Endless vast other world

Chapter 99

"What?" Sora exclaimed.

"Last time, when I was staying in this hotel. I borrowed a spare key from you, didn't you say you don't have any?"

Yi Na giggled and said, "How could the hotel owner not have a spare key?"

"But, but..." Kong Zhen was speechless.

Yi Na said first: "You want to ask me, why didn't I lend you the spare key at that time?"

Yi Na smiled and said, "Of course it's just to watch a good show!"

Hearing this answer, Sora almost lost his breath.

Yi Na was still at the side, busy rambling:

"Oh, I said Sora...you are too timid."

"Look. Kenny has already done this, but you still don't understand her intentions?"

"Kennie is obviously interested in you!"

"Can this be called a hint? Isn't it almost an explicit indication?"

"Go up, Sorama! Go up, go up, go up..."

Ina was so excited that she waved her fists.

Sora patted Ina on the head: "You love brain!"

"Is this the time to think about these things? Now, we must concentrate on dealing with Clarence."

"It's getting late. Ina, you should go to sleep too. Tomorrow morning, we have to find a way to discuss how to deal with Clarence."

Yi Na muttered, still unwilling to move.

Sora grabbed Ina's shoulders and pushed Ina away from Ke Ni's door.

After seeing Ina off, Sora stood quietly and alone at Kenny's door for a while.

What was Sora thinking at this moment?Or just in a daze?

Nobody knows.

After standing there for a while, Sora returned to his room.

He wanted to sleep for a while.Because he knew that tomorrow would be a hard battle.

But he couldn't sleep anyway.

I really feel empty.My life is like a ship that is leaking.

Driving wobbly in the sea, unable to see the direction clearly.There is always the risk of hitting a rock and sinking.

Kong Zhen actually understood what was going on.

It's just that he can't change it.

The most painful thing for people is that they have nowhere to go after waking up from a dream.

Those who dream are happy.Because they are intoxicated in their own dreams and don't care about reality.That ugly and harsh reality.

If a person is immersed in a dream and cannot wake up.If it is really for his own good, then the most important thing is not to wake him up.

If you really want to wake him up, you have to wake him up when there is a way to go in this world.

Sora had heard such a story.

There is a poet.His poems were unappreciated, and he was troubled for a lifetime.

Moreover, he fell ill and died at a young age.

When he was dying, only his elderly mother was with him.

This scene, no matter who watched it, was extremely sad.It can almost be said that those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad.

However.When the poet was dying, he suddenly said to his mother:
"Grandma. The gods created Baiyulou and asked me to write poetry."

This is obviously a lie, a dream!

However, because of this dream.In front of the hospital bed in the broken house.The poet and his mother, the young and the old, the dead and the living, rejoiced.

Those who died happily died, and those who lived lived with peace of mind.

Telling lies and dreaming are great at these times.

If we can't find a way out, what we want is a dream.

Sora sighed.

He sat up in bed.He opened the curtains slightly and looked out the window.

night sky.Xingxing blinked and looked at him tenderly.

A little bit of hope illuminates him.

He thought back to his childhood.

In the summer night.The kid who chased fireflies.

Seeing a little light, he unswervingly chased after it.

He is still that kid.Nothing has changed.

outside the window.The stars gradually converge.Shimmering climbed into the sky.

Little by little.Slowly, climb up.

It's dawn.

(End of this chapter)