Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

"Well, what if you miscalculated, for example, after I found you, I fell in love with someone else or something?" Zengjun asked while rubbing the clothes in his hands.

"Then let's do it like when we started. I'll be your subordinate," Weiwei said with her face against the back of Zengjun's neck.

Zengjun didn't know how to answer this question. He just wanted to be his younger brother, because thinking back to the past, Weiwei had chosen Zengjun from the very beginning. She remembered that day, she didn't even know that Zengjun came from heaven, but she said that she would be responsible for Zengjun's future.

Weiwei only likes Zengjun. She originally thought that Zengjun was an angel from the human world, but it turns out that he is an angel from heaven.

"The one I like from the beginning to the end is the little boy named Zengjun. He told me that the fallen leaves are like leaves, he told me that the ladder is not a ladder, he told me that it is just a stepping stone."

"He took me away from the cage that I always wanted to leave. He was so dazzling and always glowed in my heart. So even if I can't be his wife in the future, I will strive to be a concubine. I am also working towards the day when I can touch his face and tell him: This is no big deal." Weiwei talked about a small part of the memories that happened to Yu Zengjun during this time.

"But by helping others to achieve their goal, while helping you, am I not also helping myself? So, you don't owe me anything." Zengjun continued to rub the clothes in his hands.

"How could that be? You gave me a second life, so, from the beginning, I was yours," Weiwei said while half-squatting next to Zengjun.

"Haha, I feel a little embarrassed by what you said." Zengjun didn't know what to say. After all, what Weiwei said was true.

Weiwei grabbed Zengjun's left hand that was holding down the clothes with her right hand and said, "I am no longer like meat on a plate. I belong to you now."

Zengjun stopped rubbing the clothes and turned to look at Weiwei's face. "But, you know what? From the beginning, I just wanted to leave the castle as soon as possible. You also know that the purpose of my escape from the castle was to meet another girl."

"Yes, I know," Weiwei said, looking at Zengjun's face.

"This is not fair to you, so I never intended to touch your innocence," Zengjun said, "We should also keep our distance, you know."

"Like, Sister Bushue?" Weiwei asked.

"What do you mean?" Zengjun didn't understand, or rather, Zengjun hoped that Weiwei didn't understand.

"So you think you will be an enemy of the heaven in the future, right? That's why you say that you and she are siblings, and the same goes for me, right? You are also afraid that after you fall out with the heaven, they will hurt me, right? Right?" Weiwei said bluntly.

Zeng Jun fell silent after hearing this, "You obviously know, then why...?"

Yes, this is indeed something that Zengjun cares about. After all, Qi Jiang in the heaven has no enemies outside the heaven.

If Zeng Jun really sticks to his heart, a bloody battle or a complete crushing defeat will be inevitable.

"Because I love my brother," Weiwei said, looking at Zengjun with loving eyes.

After hearing this, Songjun was stunned. "Love? No, trust."

Zengjun recalled the past. The first person who trusted him unconditionally was Yusou, and the second was Weiwei in front of him.

Zengjun felt mixed emotions. What Weiwei said had touched his heart. From the beginning, Zengjun classified Weiwei as a younger sister, that is, a family member.

So, from the beginning to the end, Zengjun protected Weiwei as if she were his sister, but now, Weiwei told Zengjun: she knew the reason and she still loved Zengjun.

"But..." Zengjun wanted to say something else, but before he could finish his words, Weiwei covered his mouth with her hand.

"There's nothing to worry about. This is my choice," Weiwei said. This was her choice. She chose to still love Zengjun after knowing the truth.

"So, I also hope that brother can understand my feelings, even if I have to sacrifice for you," Weiwei continued.

Zengjun had his mouth covered, but he shook his head, as if to say he was unwilling.

"So, brother, do you understand now? This is love," Weiwei said and took her hand back.

Zengjun continued to remain silent. He didn't know what to say. The Weiwei in front of him chose to share the hardships with him. How rare and precious it was.

If a girl appears when you have money, she may be after your money. If she appears to accompany you when you have no money, she is definitely not after your money.

A woman who doesn't want your money will not come back just because you are rich. In your memory, she is perfect, with a naughty look, but with a light in her heart. She talks about the future, the past, and dreams. She has different ideas in each different stage, but she still has the childlike innocence that has always existed.

"Do you really think I'm that great?" Zengjun asked, looking into Weiwei's eyes.

"No, in my eyes, my brother is a young man full of vigor and vitality. He holds that branch and only seeks the person in his heart. He doesn't need to be great, he just needs to stand there. As long as I see him, I will run to him," Weiwei said to Zengjun.

Zeng Jun once again felt mixed emotions. When his resolute heart was seen through, he became extremely weak, as if he wanted to report every little movement to him.

Zengjun shook his head and continued to rub the clothes in his hands, "What a fool!"

Weiwei also picked up a piece of clothing and washed it like Zengjun did.

"So, can we be... sexy today?" Weiwei said tactfully.

"No," Zengjun replied with narrowed eyes.

"Why? Are you afraid that I won't be able to hold back and make a sound? Don't worry, I will definitely hold it back," Weiwei vowed.

Zengjun shook his head.

"Are you worried about the bed creaking? You can rest assured about that, we can lie on the floor," Weiwei continued.

Zengjun shook his head again, "Who did you learn this from?"

"Oh, every girl is shy. There's no need for anyone to tell her this," Weiwei explained.

Zengjun did not answer, but continued washing clothes.

Weiwei also accompanied Zengjun. She even deliberately took only one of the little white socks to wash, so that the other one would be stained with Zengjun's smell.

After a while, the washing was finally finished.

Zengjun also lay down on the bed. After a while, Weiwei also leaned in and stuck close to Zengjun.

"How about I sleep on the floor?" Zengjun asked, because Weiwei was too close to him, her body fragrance drifted into Zengjun's nose. And his second brother had already stood up on his own initiative, disobeying his orders.

"No need, just like this, it's fine." Weiwei rested her head on Zengjun's chest.

"What a fool~" Zengjun said, with his right hand placed on Weiwei's shoulder. The only difference from before was that this time he was not wearing any clothes.