Yi Lin heard the name again.

It seemed as if everyone knew Green in the whole town, but they didn't.

This time, Yi Lin's face did not show any emotions similar to surprise, surprise, shock, confusion, and other things.

He just smiled slightly and continued to wrap Alan's delicate brown curls with his hands.

Huh?

It turns out that the movements of the penis are really exciting.

No wonder Yiyi likes to spread his head.

Yi Lin suddenly had such an absurd idea.

"Have you seen him?"

"Alan hasn't seen it before."

Allen thought about it for a while, then shook his head vigorously.

"uncle."

Alan suddenly raised his head, looked at Yi Lin with his eyes as clear as sapphire, and asked timidly: "I want to know why they all have fathers, and Alan doesn't have fathers? Is Alan... not well-behaved enough? Is Alan's painting not good enough?"

Allen hesitated for a moment and lowered his head: "Did the painting Ellen painted looks very much like dad, and dad will come back?"

"No." Yilin said softly: "Alan is a good kid. Your paintings are also very...soul."

"But……"

"Don't worry. There will be one, your dad will definitely come back." Yi Lin approached a little, looking at Alan's blue pupils, as if looking at the sky: "Be good, go to sleep. When you wake up, you will have everything."

When Allen heard this, he had a black thread: "Uncle, how can you say such words of cheating children? It's so unreasonable."

Yi Lin smiled.

While chatting, Allen had already tidied up the crayons and paintings on the desktop and was ready to take a shower and go to bed.

"Goodbye Uncle."

"Goodbye Allen."

After taking a few steps, Allen turned his head again with a serious expression: "Judy secretly said that if his uncle wanted, he could stay here tonight for the night."

"Uh, please tell Judy that uncle is very busy, he will definitely do it next time."

"Okay! I'll tell Judy the next time."

Allen didn't doubt that there was a car, and smiled slightly, and a cute dimples squeezed out from both sides of his mouth: "Good night uncle."

"Good night Alan."

“I wish you a wonderful night.”

“…”

...

Yi Lin gave him enough room rates and did not choose to stay at Judy's house for the night.

——Inappropriate.

Xing Fei seemed to finally couldn't stand it and fell asleep completely.

Yi Lin was alone.

In the room.

Lower your head.

As the sky was dim, the lights shaking slightly above my head cast a mottled shadow on Yi Lin's face.

He kept rubbing the ancient compass in his hand.

On the compass.

The pointer keeps rotating, as if it is endless.

Yi Lin's expression? Although it doesn't seem to change anything on the surface.

But thinking carefully? It seems to be thinking, hesitation, and entanglement.

I don't know how long it took.

Xing Fei yawned? He walked in.

As he walked, he said, "This task is very strange. When I woke up, I couldn't even figure out whether I was in reality or dreams. It was very difficult to do! Huh? Wait? You should see me, right?"

Seeing that Yi Lin ignored him at all? Xing Fei couldn't help but lean forward and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of Yi Lin for a few times.

When the boundary between dreams and reality is broken, and when you wake up, you can't tell whether it is reality or dreams in front of you? This feeling? No matter who it is, it will feel extremely weird.

Yi Lin silently put away the compass.

When he raised his head again, Yi Lin looked at Xing Fei, with a gentle and warm smile.

In fact, if this time I partnered with Irin is a fat man, or Pan Xiaozheng? Or Oda Wu and others with rich experience, when they see Irin showing such kind smile, they will definitely hide as far as they can, and will silently repeat what Irin said again.

"If it were you? What would you do if you wanted to wake up from a dream?"

Xing Fei was stunned: "Wait? This question? You seem to have asked it once."

“Have you asked?”

"Ask? I'm 100% sure."

"I forgot."

“…”

"If it were you, what would you do if you wanted to wake up from your dream?" Yi Lin repeated the question again.

Seeing that Yi Lin had no intention of joking, Xing Fei replied seriously after thinking for a while: "It should be to do something very exciting. Clamping the face is just a kind of thing. Or is it falling from a high altitude? Or is it something else? In short, who knows, dreams are simple and simple, and complex and complicated."

Yi Lin took out the compass again and played with it over and over again.

A compass looks very fun.

Xing Fei also noticed that Yi Lin had a compass that looked nothing special in his hand, and the pointer was spinning drippingly.

It seems to be broken.

The direction pointed by the compass is motionless.

But the compass and pointers in Yilin's hand even turned out to a sense of rhythm.

The pointer rotated, making Xing Fei feel a little dizzy and chest tightness.

Before Xing Fei could ask more curiously, Yi Lin asked again: "How do you know if you are in a dream or in reality?"

"Uh... I'll pinch myself to see if I can wake up?"

"You'll know if you try it now."

As soon as Yi Lin finished speaking, she didn't expect Xing Fei to pinch her hard.

Very hard.

Although Xing Fei's power attribute is not too high, he is also very cruel to himself, and his left face began to swollen in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck? Ouch yo..."

Xing Fei covered his face and screamed in pain.

But I still haven't woken up.

Although the conversation between the two seemed to be a joke.

But Xing Fei already understood.

After the pain, Xing Fei's expression became extremely solemn: "What you actually want to say is that we have no way to tell whether we are in a dream or reality?"

Yi Lin nodded and shook her head again.

"But, I obviously fell asleep."

Yi Lin retorted: "Who told you that you will enter a dream after falling asleep?"

"But you obviously told them..."

Xing Fei said this casually, but he suddenly remembered Yi Lin's sinister smile after confronting the trio, and suddenly realized: "Wait, you are fooling them?"

"What are you talking about? They asked, "I kindly told him, don't I collect the money? How can this be considered a fool?"

Yi Lin smiled.

"It's amazing!"

Xing Fei slapped his thighs violently, and it hurts very hard.

But I still haven't woken up.

Yi Lin continued: "I personally think that dreams can simulate all appearances, but dreams must not be able to simulate some facts that a person's deepest subconscious mind."
To be continued...