Chapter 57: Wrong Paranoid Love

Chapter 57: Wrong Paranoid Love

Dreaming of hitting the jackpot doesn’t involve mysophobia.

But when I thought that the snail girl might really be a man as Shen Yijin said.

Moreover, he uses the same set of toiletries and cup as me, and even might eat the same food. The dream of hitting the jackpot makes me feel a little nauseous.

This reaction of dreaming of hitting the jackpot instantly made the netizens in the live broadcast room understand that Shen Yijin was right.

[Ahhh, this is similar to sasaeng fans. It’s terrifying just thinking about it. 】

[Male snail! My dream of hitting the jackpot is so good that my face is pale. Why don’t you listen to the host and prepare to move quickly! 】

[Oh my God, is that person still rummaging through the trash can? It’s really scary when you think about it. I dreamed of getting lucky, but now that person is the one cleaning up my house. Maybe it really happened…]

Just now, he just felt sick when he dreamed of getting lucky, but after reading the comments, he really vomited.

I didn’t see the pictures in the live broadcast room, but it was not pleasant just to hear the sound.

"Do you want to verify it?" Chen Yijin stabbed him in the heart as if she didn't know how uncomfortable it was to have a dream come true. "If you don't confirm it, you must be very reluctant to believe it in your heart."

"He hasn't had time to wash the underwear you changed into today. You can check it out if you go check it out."

Shen Yijin's words sounded like the devil's whisper to Meng Meng's ears.

Thinking of a certain possibility, the dream of hitting the jackpot became extremely ugly.

He threw his phone aside and ran towards the bathroom.

After a while, the dream came back.

[Hahaha, it’s so sad that my dream doesn’t come true, but I really want to laugh hahahaha! He had just sworn that there was a snail girl and he wanted to marry her, but now that he knew she was a male snail, his face turned green. 】

[I made a before and after comparison emoticon package, are there any sisters who need it? 】

[Hahaha, you upstairs are so greedy. If you take away all the bamboo shoots, how will the pandas on the mountain survive? 】

He dreams of hitting the jackpot and tries to ignore the comments. His filter for the so-called Snail Girl is now shattered and he feels that this home of his is no longer habitable.

Now, no matter how familiar the home environment is, he feels that it is full of surveillance cameras, and that perverted man might be staring at him at any time.

Dream of hitting the jackpot was frightened by his own thoughts. He was afraid that the pervert would hear his conversation with Chen Yijin, so he spoke in a low voice as if he was whispering: "Host, please think of a way for me! Will he follow me after I move? Is there any way for me to get rid of him completely?"

"Don't think about asking the 'Snail Girl' to serve you at this time." Chen Yijin sneered and joked about dreaming of getting lucky.

I dreamed of hitting the jackpot, but now I regret it: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have believed in those gods and Buddhas I've never heard of on the Internet, worshipped them blindly, and even told them my birth date. Please, host, show me a way!"

Regardless of whether they are real gods or Buddhas, telling them your birth date and time is equivalent to agreeing to do a deal with them.

There are too many gods and Buddhas who know that dreams of good fortune are based on one's birth horoscope. It is not easy to solve this problem from the root.

The current situation is all his own fault. Chen Yijin did not sympathize with him: "There is no other good way at the moment. Moving frequently can alleviate the problem and make them find you later."

Meng Meng hit the jackpot with a look of froze, and he stammered, "They? There's more than one in my house?"

“Don’t you know how many gods and Buddhas you have worshipped? Two-thirds of them are evil gods and evil Buddhas. They have finally found a believer, so how could they let you go so easily?” When Chen Yijin first connected with his dream of hitting the jackpot, he calculated that he still had 50 years to live, but now it has become 49 years.

His life span was decreasing every minute and every second. If he had dreamed of good luck and not prayed for these things, he could have lived to 84 years old.

Hearing Chen Yijin say this, my dream of hitting the jackpot was completely disheartened.

He is very regretful now. Wouldn't it be better to live a down-to-earth life? Why does he have to hope for luck?

Now, he got lucky, but it was bad luck.

Chen Yijin: "It's useless to think so much, just move first. But it's not that easy for you to move now. Apart from anything else, your 'Snail Girl' won't let you go easily."

Dreaming of hitting the jackpot, he broke out in a cold sweat. After listening to what Shen Yiji said, he always felt that the pervert was standing behind him at this moment, staring at him with crazy and paranoid eyes, wanting to swallow him up in one bite.

His limbs were stiff, and he dared not move at all: "I really know I was wrong, anchor, please save me!"

He waited anxiously for Shen Yijin to show him a way out, but Shen Yijin stopped talking.

“Click, click…”

The sound of footsteps rang in Meng Meng's ears. Big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead. He swallowed hard and felt that every sound of his leather shoes hitting the ground was like a torture to him.

"Did I do something wrong? Why do you want to leave me?"

"I see your wish. You want someone to take care of you, to wake up every day and have hot meals, and to stay at home and enjoy yourself without doing anything. I have done all these. Why do you want to move?"

"Everything here is bought according to your preferences. Don't you like it here? We can move to another place, but you can't leave me..."

"You are not as good as before. If I take away the door handle, will you be able to return to your former self and stay with me obediently?"

"Don't leave! You are mine! Don't even think about escaping!"

Dream of Striving for Good Luck felt a sinking feeling on her back. The man spoke every word in a hoarse voice, and the sound floated directly into Dream of Striving for Good Luck's ears.

Too close, at this distance, it felt like someone was leaning over and talking in his ear...

He was trembling with the dream of striking it big. He didn't even want to pack his bags. He wanted to escape from here and move to another place to live.

The brain has issued the command, but the body, which is dreaming of hitting the jackpot, has not received the signal and remains frozen in place.

"I've been so good to you, why do you still want to run away? I won't allow you..."

The hoarse voice has not stopped yet.

My dream of hitting the jackpot made my scalp tingle and my spirit almost collapsed.

He really regretted it. If he had known that he would be entangled by such a pervert, he would never pray to the gods and make wishes.

Who can come and save him!

Anchor: The salvation of all living beings? police?

It doesn't matter who comes, he just wants to live now.

"With your guts, you still dare to believe in so many gods and Buddhas. Do you think your life is too long?" Shen Yijin's cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded. At this moment, the dream of hitting the jackpot seemed to have seen salvation.

He wanted to shout for help and ask Shen Yijin to save him, but he couldn't even open his mouth, let alone speak.

He could only scream frantically in his heart: Anchor, please save me!

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