"You can't control yourself so much?" Mu Lingjin couldn't help laughing. "There's nothing you can do about it, Xiao Xiaoqiu is impotent to others! I'm so energetic towards you!" "It hurts!" "Baby, didn't you notice that when you said it hurt in such a breathy voice, Xiao Xiaoqiu got even more excited!" "Ling Qiu, your uncle!" "You are my baby, my boss, why have you become my uncle again? But as long as you like it." "..." The dream suddenly shattered. When I woke up from the dream, I looked at everything unfamiliar around me, and suddenly realized that it was all just a dream. Either the dream was too realistic, or I was trapped in it too deeply. You keep saying that you love me, and I have not left you, nor have I stopped loving you, but you selfishly say that you love me, but for my sake, you have to leave. Is it good for me? What's good for you is for me, at the expense of losing you? You are the most cruel person to me in the world and the person I hate the most. What I hate the most is learning illusions, but you force me, you force me to turn everything around me into you, and everyone I see looks like you. Everyone advised me to forget you, but I was obsessed with dreaming about you and couldn't extricate myself. . . . So why do I have you in my dreams but not see you? . . . It turns out that you are still my favorite.