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Chapter 1175 NO.81: Don’t think of anything inappropriate
Should he say it or not, Omo still suspected that there was someone who knew what happened this morning.

Not from the perspective of possible extensions of Akane Shinjo and Chelenina Texas, but from the reason of his own drowsiness.

Although this is just a conjecture lacking evidence.

But after Akane's triumphant display of achievements, she started questioning why she fell asleep after being covered up last night.

Homais felt a real sense of disobedience.

After all, he didn't say that he was taking advantage of the situation, but it was undeniable that his mental state yesterday was really bad. After breaking away from the working state in Rhode Island, the exhaustion that he tried to restrain came like a tide.

After letting him go home, he lay down on the sofa, and then Akane ran down to care and chat, and also gave him a knee pillow from the forefront of Jidong's communication culture.

Although it's not very comfortable because the legs are not fleshy enough, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he felt quite sleepy when lying on the sofa at first, but when Qian and Chelenina came over to express their condolences, he was not so relaxed, so the sleepiness was naturally suppressed.

But it was under such circumstances that he fell asleep?

Especially the reason why I slept there was because of the facial cleanser?

Are you kidding me?
He still remembered his struggle at that time, the entanglement of trying to regain the air without hurting the other party, which made him feel the helplessness he had not seen for a long time. It was only in hindsight that he remembered that he could calm down and hold his breath and pretend to be dead in order to strengthen his acting skills. And the meditation that unfolds has no effect of falling asleep immediately.

The function of meditation is to eliminate distracting thoughts. If you want to sleep at this time, you can indeed fall asleep quickly.

But I didn’t want to sleep at that time!

But the fact is that he saw light in the darkness before his eyes, and the scenery suddenly became clearer and clearer.

I was still tired, and even felt a little dizzy as the aroma that filled my nose changed quietly.

That's the smell of wine.

The familiar mellow aroma of wine made him seem to have forgotten what happened in reality. He naturally greeted the teahouse and Ling who were greeting him, and talked about the unfinished things in reality as they expected.

Tracy's qualifications were confirmed, Miss Xi came over cursingly to ask questions, Miss Mudstone belatedly came to greet her, and under the reluctant eyes of some researchers, Omer took away the Glizza monster card and joined the doctor and his entourage. We are discussing a time to come over tomorrow...

It was as if he was already drunk, so he easily ignored the irrationality of the first few seconds.

In the dreams of the past, I had probably been like this, but I could never remember such dreams.

The conscious lucid dreams that can be recalled through dream servers and other methods are always detailed.

This also made him think that there should be such a difference between the Federation's dream servers, which had developed for hundreds of years and were as stable as they are now, and Ling Na's 'civilian folk remedies' that relied on ability.

In particular, Ling's folk remedies always caused him to lose his memory. This shortcoming was more in line with Ormer Linton's stereotype of 'Tom Yam folk remedies'.

But recently, the meeting with Ling in my dream has become increasingly clear.

The memory is no longer hazy. I can more or less recall where I have been, what I have done, and how I have seen a strange yet familiar side of the other person.

This clarity became more and more obvious as the day progressed, and for a time he thought it was some kind of adaptation.

He gradually adapted to it, and then began to eliminate the side effects. Don't tell me, this is also in line with his vision of 'Tom Yam folk remedies'!

After the teahouse began to appear with her, he could not help but think that this might be the intervention of 'regular technology' - after all, the teahouse had really learned how to build mainstream dreams in the Federation, but this little girl could not pass the underage review. She's using her sister's spirit to deceive her.

Except for the golden eye color, he looked exactly like Sunday Serenity, and even his clothes were the same windbreaker that Omo himself had equipped in his dream.

Not to mention whether the reason why the memory became clearer was because the teahouse intervened in the connection, Omo did feel that the timing of his dream last night was too coincidental.

Even the sluggish senses in ordinary dreams should be an anomaly that has been 'optimized' little by little recently.

There is also a kind of artificial deliberateness.

Is it Ling?
Or a teahouse?

Or rather both...

……

Homare had no evidence, and he was reluctant to think so, so he thought it was just conjecture.

But it was difficult for him to ignore the abnormality in his dream last night.

If it is intentional, it can also be understood that the other party is paying attention to the reality on their side, and then specifically takes action to save the situation. Then this undoubtedly involves a privacy risk.

But to be honest, if this is the case, it can only be said to be a broken jar.

Ling, who has seen some unsightly dreams of his own, is probably not worth mentioning in reality, and the teahouse...

Chaza has always been a good boy, but Omer is worried about the possible bad influence that may have on children.

It is impossible to say that this does not exist. Sexual behavior has always been the most real stimulation for minors. Regardless of whether it is a picture or reality, after seeing it, you will inevitably have wild thoughts. If you have little contact with it on weekdays, the stimulation will only be It will be even more clear-not to mention that this has been recorded in social surveys, Omer himself has been a client.

Which teenager has never been at the age when he was stimulated by those things and thought about things in all directions. Inorganic people such as Omer Linton also experienced that in the most internally consumed youth period.

However, the verification of this hidden danger was simple. At 7:40 in the morning, Omer Linton, who had arrived at the activity room and received the first cup of coffee from the cafe, dismissed the suspicion of the cafe with just a short observation.

The usual dull and silent image does not hinder the trainer's judgment. Rather, it is precisely because the teahouse's daily performance has not changed for several months that it is easy to tell - just like Miss Rongjin Shining, who has always lived a stable life. Like the life of a clock, even a slight misalignment in this life will be particularly obvious.

On the other hand, if your words and deeds every day are as random as a representative of Qianming or a golden ship, then it is really difficult for others to tell whether you are in good or bad condition.

This is the cost of observation and judgment.

Manchester City Teahouse was the lowest cost category, and it was easy to clear Omo's suspicion, so the suspicion returned to Ling's.

make……

If it were her, Homais would be too big.

Just like Omo, who often analyzed the changes in Ling's dream, and then all kinds of uncertainties, in his heart, there were always a lot of uncertainties surrounding Ling.

The more this uncertainty accumulates, the more branching speculations it points to.

This certainly makes his observational mind more hopeful, but if these uncertain variables always affect him from different degrees and directions, his perspective will lose its objectivity.

The chain of logic will also deflect and twist, for example, the most common kind.

Although the female brothers are brothers, they are also the ones who will sigh at the beauty inadvertently, and from time to time they will be aware of the lust in the other person's figure and clothing.

If one were to ask whether Homais had ever fantasized even a little bit, it would not be convincing enough to deny it.

When laying out the chain of derivation, it is inevitable to be led in many directions that may lead to the illusion of life.

But that's still impossible.

In the many vague dreams of the past, Omo still remembers the poems and words contained in many fragments.

The mountains are far away and the spring breeze never comes.

Take a sip of the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou carefully, and enjoy everything.

Who said that the general has a will to die, so new willows are built every year.

Mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are all you and all are not you.

How to say?

How could such a passionate and cheerful person have the kind of little girl's family she had lamented about?

It is true that he knows very well that people have many sides, but not all sides are as good as achieving success.

There are always some temperaments that conflict with each other, and there are always aspects that are incompatible with each other.

Therefore, fantasies must end with reality after all, and we must adhere to our intellect and not think about possibilities that are not yet realistic.

But when such a common belief was over, Omo had no idea what she meant and what kind of intention she had in doing those things.

I can only put down the chains that are only waiting for the opportunity given by time, and devote myself to the cup of black liquid in my hand.

Needless to say, under the slightly wide-eyed gaze of the tea host, I drank it down in one gulp as if to temporarily put it out of my mind.

He handed the cup to the tea seat again.

"One more drink, I'll drink it slowly this time."

From the bitterness that lingered in his mouth, he reorganized his thoughts and adjusted his state to work. He always did this, announcing the official start of a new day.