describe his current feeling. It seemed that his body was gradually becoming nothingness, his consciousness turned into particles, and he wanted to return to a certain grand place. .

He was frightened and struggling, and for the first time clearly perceived his own insignificance in front of an unknown thing.

Lan Tang tried his best to resist this idea, but he gradually lost the power that accompanied him—until he felt a glazed light, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that he could return along the original path of the light, before he was completely lost. be awakened.

He finally felt that he was still alive, his body was being shaken vigorously, his consciousness finally gathered, and he tried to open his eyes.

The pupils of the girl in front of him shrank in horror, she was so anxious and frightened, and she was calling him so deeply.

"I'm fine." He tried to move his stiff fingers, trying to reach out to hold her, but he couldn't lift it up.

"You must have nothing to do." Shi Meng was terrified by his condition, and anyone who knew that the person he was leading had died would be terrified.

She was really scared, this place is too empty and unknown, now she wants to drag Lan Tang to turn around and run up, who knows what will happen if she goes down.

"Don't be afraid." Lan Tang finally held her hand, and the golden painting book covered them again. He pulled the girl up, "Let's go back."

Shi Meng nodded quickly, it was time to go back, she was led up a few steps, then stopped again.

For a while, his narration in that coffee shop came to my mind again, his pain and helplessness, her confusion and homelessness, their memories and the past that can never be retrieved...

"and many more."

The girl fell behind him, held his footsteps, looked up with fear still in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Let's try again."

Looking down at the endless long steps like an abyss, Lan Tang looked down and saw her expression, he was suddenly stunned...

Shi Meng didn't care about his reaction, turned around and looked at the bottomless long steps: "Let's try one last time... right here."

Shi Meng felt nervous, it was the first time she used "psychoanalysis" on this space so quickly and without doubt.

There is no change in the air.

"Spiritual perception."

The long steps didn't feel anything.

"Spiritual comfort." After marking Lan Tang, Shi Meng activated the ability of purification.

The pure white space is as pure white as ever.

……

They were facing the endless abyss side by side, Shi Meng couldn't help but squeeze the other's hand as cold as hers, until he felt the grip back.

She took a deep breath, stopped here in the endless descent?In fact, she did her best, didn't she?

But Shi Meng couldn't help but give himself a "psychoanalysis", what else can he do to end the endless walk?

What else can she do?

This calm state of mind washed away the rising fear, and she remembered that there were still two psychoanalytic abilities that had never been used in dreams.

The next second, the girl's calm voice resounded in this silent space: "Lantang, use your greatest strength to protect us!"

The golden subspace rose, and Shimeng used her single-target offensive psychic power.

"Mental shock!"

The space on both sides of the stairs shook for a moment, but only once, and then slowly recovered.

The range is too small, unless...

Shi Meng concentrates, her spirit is very tense now, but she decided to fight for this guy in her hand... There has never been such a moment, she has gathered all the supernatural powers, whether it is reserved for the dream space What is still spiritual perception is to gather all your spiritual power and concentrate all your energy to one point.

——If it is represented by an energy bar that can be upgraded in the game, then at this moment, this skill is at full value!

The power was gathered and compressed, and the girl opened her eyes again. There seemed to be countless stars falling in the deep blue eyes, extremely quiet and majestic.

"Fantasy Collection - Insanity!"

Lan Tang held his breath subconsciously, witnessing this divine scene, the glass-colored light exploded like an explosion, hit the surrounding walls, and even hit the subspace formed by the color painting collection to be crumbling and almost shattered crack.

——This violent blow is enough to destroy the will of most people in the city in reality, and it can set off a huge storm in reality!

It's dazzling.

There should be a silent loud noise, and in a trance, the glaze-colored brilliance dissipates into mist, and behind the mist is the reality that gradually emerges.

When the fog slowly dissipated, on the surrounding pure white walls, memories unfolded like a scroll.

The figures on the countless murals are so familiar.

This is—Lantang's memory!

Lan Tang took back the shattered coloring book, held the girl tightly and ran towards the mural, the two of them looked at each other and ran down.

The pictures on both sides, from the prosperous Regova Street, to the bell tower and dome of the church; from the shackles and chains in the prison, to the strict European spy organization...

From the blond experimental body "Black No. 12" rescued by the black-haired boy sneaking into the base, to the two working together to kill the "Fun God"-he was 15 years old at that time.

Lan Tang stopped in a daze. On the screen was a handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes, walking down from the experimental bed indifferently. In front of the painting, he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, once again facing the blond boy across the screen. See.

Shi Meng felt the shaking of the hand he was holding, and he stumbled to look at the memory behind him.

After that, they exchanged names, they became best friends, they were partners for four years, they came to Yokohama for a mission, and then—

He was betrayed.

Lan Tang shivered slowly, and the strength in his clenched hands became weaker and weaker, until the girl gently held him.

Shi Meng saw the confusion and shock on his face again, and also saw the endless panic and fear, this kind of emotion made her breathless... But she knew that there was nothing she could do, she could only hold on tightly. He remained silent, wordless accompanying him at this moment.

Lan Tang tried his best to absorb the temperature in his hands, and his voice was hoarse: "So, it's like this..."

Shi Meng gripped him back forcefully.

"Miss, is it true that I retrieved my memory?" He stared blankly at the last picture of the memory, obviously there were no tears on his face, but his heart was crying.

"Why, am I not happy at all now?"

After the girl heard the long silence, this journey of chasing memories was so unexpected, she couldn't help feeling confused.

But the people around her were so scared, so sad, like a migratory bird that was wet with tears and couldn't fly or return home, so she could only try her best to comfort her:

"Don't think like this...Life is always complicated and fragile. A person's life is short and long. Accidents often happen in a flash...For us, every minute and every second of memory is precious."

She looked at the not-so-long mural that recorded the first half of a person's life, and perhaps said anxiously: "There are also many happy things in these memories that we don't want to lose."

Lan Tang looked at the girl who spoke pleadingly, like a lost person looking for an answer: "Then, what should we do next?"

Shi Meng looked at his bewildered eyes, and remembered that night when she didn't know whether she came to heaven or hell. She tried her best to suppress this complicated mood, took a deep breath, looked at him and said slowly:

"We...you can think slowly. Life is still long, and you have many paths to choose from...

You can go back to France and meet all your relatives and friends; you can stay in Yokohama and continue to be a mafia; you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want..."

"Do you want to continue wandering like this?" He asked.

"Maybe life is a journey, so is wandering." They held hands tightly, "No matter what, you are free."

He murmured: "I am free..."

Shi Meng looked at the long mural, and lowered her voice very softly, as if she was afraid of waking him up, as if she was afraid of waking herself up.

"I only hope that during the journey, we can also learn the meaning of life."

Lan Tang didn't ask any more questions, his eyes were dim for a moment, as if his mind was wandering, but the way he looked at the girl was warm.

He let go of his clenched hands, and gave her a gentle hug in front of the memory mural.