Forbidden Nightmare

Chapter 150 Return Gift
The neon lights are colorful and keep flying past like shooting stars.

Li Nanke drove very fast, and the motorcycle seemed to have no brakes. He shuttled through the alleys and traffic like a nimble and swift swordfish.

The thrilling high-speed driving caused Minian's heart to pound wildly, and she covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming out.

Li Nanke is a physical system transcendent, his nerve reaction speed is extremely terrifying. He deliberately slowed down the speed to take care of the lady in the back seat. The seemingly fast driving is actually safe. It is even safer for him to control it personally than automatic driving.

Minnie Ann quickly adapted to the speed of the car, but she still felt a strong stimulation to her senses.

The head maid Rosalin was not around, and all the red tape and constraints seemed to be thrown away and disappeared without a trace as the car sped away.

In the night drizzle, fluorescent graffiti can be seen everywhere under the mottled street lights. They are weird, flamboyant, bright, passionate and restless, uneasy and rebellious.

As the motorcycle sped along, the fluorescent graffiti turned into bizarre and colorful colors and flew away quickly.

"What a nice view……"

Minnie tucked up her wind-blown golden hair beside her ears, and looked with a dazed gaze at the beautiful scenes she had never seen before.

Chaos and backwardness are not the only synonyms for development zones. There are always some people who will not bow to a miserable life. Even in a dark and dirty corner, they will express the voice deep in their hearts and create paintings that yearn for freedom.

The noisy wind whistled past me, and drops of rain fell on the invisible plasma shield, making a pattering sound.

Minian suddenly had the urge to open her arms, face the wind and rain in the night, and shout loudly.

"No, no, that's too rude..."

She looked at the back of the man in front of her. Although Li Nanke had discovered some of her unladylike qualities, such behavior was still too presumptuous and embarrassing.

Maybe I can try it when there's no one else around, but forget it now.

I just don’t know when I can come to the development zone next time. This time I can come to the development zone thanks to Li Nanke…

The sound of emergency brakes suddenly rang out, and the motorcycle tilted and spun its tail, interrupting her complicated thoughts. At the same time, the dazed Minnie Ann leaned against the man's back due to inertia, and her round chest pressed against Li Nanke's back.

"Here we are."

"Oh, alright."

A blush flashed across Minian's fair cheeks, and she quickly jumped off the seat, lifting her skirt.

In front of me is a small shop in an unknown alley. On the tightly closed roller shutter door, there is a sign saying "Shop for Transfer", but the paper is already a little dusty, and it seems that the shop has not been transferred for a long time.

"This is the Dream Store I opened before I joined the Control Bureau." Li Nanke took out the key and opened the shutter door. "Later, I wanted to sell the store, but the location was too bad and no one was willing to pay the transfer fee. I could only wait until the rent was due before moving."

The electronic lucky cat meowed, and Minnie Ann looked around the store. It was a very ordinary, small dream retail store.

Although small, it has everything. There are all kinds of dreams on the display shelves. They are well organized and look very formal.

"Only regular dreams are sold downstairs, and the irregular dark dreams are all upstairs." Li Nanke asked, "What type of dreams does your friend like? There are many types of horror and thriller dreams, such as supernatural, suspense, psychological, zombie, and blood plasma 18R..."

Seeing that Minian was a little hesitant, he smiled and said, "Come up with me and choose for yourself."

The second floor of the shop is a small and old bedroom. On the simple shelves against the wall are piled up dream data disks. There are no outer packaging, only digital symbols marked with markers.

"This is Resident Evil, this is Sunrise of the Dead, 28 Years Later, The Korean Dream Company... Zombie-type dreams are all piled up here, and over there are supernatural dreams..." He introduced them one by one to Minnian, like he knew them all by heart, "I have personally modified these dreams, and the synchronization rate is basically above 120%."

Minnie Ann shifted her gaze and stole a look at the worn-out single bed in the corner of the bedroom.

As a partner, she had a general understanding of Li Nanke's basic information. She knew that he had to carry out the illegal work of Hei Meng's transformation in order to treat his serious illness.

Compared to those illegal people who join gangs to force women into prostitution, sell illegal drugs, steal and rob, reforming black dreams can be considered a legitimate livelihood.

As an ordinary person, it is extremely difficult to transform these horrific dreams.

It's not just because you have to face the terrible monsters in the dreams, but also because if you die under the extremely high synchronization rate of dream transformation, there is a high probability that it will cause irreversible damage to the body and mind.

There were a lot of dusty data disks piled in the room. Li Nanke didn't know how many times he had died in various horrible dreams to be able to create so many dreams.

Minnian is the eldest daughter of the Vestalia family. She grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth. Except for some things that are not in line with etiquette, she can basically get whatever she wants.

She felt suffocated just by imagining the despair of a person suffering from a terminal illness and struggling at the bottom of society.

Although Li Nanke is now a talented researcher in the Wanxiang Department with a glamorous appearance, he has made inhumane efforts to achieve his current status under this coat.

"It must have been very difficult to come this far..."

Minian whispered softly in a voice that only she could hear.

She suddenly realized something and asked hurriedly, "As far as I know, the transformation of black dreams is usually done by the employer who specifies the conditions and goals, and then the dream weaver performs the transformation according to the employer's requirements. How come you still have so many transformed dream disks here?"

Li Nanke shrugged and spread his hands, explaining casually:

"I don't want to keep so much, I'll give you an example and you'll understand. Do you know the colorful black?"

"I don't seem to understand..."

"It's right that you don't understand. Clients and employers have all kinds of strange requests, and I don't understand them most of the time. For example, when you are drawing, the client asks you to 'can you enlarge the logo and make it smaller at the same time', 'this black is not the black I want, I want a colorful black' and other contradictory requests."

Minnie Ann understood immediately: "So these dream disks do not meet the employer's requirements..."

"Bingo." Li Nanke snapped his fingers, nodded and continued, "Once I remade the same dream for an employer eight times. It took me almost two months. Each time, the employer overturned the previous one and put forward new requirements. Later, the employer told me that there was no need to revise it anymore. He looked at it over and over again and felt that the first version of the dream was the best and completely met his requirements."

"I can't describe my state of mind at that moment. I just wanted to tear my employer's head off and kick it like a ball..."

Minnie Ann put herself in his shoes and clenched her fists. "What happened next? Did you scold your employer to vent your anger?"

"How is that possible? There is no later because he gave me too much..."

Minnie Ann couldn't help laughing, but she also felt a little sad.

Yes, if you were seriously ill and urgently needed a large sum of money for treatment, how could you possibly speak ill of your employer? Even if you are proud and arrogant, you can only bow your head and compromise with life.

Li Nanke packed all the dream data disks that Minian needed into a cardboard box, and even a big box couldn't hold them all.

"Are you planning to clear out all my inventory? It's not that I can't bear to do that. Dreams are just entertainment. If you play with them too much, you'll lose touch with reality."

Minnie Ann shook her head: "How could that be? I just think these dreams are quite interesting."

She hesitated for a moment and then asked, "How much do black dreams like this usually cost?"

Li Nanke glanced at her and walked downstairs carrying a large cardboard box. "Talking about money between friends hurts feelings. I have no worries about food and clothing now, so I don't need so much money... When I really starve to death one day, you can help me out, Miss."

Minnian stood there, silently repeating the word 'friend'.

Suddenly she smiled and followed Li Nanke downstairs.

Minnie Ann seemed to have made up her mind. She said to the man who was loading cartons, "If possible... can I try to ride a couple of laps?"

Li Nanke was stunned, looked at her strangely and said, "Don't you need to pay attention to your manners?"

Minian blushed slightly, it turned out that this guy had already heard it.

She coughed twice and pretended to be nonchalant: "If you don't want to, forget it. I don't really want to ride it."

Li Nanke was so happy, he was so arrogant, it was estimated that his mouth was burned but still remained intact.

He looked at the young lady's black dress and said, "I'm just worried that you might be exposed. You're not suitable for riding a motorcycle in this outfit... Come up first, I'll take you to change clothes."

Half an hour later, Minian, who had changed into a set of cheap clothes bought in the development zone, sat on the front seat of the motorcycle, holding the handlebars tightly.

There was a strange light in her eyes, but she tried hard not to scream.

The drizzle stopped for a while, and the motorcycle removed the plasma protective shield and sped along at lightning speed, sometimes rushing into crowded traffic, sometimes plunging into an empty alley, surrounded by danger.

Li Nanke, who was sitting in the back seat, was so frightened that he didn't know where to put his hands.

The other party was a complete novice in driving, and the situation was fraught with danger. Minian was simply relying on the extraordinary mental reactions of a superhuman to drive the motorcycle, and she herself had no riding experience.

The reason why no accident has happened yet is all thanks to Li Nanke in the back seat who took over the operation at the critical moment.

"Miss, slow down, slow down..."

"What did you say? The wind is too strong and I can't hear you clearly..."

The wind was howling, and Minian's long golden hair was dancing in the wind, making Li Nanke's face itchy in the back seat.

Suddenly, the motorcycle braked suddenly, narrowly avoiding a car on the side, and then turned the accelerator hard to accelerate.

Li Nanke leaned forward and then backward, and decided to just hug Minian's waist to stabilize his body.

The slender waist is soft and boneless, with amazing curves.

Minian's body suddenly stiffened, she twisted unnaturally twice, and stammered: "You, your hand..."

Li Nanke clearly saw the blush on her neck, which spread all the way to her ears, and her earlobes were crystal clear red.

He said without blushing or panting: "You drive too fast, I have no place to put my hands."

Minnie Ann could only feel the hot breath of the man constantly coming into her ears. For a moment, her head was blank and her driving skills were a little distorted.

"careful!"

The car in front had stopped at the red light, but Minnie Ann didn't slow down as if she wasn't aware of it. Li Nanke grabbed both of her hands, steered the motorcycle towards the auxiliary road, made a sideways right turn, and drove into the right turn lane without slowing down.

Minian didn't know how she drove to the vicinity of the Vestalia family's castle. Her back was straight and stiff. Li Nanke, who was sitting in the back seat, hugged her and controlled the motorcycle for her.

This close and intimate posture is no different from being hugged.

The road ahead looked extremely familiar, and I could already see the outline of the castle in the distance.

She woke up as if from a dream, and said hurriedly, "Stop first, I'll sit in the back."

Minnie Ann couldn't help but curse herself inwardly. She had acted so impulsively today that she had thrown away all her ladylike manners.

If Ms. Rosalin saw her current state, she would not only scold her harshly, but would also report it to her father. Then she would have to be under the supervision of the head maid at all times.

The two men switched the front and back seat positions, and soon, the black heavy motorcycle stopped at the castle gate.

Minnian saw the head maid Rosalin waiting at the gate from a distance.

Her expression froze, and she got out of the car gracefully and elegantly and came in front of the head maid, pretending nothing had happened.

"Miss, why didn't you let me pick you up?"

"Mr. Li asked to send me back, and it was hard to refuse such a kind offer."

Rosalin looked at the young lady's expensive and luxurious custom-made dress, which had been changed into cheap women's clothing, and asked with a dim gaze, "Oh, what's wrong with your clothes, young lady?"

Minnie's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly reacted with wit.

"It was raining and the road was puddled. My skirt got wet accidentally. Mr. Li was very gentlemanly and took me to a clothing store to change my clothes."

Her answer was gentle and elegant, without a single flaw.

Seeing the big cardboard box on the black motorcycle, she immediately stepped forward and winked at him: "Mr. Li, your gift is too expensive. I really can't accept it."

Then he said in a voice that even a mosquito couldn't hear: "I'll send you an address later, and you can just mail it to me tomorrow."

Li Nanke understood the meaning of the music and said goodbye to the two. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the elderly head maid say, "Miss, this is too rude."

Rosalin gestured to the black-clad bodyguard beside her, and he quickly brought out a black gift box.

"Mr. Li's gift is valuable, which means his thoughts are even more precious. We cannot refuse Mr. Li's kindness and need to give back our thoughts."

Rosalin handed over the gift box and smiled, "Mr. Li, this is just a small gift in return, not a token of respect."

"No, no, you're too polite."

The black-clad bodyguard at the side unloaded the gift from the motorcycle without saying a word, and a box of dream data disks clattered.

Li Nanke accepted the return gift, looked at Rosalin, and then at Minnian.

He could only silently give the latter a look that told him to wish him well, and rode away on his beloved motorcycle.

Minian's lips parted slightly, and she stood there in a daze.

There was only one thought left in my mind: today was going to be bad.

(End of this chapter)