Invade the World

   Chapter 427 The Love of Reunion

  Xu Xiangyang froze after being hugged by the person behind him.

   If it is a stranger, he will definitely react violently... But the problem is that, whether it is breath or touch, the various sensory feedbacks from behind him are too familiar to him.

   He can deceive his mind, but he cannot deceive the instinctive reaction of his body.

   At the moment when they touched each other, Xu Xiangyang could feel that his body was relaxing unconsciously.

   When Xu Xiangyang realized this, even he was shocked, and he couldn't help but scold that he was really a bad guy.

  Once he was full of minds and only had to study hard, not to mention finding a girlfriend, he had no chance to connect with the opposite **** other than his sister.

   But now, he has long been lured astray by bad girls...

   Even when life and death are at stake, he is still full of lewd thoughts, perhaps because of the natural habit, and the inertia of this habit is too strong.

   He quietly adjusted his breathing and struggled tentatively.

   The man who was holding him from behind didn't resist too violently, but he obviously didn't want to let go of his hands easily.

  As of now, the only thing he can do is—

   "Xingjie!"

   He stood still, and immediately shouted.

  Whether it’s really clear moon or not, it’s always right to call Lin Xingjie out at this time!

   However, the room was silent, and no one responded to him at all.

   "Xingjie?"

   He subconsciously shouted again, but the result was still a strange silence. No one spoke outside the window, not even the wind in the alley.

   Not only Xingjie, Sister Lian was also silent. This cannot be explained by "sleep soundly".

  It is impossible for Lin Xingjie to leave herself, let alone leave without saying goodbye. Since she had already made an appointment to go out together the next day, according to her daily routine, it is estimated that she would have to wake her up by herself.

   Psychic... useless, the sixth sense reflects only emptiness.

  Xu Xiangyang couldn't help sighing.

   When this happened for the first time, he would still feel at a loss, but now Xu Xiangyang is completely used to it, because the probability of occurrence is too frequent recently.

   Psychic abilities have no effect, generally speaking, they are blocked or countered—but there is no human being who can do this in this world, and even a divine medium cannot let themselves be tricked without noticing.

   So, once this happens, it can only be something wrong with yourself: nightmares, hallucinations, or cognitive confusion.

   Since the appearance of "False Qingyue", his psychic abilities have been completely restrained.

   "Oh, don't try, it's useless."

The person behind    sighed softly, his voice was gentle and tactful, and when the tone was lowered, it brought a bit of a scratchy hoarseness, which was also familiar to the point of no longer familiar, real and cordial.

   "Xingjie and Sister Lian are not here, this is your world, only you and me. Besides, Xiangyang, after so long, we rarely get a chance to meet, so don't let others disturb you, right?"

   "...Since it's my world,"

  Xu Xiangyang finally made up his mind, took off his hands on his abdomen, turned around and looked at the person behind him.

   "—how did you get in?"

   The short-haired girl in a long white dress standing behind her gives the impression of being pure and transparent, like an angel descending from the sky, and the golden sunlight falls on her jet-black hair like a feather.

  She was standing there pretty, with her hands behind her back, a lovely smile on her face, and she looked at him with a slightly tilted head.

   "Because, I don't really exist."

  …

  Xu Xiang was silent for a while, then suddenly showed a gnashing expression, and stretched out his hands with lightning speed.

   "Damn demon! How dare you pretend to be my beloved Qingyue, go to hell!"

While    was speaking, his fingers had already touched the other's face, and he started pinching and kneading unceremoniously, pulling up the soft flesh on both sides of his cheeks.

Well, this kind of touch is soft and elastic, as delicate and smooth as silk, without the slightest greasy or frizzy touch, it really doesn't look like the skin type that ordinary people can have... However, this feeling of love is coming to him. It sounds familiar.

   "Wait, wait... it's true!"

   The short-haired girl's face was pinched, and her eyes burst into tears. The angelic and holy feeling just now was completely destroyed, leaving only a pitiful and naive look.

   "Didn't you just say that you don't really exist?"

  Xu Xiangyang frowned, but did not stop.

   The girl's skin was too delicate, and in just a moment, the face in her hands was already dyed with a large rouge-like red.

   "Don't patronize the language sickness."

   The other party pouted and said.

   "I mean, you misunderstood. I'm not my mother. In front of you, my mother will not pretend to be me. She has her own self-esteem and will only show herself in the way she chooses."

"why?"

"Because she sees herself as someone who deserves to exist, a person is unique, and she just wants the whole world to recognize this. So, she pretended to be in school because of my request, hoping that 'Zhu Qingyue' The identity can last, but once you see it through, she is not willing to do it again, because she is already 'someone else' in front of you. Understand?"

   "I don't understand. And..."

  Xu Xiangyang frowned.

   "Mom? If you were really Qingyue, would you still call her mother?"

   "Really? I'm probably calling Shunkou."

   "I've been to your house, and I saw those things you painted, and if you stay later. It turns out that you already knew that your mother was not real, and you were imprisoned because of this..."

   "But, I don't have any other mother." The girl winked at him playfully. "As the saying goes, 'a child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass'. Mom, something is better than nothing."

   said so openly and casually, but Xu Xiangyang felt choked.

   Even this aspect is very familiar. Could it be that the other party is really Qingyue?

  Xu Xiangyang was still a little suspicious, so he still didn't let go of his hand and continued to grab the other's face.

   Well, it feels so good. He couldn't help sighing again, like a doll with high-quality workmanship.

   Rather, according to personal experience, the monitor feels very good all over his body... Xu Xiangyang consciously forbids himself to continue imagining, at least not now.

   "As for the fake aspect..."

  The girl continued, her voice was a little slurred because her cheek was being pinched.

"I think, Xiangyang, you should have noticed that the power of mother now covers the whole city, and everyone in the city is continuously affected, especially those who have left unforgettable memories because important people have left their side. People, they are affected more heavily and intensely, and even completely immersed in hallucinations."

   "So, you really are my fantasy..."

  Xu Xiangyang stared at each other's eyes, and there was always an intoxicating smile in those amber eyes, and the deep color like fine wine was the same as in the impression.

   "If that's the case, isn't it still fake? It doesn't make sense to me."

   What he wanted to say next was "Get out of here", but when he thought of letting go of his hand, he suddenly felt reluctant to part.

   "Fake, but not completely fake."

  Zhu Qingyue answered solemnly.

"In any case, as the original user of this supernatural power, I still have the opportunity to leave a little bit of privilege. For example, when my mother tried to pull the whole city into a dream, I Consciousness is secretly thrown into a part..."

  Xu Xiangyang looked at her with an expression of sudden realization on his face.

From this time on, he has actually begun to accept that the other party is the real monitor. The change is very fast, and there is no special reason. Like Yue, he was just believing in himself, or intuitions that were not so reliable in the eyes of others.

   But he is the number one psychic in the world, and the number one boyfriend in the world who likes Zhu Qingyue. The latter alone can overwhelm all doubts on the other side of the scale.

   "Could it be that this is in your plan?"

   "Yes. Before my mother took my power away, I told her that since I was her daughter, it was her innate responsibility to fulfill my wishes for me."

   "This, this is fine too?"

   "You don't understand this Xiangyang."

  Zhu Qingyue smiled.

"The more controlling parents are, the more they can't tolerate others doubting their sense of responsibility for their children, even if everything they do is always just to satisfy their own desires... You think, 'I'm doing it for your own good'. Do you hear this very often?"

  "..." Listening and listening, Xu Xiangyang finally let go of his hand and let go of his guard, "Go on."

   "Of course, I couldn't say it directly, but used more suggestive words to provoke her to agree to me."

  Zhu Qingyue rubbed her face that became red, and continued to explain:

"So in the end, I said to her like this: I hope that people in this city can have the same opportunity as me, the opportunity to be reunited with their families. Everyone will be moved by this, and no one does not desire this The dream goes on...I want to fulfill people's wishes."

   "How can you have such kindness."

  Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but complain.

"Hahaha!"

   The class leader laughed happily.

"Sure enough, Mom, although she claims to be my mother, she doesn't know me as well as you do. However, this proposal is a good idea for her, because she gets her own existence in this way. It is popularized among human beings, and it is widely accepted and recognized, which means that this way of existence is true and true to this world... For me, this is what I created, the only one who can communicate with you again A chance to meet up."

  Xu Xiangyang saw that the more the monitor said, the more complacent her expression became. The corners of her plump lips curled up unconsciously, as if she was showing off something to herself. In the end, he couldn't help complaining:

   "Even if you say that, in the end, it's not because you were fooled? If it wasn't for your so-called 'mother' who robbed you of your power, you wouldn't have been reduced to this point at all, right?"

  “…”

   Miss Qingyue glared at him with dissatisfaction, and skillfully reached out and pinched the soft flesh around his waist—

Wow, this kind of familiar strength, slightly different from Xing Jie’s twisting angle with unique personal style is really long gone, the illusion that even the pain can be imitated is really too strong, Xu Xiangyang twisted his face in pain, while gratified. thought.

   "Don't interrupt at this time, idiot, I haven't said the most touching part yet."

   "Touching?"

"yes."

  The monitor put his hand to his mouth and coughed twice.

  After adjusting her tone and demeanor, she raised her head and looked straight into his eyes quietly and seriously.

   "Xu Xiangyang, do you know where the most critical part of this plan is to succeed?"

  “…”

   He seemed to know what she was going to say.

   "That is, I want to make sure that after I leave, you will think of me wholeheartedly and miss me. Only in this way will my mother's ability work for you, and I will be able to follow her strength to find you."

   "Isn't that for granted?"

  Xu Xiangyang sighed.

   "Even if any friend around me is gone, I will miss it, let alone a lover. Are you underestimating the relationship between the two of us?"

   "But, when making this decision," the girl smiled, "I'm not sure how long I'll be away from you. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months, maybe a year, maybe..."

   Her smile is illusory like flying flowers and illusory and fragile like glass.

  Perhaps this is because the person in front of her was originally an illusion.

  Xu Xiangyang was stunned.

   He suddenly realized that even if the other party was still pretending to be "Fake Qingyue", he didn't know the purpose or the motive, he just imitated it to the extent that he couldn't see it at all—so what?

Whether    is true or false no longer matters.

   He would just follow her impulse and hold her tightly, hug her with an aura that seemed to rub her into his body, and then...

   kiss her hard again.

   (end of this chapter)