Ark, they don't revolve around you

A voice said, and I realized it was the fear deep in my heart, stop, end this nightmare.

But the nightmare will not change according to her will, the nightmare will continue.

It was a dream that seemed like she could never wake up from. The remaining consciousness showed Ling her whole life. She saw the smoke of gunpowder in Yumen, the poetry gatherings in the south of the Yangtze River, the prosperity of the capital, and the tranquility of Shangshu.

Those scenes were all distorted like torn canvases. Sui despised his own fragments in this way, and Ling, who claimed to have no flaws in his heart, was cruelly created with loopholes and brutally crushed his spirit.

Even Si Suitai didn't know that Sui first awakened in Ling and it has never stopped since a year ago!

These fantasies were almost as real as the death battle at Yumen. The soldiers held their anger towards Ling until their death. At the poetry gathering in Gouwu, the self-righteous scholars mocked him coldly. The people of Shangshu tried to kill Ling like crazy...

Do you feel free?

Do you think this is comfortable?

No.

no!

Everything you have is just a castle in the air. What you think is free and easy is just an illusion you see again and again. The 6-year-old consciousness is watching her in the dark, intending to order her to give her body to him by destroying her spirit.

As for Ling, she was very calm from the beginning. She was ridiculous. These were just dreams after all. But when it came to dreams, there was no one in the whole of Da Yan who was more authoritative than her, right? Although Ling could not control the direction of this dream, accepting it was also her strong point.

——More importantly, there is a doctor in this dream.

That figure appears in every past event. He inexplicably breaks into this dream and tries his best to wake the girl up.

So during the battle of Yumen, when he was surrounded by soldiers, Zhuang Ning would hold Ling's hand and run away.

When they arrived in Gouwu, the imperial court began to issue decrees to hunt down the remnants of the Sui Beast. Zhuang Ning then disguised himself as a merchant and continued to escape with the decree.

In the capital, Ling said he wanted to confront the emperor face to face, and he obeyed.

But the more he expressed such meaning, the more ridiculous it seemed to Ling, because it was just a dream, and the best way to defeat someone was to create a support.

Suiyuan was much more cunning than she thought, and created a fake doctor to deceive her into relying on him.

She saw through it. No matter how kind and sincere Zhuang Ning was to her, she sneered at him. The dream constructed by him was indeed real, like a cage, but she could always find flaws.

The man climbed up the eighteenth peak of Shangshu breathlessly. When he reached the top, he looked back and smiled at Ling: "This will end the dream, right?"

"Yeah." Ling hugged him quietly, "Yes, thank you."

Zhuang Ning didn't refuse and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is still a way to go back. If you really stay in the dream, I will become a sinner."

Ling smiled: "So, how did you realize something was wrong, and how did you sneak into my dream?"

Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? You sneaked into my dream to help me clean up the New Year. This is my dream, of course I can sneak into it."

"Then how do you stay awake?"

"I don't know either. It may have something to do with age."

"Well, there are no flaws." Ling's voice became colder. "It's because there are no flaws that it's suspicious."

Zhuang Ning's eyes widened.

A sword was thrust into him, and he heard a cold whisper: "But you are not real, you are fake, a phantom."

"——The way I said to go back is to kill you."

——Why can’t this nightmare end soon?

Ling did not allow herself to look at the doctor's incredulous expression: "Your appearance is too coincidental, doctor...you always try to save me and defend me." She drew her sword and stabbed again, "Because you are 30 years old, you want to build a cage for me."

"But I don't mind. Even without you, I won't mind, 20. Do you hear me?"

"I am... years old?" Zhuang Ning lowered his head.

If this was really a realistic world, his pain was infinitely close: "Am I fake?"

"Do you really think so?" He seemed to beg, "Can you be clear about something? I only helped you because you didn't wake up. I think it's my fault that you got tricked."

"I'm here to save you." He covered his wound, bleeding profusely, and roared with all his might, "I...I..."

He wanted to curse, but he lowered his head and looked at himself: "...Ha."

The laughter gradually echoed.

"Yeah, I should have known that earlier." His face turned pale, and he vomited blood while laughing. "What a fucking rubbish dream."

"You are a banished immortal from heaven. You don't need mortals to save you, and you don't need me either." His voice became weaker and weaker. "Damn it... I thought it was my fault... No, I was wrong. I thought we had a good relationship, but it turned out to be all fake."

"Are you listening, 20?" He whispered, "I admit defeat. I'm leaving this dream. From now on, you can do whatever you want. She has nothing to do with me anymore. You win."

Chapter 13 Everything is fake!

The dream began to show cracks, like broken glass, and the lines continued to spread and extend to the end.

wake up.

Ling Zaimeng is indeed a master in this regard, and she has resolved the shackles imposed on her by age in the most subtle way.

But Ling gradually became dazed, as if he had guessed something, and fear crept into his heart bit by bit.

Like a python devouring its prey, it only showed its fangs at this age, hidden deep behind the scenes.

"PhD."

...You are, really.

Before Ling could open his lips, his consciousness sank. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the mountain of Shangshu. The sky above his head was as dark as ink, and the stars were shining like light.

The dazzling starlight fell into her eyes, so blinding that it seemed to her that she had not seen such a starry sky for a long time.

Ling felt a little weight on his shoulders. They were like a pair of good lovers, relying on each other. Perhaps the biggest difference was that the man was resting his head on the woman.

But when Ling looked at the man who had taken off his mask, he saw only anger on his face, as if he was having a nightmare.

She also had a nightmare.

Now, the nightmare was over and the man opened his eyes. He didn't realize that he was resting his head on Ling's shoulder, but a few seconds later, he jumped up like a rabbit escaping.

He stroked his chest with his hand, slowly stepped back, and hurriedly ran to the cliff of Eighteen Peaks.

Not afraid of the height, his stomach was churning and he began to vomit violently, as if he wanted to vomit out everything he had ever eaten.

That looked really miserable.

Ling walked forward step by step, taking each step carefully and with his head down, like a child who had made a mistake.

When she saw Zhuang Ning vomiting, she remembered the brave doctor in her dream. When he was surrounded by Yumen’s soldiers, he argued and resisted angrily, as if the person behind him was his only one.

She looked up and saw the starry sky again. Once in her dream, she and he had looked at such a starry sky together.

After vomiting, Zhuang Ning finally seemed to feel better and climbed up shakily.

He didn't look at the order, but just stared at the deep canyon. His body swayed slightly, and one mistake would lead him to fall into the abyss.

He clenched his fists for a long time before finally turning his eyes back. He looked at Ling and said the first sentence:

"you are right."

"If you kill me, you will come out... Then do it sooner rather than later. What are you playing house for? Why do you need my tricks? You are just pretending to be a fake. Why don't you just kill me right from the start?!"

"Am I ungrateful? Do you think I am like that?" The more he spoke, the colder his expression became, and his hands trembled. "Would it be better if I didn't come? You are so powerful, so strong, and I... Ha, who am I?"

As he spoke, he knelt down again, holding his chest. This time, trickles of blood flowed onto the ground as he stared in a daze.

He looked at the blood, slowly stretched out his finger, and gently rubbed it on his lips with the sticky feeling.

It was as if it were some kind of nectar.

It's like it's the finest delicacy.

At that moment, a trance smile appeared on the man's face.

There has always been a wound on his chest. His body is already full of holes. Even his two hands under his coat have experienced extreme heat and extreme cold.

And it wasn't the first time that his chest had been pierced, by enemies, friends, enemies who thought they were friends, and those who thought they were enemies but ended up ignoring him... enemies.

It hurts so much. Is it because I reacted too strongly just now and there’s something wrong with the wound?

It hurts so much. Everything in the dream is fake. Her tenderness towards you and the loneliness she occasionally shows are all acting.

He laughed. He felt that he was no longer normal. What kind of world was he in and what role should he play?

"Doctor, it's not what you think..." Ling wanted to comfort and explain, but she couldn't say anything.

She looked at the crazy man and was inexplicably swept by panic.

Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes, not caring about the blood on his chest: "Since you have escaped Sui's control, it proves that Sui has also deceived me. This is good. After all, I originally went to save you, and now you are safe and sound. I am very happy."

He said in a low voice, staggered to pick up his bag, and never looked at Ling again from beginning to end.

"Wait, no..."

He walked very fast.

Ling didn't want him to leave, and she forcefully held his hand. She had never thought she would be so embarrassed before, and she would never have thought she would show such an expression: "This is all a conspiracy of the year-old!"

"Conspiracy?" He raised his eyes.

"Yes."

“You just want to say that Sui misled you and made you think that I was here to harm you, that I was a part of Sui, that I was someone Sui fabricated to make you collapse, so you were so cruel, right?” Zhuang Ning was bored, there was no hatred or annoyance in his eyes, even the anger from being assassinated just now was no longer there.

There was only a deep exhaustion that seemed to be unable to dissipate: "Yes, it's all fake. With your heart of Taoism, how could you show mercy?"

He actually drew a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "But so what? You suspected me all along, but I didn't see it at all. You must think I'm stupid, right? I actually wanted to believe you, but you never believed me."

"You know how long we've been running away together in my dream? I saw our relationship getting better little by little, and you even comforted me when we were caught in the rain... At that time, I was quite happy, but were you mocking me in your heart?"

"Ling, I don't blame you. I just figured it out." He emphasized the last word, his voice revealing a bone-chilling chill. "You're good to me, I'm devoted to you, I envy your freedom, I thought our friendship wasn't even friendship, it was something beyond friendship."

"These, all of them, are... fake!" he said almost word by word.

"Sui said that if I didn't go over, you would disappear little by little in the nightmare."

"He put me into this dream. He bet with me that I have the strength to escape from the dream at any time, but He is sure that we will not understand each other." Zhuang Ning sneered, "He is right, right? How can you refute it? He knows you better than I do."

He seemed to be complaining, but after seeing Ling's reaction, he suddenly became bored and murmured, "You must have met many heroes in your life. Which one remains in your memory? The same goes for me."

"Ling, thanks. Now I don't feel like I'm being watched by a giant beast." He turned around without hesitation, "Goodbye."

Ling watched him walk down the mountain, wondering what happened to her? She still had the warmth he left on her shoulder. In that dream, when the whole world was hostile to her, he was the only one who stood by her.

A long time.

In your eyes, that person's smile was indeed fake; it was just a simulated scene designed to defeat you.

She doesn’t need a partner, she didn’t need one before, and she won’t need one in the future, because true freedom should not depend on external things, but, but——

She covered her chest, tears falling down. She remembered, how could those be fake? In that dream, he made choices with his own consciousness.

Those are all true!

On a rainy night, they walked hand in hand in the bamboo forest, as if there were assassins hidden in the bamboo. They did not carry lanterns, but walked in the dark in small steps, holding each other's hands. This was the only time they could feel each other's warmth in the heavy rain.

The waves were rolling on the river and the sea. He looked at the people in different clothes with curiosity, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Ling.

They were being targeted by the whole world, but the man still chose a path. He was not sad because he was protecting the person he thought he loved out of his own ideas.

——But, all of this was shattered by you.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

"Stop whispering in my ear! This is my fault! I know, but you don't need to tell me that you are the culprit!"

The dream was shattered again, returning to the empty darkness.

In the narrow chaos, the lofty dragon looked down at Ling, whose eyes were red. The girl's blue hair had spread out, and her ethereal eyes were filled with hatred and anger: "You lied to him!"

"Do you regard your self-righteousness as my deception of you? Very well, Ling, both you and he are essentially insignificant people." Sui sneered coldly.

"Shut up! Get out of my body!"

"The reason why I was able to take advantage of you was because of the flaws in your heart. If you really had a clear conscience, I should have been eliminated in your dream long ago."

Sui transformed into a human form, looking like a loving mother, but not lacking in majesty, wearing the Tai'a sword and wearing a nine-jade ring on her waist, "Come back to me? Then I will eliminate all your regrets for you."

"I will use my authority to influence him and erase that memory. It will be easy for me."

"You have never been afraid of death. You used to take death and disappearance for granted. Your open-mindedness is something everyone envies. Why don't you come back to me?"