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306 Moe Story(1/2)

In Xia Kun's cognition, apart from the dream space, the so-called [superpowers] are still operating on a leading pseudoscientific concept.

Therefore, according to their technical level, the purpose of eliminating a person's existence may not be a real erasure. The memory of someone may not be eliminated, but rather it turns into a subconscious mind and is hidden.

Dreams are at some point the manifestation of the subconscious mind.

So, if Mengjie’s dream is a subconscious feedback.

"Clang clang clang clang clang! At this time, you should take out the [Dream Creation Code·Awakening of Consciousness]!"

Xia Kun knocked Alyssa hard on the head, "Don't be too late, hurry up and give me the code."

"Yes, yes... Brother Kun, there are a total of 12,000 Dream-making coins, and automatic deductions are supported."

Xia Kun took out the [Dream Creation Code·Awakening of Consciousness] from Alisha. If you don’t remember the effect of this code, you can add some more science. Awakening of Consciousness can allow Xia Kun to enter the target’s designated dream, which is equivalent to searching for the other party’s subconscious memory. Last time, Xia Kun used conscious awakening to search for the dream of Ji Xiaoxuan’s father Ji Hongkai, and discovered the existence of cognitive and hoku.

In fact, in that dream, Xia Kun met Meng Xueli - although her appearance was terrifying.

System prompt: The awakening target has been confirmed to be Meng Meng, please confirm the dream keywords.

Xia Kun thought about it and lost [Meng Xueli] and [Cognitive Hexue].

System prompt: Awakening Dream is Generating, please wait—

【Cute Story】

When Meng Meng woke up, she found herself sitting in a classroom. The furnishings in the classroom were a bit old, and the table was still a table with two people.

Meng Meng looked at her slender fingers and the piles of review materials on the table. She noticed that she was still wearing glasses.

"Meng Meng? Are you okay..."

Meng Meng looked up and noticed that the boy at the same table next door was staring at her with concern.

She blushed slightly.

This boy looks very elegant and gentle, with a clean and refreshing flat head and round-frame glasses, and he dresses up very simple.

Meng Meng cleared her throat, "What class is now?"

"Just just had an afternoon break... Did you not sleep well last night? I saw that the lights in your room were still on at twelve o'clock."

Meng Meng nodded, "It seems like she has a bit...a weird body."

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. You have to take good care of your body. We have to do our best."

"Yes." Meng Meng nodded with a smile.

Meng Meng dressed very simply in her senior year. She always had a clean and tidy watermelon head and never wore a skirt. When she saw her, she always held a book in her hand. However, because she was well developed, boys often teased her like this behind her back, which made her very unhappy.

Yang Ke is one of the few boys who will not make fun of Meng Meng. He is the class monitor. He is very scholarly and gives people a gentle and elegant feeling. He also has one of the best grades in the grade. He is one of the few boys who are highly expected to be admitted to Qinghua University.

There are many girls who like Yang Ke, but it is said that he refused privately. The only girl who is closer to him is Meng Meng. The two have been together for more than a year. Of course, in addition to this relationship, they also have a relationship that is not known to the public.

Yang Ke and Meng Meng have known each other since elementary school, and they are childhood sweethearts neighbors.

This age is the age of youthfulness. If you act inadvertently, your face will blush and your heart will be beating, which is intoxicating.

If such a relationship is known to the students, it will definitely cause a sensation.

So they usually have to stagger the route even when they go home from school.

However, Yang Ke later suggested that it would be dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night, so the two of them started to go home together.

But in the first half of the journey home, the two of them would still stagger their positions and walk one by one.

Yang Ke didn't look very strong, even a little weak, but in Meng Meng's eyes, he was still her knight.

But it's just a knight.

There were also many good girls asking Meng Meng if she had tried to confess to Yang Ke.

However, Meng Meng was thinking of a way to make excuses.

Because Meng Meng knew Yang Ke’s intentions.

The day before filling out the application form, Yang Ke asked about Meng Meng's application form.

And the latter might have wanted to ask him a long time ago.

"I should go to the south," Meng Meng said, "I have been to the north a few times and may not like the northern climate."

"That's how..."

"Where are you?" Meng Meng looked at Yang Ke's face, as if she wanted to find a trace of loss on his face.

"I... should be able to go to the imperial capital. Of course, it doesn't mean that I will definitely be admitted to Qinghua University, but..."

Only when it comes to having something to do with his sister does Yang Ke show such an expression.

He hid his hidden thoughts in his heart, she kept this secret for him, and even took the initiative to assist him.

Meng Meng's sister works in the research institute. She is very busy with experimental research and rarely has the opportunity to go home, at most twice a year. And she is reluctant to relax these two times and spends most of the time on the phone.

"Yeah, mom doesn't need to sort it out anymore. I don't want any of these. I'll go back to the imperial capital tomorrow. I don't have to care about my things when moving, throw away what should I throw away. Just wait until Mengmeng's notification comes down and just tell me the phone."

Meng Meng stood quietly at the door of her sister's room.

She was always so quiet that she didn't notice her existence until her sister came out to pack her things.

"Is there anything wrong, Mengmeng."

"This." Meng Meng handed over the letter hidden behind him, "It was Yang Ketuo I handed it to you."

This letter was actually written by Meng Meng herself, but she knew it was something that Yang Ke wanted to do but was shy and afraid to do.

"..." The sister took the letter, just glanced quickly, and then patted Meng Meng on the head, "Silly girl, how could I be interested in such a little brat?"

"But," Meng Meng replied, "Sister, you clearly said--"

"That's a joke," the sister knocked Meng Meng on the head, "And, you are the one who really likes him, right? Why do you want to match me?"

"No...I just-"

My sister put her shoulder and said warmly in her ear,

"If you like it, just chase it bravely. Even if you are hated, it doesn't matter. Don't wait until you really lose it before regretting it for the rest of your life."

Unlike Wen Jing and introverted and ordinary self, Meng Meng's sister has been a charming goddess of academic dominance since she was a child.

Meng Meng knew very well why Yang Ke looked forward to her sister, because she looked forward to her like Yang Ke.

But no matter what Meng Meng planned to do, it was too late for her to do.

Yang Ke fell in the college entrance examination room, and the intracranial tumor seemed to be in its late stages.

In order not to affect Meng Meng's distracted exam, she only received the news after finishing the last exam.

She sat at the hospital door and cried all night. It was not until all the classmates and teachers who visited her were exposed that she was lost and came to Yang Ke's ward in a daze, forgetting to wear glasses.

At this time, Yang Ke was still in a state of awakeness, but his vision was a little blurred. Looking at Meng Meng who was gradually walking towards him, Yang Ke suddenly murmured,

"Sister Lily...?"

Yang Ke's voice suddenly made Meng Meng feel at ease. She nodded with tears in her eyes, and her tone couldn't help but raise it a few degrees, "Yes, it's me, why are you so depressed?"

Meng Meng began to change her dress.

She took off her plain and monotonous glasses and changed into invisible.

She straightened her hairstyle and put it into the same style as her sister's. She began to try lipstick, eye shadow, manicure, and clothes without affecting Yang Ke's physical treatment. She also changed all the styles her sister would wear to take care of Yang Ke.

Just like that, a month has passed.

She actually always hoped that Yang Ke would recognize her, and she smiled and teased her, "You are so inferior to the sister you are."

But Yang Ke did not.

His daily awakening time is getting shorter and shorter.

He occasionally asked about Meng Meng’s recent situation several times—that was limited to this.

She took the initiative to deliver food to Yang Ke for Yang Ke for her family. Sometimes she was anxious to go to the hospital and didn't even care about herself, so she would order a takeaway on the way to the hospital by riding an electric bike.

Most of the time, the takeaway that Meng Meng ordered was braised chicken rice. The takeaway industry in Hongmei County was not developed. The takeaway near the hospital tasted bad except for the chicken rice.

But such care and companionship cannot bring about the improvement of Yang Ke's condition.

His condition worsened so rapidly that while Meng Meng's family moved to Wenhan City, he was also transferred to the ICU ward of a well-known Grade A hospital in Wenhan City.

Meng Meng did not go to the south in the end, and the university she applied for was the Imperial Normal University.

Because she originally thought that it was the school that Yang Ke would go to.

On the eve of school, when Meng Meng visited Yang Ke for the last time, the clean and beautiful big boy was now tortured by illness like a living skeleton.

When Meng Meng came to meet Yang Ke, his consciousness did not recover.

This should be a farewell.

Meng Meng thought.

She was already very tired, and the tears she should have dried up.

She held Yang Ke's hand and sat quietly for a while.
To be continued...
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