Chapter 410 "Forever Your Little Bird"
"Finally, I can have a good sleep after returning to the hotel!" Xing stretched lazily. Before this, she had never thought that being able to sleep well was such a happy thing.
It's better than staying in the dream and unable to wake up.
"Well, it's time to go to bed," Fu Xuan glanced at the robin beside An Ming, snorted, turned his head away, and started his old tsundere business again.
San Yueqi laughed dryly a few times and said, "When you say sleeping, I think you mean just sleeping, right?" Is the scene in the nightmare finally going to become a reality?
The fragile little bird said to her in a gentle voice: "Xiao Sanyue, Anming has no strength left, please help push it."
Don't do that! Even if it's a nightmare, she doesn't want to dream about it again!
Liuying stood alone at the edge of the stage with her back to the crowd, from where she could overlook the entire Pinocchio. The Twelve Dreams, which had been completely swallowed up, were now experiencing a miracle as if time had gone backwards.
The shattered dream world slowly returned to its original appearance, and the golden hour regained its former prosperity, but the still deserted streets made people feel lonely.
Compared to everyone on the Starry Sky Train, Firefly was the first to enter the dream, and had many complicated feelings about the golden moment.
She always thought of herself without the spirit of words. Perhaps only in such dreams could she enjoy the feelings of being a "human" and feel the warmth and sunshine with this body.
The robin standing next to An Ming gave people a gentle feeling, but Liuying felt it was very strange. In her opinion, it shouldn't be like this.
It’s not that I can’t accept that An Ming has another sister, but...it shouldn’t be this way.
It was very strange, but Liuying couldn't tell what was strange. She felt relieved when she saw Xing jumping up and down, ready to take a leap of faith and jump off the building in Wuhu, ready to grab the trash can at the golden hour when no one was around.
Maybe there is really no need to think so much. Just enjoy the long-awaited rest time. Liuying feels a little sleepy. The smell in the air makes people want to find a soft pillow to have a good sleep.
"Come back here, no one would snatch the trash can from you even under normal circumstances!" Sanyueqi pulled Xing back in a bad mood. Doesn't this guy have any AC sense? Besides her, who else would go to a new place and empty the trash can?
"That doesn't make people feel uncomfortable."
Xing curled her lips and looked at the robin next to her, "Lao Ming, momentary happiness is not worth it, be careful of the Shura field."
"Speaking of joy... did you see the fireworks?"
The highlight discovered on March 7 was that the little devil lady disappeared from the stage at some point, as if she had never been there.
Fu Xuan said nonchalantly: "You're just a coward, afraid of being caught and spanked by me." She snorted. Compared to the robin, Master Taibu wanted to teach that hateful fool a lesson.
He should be hung on a tree branch with only his butt exposed, and beaten hard with the hilt of the Lifeless Sword until he cries out.
"I don't blame An Ming."
The robin smiled slightly, hugged An Ming's arm and whispered, "Sister Liuying came here first, so there's no reason for me to say anything."
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"Damn it, when did I fall into an illusion? This must be Hanabi's trick," Xing said while covering his right eye, feeling as if he was lost in a kaleidoscope illusion.
But when he thought of this kind of thing, Xing began to feel very sleepy, yawning repeatedly as he lay on Sanyueqi's shoulder.
Sanyueqi also felt inexplicably sleepy and whispered, "It seems that there is a theory that as long as the people around you yawn, it will trigger the people around them to yawn as well."
"I want to sleep hugging a trash can, a nice and soft trash can, hehe..."
"Your saliva is dripping onto my shoulder!"
San Yueqi pushed Xing's face speechlessly, asking if he could go back to the hotel to sleep. Besides, no normal person would think that a trash can is soft!
"There are still rooms available in the superior suites of the Daydream Hotel. If you don't mind, please have a good rest," Robin leaned in An Ming's arms, but still showed the virtuous and reliable nature of a hostess. As the actual person in charge of Pinocchio, it would be no problem for Xing Lai to use the entire Daydream Hotel as a bed, let alone a superior suite.
"Great!"
Xing was so happy that he looked like a 500-pound star core. You know, even in the entire universe, the Daydream Hotel is considered to be one of the most luxurious places, and the top suites are pure enjoyment.
An Ming stared at the robin, with many complicated expressions flashing in his eyes, but he finally nodded and smiled: "Okay, let's go to the hotel and rest first."
The robin smiled sweetly, took An Ming's arm, and spoke softly: "I also want to talk to you a lot, when I'm not with you... everything about you."
She wanted to know every smile of An Ming, every sleeping face, and even every breath.
If there is no robin in An Ming's life, then the robin's life will no longer exist.
"I will tell you whatever the little bird wants to know," An Ming stroked the robin's hair, his eyes doting and gentle.
As long as the robin is willing, he will pretend that he knows nothing and stay with her.
But he is not just the Son of Order he once was.
Listening to the ticking of the clock in their ears, perhaps they really don't have much time left.
Fu Xuan stood aside with her hands folded in front of her chest, staring into An Ming's eyes and snorted. She indeed did not understand Pinoconi's dream, but she understood An Ming.
But as An Ming's legitimate wife, Fu Xuan could only look away helplessly. Perhaps both An Ming and the robin still needed time to think.
She simply closed her eyes, feeling the familiar feeling of waking up, and was the first to leave the dream.
San Yue Qi was also dragged out of the dream by Xing. They all didn't know why they were so sleepy that they could hardly open their eyes. They almost fell asleep on the stage.
"Then, we'll meet in reality."
Liuying smiled slightly and chose to leave the dream, leaving this place to An Ming and Robin.
Anyway, An Ming fell into the dream with her, and they were together when they woke up. Liuying didn't care about the current time, because there would be many opportunities after waking up.
In the end, only An Ming and the robin were left on the stage. They stood quietly on the edge, hand in hand, watching the birdcage gradually turn into golden powder and dissipate upwards.
"You're not going back?" The robin turned his head and smiled. "As for dreams, they won't change no matter when you look at them."
"Dreams don't change, what about you?"
An Ming looked at the robin, wanting to get some kind of answer.
The robin gradually stopped smiling and said calmly, "I will always be your little bird."
but...
It won't always be Pinocchio's robin.