Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

If this continues, her common sense will be ruthlessly shattered by the dream.

Perhaps for teahouses, this world is like this, but for girls, this place is like a fairy tale.

The reality called 'Dreamland' was gradually eroding her sanity, and a sense of confusion that was difficult to distinguish between true and false came to her heart.

"'Friend'? Not feeling well?"

Manchester City Cafe asked with concern.

Even if the world has become so irrational, in the consciousness of the teahouse in Manchester, the change in the expression on the girl's face still surpasses everything else.

"Tea seat... do you know that you are dreaming?"

Looking at her face, the girl asked.

"Dream..." Teahouse blinked, "What do you mean?"

"This is not reality."

"What are you talking about, 'friend'." Manchester Teahouse laughed, "How can this place not be reality, you see."

She stretched out her hand and showed it to the girl, and the two held their hands tightly together.

"I can feel...the body temperature of 'friend', the heartbeat of 'friend', the voice of 'friend', so... how could this not be reality."

While speaking, the tea seat stretched out five fingers and interlocked with the girl's ten fingers.

"Even this sort of thing can be done, right?"

Manchester Teahouse showed a satisfied smile.

The girl's expression was rather tangled.

Obviously, the owner of the dream cannot realize that he is dreaming. No matter how the girl reminds him, Manchester City Cafe will refute it with illogical words.

You can never wake a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can never wake a person who thinks he is awake.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time a 'friend' has held hands with me." Manchester Teahouse showed a happy smile, "Is this what a 'friend' feels like? It's so warm."

The burning candle changed the girl's consciousness.

The two people who were originally side by side turned into sitting face to face at some point, their legs crossed each other, and Manchester City Cafe gently clasped her hand.

"soul……"

Manchester Teahouse spoke slowly, "I feel that the other half of my soul is in this world of Wanhua mirror."

How pitiful.

"Tea seat, this is a dream..."

"'Friend', whether it's a dream or reality, illusion is also a kind of perception. If you think about it this way, no matter what happens... it won't feel strange."

While talking, Manchester City Cafe approached.

The girl opened her eyes with difficulty.

The longer she touched the teahouse, the more blurred her consciousness became.

It was as if a layer of tulle was covered in front of my eyes, and everything around me was shrouded in a layer of mist.

Can't see...Her eyes, can't see clearly!

"The sun has set, 'friend', let us commit ourselves to the night..."

The soft voice seems to be ringing in the ear, and it seems to come from a distant place.

It was hard for the girl to tell whether this was her dream or the teahouse's dream.

Must, keep thinking...

The girl told herself with difficulty.

She felt her body was losing control and her consciousness was leaving her body.

Soon, she will become a real soul.

Gritting her teeth, relying on the obsession in her heart, the girl let go of the tea seat's hand, pulled out her entangled leg, and left the seat.

"'Friend'?" Never thought that the girl would leave her, with blank golden eyes, Manchester Teahouse questioned.

The warmth from the soul gradually disappeared after the girl let go of her hand.

"Tea seat." Even standing was extremely difficult, as if standing on a swaying boat, the girl shook her head and forced herself to maintain consciousness, "Be sober..."

"I'm sober." Manchester City Cafe came to her side.

"Tea seat, you may not know..."

"It's you who is unconscious—"

The voice changed suddenly, and the next two words made the girl's eyes widen.

"Half."

Eh?

The cold golden pupils seem to be able to penetrate the bottom of my heart.

Although there is no change in appearance, the feeling is completely different.

That wild and unruly face was reflected in the girl's pupils.

"Why?" Holding her head, the girl asked with difficulty, "Tea seat?"

"I'm the tea house, half body." She approached, and the mellow coffee-like smell entered her nostrils.

"What's the meaning."

"In this world, there is only one teahouse."

She showed a gentle smile, "I 'ate' the teahouse."

"I don't know."

"Half body, you, me, and the teahouse, our souls are originally one."

She reached out and stroked the girl's face.

"integrated……?"

"Haven't you found out yet? Look." She pointed to the mirror in the center of the room specially set up for the two of them.

The girl slowly widened her eyes.

In front of her eyes, it was the 'Manchester City Cafe' caressing her, but in the mirror, it was a girl reaching out and stroking her face.

In an instant, a chill came to my heart, and countless fragments flickered in my mind.

She saw herself running on the track under the night sky, and there was nothing in front of her.

She saw herself standing in front of the mirror, and her own figure was reflected in the mirror, without any features.

She saw herself sitting in a dark room, reading a book, drinking coffee, alone.

She saw Erisiko who greeted her, doing annoying experiments as usual.

She saw the trainer, she saw the senior, she saw everyone, but she was missing...that figure.

'My soul is complete'

Those short words were like a steel nail piercing into the girl's heart.

To 'eat' the teahouse in Manchester City means to reunite the souls that were originally separated.

Character, emotion, memory, the consciousness that makes up the whole of a person, will be confused with the other.

Disappeared……

The most important person disappeared forever in the body.

so lonely...

A strong sense of loneliness filled her brain, and the girl couldn't help but hug her body tightly, shivering uncontrollably.

Whose feelings are these?

'Who am I?

creak-

A crisp sound came from the ear, large cracks appeared densely in front of the eyes, colorful color blocks splashed and fell, only a 'bang' was heard, the world shattered and disappeared, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Opening her eyes suddenly, the girl found that she was standing by the bed, the warm sunlight shone into the room through the curtains, and cast brilliant afterglow on the quilt.

"Um……"

On the bed, the Manchester Teahouse with its eyes closed made a soft sound.

Turning over, the arm that was raised unintentionally, inadvertently touched the girl standing by the bed.

As if feeling something, he spread his five fingers, and the Manchester Teahouse in his sleep slowly held the girl, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Ah……

In my life, I will never enter other people's dreams again.

After the cafe let go, the girl left the room.

Chapter 188 Perception is the Best

Very strange.

Today's teahouse in Manchester is filled with a joyful atmosphere. Whether she is doing those boring jobs or negotiating things that she is not good at, there will always be a light smile on the corner of her mouth.

Gives a feeling of gardenia blooming.

"Oh, oh, teahouse, did you encounter any good things?"

During the lunch break, Eryuko from the cafeteria made a cup of black tea, and just happened to meet the cafeteria in Manchester who had just finished making coffee for herself, so she naturally sat next to her.

It was also rare for the tea house in Manchester not to reject him, but instead spoke out about his affairs with great interest.

"Actually, last night, I had a very good dream."

"Roar?"

It turned out that the mood was changed by a dream, which is really strange for a teahouse.

Throwing brown sugar into the black tea continuously, Eri Tashiko asked to pass the time: "What kind of dream is it?"

Holding his face, Manchester City Cafe said:

"I dreamed of 'friends' and took her to various places, we walked on the clouds, stepped on the sea, and then sat in chairs, talked, talked, hugged... I mean, stay together. "

Trying to ignore the last sentence of the cafeteria, Eri Tayiko nodded.

"Sounds pretty normal."

Anyway, where there is Miss 'Friend', there is basically a teahouse in Manchester, and because of this, it is basically impossible for Eri Tsubaki to do anything to 'Friend' behind the back of the teahouse.

"It's not the same." Manchester City Cafe shook his head, "I met a 'friend' in my dream, and at that time I felt the temperature from her..."

After taking a sip of the black tea that had almost turned into sugar water, Eri Tayiko narrowed her eyes.

Met her?

The meaning of this sentence should be encountered in the physical sense.

In psychology, dreams are the subconscious desires of the brain.

When awake, desires will be suppressed, but in deep sleep, the brain cannot be strongly controlled, and human desires will appear in the brain in the form of dreams.

Erisu thought so.

In other words, Manchester Cafe is very eager to touch 'friends'.

Erie Tachyon can also understand this.

As one of the species that likes to touch taboos most, human beings will do countless things that violate reason.

Like 'friend', through research, Aili Tachyon found that when 'friend' touches the body of a normal human being, the touched part will appear unnaturally transparent and become a state similar to airgel.

Her body will lack the quality of the transparent part, and at the same time, after the transparent part touches the entity, it will penetrate through it in a short time.

At present, Erythyon is still unable to explain this phenomenon, but she guesses that when the body of the "friend" touches a human being, a series of material transformations will occur, turning the original unknown substance into a quantum body similar to electromagnetic waves.