Chapter 87 No Hope

He is dreaming...

Zhong Mengfan didn't know whether this kind of consciousness, knowing that he was dreaming, could be considered a lucid dream.

He recognized the scene in his dream. This was room 304 on the third floor of the Manzi Club.

Zhong Mengfan found him lying on the bed. He felt that he should sit up, but his body was still lying on the bed.

Is this his body?

Zhong Mengfan felt that it was, but it also seemed not to be.

Because I am dreaming, I cannot control this body at all

Then, the scene suddenly changed, and a man appeared on the bed out of nowhere.

The man grabbed the tail behind him with his hands...

When did I get a tail?

Zhong Mengfan felt baffled, yet he was certain the tail the man was holding was indeed his. Furthermore, he also "saw" a pair of animal ears on his head, which made absolutely no sense.

The one with the animal ears was Hu Hai. In an instant, he remembered a person's name, but the next moment, Zhong Mengfan couldn't remember who he was talking about...

Zhong Mengfan lay on the bed, unable to move, his tail being pulled. His tail was lifted up, revealing even more of his private parts.

Zhong Mengfan then realized that he was not wearing any clothes!

: Stop! Let go of my tail!

He was finally able to speak.

But the man on top of him did not stop his actions, but became even more presumptuous.

Zhong Mengfan struggled hard, and finally he was able to turn his head, and then he saw the man's face clearly.

——Wen Xia Ye!

Once again he remembered that he was dreaming.

This is his... fantasy.

Maybe because he liked her, he dreamed of Wen Xia Ye.

Thinking of this, Zhong Mengfan actually felt a little fortunate that he dreamed of the person he liked.

With a sense of guilt for having done something wrong, Zhong Mengfan gave up resisting.

Why should he resist... This is Wen Xia Ye.

Zhong Mengfan felt both ashamed and excited.

His tail was still being grabbed and manipulated, not only the tail behind him, but also the tail at the front...

He seemed to say to the man: No.

But he hugged the other person tightly with his arms, his body seemed to be eagerly craving for something, and even his tail was wrapped around the person's waist.

Zhong Mengfan had never been in a relationship before, and certainly had no experience in that area. Yet, he felt as if he had experienced that feeling in his dream, the ultimate forbidden pleasure of body and soul...

Martial Arts Field

Zhong Mengfan opened his eyes again. This was the martial arts field created by Wen Xiaye using his supernatural powers in the dream world.

Is today's training about to start?

For some reason, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Are you daydreaming?"

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wen Xiaye wearing a black combat uniform and holding a sword.

Zhong Mengfan then remembered the ridiculous dream he had just had. He avoided her gaze and said guiltily, "I'm sorry..."

Wen Xiaye asked, "What did you dream about?"

"Alas," Zhong Mengfan said in a panic, "How do you know I was dreaming?"

"Have you forgotten my abilities?"

Zhong Mengfan swallowed his saliva and turned his face away slightly. "I don't remember it very well. It was just a dream."

Wen Xiaye looked disgusted and said in a cold tone, "It's a lie."

Zhong Mengfan had never seen Wen Xiaye show this kind of expression to him.

Is he going to be hated?

Wen Xiaye said disappointedly, "I thought you would confess to me on your own initiative, but now it seems that my expectations of you were too high."

“No!”

Zhong Mengfan quickly shook his head and explained, "Because that dream... was so embarrassing, I couldn't tell you."

"Headquarters arranged for me to be your partner so that you can become a qualified professional hero as soon as possible, instead of having those unnecessary and boring thoughts. As a professional hero - you are disqualified."

Zhong Mengfan's face immediately turned pale. Even though Wen Xiaye was very strict during training, he had never said a harsh word to him before. At this moment, his expression and words were extremely cold.

Zhong Mengfan said in a panic, "I just... just like you."

Ever since he realized that he liked Wen Xiaye, Zhong Mengfan had imagined many times when he would confess his feelings to Wen Xiaye.

Perhaps, it was when he became an A-class hero and could prove his abilities.

I also imagined that he and Wen Xiaye were partners, and whether the kind of plot in novels where people gradually fall in love with each other would happen between them.

The only thing I don’t want to be in is the embarrassing situation I’m in now. Even saying the word “I like you” seems so pale and powerless.

The person who heard his confession now showed even more disgust towards him than before.

Wen Xiaye spoke slowly, "Who do you think you are? You're just a lucky guy who accidentally gained the ability of a ranger. No matter how you teach yourself, you're still just a C-rank hero. With such an identity, why would you have the illusion that I would accept your feelings?"

Zhong Mengfan was in a very embarrassing situation at this moment. His emotions and confession were an offense and full of blasphemy to that person.

Wen Xiaye looked up at Zhong Mengfan with a look of contempt, not caring about his feelings at all. "Then you want me to treat you the same way as in that erotic dream you had?"

Dream

Zhong Mengfan opened his eyes wide and shook his head desperately. His face flushed red when he was reminded of his erotic dream. "I didn't think that!"

But Wen Xiaye had no intention of listening to his explanation, and his attitude was scorching. "If you didn't think so, why did you have such a dream?"

Zhong Mengfan felt that everything that was happening now was wrong. He couldn't grasp the clues and had a confused feeling of memory disorder.

"Hiss." There seemed to be a buzzing sound in the ears that made people tinnitus.

Zhong Mengfan covered one of his ears and raised his voice unconsciously, "What kind of dream I have and what happens in the dream are not something I can control!" He was trying hard to explain to Wen Xiaye and prove that his feelings were not superficial carnal desires.

If it weren't for the dream, Zhong Mengfan wouldn't even be ready to confess. Because he knew very well that he was Wen Xiaye's disciple and partner. They seemed to have a close relationship, but as a C-class professional hero, he was too far away from Wen Xiaye in the world of superpowers where strength was everything.

——He is still too small.

Zhong Mengfan licked his dry lips and said with difficulty, "But, this kind of feeling is not something I can control. I don't think now is the right time to tell you that I like you. Can you, give me some time..."

However, his words were ruthlessly interrupted by Wen Xiaye, "Shut up."

The answer to Zhong Mengfan was the sword in Wen Xiaye's hand, "Puff." His heart was pierced.

The sword pierced his body, and it felt more painful than any other time before.

Wen Xiaye slowly drew out his sword, and due to inertia, Zhong Mengfan's body fell forward.

He raised his hand, trying to grab something, his fingers slid weakly across Wen Xiaye's cheek, and the blood on his fingertips fell on the other's face.

Their eyes met, and the other person stared at him coldly.

So scary.

His body was trembling with fear, but Zhong Mengfan couldn't take his eyes off the face stained with his blood.

it's beautiful.

She was clearly scared and in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

There is no cure for the truth...

But I felt this way in my heart.

My body was aching dully and even my thinking became slow.

Hopeless, what?

Ah, it's love.

Hopelessly in love with him

——Wen Xia Ye.

However, this emotion of mine cannot be sympathized or accepted by the other party.

As Zhong Mengfan was falling, Wen Xiaye raised his hand in disgust to block his forward leaning body, and then pushed him away with force.

“Hmm…”

Disliked, hated, and completely... rejected.

The pain and Wen Xiaye's action of pushing him away made Zhong Mengfan fall into despair. He could no longer stand. His body slowly fell backwards and his consciousness gradually faded.

【Author has something to say】

Around chapter 50 of this story, a cute girl asked me when there would be more emotional development between the top and the bottom. So, today's chapter is considered as progress, right? 233

Then look at my mouth shape: This is a very pure article, I am a pure love warrior!