The days when real wine kidnapped the model worker in the winery

He was dreaming again.

But Kurosawa has a hunch that this dream may soon come to an end.

"You laughed." Kurosawa Jin in white sat down and looked at the person at the table with his hands up and his lips curled up, showing a gentle expression.

The black-haired god's agent was slightly taken aback, and touched his face with his hands, happy and in a daze: "Did I laugh?"

"Well, you laughed." Kurosawa also evoked a smile.

"You joking means happiness. I'm really happy now." His eyes were burning, but the green eyes were as dazzling as golden sun discs, but he didn't have the burning feeling of looking directly at the sun.

He looked at the puppet in white opposite him with serious eyes: "But I seem to be happier when I see you smiling. Why is that?"

In the dream, Kurosawa already understood the identity of his body, a puppet made by God, an object given to the black-haired agent by the high gods.

The puppet in white was still smiling, and he said in a tone similar to a sigh: "I'm just a puppet now."

I don't know why, Kurosawa Jin himself is not a person who likes to laugh, but in the dream, in this puppet body, it is easier to laugh.

"Seeing me smile makes me happier, maybe because when your happiness is shared with another person, the happiness will be doubled."

It is clear that Kurosawa Jin is not a person under the sun, but he still taught the black-haired people positive concepts that can be called positive.

The black-haired man pursed his lips slightly, as if feeling a little depressed: "Is that so? But I don't just see you as a simple puppet."

"..."

Kurosawa was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "What makes you so happy?"

Mentioning this, the dark-haired man's eyes lit up a little more, he curled his lips, and laughed again without realizing it:

"I found a forest. There are no intelligent creatures there, but there are many small animals. They are very close to me!"

At this moment, the emotion of the black-haired agent was soft and high, and he stared at the doll with sparkling eyes: "There is already my secret shelter! I want to take you to see it together, you will definitely like it too of!"

Kurosawa shook his head slightly: "I can't get out of the palace."

The black-haired man suddenly lost his breath, and there was a thunderous explosion outside the palace.

He suddenly became vigilant, but in the end he realized that it was only the God of Thunder passing by, so he felt relieved and continued, "Then how can I take you out?"

Kurosawa said, "You don't have to force yourself."

However, the black-haired agent did not listen to the puppet this time. He looked at the puppet with firm and persistent eyes, as if a cluster of small flames had been ignited, warm and fiery.

"I'll find a way to get you out!"

The black-haired agent held the doll's hand, lowered his eyes, and solemnly kissed the doll's palm.

There was a scalding temperature from the doll's palm.

Kurosawa was a little frightened, the black-haired man at this moment seemed to overlap with the Qiu Tingye he knew.

But he felt at a loss.

"...Where did you learn this move?"

The black-haired man tilted his head suspiciously, looking very pure and innocent: "Isn't it? That's what I did when I saw a human being make a promise last time."

Kurosawa: "..." He didn't even know how to answer.

After this little episode, the black-haired agent will look for the secret method of how to get the doll out of the palace when the gods give instructions.

The human race does not have such a secret method, and even if other races have such a secret method, it is impossible to tell him.

The dream this time was really too long, so long that Kurosawa thought he would stay here until the end.

But he never expected that the end of the story would come so quickly.

He has been waiting in the palace, waiting for the black-haired agent to return after completing the instructions of the gods.

Whenever the black-haired man made some progress in making the puppet step out of the palace, he would happily share it with him, not even going to the secret habitat.

He wanted to wait for the puppet to go out before going with him, so that he could play the harp for the puppet in that forest!

Kurosawa saw him getting closer to the final goal bit by bit, but his heart was covered with a haze.

Knowing that he had learned the disguise technique from a bard of the human race, Kurosawa Zhen said that he had never seen Qiu Tingye learn the disguise technique, so how could he be able to change his appearance.

After that, he disguised his identity and made friends with a dragon youth, and got a way to enter and exit the enchantment from the dragon.

He mysteriously did not let Kurosawa know what kind of secret technique it was, and how to do it.

On the day when Kurosawa's premonition of uneasiness was the strongest, a ray of lightning flashed in the palace, and a figure stepped out of the ray of lightning.

It was here that he met the legendary god for the first time.

The god was disdainful and mocking, looking at him as if looking at an ant.

To God, he is a puppet made by God, but he is indeed just an ant.

"Interesting, it's really interesting!" God smiled maliciously, and clapped his hands.

"The puppet created by the gods will one day be born with wisdom, but I have a lot of fun watching it!"

The eyes of the puppet in white were disgusted and heavy. He knew that he would not survive today.

It turns out that this is the so-called end point.

"Oh? You're not afraid of me? My boss is Thunder, just a puppet, he should kneel down to survive!"

The white-clothed puppet's brows were cold, and the next second the dagger came out of its sheath, and the shadow of the sword pierced through the air, trying to cut off the neck of the god.

With a flash of thunder, the dagger was chopped into powder, and the dark thunder covered the doll's whole body, binding the doll tightly.

Sure enough, it can't succeed!

Kurosawa closed his eyes, the pain from the lightning strike swept his body, and he just frowned slightly.

"Interesting!" The God of Thunder didn't feel offended, he just found it extremely interesting, and the malice in his eyes showed without reservation:

"In this way, the next play will be more interesting!"

"Although it's just a negligible tool of the gods, if it can bring fun to the gods, it can have a higher status than ants."

The god smiled even more maliciously. He didn't look like a god in charge of thunder, but rather a demon who took pleasure in other people's pain.

In other words, in this world, gods like the God of Thunder are the norm in this world.

Rather than saying it is a god, it is better to say that it is a demon in the skin of a god.

However, there are no demons in this world, because demons live in the sky, and they are called gods.

"Just like the owner of this palace, when he was just born, he brought a lot of fun to the gods, so he is qualified to survive."

Kurosawa suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

"Tsk, you are not interesting at all, our nightmare is more interesting."

Lei Guang climbed onto Heizezhen's neck and blocked his throat, making him unable to speak.

The thunder light spread, and the God of Thunder flew rapidly in mid-air. He couldn't wait to watch the next good show!

When he had free time, the God of Thunder chatted happily with the puppet, even though the puppet couldn't say a word.

"You said that when you die in front of him later, how will he react?"

"Haha—that must be so much fun!"

"However, with such a good tool, we won't kill him for the time being. If he wants to rebel, then let the memory guy strip his memory!"

"Tools are always tools!"

"Hahaha—let's see if Little Nightmare has the guts to rebel after you die! That would be more interesting haha——"

The puppet's palm was bloodshot.

The God of Thunder took the puppet and landed in front of the pale black-haired representative with a faint smile on his lips in an instant.

His smile suddenly froze on his face.

The God of Thunder's voice was cold: "No wonder your efficiency in completing the oracle is not as good as before. It turns out that it is because of this inexplicably born sane puppet."

"It's just a puppet, how can it be compared to an oracle?"

Kurosawa could see that there was anxiety in his eyes, he lowered his head nervously, pleaded guilty to God, and begged God to forgive the doll's life.

But the God of Thunder is a quick-tempered person, and he didn't tease others about the patience to gain despair after gaining hope.

He hoped to see an interesting ending as soon as possible, and seeing the painful expression of Nightmare made him feel happy.

So he said: "Shenwei must not be violated!"

In the next second, the puppet's body was annihilated inch by inch in the lightning flash.Kurosawa Jin didn't feel any pain, he just felt that his consciousness was gradually withdrawing from this body.

In a daze, he seemed to see the blood-stained rhombic crystal in the palm of the black-haired man on the ground, as well as the cry of an emotional outburst that seemed far away.

It turns out that this is the origin of the half of life.

It is because of him.

At the end when his consciousness was withdrawn, he opened his mouth slightly, his eyes calm: "I will wait for you in the future."

The promise in the palace was not fulfilled after all, and it will never be fulfilled again.

Whether it is a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, there has never been a conclusion.

This dream really came to the end.

The first meeting he thought in the orphanage was not the real first meeting. This world is always wonderful.

It was already noon when Kurosawa Jin woke up from his sleep.

There was still some confusion in the dark green eyes.

Qiu Tingye sat by the bed, his gaze was far away, when he turned around, his gaze was still gentle.

"You slept for a long time this time, the sun is already noon, did you have a nightmare again?"

Kurosawa turned over in the quilt, turned sideways to face him, and said:

"There will be no more nightmares in the future."

Qiu Tingye's voice was as low as a whisper: "Is that so..."

He bent his lips, leaned over and kissed, breathing hotly: "Well, there won't be any more."

It is impossible to have any more.

In this quiet time, the two are intimately together.

Regardless of the past, love will never change until death.

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A little reveal:

Qiu Tingye really wanted to learn how to cook and feed Heisawa, but he always fried the kitchen.

The kitchen at home has been repaired many times because of this.

Kurosawa couldn't take it anymore, and he was banned from entering the kitchen.

But Qiu Tingye didn't know that his cooking skills were actually focused on Chinese food. Only when he was cooking Chinese food would he have no possibility of frying the kitchen. The more difficult the method, the less likely it would be to fry the kitchen.

This is very unreasonable, because everyone learns to cook from the simplest.

But he doesn't even know this talent point, because Chinese food is difficult to cook.

But he won't know it in this life, because there is Kurosawa who can cook, and Qiuting Yechao loves to eat.

Even Kurosawa Jin himself rarely cooks, so the two of them still order takeaway most of the time.

It's really an accident that they haven't been poisoned to death so far.

感谢在2022-05-1623:42:41~2022-05-1720:44:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Meow Jingze;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!