between men

James glanced at him suspiciously, and then slowly moved me to the seat.Oneiroi nodded, then pressed another button on the Notebook.

"What's your name?" He asked in a firm tone, James frowned, but he soon heard my voice: "Yuan Lin."

Oneiroi glanced at James, who nodded, and then Oneiroi asked, "Your father—oh no, what about your family?"

"—I have no family."

James was taken aback, and Oneiroi gave him an uncertain look.

"Go on," James said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Ask the questions above, but don't ask the last one."

Oneiroi took the paper and glanced at it, and his eyes jumped directly to the last question.

"Ahem——" He coughed, "Can you tell me what happened to that photo?"

"—I hit her with my car."

"who is she?"

James hurriedly stopped, the problem was not on paper.

"—my mother."

"So—who hit her with the car?"

"--I."

"Who?"

"--I."

"Who?"

"--I."

"Who?"

……

James asked him to stop asking because the answers kept repeating and the Oneiroi questions kept repeating.Just when he couldn't help but want to ask the Oneiroi to ask the next question, he heard the answer change in an instant.

……

"Who?"

"--Herself."

The two were startled, and then James looked at Oneiroi in surprise, but Oneiroi ignored him.

"Why do you say she hit her herself?"

"——No, she didn't hit herself. She wanted to hit me at the time, but I avoided it. Her car overturned from the road and hung on the six-meter-high bridge hole."

"and then?"

"——then her car's engine suddenly started again, and she was trying to climb out of the car, but her engine suddenly started, so she fell into the river with the car."

"Is she dead? Did you see her body?"

"—No, someone knocked me out, and I didn't see her body."

Oneiroi briefly glanced at the questions on the paper, and then he knew what he should ask.He handed the note back to James, and fixed his eyes on me.

"Why do you think you killed her?"

"—she died for me, and indirectly, I killed her."

"But if she hits you, you could die."

"—but she didn't, so I killed her, and she died for bumping into me, which is—"

"This is what you deserve!" James couldn't help cursing, and Dream God glared at him. "If you can't hold on, please leave."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the bathroom, then waved his hand and called the ice wolf over.

"What's wrong?" Ice Wolf came over and asked, Oneiroi glanced at James: "Ghost Wolf's mood is not stable, he seems to need someone to beat him up."

Ice Wolf smiled and sat next to James. James didn't say anything. Oneiroi gave him an annoyed look, and then continued to ask——

"Why did she hit you?"

"—she hates me."

"why?"

"--I have no idea."

"Okay, um—" He paused, "According to your thinking, why did words appear on that blank note? What kind of church symbol is the cross inserted on the skull? Do you have any questions about this? How much does the Church know?"

"--maybe--I killed my mother, and then my father, and that's a crime, and that note is a crime, and it's only shown to the guilty. I don't know what church that sign is, Nobody told me it existed, I didn't know anything about it."

"Why does your father hate you?"

"—he picked me up, he told me."

"Then why does your mother hate you?"

"--I have no idea."

"You killed your parents, so why only your father's name appeared on the note?"

"--I have no idea."

"You—huh?"

Oneiroi wanted to ask more questions, but James pulled the thread away. He shook his head slightly at Oneiroi, and Oneiroi had to put the question away.

"It's almost done," he said. "Don't you want to hear the final truth?"

"I'm scared of knowing everything," James said. "If I know everything, I will make him stop thinking, but I know it will change all his thoughts, all his worldviews, everything he has experienced, so I don't want to know. "

Oneiroi nodded, but just when everyone thought he was going to put away the "notebook", he suddenly stuffed the thread into my hand again.

"James and Jin Feng, who do you like best?"

James hurriedly stopped, but the ice wolf hugged him very quickly.

"Let go of me, Ice Wolf, I don't want to hear this answer."

But his eyes were on the fluttering lips, and the words he spoke now seemed—

"—I don't know, I miss Feng, although he doesn't know where."

a bolt from the blue--

"So what about James?" Oneiroi broke the casserole.

"—he's the couple of my dreams—you know, they're all very attractive, handsome, and—"

Oneiroi quickly unplugged the wire, and he put the tool back into his small bag. James looked at me in disbelief, and then turned his gaze out of the window.

"You are too dreamy for him, ghost wolf." Oneiroi took the opportunity to tell the truth, "People like you only exist in his dreams. He regards you as an idol, so naturally it is impossible to have any affection for you." Thoughts. Your pace may be too fast, you have to convince him that the bearded handsome man on TV is real in real life, otherwise he will always regard you as an idol, and—”

"Can you leave?" Ice Wolf stood up and said, but James waved: "Let him finish."

So he went on: "To me, you are like the bearded uncle in Lady Antebellum, but his voice sounds much warmer than yours - all uncles have warmer voices than you. I'm not telling you To change the way you speak, but to tell you not to treat him like a soap opera man on TV, it will only make you feel more unreachable in his mind-bye, I think I should go to bed ,Good night."

Oneiroi got up and left as he said that. When he passed the bathroom, he told Keller that the work was over, so Keller walked back.

"James," Ice Wolf patted him on the shoulder, James muttered to himself: "What can I do to make him feel that I am not in a dream, what can I do to make him believe that there are many around him, The man with the beard is..."

Keller sat down across from them, Ice Wolf told him not to think too much, James nodded, suddenly he thought of something.

"If I take him to the hotel every day, will this kind of thinking go away with time?"

"Oh, come on!" Ice Wolf denied, "It's too chaotic in the hotel, do you want him to be hung up and fumbled?"

James stared into his eyes: "I'll be on the side, he won't."

"Then you might as well take him to *** Square," Ice Wolf laughed, "This won't solve anything."

A soft white light suddenly shot out from the sky, illuminating the layers of white clouds. James looked at the scenery above the clouds, and couldn't help clenching his hands.

"If I throw him in a nightclub—"

"Oh! no, James, he doesn't understand French."

"—if I throw him in a club and look at him where he can't see me—"

"No! I said it! James, no! Don't forget that there are people who approach you! You can't keep looking at him, but he can disappear from your sight in an instant!"

"—if I throw him in a nightclub, he might change his mind about me."

Ice Wolf patted his head vigorously. He didn't want to sit with James anymore, so he walked across to sit with Taylor.

"Can I hold you?" He asked Taylor, Taylor was obviously stunned, then stood up and picked up his backpack and left, Ice Wolf couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"What are you doing?!" He turned to James and James woke me up.

"Good morning," he said, turning my head out of the window.

"I bet you've never seen the sun above the clouds."

I glanced at him inexplicably, but he didn't say anything else, the sun shining through the window gave him a faint golden layer.

"What would you do if Lady Antebellum sang Justakiss next to you?"

"Ask for an autograph."

"Then what would you do if I sang Justakiss next to you?"

"Are you going to be out of tune?" I asked him, "If you're going to be out of tune, I'll just go back to sleep."

"Oh——" he opened his mouth, "then you can continue to sleep...Hey! Are you really asleep?" He said and shook my shoulder vigorously. "I'm still sleepy, okay? You can sing if you really want to. I'm in need of a lullaby."

"You won't fall asleep because I never sing out of key."

"Okay, then you continue."

……

"Hey! I'm listening."

He laughed out loud, the morning sun shone faintly on him, and the illusion made it sound like the sound of the organ.But—well, ignore the but.

But he's not out of tune—

……

Justakissonyou