Chapter 206 Chapter 206
That night, more than one person was awake.
Even during the evening activities, Hart had been craving a cup of coffee - he had not yet tasted the taste of this drink that was said to be refreshing.
But he doesn't have a mouth, so he can't seek benefits for himself.
Yes, it is welfare.
For those who are sleepy and need to work night shifts, drinks that can help them stay in a good mental state at night are a miracle product.
As he sighed, a mist swept through the corridor, dazzling Garcia, who was wrapped tightly and went out to pick up the leftover food. He slipped and fell down the stairs.
Misty paused, and when he saw the person he had accidentally implicated was held in the arms of Yophiel who suddenly appeared, Misty left with peace of mind.
He was going to find Garcia.
During the day, during lunch break, Hart had observed everyone while daydreaming.
Hart came to participate in this program simply because Pan told him that there were children in the program who needed to have sweet dreams, and asked him to come and help take care of them to prevent certain fantasies from keeping them awake in the middle of the night and scaring people.
The Fantasy Species itself was not within Hart's consideration. Among the remaining humans, Vespella and Samuel, who were obviously adults for a long time, were first excluded.
Garcia, Sang Luo, Mei Yang and Mian Mian are all adults who have just reached adulthood.
Sang Luo seems to be quite brave, so he shouldn't need any coaxing.
Mei Yang and Mian Mian, who seemed to need comforting the most, were both too educated. One of them had a dream full of advanced mathematics and English, and Hart himself didn't understand advanced mathematics and couldn't comfort her; the other had a nightmare about not doing homework, but there was a miniature dragon in the room. Hart had asked about it at noon, but was ruthlessly rejected.
Now, only Garcia remains.
Although this young foreigner speaks Chinese well, he has only had a few years of education and a low level of education, so he should be very easy to fool.
Hart thought he could take care of the person by just telling him a fairy tale about a prince, a princess and a dragon.
Hart actually likes to take care of children and give them sweet dreams.
Or, the centaur running in the field of hope, the mermaid fighting the singing bird, you and me on the elf tree and the elf fruit under the elf tree, the dead crawling out of the coffin to find his mother... These interesting little stories can't possibly attract a little foreigner, right?
Hart is brimming with confidence.
The fog crept into Garcia's room through the crack in the door, but there was no one in the room.
The fog stagnated.
He was sure that Garcia was not in the room.
Why is this little foreigner still living on American time even though he's abroad? Doesn't he sleep at night?
Hart turned into a physical body. Although his physical body only had one more set of clothes than Mist, and there was no head or face under the clothes, Hart felt that his face looked very ugly.
He doesn't like children who don't go to bed well at night.
Hart decided to change his target.
He turned into mist again and entered Mei Yang's room - wow, this kid wasn't in his room either!
Hart originally wanted to try his luck at Mianmian's place. Mianmian's room was in another corridor, and he had to pass through the living room.
Somehow, when Hart came down from upstairs, there was no one in the living room, but Pan had returned.
He stopped Hart and told him not to go into Mianmian's room: "That kid Lei Qie is more concerned about it than gold. He will be furious if you go in."
Hart nodded silently.
He was mute and couldn't speak in real life, but he still nodded politely.
Hart couldn't help but wonder, is there really anyone here who needs me to coax them to sleep?
There is only one target left, and that is the strongest-looking adult, Sang Luo.
Sang Luo's room was upstairs. Hart floated upstairs and still squeezed in through the crack in the door.
Fortunately, this time, he was not disappointed. Sang Luo was sleeping soundly in bed.
Moreover, the smile on Sang Luo's face was something Hart had never seen before - as a sleep demon, Hart had always only served children, and of course had never seen the expression on someone's face when they were having a wet dream.
Yes, Sang Luo, the author of gay pornographic literature, is having an erotic dream now.
He didn't know that there was a strange fog in the room staring at him.
Hart looked at Sang Luo's rosy little face as he slept, and suddenly decided that his previous judgment was wrong - Sang Luo only looked strong, and he might be the simplest, most innocent child who would be happy because of a sweet dream.
This made Hart very curious about what was in Sang Luo's dream.
Will a little cutie defeat a dragon? Will a farmer's horse run through a ring of fire? Will a prince marry a mermaid instead of a princess? Will a lost cub encounter the Elf King? Or will a mother and son team up to defeat their evil father?
What kind of story will it be?
Is it sweet? Adventurous? Fantasy?
Hart was very curious.
After all, he had never seen an expression similar to Sang Luo's on any other child's face.
I decided to choose Sang Luo, a true childlike person.
The fog was like a cloud of smoke, pounced on Sang Luo and completely enveloped him.
Hart the Sleepyhead, enters Sangluo's dream——
On a damp rainy day, Sang Luo was chatting with a handsome man in a cafe.
The man's face was sharply contoured, as if sculpted by a knife or an axe, his features delicate and deep. His eyebrows framed his eyes, lending a look of deep emotion. His lips were thin, gently pursed, hinting at apathy. His short black hair, curled only slightly at the ends and plastered to his cheeks, gave him an air of melancholy.
Sang Luo chatted with him about today's weather, and it was obvious that Sang Luo seemed to like this man.
Were they the kind of friends who would hang out together to read comics or play games on the playground? Hart wondered.
Soon, the two stood up and walked out, with Hart following.
After the man stood up, he put on a hat. Hart then noticed that the man's attire was very similar to his own.
They walked under umbrellas, and Hart followed silently behind.
In the dream, unless Hart is willing, the owner of the dream cannot catch him at all.
The dream omitted the journey and jumped to a room, which seemed to be a hotel room.
Sang Luo went to the bathroom to take a shower. There was no process, just the event of him taking a shower flashed through his mind - most dreams are irregular and confusing, but Sang Luo's dream was considered very organized.
Soon, he was face to face with the man again, and they both sat on the stool at the end of the bed.
What's the next step? Will they play Ranch Moon or Stardew Valley? Hart has been enjoying Obi Island lately; he thinks he can play games with them, just like a ghost.
However, there were no mobile phones or PS5s in the dream.
The two of them began to take off their clothes slowly.
Take off your clothes...
Hart is in a bad state!
He finally understood what was wrong!
This is not his area of business! He is a sleep demon, not a nightmare demon! He is not responsible for this!
Hart's Big Collapse!
Pan actually lied to him!
Hart was about to wake up from this dream, but he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded!
Sang Luo emotionally tried to take off the man's hat, but found that there was nothing underneath it, no head, nothing at all.
Sang Luo screamed and the dream ended.
Hart, who was ejected from the dream: "..."
I'm so anxious, I really want to have a long mouth.
Hart was 100% sure that the man in Sang Luo's dream was him.
Who else has no head under his hat?
Before, I just thought the shape was similar, but now it seems that Sang Luo was completely following my dream.
I even dreamed of Zhang Zi's fictitious handsome face.
Hart didn't know where to start complaining.
At the same time, he felt a faint, indescribable joy in his heart - how could I, a sleepyhead working in the children's business, be so popular in the adult world?
However, Hart still left quietly when Sang Luo got up, turned on the light and drank water.
Preventing the dreamer from discovering their existence is the common professional ethics of the sleep demon and the nightmare demon.
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In order to prepare breakfast for the next day, Garcia stayed awake and waited until the villa was so quiet that no sound could be heard before he quietly went out.
Fortunately, he often stays up late in his industry, otherwise he really wouldn’t be able to hold on.
Garcia's room was on the second floor, and when he went out he was facing a surveillance camera.
Out of professional habit, Garcia made a "yeah" gesture to the camera.
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
When Garcia reached the stairs and was about to go down, he suddenly heard a creaking sound.
He subconsciously turned around to see if someone else had come out, or if the door of his room was blown shut by the wind.
As a result, when he turned around, his eyes blurred and it seemed like a moist wind mixed with a lot of mist was blowing past him.
In the moment his vision blurred, Garcia slipped and his body fell backward into the air.
He knew he was finished. Even if his brain was fine, his arms and legs would not be able to withstand the fall.
Garcia closed his eyes.
As a result, the feeling of weightlessness only lasted for a second, and he was held in someone's arms and landed lightly on the ground.
Garcia was sure that it was a princess hold, with warm skin pressed against him, and he was being rescued.
With such skills, it's impossible for someone to be human. Could it be a fantasy guest? Who is it?
Garcia opened his eyes.
In the darkness, an angel descended.
Jophiel looked at him with indifferent eyes, and the six wings behind him spread out, holding him in his arms very protectively.
Garcia suspected that his sharp jawline could split his heart in two: one half fell in love at first sight and was obsessed with Jophiel's appearance; the other half was thinking about what Pan said about him attacking other guests.
"Are you okay? I was on guard and happened to see that you were in danger." said Jophiel.
Pan is lying!
Jophiel is so enthusiastic, so handsome, and so angelic! How could he possibly attack other guests?
Arnold must be lying too!
Jophiel is an angel!
"I have something to do. Please hold me in your arms. Please hold me and let me sit on the sofa." Garcia pretended to be shy.
After a pause, he asked curiously, "Where are you keeping watch?"
"On the farm, we caught two kittens stealing corn."
"A farm? Then how could you see I was in danger? What was your perspective?"
"I saw it with my eyes." Princess Jophiel stood up holding Garcia.
The place where he took over Garcia was the corner of a double staircase, which led up to the second floor and down to the living room.
When he was just being held, Garcia could only see the blind spot of the wall and could not see the other two directions.
Now, being carried and standing up, he finally understood how Yophiel saw with his eyes that he was in danger on the farm.
In front of him, in the air, there were countless flying eyeballs that looked like golden snitch.
Open eyes, with faint red bloodshot and upper and lower eyelids, real eyeballs.
There were hundreds and thousands of them, all staring at Garcia without blinking, blinking in unison.
Garcia:!
Jophiel carried him downstairs: "That's how it looks...Wake up, Garcia, why are you dizzy?"
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The author has something to say:
Love Letters by Mei Yang (two letters)
①Dear Daddy, thank you for funding my college education. Although you've always been reluctant to adopt me, I think since you've come with me to the show, doesn't that mean that in your heart, our relationship actually has other possibilities, another possibility of becoming each other's family? Whether you think so or not, I do, and I'd like to give it a try. So, enjoy our date.
① (A painting in which Melida does not have albinism and appears radiant)
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided me with nutrient solution between 2024-03-10 23:30:47 and 2024-03-11 23:14:04~
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Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!
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