dmims Chapter 302 I Love You
Chapter 302 I Love You
Chapter 302 I Love You
After saying that sentence, Dick had disappeared.
Then Hela appeared here.
"Well, this is a dream? Yes, this is a dream." After she said this to herself, she looked at Ji Chen: "So, are you dreaming too?"
Ji Chen doesn't know how to answer, isn't this a dream?
But is it illusory?
It seems that he doesn't know, after all, dreams represent illusion, not reality.
But at this moment, Hela's appearance and tone were exactly the same as he had imagined.
But don't dreams come from your own imagination?
Just like that dick, it should be imagined.
Thinking of this, he nodded, and told his true feelings: "I don't know if I'm dreaming, or you are dreaming, anyway, I think I'm dreaming."
Hela: "..."
She felt that Ji Chen might not understand what she meant.
Or, the idiot didn't realize he was real?
Or did he just know it was just a dream?
Although, this is really a dream.
Hela's heart suddenly moved: "You have helped Meng a lot, and he is thanking you with dreams."
I am also thanking all things in the world, and wishing all creatures have a beautiful dream today.
Don't doubt, although Meng Jun has a weird temperament sometimes, but most of the time he can still distinguish most emotions.
Ji Chen nodded slightly: "It's a strange feeling."
Then he asked, "What can I do?"
"It depends on what you want to do, it can be realized in a dream."
"I think?" Ji Chen shook his head: "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have anything on my mind, and some things I want are a realistic result, not an illusory process."
"Is there nothing else you want to try?" Hela asked with an interested eyebrow.
Ji Chen shuddered: "I believe it now, it's absolutely not true, how could you have such an expression... Oh yes, imagination is always one step ahead of reality, it is indeed possible."
For example, it is very possible to die like this, so maybe Hela who got her power is also like this?
It's really scary to think about it.
Hela: "..."
Ji Chen could see that her complexion seemed to be very bad, and hurriedly wanted to remedy it, but after thinking about it, this place seemed to be a dream, and there was no need to remedy it.
But it seems that it is not good to let it go.
But the question is, what did he say wrong just now?
How about a word to ease the predicament at this moment.
He looked at Hela again, and the goddess of death was looking at him with vague curiosity, but this curiosity did not affect her identity, her expression, and her amazing beauty.
The long-haired woman in dark green clothes had removed her unorthodox makeup and Ling Ran's murderous intent at some point, leaving only a peaceful beauty now.
As death said, what she represents is never wanton killing or painful wailing, but comfort, release, and benevolent relief.
Thinking of this, Ji Chen said, "Actually, there is really one thing I really want to do right now."
Hella: "What?"
The surrounding pure white scene suddenly changed, and black and red colors suddenly spread from the gap between the white and white, dyeing the entire space in an instant.
This is the scene of hell, and Hela, who has lived in hell for many years, naturally knows it. What's more, she just watched a gambling fight between Meng Jun and the devil in hell.
But there are also some differences.
For example, on this uneven ground, thousands of bewitching flowers bloomed at some point.
The whole piece is red, the petals are slender and curly, with the same curly silk thread in the middle, and it fills the whole space. It is red like fire, enchanting and gorgeous, but it is inexplicably sad like blood.
In this kind of beauty, in this kind of flowers, there are only flowers but no leaves, the high and low light and dark flows alternately, there is only red, only burning fire, only flowing blood, without any other variegated colors.
Hela rubbed the corners of her eyes. There was nothing wrong with it. Although there was no wind, the flower field was indeed swaying, and the whole field seemed to be on fire or bleeding.
"Hella, I want to say..."
When Ji Chen opened his mouth again, he collided with Hela, was startled, and stopped quickly.
Hela immediately recognized what it was, and subconsciously said, "Manzhushahua, flowers and leaves will never meet each other. Love is not a cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death, and you will always know each other but you can't fall in love. What can't be touched in this life On the other side, let go of all the memories, and the flowers will become the spring of heaven."
Ji Chen was dumbfounded: "..."
"So, Ji Chen," Hela asked suspiciously, "I know that here you can manipulate your dreams and do whatever you want, but I'm also quite curious, do you have anything other than fulfilling your weird ideals? outside ideas."
"But, what are you doing with so many Bana flowers?"
Ji Chen: "..."
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.
The illusion of the dream is very real, he understands this, everything presented is no different from his impression, so he has no doubts.
But dreams can never teach him new knowledge that he does not know.
Ji Chen has always been very ignorant of theology.
He only knows that the goddess of death has lived in hell for a long time, and hell seems to drive a very beautiful manjusawa.
Therefore, he not only misunderstood the meaning of Manzhushahua, but also discovered the key point.
This is so true! ! !
He would rather believe that this is the knowledge given to him by the dream than believe that this is the real Hela! ! !
Hela also saw the sudden change in Ji Chen's expression, but chose to remain silent.
Well, after all, there was nothing to say.
She just thought it was because Ji Chen didn't know the meaning of manjusawa, so he used it rashly. Anyway, Ji Chen's knowledge of theology was ridiculously lacking.
To be honest, she may have guessed what Ji Chen is going to do.
He thought it was fake anyway?
There is no need to lie about the mirror image of yourself.
At this moment, Ji Chenye seemed to recover.
"Forget it, I just said it's not true and I can't achieve it," Ji Chen whispered dejectedly: "Anyway, no one sees it, and there's nothing to be ashamed of."
"What did you say?" Hila didn't hear clearly.
"I said," Ji Chen cleared his throat, "It doesn't matter if it's true, and it doesn't matter if it's fake."
"Probably from the first time we met, I felt a little strange about you, although I later realized that it was the power of death that connected us together."
"In the beginning, I was very afraid of you, and what I knew about you was that you were a violent dictatorship who only liked to fight and kill everywhere. He killed those who didn't like him with one knife."
"But later, I found out that you have changed, perhaps because of being alone for several years in a space with only two people. While being lonely, the only comfort is to know that there is another existence here."
"Then in Asgard, I saw your memory, from a pure, caring and sympathetic little girl, to how you transformed into the high-ranking person of the Lord of Death."
"At that time, I felt distressed."
"Afterwards, we have experienced a lot together. Although you acted unintentionally, maybe I am self-indulgent, and I can always feel your hidden concern...God can't go on, maybe I am really self-indulgent, because, Anyway, it’s useless to say more, it’s just that I’m too timid, I even dare to say in my dream, no, I didn’t even think I had that qualification at the beginning, and now I don’t seem to have it, God, what the hell am I talking about, Anyway, it has nothing to do with this world, I just face up to my inner thoughts.”
Ji Chen rubbed his forehead in distress, the more he talked, the more he couldn't speak.
But he really wanted to try it today.
"That's right, the world is messed up, no, it's okay, I just want to say..."
"Hella, I love you."
(End of this chapter)