Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2161 Willingly (Special Part [-])

The little son who is sticky to his wife seems to have had a dream.

The dream was very long, as if a long, long time had passed, and many, many things had happened.

The dream seems to be very short, and the scene changes rapidly in the blink of an eye.

A moment here, a moment there.

It's like being troubled by a nightmare, unable to distinguish reality from dreams, day from night.

In a trance, I don't know why.

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【Dream】

This appears to be a tavern.

Inside and out, all the people who come and go are drinking women.

His behavior is rough, his speech is vulgar, his skin is rough and dark, he is tall and strong.

Gather here, chatter, cynical.

Occasionally, when I see a few slightly attractive men passing by, they will all show obscene and disgusting smiles.

The obscene eyes lingered on those poor and weak men, and from time to time they even made a few flirtatious words.

There are no rules at all.

The man being molested quickly walked away in fear.

Passed by the door of the tavern quickly, like a trot, not daring to stop at all.

I'm afraid of being pulled in by those women in the tavern, fumbling here and there, and falling into a situation beyond redemption.

This scene was both familiar and unfamiliar, and when it appeared in front of his eyes, the young master looked at it with a little bewilderment.

Subconsciously, I looked left and right.

He wanted to find that figure that made him feel at ease.

red...red...

On the bustling streets, there is not a touch of red.

The crowds were crowded and the hawking was loud.

The women in the tavern laughed and cheered, mixed with obscene voices.

There were people everywhere, but there was no figure he wanted to see.

The handsome and clean young man stood in the corner, looking at him blankly, as if flustered.

Empty hands and no clothes on her body.

Without her scent, it made him a little helpless and scared.

Like an immature cub abandoned in a dangerous forest, without shelter, trembling uncontrollably.

Sobbing softly, wanting to find that safe haven.

His home... his Si Si...

His face was pale, but his eye sockets were wet and red.

The ground was wet and limp, covered with a layer of pitiful and helpless mist.

The sense of satisfaction in the chest disappeared in an instant, becoming empty and empty, unable to grasp anything.

It was empty, panic and panic spread rapidly like vines growing wantonly.

He ran towards the street in a panic, avoiding the crowd with his thin body, running non-stop.

In the direction of the general's mansion, towards the road he is familiar with.

Eagerly, he wanted to go back to his familiar home, to return to her warm embrace.

Want to hug, want to find a sense of security.

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But he couldn't escape.

As soon as the surrounding scene changed, the streets around him changed.

From the bustling streets full of people, it has become a deserted bluestone alley.

Quietly, without a trace of sound.

The temperature of the hot sun in summer seems to have dropped a bit here.

It was cool and chilly.

The young master fell on the bluestone road at once, his eyes were red, and his thin and delicate white plain clothes fell to the ground, inevitably stained with dust.

Light and fluffy, as if weightless.

Falling there, his thin and limp body looked like a wounded little white rabbit.

Soft and deceptively weak.

His eye sockets were wet, and his vision became a little hazy.

Looking at everything in front of him vaguely, the movement he just wanted to get up must be certain.

Frozen there, as if stunned.

(End of this chapter)