Maybe I can't have normal youth

"Ah!" I panted and opened my eyes on the bed with a scream.

Ah, it turned out to be a dream!I held my head in my hands, curled up, and kept holding my hair, trying to calm down.

Even though I have experienced many dreams so far, it is because of this too real feeling that I can't get away quickly when I wake up.It feels like I have two realities superimposed on each other.

"Hoo~" As soon as he closed his eyes, Fang Zhihua's body lying still on the sofa flickered in front of him.Opened his eyes, looked at his hands, only a trace of moonlight barely squeezed in in the dark night, and the black hands seemed to be covered with blood.

The night is still very deep.Since I am so awake now, it's better to get a cup of hot chocolate to further calm down.

I crawled out of bed quietly, and the sweaty layer in my pajamas was already drying.Holding the cup and walking to the end of the corridor, I opened the door of the activity room.

Hey, I thought I would see Gao Yanran.Shouldn't she be holding the notebook in the activity room at this time?

Suspicious, I filled a full cup of hot water at the water heater, and the heat after melting the chocolate powder rushed out of the cup like a mushroom cloud, um~ it's a reassuring fragrance of happiness.

Holding the hot mug, I opened the door of the activity room again.

A refreshing cool swept across the body, and even the heat in his hands was reduced a bit.

Outside the door of the activity room, a huge tall hall, a white dome, marble benches scattered not far away, surrounded by white railings...

what!This is... the white church!

but……

I looked back and saw that what was behind me was indeed an activity room-like room, and my pajamas had changed into a white short-sleeved shirt and white shorts again, with blood stains on it.

There was a burst of discomfort in my heart.Fang Zhihua's lying body flashed before my eyes again.

What is going on here?If I continue to do it, I will suspect that I am crazy!

I put down the mug in my hand and walked into the white church alone.

The door of the activity room closed automatically behind me, and I walked out of the milky white door about half the height of the dome.The aroma of chocolate disappeared and was replaced by a smell of rust.

I didn't have time to take a closer look last time. At such a close distance, the gate appeared taller.There is a faint relief on the door panel. I stretched out my hand to touch the door panel, and it was smooth. The relief seemed to grow from the inside to the outside and only existed inside the door panel.

Above my head, the white painted metal strips twisted and twisted into each other, forming branches, spiraling upwards.The same white metal flower blooms at the top of the gate.

No, it is not that exact to say that it is white.The coating on the metal flower has partially peeled off, and the exposed area has rusted.On the petals, there are rusty brown spots, like...like dried blood.Is rust gas what I smell?Still bloody?

In this way, the feeling of the white church now seems a little different to me.Although it was still so quiet, the light cast from a height cast a faint blood on all the white.

On the contrary, there was anxiety in the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Or is it actually all my retina?

Ah, the temple jumped fiercely, the whole person was in a trance, and my eyes were out of focus for a time, so I had to slumped on the ground with my back against the door.

"Da, da, da, da," footsteps.

Yep?Someone?

"Da, da, da, da," someone was walking towards me.

who is it?

A teenager who was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and white shorts like me did not know when he appeared on the circle fence.

Ah, that is...

"Magic..." Oh no, it's not. When the teenager got closer, I finally saw his face and those eyes clearly.

Huo Miki, who looks a bit similar to the magician classmate, walked all the way to my eyes.

The rustle was as refreshing as the breeze, which swept away the blood in my nose.

"What's wrong? I feel a little confused." For the first time, a thick voice came from the body with fiery red eyes.

"Miki, your presence here means...it really is a dream..." I stopped talking, but I had just walked over from the activity room.

"Yes, this is the world in which I exist, which is the dream you said."

"But..." The strange feeling never disappeared, besides...

"You...for the first time I saw you appear as a male, so I was a little overwhelmed at once."

"Hahaha, Xiaobai, didn't I say it a long time ago? For me, I don't have any gender distinctions." Miki sat down beside me and leaned against the door with me.

"Yes, I know. It's just that you... this time... looks a bit like someone I know."

"Oh? Really." Miki smiled lightly at me, "That's probably because you want me to appear like this now."

Miki's words pulled me back to the day I first met him on Red Heart Island.

——"It's not just me, this Red Heart Island has become like this because of your preferences and wishes."

"Why... why do I have the memory of Red Heart Island? And Siqing, Si Li, Fang Zhihua... even eating curry with Ji Qiu can remember clearly!" The more I think about it, the clearer the memory and my brows. The tighter the wrinkle.

How could this... be a dream?

I unbelievably pressed my temples with my hands.

"And I can clearly realize that I am in a dream, as if...as if it is the same as my perception in real life!"

"Little Bai, don't be alarmed." Miki touched my head, "It is not surprising that you can feel this way here. Although this is a dream, this is your subconscious temple, and the dream world operates. Center, it’s not surprising to have such a recognition."

"The temple of the subconscious?" I masticated what Miki said, "I thought Red Heart Island was the center."

"The definitions of the two are somewhat similar but their functions are very different. This is more like a deep operating center, so you have memories and thoughts very similar to reality here. The Red Heart Island is more like a surface node, a temple of subconsciousness. It’s just a dream story after all. Your dream will reflect a lot of your subconscious, just like my image changes every time."

"No, how do you know so clearly? You know that we are in a dream! But you are also a product of my dream! Does everyone in my dream know that they are in the dream? Mr. Rabbit, Mushroom, Are they all cooperating with me!"

"Hahaha, no." Miki laughed, but then sighed slightly, "They really live in this world. And I just know that this world is your dreamland. There are some operating mechanisms. I don't I don’t know, I don’t think even you in reality don’t know."

"Besides, I can only get through the memory until here, so you don't have to worry about whether the Red Queen is acting." Miki paused, and the index finger of his right hand pointed at me and pointed at him, "To some extent From the above, it seems that I and you are in sync or connected."

"Oh~ that's it!" I nodded, "So you can always show up at certain moments when I need something. You are indeed the most special one."

Miki crossed his legs and turned his face to look at me and said, "I can know so clearly because I was born here, this subconscious temple."

"At the beginning... I don't know how long ago I woke up in that circle." Miki squinted and looked at the low railings in the middle of the hall, "I saw you who claimed to be Zhao Baian at first sight. Back then..." Miki began to remember like an old man.

"You said you are only 12 years old, about this height." He raised his arms and gestured in the air, "You also named my name."

"Then you told me that this is a church, which is actually a subconscious temple, but you said that this is a church, because the church represents a white and peaceful place in your heart."

"Later, you brought me to Red Heart Island, and I mainly settled there and became the Red Queen. I won't remember this anyway."

"So... Miki! You know a lot."

Miki smiled heartily at me, "All I know is actually what you know, I just pulled them out of your head and showed them to you."

"By the way, Miki," I suddenly thought, "Then what did you look like in the first place?"

A helpless smile appeared in front of my eyes, "Xiao Bai, in this world, we can't see ourselves in the mirror. So only you know my original appearance."

what?but……

"But... since you have forgotten, let it go with the wind." Miki seemed to see my guilt.

"My initial appearance is nothing more than your subconsciousness at the time. Don't worry, you grow up, and I should change too."

"En...Thank you for comforting me, Miki. No wonder I wanted to check when I became Siqing, but I couldn't see the result."

"Ah, yes, Siqing!" Chatting with Miki, there is a feeling that what happened just now has become a distant existence.

"Siqing just stabbed Fang Zhihua, were you there?" I looked at Miki.

"Why...why did I become Siqing afterwards? Or did Siqing become me?" As I recalled, the light in the subconscious hall seemed to become more dimmed, "Miki, it was just like... It’s as if I really killed someone. It’s really bad to feel like this."

"Xiao Bai," Miki moved towards me and held me, who was a little trembling, "Although there has not been such a situation before, I think you should have been too invested."

"You know, these are all your dreams. Even if they happen in reality, they are only replayed in your dreams. So, I think you are too involved. In the dream, you I was drawn directly into the first perspective. The feelings you panic are actually empathy for Siqing."

"So, it's not you who stabbed someone, Xiaobai, you don't need to blame yourself or worry about it, and you can't change this established fact." Miki comforted and patted me on the shoulder, "You want to see Fang Zhihua later How is it?"

what……

"Come with me." Miki stood up and took my hand, and pulled me up from the ground. I found that the blood on my clothes had long since disappeared.

Walking across the subconscious hall, step by step, as I got closer to the wooden door on the other side, my panic and abnormal mood gradually calmed down under the influence of Siqing. The light above my head returned to colorless, and the milky white door I just walked in also Healing slowly, the rusty flowers are recovering their white coats one by one.

Around the huge pillar, Miki pushed open the wooden door.