Or……

Fang Xuemu's mouth corners turned down under the mask. When she thought of a certain possibility, she felt uncomfortable all over.

So she spoke directly:

"Old Fish, you don't want to have little fish, do you?"

?

Fang Xuehan began to get agitated and tried to fight with Fang Xuemu for control of the body.

?

Yu Xiu De stopped and thought that his step-sister who was lacking love was probably in need of some love.

Facing those lifeless but oppressive eyes, Fang Xuemu, knowing that she was in great danger, shrank her neck and lowered her head.

Seeing Fang Xuemu admit her mistake... or at least look scared, Yu Xiu De sighed, then raised his leg and continued walking.

Then the sound of Fang Xuemu's mumbling came into his ears very clearly.

"Although your female neighbor is only slightly less pretty than me, she is still handicapped!"

"What about your dreams? Even if you're really hungry and thirsty, you can still relieve yourself by dreaming. If that doesn't work, I can..."

Bang!

A shadow flashed across Yu Xiu De's indifferent face. He turned around without hesitation, let go of the briefcase, and instantly punched the girl next to him in the stomach with his fist. His movements were swift and decisive.

I can't take it anymore!

As expected, a heavy punch is needed!!!

The punch came without warning, and it hit Fang Xuemu's abdomen with a dull "gurgling" sound.

Fang Xuemu seemed caught off guard. She bent over, clutching her stomach with both hands. Her body involuntarily bent forward, and her face beneath the mask and sunglasses instantly twisted into a pained expression. Her hands quickly touched the wound, her fingertips searching for a way to ease the pain, but to no avail.

[Two-Faced Man] is not a destiny that can improve one's physical condition. Fang Xuemu's physical condition is that of a normal seventeen-year-old girl.

Rapid gasps escaped from under the girl's mask, and an intense burning sensation in her stomach surged like a tide, as if a knife was cutting through it mercilessly.

But it did not hurt the girl's already rotten heart, even the shadow protecting the girl was still sticking to the ground normally.

'A familiar feeling.'

The air seemed to freeze instantly, but the people around her didn't stop, and no one focused their attention on this scene. Fang Xuemu, feeling intense pain, couldn't feel the connection with her sisters.

'I was dragged into a dream.'

Fang Xuemu, who had recovered from the pain, looked at the indifferent passers-by around her and confirmed this.

She stood up, suppressing the pain in her abdomen, and took off her mask and sunglasses, revealing her symbolic scarlet eyes.

Then he forced his mouth to show a provocative smile to Yu Xiude who was about to withdraw his attack, and said stubbornly:

"You...are...anxious."

Her body was trembling slightly, whether from fear or some other reason.

But even so, she still insisted.

"..."

Yu Xiu De, who originally thought that he had learned enough lessons, felt a little confused.

'Is this what Stockholm syndrome is?'

But when he noticed Fang Xuemu's look of "Is that all?", Yu Xiude's face darkened again.

It had been many years since he had beaten Fang Xuemu in his dreams. Yu Xiude had originally thought that corporal punishment was no longer suitable for the girl who was almost an adult. After all, she was almost an adult, and she should at least understand that a wise man is a wise man. But now it seemed...

At least on the way home, Fang Xuehan didn't have to worry about Fang Xuemu disturbing her.

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Real Dreamland: Chapter 47 Discovering True Truth and Joy!

"...Why does Mr. Yu call his sister by two names?"

"And why do the brother and sister have different surnames? Do they take their parents' surnames?"

"Mr. Yu's sister doesn't have a split personality, does she?"

Zhu Yajing, carrying two garbage bags, walked towards the small garbage dump in the apartment while thinking about the encounter just now. All kinds of thoughts about Yu Xiude kept lingering in her mind.

To be honest, Zhu Yajing didn't know much about her considerate and gentle male neighbor.

The opportunity for the two to meet was quite coincidental.

When Yu Xiude moved into the apartment, he was helped by the kind-hearted Zhu Yajing, who had lived next door for a long time.

Although Yu Xiu De, who had moved countless times in his dreams, was able to handle all things steadily, orderly, efficiently and skillfully, nothing in the dream could be projected into reality except consciousness, so if there were enthusiastic people who came to help, Yu Xiu De would of course accept it.

What Yu Xiu De longs for is a simple life, not a stagnant or isolated life. Yu Xiu De will naturally not reject the harmonious neighborhood relations in reality.

So, Yu Xiu De, who noticed but did not mind Zhu Ya Jing's deaf-mute identity, expressed his gratitude to her very naturally using sign language.

It is rare to meet a normal person who can communicate in sign language without having to use paper and pen for tedious communication. After Zhu Yajing gradually became familiar with Yu Xiude, she often invited Yu Xiude to her home for a chat.

It's just that my neighbor seems to be very busy and rarely has time to accept invitations. Moreover, he prefers to listen rather than actively talk about his own things...

Zhu Yajing only knew that her neighbor now worked in a newspaper. As for family and other things, Yu Xiude always avoided talking about it. Zhu Yajing, who noticed Yu Xiude's reluctance, also considerately stopped asking.

The conversation between the two was mostly about Zhu Yajing speaking in sign language, as she had nothing to say and no one was listening, while Yu Xiude was listening the whole time... In order to prevent Yu Xiude from feeling that talking to her was very boring, Zhu Yajing borrowed a series of books from the library, including "How to Win Friends and Influence Others", "The Art of Chatting", "The Psychology of Picking Up Girls", "Conversation Skills to Make People Fall in Love", "A Good First Impression", and "Nothing to Say: How to Break the Silence and Communicate Effectively".

Although, she is a deaf-mute who cannot speak.

As a deaf-mute, Zhu Yajing's warm heart is actually full of inferiority and hesitation. She is afraid that because of her disability, she will be treated with scrutiny and rejection by others - even though she has hearing aids that allow her to hear other people's voices clearly, she is ultimately unable to speak.

Therefore, Zhu Yajing developed a deep affection for her neighbor who was able to communicate with her without any obstacles, and whose eyes showed no pity that could easily hurt her self-esteem, but only made her feel warm and was as deep, calm and tolerant as the sea.

Zhu Yajing doesn't expect to get more.

She is willing to get up early every day to help Yu Xiu De take out the trash; she is willing to take a walk in the community at six o'clock every afternoon just to have a brief conversation with Yu Xiu De; she is willing to browse online jokes and read joke books borrowed from the library to cultivate her sense of humor - while working in a flower shop, she silently counts the days to Yu Xiu De's birthday every day.

She liked his calm face, his warm eyes, his way of talking, and the relaxed atmosphere when they were together.

……

……

Just as she walked to the trash can, Zhu Yajing caught a glimpse of a group of people dressed strangely.

They were dressed in the same purple clothes, which made them look a bit out of place. They walked around the community, holding some strange flyers in their hands and talking to the surrounding residents.

An ominous feeling surged into Zhu Yajing's heart. She tried to remain calm, shrank her neck, and prepared to quickly throw away the garbage in her hand, and then rushed to the flower shop to work - there were three people in her family. Her mother, who was about to retire, chose to voluntarily take a demotion and reduce her salary to avoid being laid off, and her sister who just entered high school also needed to raise tuition for tutoring classes.

However, just as Zhu Yajing threw away the garbage and turned around, one of the members of the group raised his head, stared at her with sharp eyes, a strange and eager smile on his face, and walked towards Zhu Yajing quickly.

"Do you want to join us?"

The man's voice was gentle but revealed an irresistible missionary zeal, and his tone seemed to have a hypnotic magic that made people want to listen involuntarily.

"We have the truth that can lead you to embrace a realer and better world." The members who did not find the target around turned to look at Zhu Yajing.

They all echoed, and their voices came like a tide, as if surrounding Zhu Yajing and forcing her to stop.

Zhu Yajing felt a chill down her spine and her heart began beating faster.

I met a missionary...but I don't know if it's illegal or legal.

In the Federation, religion is recognized, not just in politics, but also in history and culture. God is also recognized by reality... because there are indeed specific records about God, and archaeologists have indeed discovered evidence of the existence of God. However, this God is not that God. These concrete gods are not the carriers of omnipotence in the philosophical sense.

[God] is one of the titles for the early owners of the fate. Usually only the owners of the fate who are powerful enough and have many followers will be called [God].

According to the earliest official records of the Federation, a great flood broke out in a certain area in ancient times, but a powerful person with an unknown destiny paid the price of his life to turn the rivers and seas upside down, curb the flood, and protect the safety of tens of millions of residents living around the river basin.

The people who survived the disaster spontaneously built a temple to worship the owner of the destiny. According to unofficial historical records, the owner of the powerful destiny even broke out of the shell of the standing stone statue and came back to life with tens of thousands of people kneeling and kowtowing to him.

Whether the "fate" came first or the title representing the "fate" came first has always been controversial in the academic community, but most people assume that there must be a person whose fate is "God", and this person has appeared in the world at least once.

……

"I... I still have something to do..." Zhu Yajing spoke silently, trying to pull herself away from this strange scene, but to no avail.

The people became more enthusiastic and walked towards her, their voices full of fanaticism, repeating over and over again:

“The truth is there, in His dreams, and there is everything anyone wants!”

Zhu Yajing has never wished she couldn't hear anything as much as she does now.

She felt a chill of fear running up her spine and she didn't even dare to take the paper and pen in her pocket for fear of exposing her disabled identity.

This doesn't look formal at all...

But as if he saw Zhu Yajing's fear, or perhaps noticed something, the missionary who first approached Zhu Yajing suddenly bent down and said sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were disabled."

"Please accept my apology."

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and the missionary stood up and handed over a flyer with a serious expression, as if this flyer could really be regarded as a gift to express apology - something of great value.

Zhu Yajing took the flyer stiffly and glanced at it reluctantly under the expectant gazes of the missionaries around her.

The cover of the flyer has a bold and eye-catching title.

【Discover the true reality and joy! Welcome to the world of dreams! 】

[Praise you, great nightmare]

Real Dreamland: Chapter 48 [Nightmare]

"Ma'am, don't be afraid. Although we [Real Dreamland] are not a federally recognized formal religious group, we are not a cult. Instead, we are the only true holy religion in the world today!"

"My Lord's name is Nightmare. He is the ruler of dreams and the spirit of sleep. He weaves warm dreams for everyone in reality, and constantly sympathizes with the suffering of the world."

"We do not need believers to donate money in exchange for God's blessing, because our God is selfless."

"We do not need believers to prove their piety through suffering, because our Lord is merciful."

"We only need to sing the praises of our Lord and spread His gospel, because He has mercy on the suffering of the world. Too many people have struggled in this painful world for too long, unable to find relief from the reality they long for...to the point that people have forgotten what true truth and joy are."

"But that's what we, the faithful, need to do."

"My Lord is tolerant and great. He bestows grace upon those who are false believers and those who have no faith, without distinction."

"No offense, ma'am, but as a deaf-mute, do you long to express your will through your tongue and throat, so that your ears no longer bear the pain of burden... Do you long to become a normal person, no longer suffering from worldly prejudice and pain?"

“Have you ever had or do you have someone you care about, but you’re struggling with your own identity and have lost your courage?”

"Have you ever doubted that you are a burden or an encumbrance to your family? Have you ever spent countless days and nights fantasizing about being a healthy, normal person and becoming the pillar of your family?"

“We don’t force you to embrace [Real Dreamland] right now, but if you want to prepare a warm haven for your real self, please pray to the Lord before you go to sleep at night.”

"No sacrifices, no rituals, no piety required, just a courageous heart to try and chant:"

"'Great Nightmare, thank you for granting me peace every night. May my dreams be filled with light and hope. Please let me experience your love and grace in my dreams, so that my soul may be comforted and enlightened.'"

"Only by doing this can you experience the power and mercy of our Lord."

"Ah... Sorry for taking up so much of your time."

“May you greet the new morning with beautiful dreams and full of confidence tomorrow.”

……

……

Inside the newspaper office.

Yu Xiude, who arrived at work on time, was washing his hands in the bathroom.

She clasped her hands together, rubbing them back and forth. The foam slid between her fingertips, gently enveloping every nook and cranny. Between her fingers, under her nails, and along her wrists, the cleansing process was like a ritual, repeated, overlapping, and meticulous. Carefully, her left hand grasped the fingertips of her right, scrubbing in a circular motion until every seemingly insignificant detail was thoroughly cleansed. She switched hands, repeating the same process...

There was clearly no stain on his hands, but Yu Xiu De washed his hands carefully as if they were stained with some difficult-to-wash stains.

In the process of re-educating Fang Xuemu after many years, Yu Xiu De keenly felt that something was wrong with this adopted sister.

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