Bewitching

Chapter 1

I'm having a very strange dream, really strange, so strange that I still haven't figured out what the dream is talking about.

In my dream, I turned into a glass bottle.

Leaving aside that I have become a glass bottle, let’s just talk about this glass bottle. Glass is a kind of man-made crystal, its color is flowing and beautiful, and its quality is crystal clear and dazzling.

But this glass bottle is more beautiful, the glass bottle itself is exuding colorful light, which is breathtaking, just like this bottle has been given a soul.

soul?wait!Is it possible that this soul is actually her?

After about a few seconds, I accepted it, because this was just a dream. Dreams are always bizarre and messy. It can combine some completely irrelevant plots together to form an unexpected dream. Some plots may It is deja vu, which may be caused by the deep meaning of the brain.

I began to work hard to integrate myself into this dream, because it looked very interesting.The dreams I had before were also very strange, but not this strange.

I thought of my guess just now, this glass bottle was endowed with my soul, to put it simply, I became a glass bottle.So that means I can control the bottle.

I imagined myself as a bottle and imagined that I had hands, although it was a bit ridiculous.

I imagined that near the bottom of the bottle were my feet, which I should use to walk on, but the bottle wouldn't budge.Don't be discouraged. When I watched anime before, I saw this kind of plot too much.

First of all, I have to dignify my spiritual power. The funny thing is that I want to gather the mental power of a bottle, but it doesn't matter, even if it fails, it's just a dream.

I tried to concentrate and imagined that I could walk. This is not an ordinary bottle, but a magic bottle.

I thought it would be impossible, but I didn't expect the bottle to move.

Holy Mary, I am indeed dreaming.

It's easy to move. I started to move the bottle step by step, but the bottle moved surprisingly slowly. Could it be that my mental strength is too weak?

I'm still moving tirelessly, I don't know why I move?It seemed that there was such a force urging me to move.

I should be on a table. This table is red. I don’t know what shape it is. I should not be able to see such a large range.

I think I should have moved a lot, maybe in fact I just moved a small human step, but I can already see the edge of the table, looking down, it is the ground.It is estimated that there is a distance of about two meters between the ground and the table. If you fall, you will definitely be smashed to pieces. I am talking about the bottle.

I felt a wave of fear, because I couldn't control myself to move, the bottle was still moving, and if I was only a little distance away, I would fall.

No, I don't want to, maybe the dream of falling the bottle will wake up, but I am afraid.

I finally fell, and I broke into pieces with a "snap", and suddenly countless memories flooded into my head, and my head was about to explode.

I opened my eyes, but found that the dream didn't seem to be over yet, I was turned into pieces, the glass bottle was broken into many pieces, and I became one of the pieces.

I'm getting more and more confused about this dream.

I heard footsteps, but I'm not sure if they were coming here.

The sound of the door opening confirmed that it was indeed coming my way.

A pair of white brocade shoes stopped in front of me. I could only see a pair of shoes, but I couldn't see what the visitor looked like.

The shoes are a bit like ancient boots. The shoes are white, it should be said to be crescent-colored. The workmanship is very exquisite. There is a beautiful lotus flower embroidered on the shoes. The lotus is blooming, which is the finishing touch.

I can almost imagine that the man was very surprised, because his hands were shaking when he collected the pieces, at least when he held me, his hands were shaking like an old man in his dying years.

I can finally see the person's face. I guessed that this person is definitely a handsome guy. Ask me why?The reason is simple, I am a woman.

I'll recognize him if he's not a handsome guy, and I'll recognize him if he's a woman, but this woman is not a big beauty, and I feel very depressed.

The visitor has a very ordinary and ordinary face, which is even more masculine, too neutral, and I even think it is a bit handsome in it.

I heard a woman yelling, and many people came in immediately. I couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, but I vaguely saw the appearance of maidservants.

Could it be that my dream is ancient?

The woman's voice was very severe, as if she was asking why the bottle was broken, and no one dared to answer.

I was placed on a brocade cloth with the other pieces.

I heard a woman's faint sigh, and a sentence, what should I do?

Could it be that my glazed bottle is actually very valuable?I began to regret it. I was so careless at the time, and such a valuable thing was broken by me moving it around, and it was broken into many pieces.

It suddenly occurred to me that if the bottle is very valuable, it means that my social status is very high?
The maid was removed, and there were a lot of people coming and going in and out of the room. I tried my best to figure out what happened, but unfortunately my ability was limited, so I was put on the brocade cloth, which means that my line of sight could only be Eye level, so I can't see clearly, and have no way of understanding what's going on.

I think this dream seems a little real, and the organization is quite clear, except for the fact that I am a bottle.

I should believe in science, I am a person, how can I become a bottle?So it must be a dream.

After a while, I saw someone moving towards me, and then I was picked up again, and I was put down after a while, and then I felt a sharp pain all over my body, and passed out.

(End of this chapter)