Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 482 Holding Hands in a Dream

At night, Kitahara Kento came to the subway station again with his guitar on his back.

He walked through the process with familiarity, first saying hello to the staff, then coming to the old place, not following the mainstream, not trying to please the audience, half closing his eyes, and casually playing something he liked.

After four or five songs ended, he opened his eyes with an expression of surprise and surprise.

The mysterious lady from yesterday came again uninvited. She stood in front of him, still holding the shoulder-mounted electronic keyboard, and watched him finish playing.

Kitahara Kento was very surprised. Why did she come again?

The beautiful mysterious lady made several gestures, but Kitahara Kento couldn't understand the sign language and didn't understand what the other person meant.

He simply took out his cell phone, edited the text, and showed it to the other party.

"Hello there."

The mysterious lady came up, took out her cell phone, and typed some text for him to see.

Watching the other person's fingers tapping the phone screen and slowly typing text, Kitahara Kento accidentally noticed the other person's historical search records.

Tips for walking in high heels. Kitahara Kento was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at the other person's shoes. The other person was not wearing high heels.

Kitahara Kento felt embarrassed to pry into other people's privacy, so he politely turned his head and looked elsewhere.

"Why do I always feel inexplicably familiar with her?" Kitahara Kento wondered.

"It should be the eyes."

Kitahara Kento pondered over it, and the other person's eyes often gave him a deep and familiar feeling. To the extent of being very familiar.

For example, Hanatani would often pout at him, with an unhappy look in her eyes, protesting against her young age; for example, Kotone-sister would urge him to come for dinner, but he would be given the cold shoulder when he moved slowly; for example, the former Kashiwagi Mayu would stare at him silently with a dangerous look in her eyes; for example, Takanari Sufu would treat everyone gently and attentively, with a kind look in her eyes. Kitahara Kento was extremely familiar with these looks and was deeply impressed by them.

And when Amamiya looked at him, she would turn her head when he turned his head, and she would turn her head when he turned his head, just like playing hide-and-seek with her eyes. And when she first transferred to Fenggao, she looked at him like a stranger even though she was very familiar with him.

Kitahara Kento's thoughts suddenly froze.

He turned his head slowly and stared at the other person's face.

"The look in her eyes is very similar, exactly like how she felt at that time." Kitahara Kento was silent.

The mysterious lady finished typing the text and showed it to him. Kitahara Kento quickly withdrew his offended gaze.

He moved his lips, wanting to ask, but restrained himself.

The mysterious lady was surprised, but Kitahara Kento quickly came to his senses, remained silent for a few seconds, and smiled: "It's okay. It's so cold, why don't you wear a hat."

That same night, at the Kashiwagi family.

It was not even nine o'clock, but Kashiwagi Mayu had already turned off the lights, put on her pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Is it true or false?"

"Is it a coincidence, or did I enter someone else's dream?"

There have been two consecutive cases of suspected dream links. Even the events in the dream and the interactions between the dreamer and her have been confirmed in real conversations.

"Xufeng dreamed of traveling with me."

"Xu Feng dreamed that when she was a child, she learned to knit scarves from her grandmother, and I pushed the door open."

Although Kashiwagi Mayu felt that all this was too unbelievable, her two personal experiences made it impossible for her not to choose to believe in certain things.

Especially the dream I had this morning. The second dream.

In the dream, Xufeng said to his grandmother, "Look, that's what Moyou will look like when she grows up. Isn't she beautiful?"

And in her dream, she truly heard and saw this scene.

Kashiwagi Mayu was in a confused mood and had to think of a way to verify her guess tonight.

"Last night, before I went to sleep, I kept reminding myself that I must dream about Xufeng, and sure enough, I dreamed about Xufeng."

"The last time I dreamt about 'the source of pollution', I was also thinking about him before going to bed."

She already had a simple and effective verification plan: choose one person to dream tonight, and tomorrow, go find that person and ask him/her what he/she dreamed about in the morning.

Several candidates flashed through Kashiwagi Mayu's mind.

Catkin wind.

classmate.

Kitahara Kento.

No matter from which point of view, Xufeng is definitely the easiest and most reliable target.

Familiar classmates are also good. They are easy to meet and you can reveal the answer by just asking a casual question.

Kitahara Kento is undoubtedly the worst choice.

Because in the first dream, Xufeng said, he dreamed of traveling with her.

According to the development of the dream, she received a text message from Xufeng, and then saw the "source of pollution" walking out of the campus. The guy even came up to her and greeted her, asking her "Why are you here?"

According to the experience of the previous two suspected dream links, the "pollution source" should have remembered this scene, but the "pollution source" said, "I didn't dream, and I usually have a good sleep quality."

She really believed it at the time, but after the second dream, she no longer believed it.

Because she figured out one thing. Even if Kitahara Kento really dreamed about her, if she asked him the next day, he would most likely say he didn't dream about her.

Even if the "source of pollution" said that she had a dream, she would be excluded and the dream would be kept secret.

Kashiwagi Mayu decisively ruled out the option of "source of pollution" with disdain and lay down on the bed.

She closed her eyes and silently said in her heart: "If I can really connect with other people's dreams, let me dream about it tonight."

The chess clock counts down by the minute and second.

In the Youxuan game room, the atmosphere was extremely solemn. The two players were so nervous that they held their breath and concentrated, wishing they could put all their brainpower into the last partial calculation.

Kitahara Kento was extremely conflicted and indecisive, unable to make up his mind which variation of the diagram to choose in order to win.

Time passed in a flash, and when he picked up the cloud piece and was about to drop it on the chessboard, he suddenly seemed to have an epiphany, and changed the direction of the cloud piece that was about to fall on the chessboard and placed it somewhere else. After forty minutes, the chess master Iyama resigned, and the challenger Kitahara Kento won the final game of the Meijin Tournament.

The referee announced the result of the match, and immediately, the staff opened the door and the reporters waiting outside rushed in, their cameras pointed at Kitahara Kento and their flashlights kept flashing.

At the back of the crowd, Kashiwagi Mayu hid in a corner, quietly watching the "source of pollution" surrounded by reporters give her victory speech.

She didn't want to choose "source of pollution".

But the moment she felt completely sleepy, she couldn't hold back her thoughts.

Kashiwagi Mayu sighed for herself and turned away.

Going against the flow of people, I walked out of the gate of Tokyo Chess Institute.

Kashiwagi Mayu stood under the shade of a tree, looking up at the warm autumn sun in the dream world, her thoughts in a mess.

She had basically confirmed that she could indeed sneak into other people's dreams.

All you need to do is think about that person before going to bed.

But there seem to be some limitations.

For example, she should not approach the other person, or the other person should not approach her. Otherwise, the dreamer will be out of the dream in an instant and wake up with his eyes open.

This was one of the limitations she inferred based on the course of the second dream and Xufeng's dream description.

And when the dreamer wakes up, all subsequent developments in the dream will move towards uncontrollable chaos.

Just like the first dream, she was standing at the gate of Shanghai Conservatory of Music, and Beiyuan Xian from the school saw her and walked up to her, but as soon as he approached, his consciousness instantly left the dream, and then the subsequent very absurd things happened. The second dream, she walked in front of Xufeng, and Xufeng suddenly forgot that she had grown up in the next second. The same principle applies.

In fact, the dreamer's consciousness has left the dream, and the dream world has lost its backbone, the dreamer, and the logic of the dream world has become chaotic.

And sometimes, the dreamer is lucid dreaming and is aware that he is dreaming, and sometimes, the dreamer does not know that he is dreaming.

Kashiwagi Mayu guessed in her heart that Xufeng's dream about her grandmother was most likely a lucid dream, because Xufeng said, "Look, that's what Mayu will look like when she grows up. Isn't she beautiful?" and Xufeng's description of the dream in reality also clearly confirmed that Xufeng knew he was dreaming.

This time, Kitahara Kento dreamt of returning to the Meijin Tournament. Kashiwagi Mayu speculated that he probably did not realize that he was dreaming, or he was only awake for a very short time.

"Is there a time limit?" Kashiwagi Mayu murmured.

She planned to stand here and test how long she could maintain her dream state.

But after standing there for a while, she quickly came to her senses and secretly called herself a fool.

The time in the dream world is vague and difficult to judge, just like the celebrity match just now. The forty minutes before the victory, in her perception of time, only a moment had passed, and the "source of pollution" had already won the game.

But if she didn't stand here, Kashiwagi Mayu wouldn't know where to go or what to do.

"Since I can sneak into other people's dreams, can I control their dreams?" she couldn't help but think.

Kashiwagi Moyu whispered, "Teleport me to the vicinity of Xufeng."

"Teleport me to the vicinity of Xufeng."

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After talking to herself like a fool for the fifth time, Kashiwagi Mayu sighed.

"It seems that I can't. I can only sneak into other people's dreams, and even approaching them is strictly prohibited."

Unable to do anything, Kashiwagi Mayu had nothing to do but stand there in a daze, waiting for the dream to end.

She didn't know how long it had been, maybe a second, or maybe a day, a week, or even a year. She noticed that the world in front of her began to change suddenly again.

This time, she stood at the entrance of the corridor.

Kashiwagi Mayu glanced around.

"This is the home of the 'polluter'."

She was very familiar with this corridor. That summer, she worked as a nanny for the "pollution source" who broke his arm, and she had passed through this corridor nearly a hundred times.

Kashiwagi Mayu, who was already used to it, took a step forward and stopped at the door of the living room.

"Let's make up."

Kashiwagi Mayu turned around and looked into the living room. There were two people sitting very close to each other on the sofa.

Kashiwagi Mayu remained silent and turned away, not wanting to hear what was to come.

"After getting the title of celebrity, the first thing you do is to make peace with her. Rather than saying it's a reconciliation, it's clearly a euphemism for confessing your love."

"I really didn't realize you were so shy."

late at night.

Second floor of a luxury apartment building.

Lying on her side on the bed, Amemiya Masahira hugged the quilt tightly, unable to control her emotions. Tears rolled down her face one after another, soaking the pillow.

She just had a dream.

In the dream, that idiot won the celebrity competition, invited her to his home, and suddenly said to her, "Let's make peace."

Then, she in the dream also plucked up the courage to chase him and expose him: "When you say 'reconcile', do you mean reconciliation between friends, or reconciliation between us?"

After she finished speaking, the idiot hesitated and was too embarrassed to look her in the eye. Then after a few seconds, as if he was too embarrassed to speak, he reached out and held her hand.

Amamiya Masahira wiped away her tears, hugged the quilt and whispered: "You can tell me now, anytime."

"I remember the words I said in the dream very well. When you come to me one day, I will ask you the same question and make you dumbfounded like a fool."

Congratulations to all the college entrance examination students for passing the exam and having a wonderful holiday.

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This book has almost no chance of being recommended. It can only attract new readers by ranking higher in the sub-category rankings. I will write more words to try to get people to vote. Otherwise, if I just rely on the few subscriptions, I will soon have to pitch a tent under the bridge (I admit my mistake, how sad).