After sensing it for a moment, Su Lin let out a light sigh.

"The wonderful body structure is essentially no different from that of humans. It only relies on the core energy at the back of the neck to supply energy." Su Lin stood up straight, with a layer of golden light covering his palms: "I will do an operation for you, and you can

It is not affected by the hibernation system. If you agree, blink."

Su Mingan was motionless, and it was difficult for him to even blink.

"I'll assume you agree." Su Lin said.

Golden light flashed, and Su Lin held a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wings between her thumb and index finger, with the blade close to the skin.

"The operation will be very painful. Since there is no anesthesia, I will weave a dream for you." Su Lin said, "To prevent you from shouting in pain, as if I am killing you."

Su Mingan almost thought he heard wrongly.

...Dream weaving? Su Lin can do this?

He has already figured out Su Lin's skills. The first is the blinding golden light that can collide with artillery fire. Then there is the soul clone, which Su Lin used in the sky. The second is some small uses of the soul. Generally speaking, It's useless. Now I can still weave dreams.

Come to think of it, Su Lin has stayed in Yunshang City for more than sixty years. In addition to playing with Barbie dolls, she should also indulge in dreams from time to time. Otherwise, the painful days would be too unbearable.

A stream of hot fluid passed from the back of Su Mingan's neck, and a drowsy feeling came over him.

He closed his eyes unconsciously, and his consciousness gradually became faint.

...Su Lin did weave a beautiful dream for him.

This dream is complicated and long, like another life.

In the dream, his family was happy, his father was not dead, and his mother was not crazy. The neighbor girls were not subjected to domestic violence. A passing blond boy gave them balloons and told them that he had a brilliant and magnificent life journey.

After the long ginkgo tree path, he met a young man playing at the foot of the mountain. The young man's home was a classic wooden structure, with black and white chess pieces and tea sets placed among the pavilions and pavilions. The flames could not intrude on the family at all, and the tea was swaying. Layers of green soft light.

The three of them traveled together around the world... and met a Fuso Lolita girl who did not suffer from depression, a young girl from the North who did not suffer from online violence because of her sexual orientation, and a blue-haired man with both parents and a happy family.

He played freely in the bright piano room, attended lectures in the large classroom, played board games together, and had picnics and gatherings. No one condemned them, envied them, or kidnapped them morally.

During the trip, he received calls from his family from time to time. His father asked him how his day was and that he should remember to report to the university after the summer vacation. His mother told him to remember to put on more clothes. She wrote new music scores today...

Suddenly, he heard a strange "pop" sound, like the sound of a balloon bursting, or like a stone falling into a magical water mirror.

Then I woke up from the dream.

Nothing happened.

In dreams, all assumptions are beautiful, but none of these happy assumptions can be realized.

They could have spent their lives in their own unique way. Instead of carrying their own visions and killing each other in a cruel game, or even madness, loss, and death...

The gentle greeting on the phone disappeared, and everything suddenly became quiet as if suffocated.

As if trapped in some kind of stagnation that was neither illusory nor illusory, Su Ming'an stared blankly at the morning that had already glimpsed the faint dawn at the entrance of the cave.

Morning dew hung on the dead leaves, and the red sun and early morning embraced each other in the first soft rays of light, spilling into his eyes.

He could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat, one beat after another. For a time, his thoughts were confused and he almost forgot to think.

After a while, he realized that it was just a dream.

【How could he have such a beautiful life.】
Chapter completed!