bookrandom Chapter 289 Let's leave the dream? No rush...
Chapter 289 Let's leave the dream? No rush...
The open space returned to silence, with only the gentle moonlight still shining down on Lin Feng, who was breathing slightly, and Tang Xiaorui, whose long hair was slowly regaining its smoothness and whose face was somewhat pale.
Even the chirping of insects in the woods seemed gentler.
Tang Xiaorui suddenly moved, took a few quick steps, and bumped into Lin Feng, who had just turned around.
Her cool, soft body trembled slightly as she hugged his waist tightly, burying her face in the crook of his neck.
"It's over..." Her voice was muffled, with a barely perceptible sob in it. "Lin Feng, thank you!"
Tang Xiaorui's unreserved reliance and complete trust warmed Lin Feng's heart.
He was about to make a joke to ease the tension when a system notification suddenly sounded in his ear:
[Ding! Tang Xiaorui's favorability rating has reached the maximum of 100!]
[Host can confidently enter the "Many Children, Many Blessings" mode!]
Lin Feng understood, composed himself, raised his hand, and gently placed it on Tang Xiaorui's soft hair, feeling a cool and silky touch in his palm.
He rubbed it and reassured you, "It's alright, it's okay now. That guy won't bother you again."
"Now that the second personality has been eliminated, shouldn't we... leave this place and return to reality?"
However, Tang Xiaorui, who was nestled in his arms, gently shook her head.
She looked up, her eyes still slightly red, but they shone with an astonishing brightness.
"Go back? No rush." A sly smile played on her lips. "You did me a great job taking care of that monster, I'm going to 'reward' you properly..."
She deliberately emphasized the word "reward," and then, without saying a word, took Lin Feng's hand.
Her palms were slightly cool and damp with a thin layer of sweat, yet she gripped them tightly.
"Come with me."
Lin Feng was pulled along by her, somewhat puzzled, but he still obediently followed her.
Soon, they arrived at a small lake that looked exceptionally peaceful under the moonlight, and beside the lake, a delicate little wooden house nestled among flowers.
The log cabin was cozier than I had imagined.
The walls, built of logs, were covered with vines in full bloom, and the roof was covered with a thick layer of dried herbs, exuding a comforting aroma.
Pushing open the door, the interior space is not large, but it is fully equipped:
A wooden bed covered with soft animal hides and clean linen sheets, and a fireplace with a warm fire burning.
A small wooden table, two chairs, and on the windowsill, a ceramic jar filled with clear water and a few wildflowers.
This place is the embodiment of the safety and warmth that Tang Xiaorui most longs for deep in her subconscious; it is the true haven for her soul.
With the door closed, the wooden house seemed to shut out the last trace of unease from the outside world.
Only the light from the fireplace flickered, casting their shadows on the wall, elongating and overlapping.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.
Tang Xiaorui turned around, leaned against the door, and looked up at Lin Feng.
"Here it is." Tang Xiaorui opened her arms slightly, with pride and relaxation. "My secret base, and also the corner where I feel most at peace."
"Although it's a bit small, every time I hide inside, it seems like no matter how big the troubles outside can catch up with me."
She looked at the flickering firelight, her voice softening, "It's so cozy, isn't it?"
Lin Feng nodded, his gaze gently sweeping over the small space filled with warm light and the scent of wood:
"It is indeed very cozy, like a... secluded haven."
Tang Xiaorui's eyes flickered, her smile deepened, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to become more pronounced.
She took two steps forward, closer to Lin Feng, looked up at him, and spoke in a softer voice, with a hint of seduction and probing:
"The real world has too many rules, too many eyes... but here, in my secret haven..."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the soft blanket spread beside the fireplace before returning to Lin Feng's face.
"Or rather, at least for now... we can be a little... willful and forget about the rules, right?"
Lin Feng looked at her and understood what she meant.
The overwhelming emotions represented by that perfect favorability rating need an outlet, and this seems to be the most suitable place.
He didn't speak, but simply looked at her quietly, giving her tacit approval with his eyes.
Tang Xiaorui took a deep breath, stepped forward, got closer to Lin Feng, then stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
Lin Feng reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer into his embrace and deepening the kiss.
Lips and teeth intertwined, breaths mingling.
In dreams, the senses seem to be magnified, and every touch is crystal clear.
The firelight streamed over them, and the air was filled with the faint scent of firewood and the fresh fragrance of flowers in her hair.
Before they knew it, the two had moved to the bedside.
Tang Xiaorui sat on the edge of the bed, tilting her head slightly to look at Lin Feng, her eyes glistening with tears.
She raised her hand and took the initiative to untie the tie on the side of her dress.
Her clothes slipped down her smooth shoulders, revealing her beautiful, fair body, which seemed to be coated with a soft honey color in the warm firelight.
What followed was a natural progression.
Tang Xiaorui's twin ponytails, seemingly retaining the spirit of her previous battle, began to sway gently.
The ends of her hair seemed to have a life of their own, sometimes playfully brushing against Lin Feng's cheeks and neck, and sometimes obediently falling down to rub against his chest and arms.
Lin Feng could clearly feel an unfamiliar rhythm surging and beating in his blood, like a sail billowing in the wind...
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In the real world, in the principal's secret room.
Tang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his body taut like a sword about to be drawn, his gaze fixed on the two people lying side by side.
Xiaorui and Lin Feng's breathing became noticeably abnormal a few minutes ago.
"Huff...huff..." Lin Feng's chest heaved more, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.
Tang Xiaorui's reaction was even more alarming.
An unusual blush rose on her cheeks, like a ripe peach; her nostrils flared and her long eyelashes trembled.
Even more unsettling was that her hand, placed at her side, unconsciously gripped the soft cushion beneath her, her knuckles turning slightly white.
"Something's not right!" Tang Xiaofu was the first to panic. "Could it be that the second personality's dying counterattack triggered a tsunami of consciousness in the dream? Or did it create extremely painful mental hallucinations?"
Tang Yuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and his daughter's pained expression pierced his heart like needles.
"Dr. Elena!" He turned to Elena, his voice filled with barely suppressed anxiety.
"The situation is abnormal! Should we intervene forcefully? Initiate emergency wake-up?"
Dr. Elena pushed up her glasses, revealing a deep blue gaze behind the lenses that was almost coldly calm.
"No, we reject forced wake-up."
"Director Tang, I understand your concerns, but one thing is certain: forcibly waking someone up, especially at this moment when their consciousness is deeply immersed and their energy is fluctuating violently, is like suddenly slamming a wrench into a finely tuned machine."
"Mild cases may result in short-term memory impairment and disorientation, while severe cases may leave irreversible psychological trauma."
"What we can do now is to trust."
"I trust Lin Feng's abilities, I trust Xiao Rui's resilience, and I also trust the special connection that has just been established between them."
She glanced one last time at the two people lying there and whispered:
"Wait a little longer. Unless there are clear signs of a breakdown in consciousness or a rapid deterioration in vital signs, we are just watchmen."