Although Wu Miaomiao's identity has not been fully confirmed, Ji Lang actually believed it a little. After all, even if he had to calculate him, he couldn't find an excuse for such a lie. But after going upstairs, he still called his parents, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.
"Ji Lang?" When Mama Ji received the call, her voice was full of surprise.
"It's me." Because of his ability to dream, Ji Lang didn't get close to his parents when he was a child. When I grew up, I was independent and rarely went home. Even the phone greeted me every year. He didn't know how to communicate with his parents. At this time, the phone was connected, except for a dry answer, he didn't know how to continue the topic for a while.
"Are you...what's the matter?" Mother Ji understands her son's character, and if she suddenly calls now, there must be something wrong.
"I have something to ask you." When Ji Lang saw his mother take the initiative to ask, his expression immediately became natural. He glanced at Wu Miaomiao who was still obediently standing in the hallway and asked, "Do you know someone named Wu Miaomiao?"
"Wu Miaomiao?"
"A girl from an ethnic minority who just turned eighteen years old..."
"Fiancee." Wu Miaomiao couldn't help reminding when Ji Lang introduced the key point for a long time.
The corner of Ji Lang's mouth twitched, "...said the child bride you booked for me?"
"Minority, child bride, I remember." Mother Ji said excitedly, "Are they really looking for you?"
"What the **** is going on?" Ji Lang raised his eyebrows.
"That was more than ten years ago. It's almost fifteen or six years. In that year, your dad and I took you on a trip to southern Yunnan, and you suddenly became ill...No, it's not an illness, it's..." Suddenly panicked.
"It's okay, you continue to say." Ji Lang looked still.
He knew since he was a child that, in the eyes of his parents, they were more willing to believe that their son was sick than having a monster son.
"Just...you cried at night for a while, and sometimes you screamed. That day, when we were resting in a local stockade, you suddenly made...dreaming and crying a lot in the middle of the night. I'm afraid you would noisy the tourists who came along , I took you out of the hotel, and met a local wizard at the door."
"wizard?!"
Seeing Ji Lang look over, Wu Miaomiao nodded happily, thinking he was asking her for confirmation.
"This is how the local villagers called her. She glanced at you and said you were having a nightmare, and then reached out and patted your head, and you immediately stopped crying." Ji's mother recalled, "So second Early in the morning, your dad and I left the travel team and stayed in the stockade, wanting the wizard to treat you... I won’t let you have nightmares anymore. But the wizard suddenly said that he liked you very much and wanted you and her. Only when my apprentice decides on a baby kiss, he is willing to help you."
"Then you agreed?"
"We had nothing else at the time." Mother Ji explained, "And since she never contacted us, your dad and I thought the wizard was a joke."
Ji Lang took a breath and didn't continue to pursue the question: "Then why does she have my current address?"
His current house was bought by himself as an adult, how could anyone who hadn't contacted him for more than ten years knew it.
"More than a month ago, the wizard suddenly sent us a message asking us your current address. We wanted to tell you, but during that time you were in a bad situation? So I just..."
"How do you know my condition is not good?" Ji Lang's eyes darkened. He kept himself at home when he became ill a month ago. No one should know.
"You are not looking for Doctor Cheng." Mother Ji said.
Ji Lang knew it. Last time he lost control, he hadn't slept for almost five days and five nights. Dr. Cheng estimated that he was afraid that he would notify his parents.
"They came to you? What are they trying to do?" Ji's mother asked.
"I haven't asked." He just confirmed Wu Miaomiao's identity.
"Ji Lang, this wizard did help you when you were a kid, you...you have a better attitude. Also, if they want you to fulfill their marriage contract..."
"Do you want me to agree?" Ji Lang frowned.
"No, mom knows that you have your own ideas. The marriage appointment was also rushed. When you were young, you never asked your opinion, so if you don't want to, we won't force you. We left the stockade at the beginning. At that time, your dad also left a lot of money for the wizard. However, you also know your own situation, maybe you will need help from the wizard in the future, you say so..." Mother Ji carefully expressed her opinion.
"I will figure it out." After speaking, Ji Lang hung up the phone.
He didn't like to hear such a cautious tone, as if for fear of angering himself, which would remind him of bad memories.
Exhaling a suffocating breath, Ji Lang turned around, Wu Miaomiao still standing at the entrance, seeming to know that his identity has been confirmed, the girl's eyes flashed with joy.
Ji Lang suddenly understood why he was not disgusted when he saw Wu Miaomiao at first sight, and even allowed her to follow him when he thought she was a ghost. It was not because he was in a good mood, but because of Wu Miaomiao’s expression, the expression at this moment, with bright eyes and smiling lips, looking at him earnestly and kindly, which he hadn’t seen in a long, long time. .
As his ability to dream into dreams gets stronger and stronger, he has entered more and more nightmares, and the hostility, yin and resentment surrounding his body also increase, so that the aura he gives to others is very gloomy.
Every time you take the subway, you will definitely be checked for your ID. As long as you meet the police on the road, you will be called to stop and look at you. Everyone sees him, either avoiding or frightening, or frowning uncomfortably. He hasn't met a person for a long time, and smiled when he saw him.
"Come in." Ji Lang said.
Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, he slipped off his shoes and ran into the living room barefoot.
Ji Lang glanced at the girl's white and tender feet, then turned to go to the shoe cabinet in the hallway and took out a pair of slippers that he didn't wear: "Put it on."
"Thank you." Wu Miaomiao put on the slippers, her small soles wrapped in the big slippers, a little funny.
Ji Lang glanced at it and then moved away. He leaned on the back of the sofa chair and asked Wu Miaomiao, "I haven't been in contact for more than ten years, so what did he come to me for suddenly?"
"My master asked me to marry you home before he died." Wu Miao miao said.
"Marriage?" Is the term the opposite?
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao nodded and said happily, "Miangong, come back to the mountains with me."
Ji Lang's face suddenly darkened: "Did you say the opposite, I will marry you if you marry."
"No, in our Wu clan, it was women who married men home, so I would take the train all the way to find you." Wu Miaomiao explained earnestly.
Still a matriarchal clan?
"So, you came all the way to welcome your relatives?" Ji Lang leaned closer to Wu Miaomiao.
"Yeah." Wu Miao nodded greatly.
"I've called my father-in-law, then should we go to the bridal chamber first?" Ji Lang deliberately said.
He wanted to see if this girl still had no common sense.
Wu Miaomiao tilted his head and began to think. Although he and Future Xianggong have not yet hosted a banquet, he is already the last wizard of the witch clan. In fact, there are no relatives or friends to banquet, so the banquet can't be organized. It doesn't matter. Besides, now is different from before. The bridal chamber does not have to be after the wedding.
And the master also said that the other half of the wizard is very hard, so as the head of the family, you can't be arbitrary, can't show feminism, you have to spoil the comrades more, and you can listen to the comrades innocently.
"Yes." After thinking about it, Wu Miaomiao nodded happily.
"!!!"
Ji Lang, who had originally leaned forward to watch the girl's joke, fell back on the sofa in shock.
"It's almost ten o'clock, I've been on the road for more than a day, can I take a bath first and then the bridal chamber?" Wu Miaomiao looked at the clock on the wall and seriously suggested.
"Do you know what a bridal chamber is?" Ji Lang seriously suspected that this girl didn't understand the meaning of a bridal chamber at all.
"Of course I know. What age is it now? Our primary school students are beginning to fall in love." Wu Miaomiao gave an expression that I didn't know.
"..." Ji Lang's pupils were earthquake.
Lost, he, a man in his twenties, actually lost to an 18-year-old Nizi in this regard.
Although this little Nizi may have been in love since elementary school, and was more sophisticated than him in terms of feelings, but the growth was too tender, Ji Lang really couldn't help it, and finally he put the person in the study.
The house he bought was an eighty-nine-square-foot two-bedroom house. Because he was the only one living in the house on weekdays, he changed the second bedroom into a study room with a sofa bed, which was enough for Wu Miaomiao to rest.
Ji Lang naturally didn't want Wu Miaomiao to stay here, and he never thought about getting married. But this girl could travel all the way to find him, and even said that she would marry him back to the mountain, so it can be seen that she is a brain axis and will not leave easily.
But he has no other ability to make people stay away from himself, which is almost instinct.
After taking a shower and coming out of the bathroom, Ji Lang glanced at the direction of the study.
As long as this girl is asleep, he can enter her dream, when he digs out all the secrets in Wu Miaomiao's heart. In order to let her know that in front of her, she would have no secrets and no privacy, so she would take the initiative to leave in fear.
For twenty-four years, this is how he made people around him fear and avoid, including his parents.
Wu Miaomiao drove the road for more than 30 hours, changed cars and trains, and said so many things to Ji Lang in the evening. After taking a shower, she became sleepy and almost fell asleep when she lay down. And just as she fell asleep, Ji Lang in the master bedroom immediately felt it.
Ji Lang curled his lips, lay on his bed, closed his eyes, and began to invade Wu Miaomiao's dream.
Five seconds later...
Ji Lang opened his eyes suspiciously.
Can't find the dream? Didn't this girl dream? It shouldn't be, he has clearly felt the existence of the dream just now.
After thinking for a moment, Ji Lang closed his eyes and tried again.
Ten seconds later...
Ji Lang opened his eyes again, lifted the quilt, and went to the next door with a black face.
"Well, delicious, delicious."
In the study, Wu Miaomiao was sleeping very sweetly wrapped in a blanket, biting a pillow in her mouth, and babbling while dreaming.
Ji Lang crouched in front of the sofa, less than ten centimeters away from Wu Miaomiao, and tried to dream again, but still failed.
"I don't believe it, I can't enter your dream." Ji Lang didn't believe in evil anymore, he grabbed Wu Miaomiao's sweet pillow, leaned down, and pressed his forehead against Wu Miaomiao's forehead, intending to directly follow Brain invasion.
"Ok??"
In the dream, the sweet Wu Miaomiao who was gnawing on the ribs suddenly couldn't find the ribs. She looked around anxiously, then found a piece of braised pork, and happily bit it on.
"Well!"
Lips hurt, Ji Lang straightened up in surprise, staring at someone who had just bitten him in disbelief.
"Broiled pork is not allowed to run."
In his dream, Wu Miaomiao saw the braised pork in his mouth running away again, and hurriedly reached out to grab it. Just as Ji Lang was about to shake off Wu Miaomiao's arm that was holding him, suddenly his eyelids sank, he was a little sleepy, and then he slowly fell down.
Although Wu Miaomiao's identity has not been fully confirmed, Ji Lang actually believed it a little. After all, even if he had to calculate him, he couldn't find an excuse for such a lie. But after going upstairs, he still called his parents, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.
"Ji Lang?" When Mama Ji received the call, her voice was full of surprise.
"It's me." Because of his ability to dream, Ji Lang didn't get close to his parents when he was a child. When I grew up, I was independent and rarely went home. Even the phone greeted me every year. He didn't know how to communicate with his parents. At this time, the phone was connected, except for a dry answer, he didn't know how to continue the topic for a while.
"Are you...what's the matter?" Mother Ji understands her son's character, and if she suddenly calls now, there must be something wrong.
"I have something to ask you." When Ji Lang saw his mother take the initiative to ask, his expression immediately became natural. He glanced at Wu Miaomiao who was still obediently standing in the hallway and asked, "Do you know someone named Wu Miaomiao?"
"Wu Miaomiao?"
"A girl from an ethnic minority who just turned eighteen years old..."
"Fiancee." Wu Miaomiao couldn't help reminding when Ji Lang introduced the key point for a long time.
The corner of Ji Lang's mouth twitched, "...said the child bride you booked for me?"
"Minority, child bride, I remember." Mother Ji said excitedly, "Are they really looking for you?"
"What the **** is going on?" Ji Lang raised his eyebrows.
"That was more than ten years ago. It's almost fifteen or six years. In that year, your dad and I took you on a trip to southern Yunnan, and you suddenly became ill...No, it's not an illness, it's..." Suddenly panicked.
"It's okay, you continue to say." Ji Lang looked still.
He knew since he was a child that, in the eyes of his parents, they were more willing to believe that their son was sick than having a monster son.
"Just...you cried at night for a while, and sometimes you screamed. That day, when we were resting in a local stockade, you suddenly made...dreaming and crying a lot in the middle of the night. I'm afraid you would noisy the tourists who came along , I took you out of the hotel, and met a local wizard at the door."
"wizard?!"
Seeing Ji Lang look over, Wu Miaomiao nodded happily, thinking he was asking her for confirmation.
"This is how the local villagers called her. She glanced at you and said you were having a nightmare, and then reached out and patted your head, and you immediately stopped crying." Ji's mother recalled, "So second Early in the morning, your dad and I left the travel team and stayed in the stockade, wanting the wizard to treat you... I won’t let you have nightmares anymore. But the wizard suddenly said that he liked you very much and wanted you and her. Only when my apprentice decides on a baby kiss, he is willing to help you."
"Then you agreed?"
"We had nothing else at the time." Mother Ji explained, "And since she never contacted us, your dad and I thought the wizard was a joke."
Ji Lang took a breath and didn't continue to pursue the question: "Then why does she have my current address?"
His current house was bought by himself as an adult, how could anyone who hadn't contacted him for more than ten years knew it.
"More than a month ago, the wizard suddenly sent us a message asking us your current address. We wanted to tell you, but during that time you were in a bad situation? So I just..."
"How do you know my condition is not good?" Ji Lang's eyes darkened. He kept himself at home when he became ill a month ago. No one should know.
"You are not looking for Doctor Cheng." Mother Ji said.
Ji Lang knew it. Last time he lost control, he hadn't slept for almost five days and five nights. Dr. Cheng estimated that he was afraid that he would notify his parents.
"They came to you? What are they trying to do?" Ji's mother asked.
"I haven't asked." He just confirmed Wu Miaomiao's identity.
"Ji Lang, this wizard did help you when you were a kid, you...you have a better attitude. Also, if they want you to fulfill their marriage contract..."
"Do you want me to agree?" Ji Lang frowned.
"No, mom knows that you have your own ideas. The marriage appointment was also rushed. When you were young, you never asked your opinion, so if you don't want to, we won't force you. We left the stockade at the beginning. At that time, your dad also left a lot of money for the wizard. However, you also know your own situation, maybe you will need help from the wizard in the future, you say so..." Mother Ji carefully expressed her opinion.
"I will figure it out." After speaking, Ji Lang hung up the phone.
He didn't like to hear such a cautious tone, as if for fear of angering himself, which would remind him of bad memories.
Exhaling a suffocating breath, Ji Lang turned around, Wu Miaomiao still standing at the entrance, seeming to know that his identity has been confirmed, the girl's eyes flashed with joy.
Ji Lang suddenly understood why he was not disgusted when he saw Wu Miaomiao at first sight, and even allowed her to follow him when he thought she was a ghost. It was not because he was in a good mood, but because of Wu Miaomiao’s expression, the expression at this moment, with bright eyes and smiling lips, looking at him earnestly and kindly, which he hadn’t seen in a long, long time. .
As his ability to dream into dreams gets stronger and stronger, he has entered more and more nightmares, and the hostility, yin and resentment surrounding his body also increase, so that the aura he gives to others is very gloomy.
Every time you take the subway, you will definitely be checked for your ID. As long as you meet the police on the road, you will be called to stop and look at you. Everyone sees him, either avoiding or frightening, or frowning uncomfortably. He hasn't met a person for a long time, and smiled when he saw him.
"Come in." Ji Lang said.
Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, he slipped off his shoes and ran into the living room barefoot.
Ji Lang glanced at the girl's white and tender feet, then turned to go to the shoe cabinet in the hallway and took out a pair of slippers that he didn't wear: "Put it on."
"Thank you." Wu Miaomiao put on the slippers, her small soles wrapped in the big slippers, a little funny.
Ji Lang glanced at it and then moved away. He leaned on the back of the sofa chair and asked Wu Miaomiao, "I haven't been in contact for more than ten years, so what did he come to me for suddenly?"
"My master asked me to marry you home before he died." Wu Miao miao said.
"Marriage?" Is the term the opposite?
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao nodded and said happily, "Miangong, come back to the mountains with me."
Ji Lang's face suddenly darkened: "Did you say the opposite, I will marry you if you marry."
"No, in our Wu clan, it was women who married men home, so I would take the train all the way to find you." Wu Miaomiao explained earnestly.
Still a matriarchal clan?
"So, you came all the way to welcome your relatives?" Ji Lang leaned closer to Wu Miaomiao.
"Yeah." Wu Miao nodded greatly.
"I've called my father-in-law, then should we go to the bridal chamber first?" Ji Lang deliberately said.
He wanted to see if this girl still had no common sense.
Wu Miaomiao tilted his head and began to think. Although he and Future Xianggong have not yet hosted a banquet, he is already the last wizard of the witch clan. In fact, there are no relatives or friends to banquet, so the banquet can't be organized. It doesn't matter. Besides, now is different from before. The bridal chamber does not have to be after the wedding.
And the master also said that the other half of the wizard is very hard, so as the head of the family, you can't be arbitrary, can't show feminism, you have to spoil the comrades more, and you can listen to the comrades innocently.
"Yes." After thinking about it, Wu Miaomiao nodded happily.
"!!!"
Ji Lang, who had originally leaned forward to watch the girl's joke, fell back on the sofa in shock.
"It's almost ten o'clock, I've been on the road for more than a day, can I take a bath first and then the bridal chamber?" Wu Miaomiao looked at the clock on the wall and seriously suggested.
"Do you know what a bridal chamber is?" Ji Lang seriously suspected that this girl didn't understand the meaning of a bridal chamber at all.
"Of course I know. What age is it now? Our primary school students are beginning to fall in love." Wu Miaomiao gave an expression that I didn't know.
"..." Ji Lang's pupils were earthquake.
Lost, he, a man in his twenties, actually lost to an 18-year-old Nizi in this regard.
Although this little Nizi may have been in love since elementary school, and was more sophisticated than him in terms of feelings, but the growth was too tender, Ji Lang really couldn't help it, and finally he put the person in the study.
The house he bought was an eighty-nine-square-foot two-bedroom house. Because he was the only one living in the house on weekdays, he changed the second bedroom into a study room with a sofa bed, which was enough for Wu Miaomiao to rest.
Ji Lang naturally didn't want Wu Miaomiao to stay here, and he never thought about getting married. But this girl could travel all the way to find him, and even said that she would marry him back to the mountain, so it can be seen that she is a brain axis and will not leave easily.
But he has no other ability to make people stay away from himself, which is almost instinct.
After taking a shower and coming out of the bathroom, Ji Lang glanced at the direction of the study.
As long as this girl is asleep, he can enter her dream, when he digs out all the secrets in Wu Miaomiao's heart. In order to let her know that in front of her, she would have no secrets and no privacy, so she would take the initiative to leave in fear.
For twenty-four years, this is how he made people around him fear and avoid, including his parents.
Wu Miaomiao drove the road for more than 30 hours, changed cars and trains, and said so many things to Ji Lang in the evening. After taking a shower, she became sleepy and almost fell asleep when she lay down. And just as she fell asleep, Ji Lang in the master bedroom immediately felt it.
Ji Lang curled his lips, lay on his bed, closed his eyes, and began to invade Wu Miaomiao's dream.
Five seconds later...
Ji Lang opened his eyes suspiciously.
Can't find the dream? Didn't this girl dream? It shouldn't be, he has clearly felt the existence of the dream just now.
After thinking for a moment, Ji Lang closed his eyes and tried again.
Ten seconds later...
Ji Lang opened his eyes again, lifted the quilt, and went to the next door with a black face.
"Well, delicious, delicious."
In the study, Wu Miaomiao was sleeping very sweetly wrapped in a blanket, biting a pillow in her mouth, and babbling while dreaming.
Ji Lang crouched in front of the sofa, less than ten centimeters away from Wu Miaomiao, and tried to dream again, but still failed.
"I don't believe it, I can't enter your dream." Ji Lang didn't believe in evil anymore, he grabbed Wu Miaomiao's sweet pillow, leaned down, and pressed his forehead against Wu Miaomiao's forehead, intending to directly follow Brain invasion.
"Ok??"
In the dream, the sweet Wu Miaomiao who was gnawing on the ribs suddenly couldn't find the ribs. She looked around anxiously, then found a piece of braised pork, and happily bit it on.
"Well!"
Lips hurt, Ji Lang straightened up in surprise, staring at someone who had just bitten him in disbelief.
"Broiled pork is not allowed to run."
In his dream, Wu Miaomiao saw the braised pork in his mouth running away again, and hurriedly reached out to grab it. Just as Ji Lang was about to shake off Wu Miaomiao's arm that was holding him, suddenly his eyelids sank, he was a little sleepy, and then he slowly fell down.
