When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"It's okay, it's too wasteful to throw away the things you made for the first time."

"...Hey, hey, hey?!" Yong Ye's words stunned Ayla, who still wanted to grab something, and then her pretty face turned red, and she danced in panic, "You, you, could it be, could this be... ..."

"Don't think too much, just eat quietly."

"But, that's usually not..."

"So, it's just that you think too much. Eat honestly. By the way, I won't help wash the dishes. Who told you to think too much? Be careful not to break the bowl later."

"I'm not going to break the bowl!"

Ella pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, looking very unhappy, but she didn't notice that the topic had been changed...

Next, just like the daily life of this year, Yong Ye just had this insignificant daily interaction with this girl, which was flat and not too turbulent.

If nothing unexpected happens, maybe it will go on like this...forever.

On this hot summer night, Yongye after eating, lying on the bed as usual, only the stomach is covered with a light and thin quilt that is not easy to catch cold, closing his eyes and singing insects outside the window to sleep with.

But not long after, the girl who came back from the toilet in the next room touched him by touching the wall with her eyes closed, and habitually turned over and lay on her back when she touched the same bed as the one she slept on. On the bed, one slanted foot landed on Yong Ye's stomach, forcing Yong Ye to wake up from his sleep.

"well……"

Almost without thinking, Yong Ye knew what the thing on his stomach was, but he just put his arm on his forehead and let out a helpless sigh.

Frankly speaking, Yong Ye didn't really understand why he lived with a girl before. This situation is not normal no matter how you think about it. Although it is not surprising now, it's just that he doesn't understand when he thinks about it now. Now, what is their relationship?

Do you have superior and superior colleagues at work? Have you crossed this limit a long time ago? So lovers... don't seem to be close friends, are they? It seems...too close, right?

Thinking about such a trivial matter, Yong Ye turned his head and looked at the girl next to him, but the girl was still soundly asleep, ignorant of his observation.

The girl's reddish face did not have the complex and changeable expression of the past, and she unconsciously opened some of the hem of her pajamas, revealing her smooth and white belly, plus her defenseless sleeping position and quiet and lovely sleeping face, to be honest she was quite leading to crime.

If it wasn't for the police, Yong Ye might have wanted to touch the girl's abdomen secretly, of course...not out of lust, but purely out of curiosity.

It's just...Yong Ye, who couldn't sleep at night after being woken up, just looked at Ella like this. Sometimes she looks like a cute little animal, but in fact she is much cuter than a little animal. After watching for a while, he Feeling that it was not right to do so, he quickly got up from the bed.

Covering the girl whose navel was exposed, Yong Ye stood on the window sill and looked at the sky, blowing the night wind that was somewhat cooler than during the day, and took out the cigarette he had taken earlier and lit it for himself.

"...It just so happens that Ella is sleeping and no one can say anything about me."

Turning around, he glanced at Zhengxiang who was sleeping in the room, the girl who seemed to be drooling, and Yongye who exposed white polluted gas, just looking at the night scene of the city through the smoke, and then... suddenly became dazed again.

"...Speaking of which, why do I smoke? Is it because of work pressure? Interpersonal relationship? Previous habits? No...how did I have this habit?"

There are always contradictions in the world of dreams. This world is a dream of reality, but there are still contradictions.

However, a dream full of contradictions will make people subconsciously ignore its unnaturalness and see clearly the gap between dreams and reality. This is the uniqueness of this real dream.

If he hadn't possessed an extremely keen intuition, Yong Ye would definitely not be able to find out the problem of this dream, and any unnatural places would be subconsciously ignored, and... this is also reality, but it is more special... a reality that makes people unable to figure out the inconsistencies .

Even the current Yong Ye couldn't figure out why, so he could only sleep forever in this dream that made it difficult to distinguish the reality.

The confusing and bewildered days continued until the third year when he arrived in this world... the confusion he once held in his heart still did not disappear.

Not only did it not disappear, but it was still tightening his heart, making him feel unspeakably anxious.

There are many contradictions in the specialized reality. In this world controlled by Ayla, Ayla can feel his unconcealable emotions, but because she has sealed her memory, she doesn't know what it is all about.

One day, in the bedroom where they live together.

Yong Ye, who was bound by the special rules of the world, finally noticed something that caught his attention... The neighbors around him had more or less changed, but he and Ella remained the same.

Although three years is not a long time, normally there will be some changes, but... He took out the photos from three years ago and compared them with the present, but there is almost no change, the most is that the hair is blown by the wind The angles of the angles are different, and there is no difference at all in the others, and the consistency is so high that it is frightening.

This can only be regarded as a coincidence, after all, there is only three years to prove too much, but today he accidentally cut his hand with a knife when helping Ella chop vegetables, but found that nothing happened, and his fingers were neither painful nor itchy. No knife marks "What, what's wrong? Did you get the cut?!"

Ella, who was washing vegetables, noticed that the sound of the chopping board had disappeared, so she looked over subconsciously, and saw the scene of Yong Ye looking at it with her fingers. She was so nervous that she came closer and was going to get the medicine box that was always kept at home.

However……

"What! It's nothing at all, and you deliberately teased me? I will be angry too?"

Looking at Yong Ye's innocent hand, Ella mistakenly thought that Yong Ye was teasing her again, and angrily threw his hand away, complaining nonstop.

But Yong Ye didn't care about her complaints at this moment, but stared at his fingers in puzzlement. This was just a small thing that would be brushed aside by the particularity of dream reality for a long time, and he would soon ignore it.

However, the confusion that had accumulated for a long time, as well as the uneasiness bred by the feeling of incongruity that had nowhere to vent, made Yong Ye, who was also very special like this world, not ignore this problem.

He was holding the kitchen knife, and before Ella recovered, he didn't think more, because if he thought too much, he would be confused. He subconsciously tried to stroke his index finger at a level that would not hurt people. for a moment.

"Hey, hey! You, what are you doing!"

"It's okay...just experimenting, but...it's really all right."

"How could it be okay! That's also... Oh? Are you really okay?"

Ella, who hastily grabbed Yong Ye to stop him, and at the same time wanted to preach to Yong Ye about his self-mutilation behavior, noticed Yong Ye's fingers that were actually nothing wrong, and couldn't help but froze, and at the same time thought of One possibility "...is the knife blunt?"

"Impossible... There is nothing wrong with this knife, I can feel that it is still very sharp."

"Then...Yong Ye is, in fact, very thick-skinned? The kind that is invulnerable?"

"...Do you mean that I am so thick-skinned that I am invulnerable?"

"Yes! That's what it means!"

"..."

Perhaps it was because her inner thoughts were accurately understood, Ella accidentally forgot what happened before, and nodded vigorously to affirm Yong Ye's conjecture, causing Yong Ye to silently lower his head and put down the kitchen knife to look at the person beside him, with A smiling girl as always.

Before the girl could react, he stretched out his hands expressionlessly, grabbed her cheeks, and pulled them to both sides vigorously.

"Woo, woo woo~~! Nizaigang trees! The courier opened the nest! (What are you doing! Let me go!)"

"Sorry, Miss Ella, I don't understand what you are talking about, please speak clearly."

"Look through the nest! (Let me go)"

"...Do you mean to look at you? What do you want me to look at you? Is it a diary? Hmm~ You have a diary?"

As in the past, Yong Ye retaliated and bullied the girl, friend and colleague who lived with him, and only let her go after teasing her a lot.

When Ella rubbed her red face, fled to the side, and glared at him angrily, Yong Ye shrugged and smiled, "I'm sorry, who told you to talk about me, isn't there nothing I can do? To some extent, you are also self-inflicted, right?"

"snort!"

Ella didn't speak, just glared at him and ran back to the room, closed the door and sat on the bed with her back to the bedroom door.