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    I think I will meet him eventually.  In countless dreams.  The boy in the black windbreaker.  His eyes are sharp and deep.

    I want to learn a kind of magic.  Magic that can control people's hearts.  For many years in the past, I had no freedom.  But I yearn for freedom, maybe only by controlling the hearts of others, can I be free.  thought long time.  I went to the mountain far away from the world.  I heard there is a magic school there.

    I studied magic at that school.  And when I saw that school, it was incredible.  This school is exactly like in my dream.  Here, I will meet a boy.

    I often dream.  Maybe this is where I am different from ordinary people.

    I can see things that others cannot see.

    One day, I told a person beside me that I saw a boy.

    They asked me what I looked like.  The tone was obviously joking.  I know they don't believe me.

    "Handsome. Very melancholy." I answered truthfully.

    "Oh, nympho dream." They perfunctory me casually.

    It rained heavily that day.  I didn't open an umbrella and walked on the way home alone.  I always feel that someone is following me behind me, the footsteps are sometimes far and sometimes near, and the breath is strange and familiar.

    I know it's the boy.  He appeared clearly in my dream.  I want to turn around and see his true face.  I want to ask what his name is.  I wonder why he followed me?  But I was afraid and timid.  I'm afraid he will slip away.

    In the dream that day, he told me that there is a magic school in a deep mountain, and you will learn the magic you want to learn.

    I am so excited.  Suddenly woke up from the dream.  Beads of sweat oozed on his forehead.  I squeezed a corner of the quilt tightly.  The heart suddenly bloomed a beautiful and delicate flower.  I want to learn magic.  This idea has always been with me.  I envy a magician who can conjure up what he wants with a magic wand.  That boy, the beautiful silhouette in the sun.

    If I learn magic.  I want to control him.  I don't know who he is?  His facial features, his joy, have nothing to do with me.  I kept dreaming about him.

    I worked hard to learn magic.

    Because I know that at a certain time, at a certain place, I will meet him.  If I meet him, I will try my best to prove my magic.  He will be the first to surrender to me.

    Someone at school asked me why I came to study magic.

    I don't know how to answer.  One late night, I got up from the bed and walked to the quiet courtyard, watching the watery moonlight pouring on the roof, listening to the branches swaying gently in the wind.  I don't have the strength to shake the confusion of the night.  If possible, I would like to stand at the center of the universe and let everything revolve around me.  My memory stops there, still.

    He said, you are the loneliest person in the world.  That's why I aspire to stand in the most dazzling position.

    I think he showed up.  He became one with the darkness of night.  Unclear outline looms.  black.  He should be wearing black clothes.  That's why it's hidden in that void.  Otherwise, I will find him.  Completely see who he is?

    I want to use magic to make the night transparent.  I have worked hard for a long time, but there is no improvement.  He probably guessed my thoughts, hehe sneered.  I am not afraid of his ridicule.  He was already taller than me.  He hid in the dark and saw me clearly.

    "I didn't learn magic because of you." I said loudly childishly.

    "So what if it is. It has nothing to do with me."

    "Who are you?"

    "Who? Does it matter?"

    "You took my freedom away."

    "It's you who are willing to be controlled by me."

    He laughed wildly.  The world seemed to have a thick fog.  We are in it.  The wind and sand of time, the vicissitudes of time.  There are countless pictures in front of my eyes.

    ?From the time I was born into the world, the first time I walked, the first time I spoke, I have no hair, I have short hair, I have a short and thick body

    What I see is myself.

    In that room.  Suddenly the lights went out, and I saw a girl with terrified eyes.  She is afraid of the dark.  She didn't want her companion to abandon her.  But she dared not speak out, for fear of being laughed at.  She hid in that dark place, her body trembling.

    I didn't save her.  I can obviously save her.  She has the same face as me, she is my soul.  But I let her cry.

    Through the transparent glass wall, someone was scolding her. It was obviously not her fault, but no one believed her.  She is trying to grow up, and no one sees her hard work and strength.  I can explain for her, even if my strength is weak.  But I didn't do it, let her?Self-harm

    She is reading a book alone.  She doesn't want to go out.  She writes with her left hand, and she keeps drawing circles on a piece of white paper

    She is tired.  Laughed, cried

    Those pictures are constantly stretching in front of me.

    "You killed her with your own hands." His cold voice seemed to pass through the turbulent crowd, and it took me a long time before I heard it clearly.

    "No, I am not."

    "I pity you, so I came to your dream. Your dream is a void. I never play word games. People will meet many people in their life. Most of them are passers-by. Occasionally, I pass by your dream  , I saw her dying. I want to save her. She is poor and sad in your body. It doesn't matter who I am. I exist in your imagination. I have no body, so you can't see me. This  It's a dream, and the dream will eventually wake up. Everyone will return to their original position. The people and things you care about are just short-lived illusions. The reason why you can't get out is because you trapped yourself there.  No one binds you, you bind yourself."

    Magic schools do not exist.  All this is false.  I was caught in that premeditation.  who is he.  He was lying, trying to divert my attention, thinking that I would believe him and stop trying to find him.  He was wrong, he must exist, whether in a dream or in reality.  Because he possesses supreme magic, everything is covered up.  He is unfathomable and does not move, but he makes my world turbulent.

    I tried my best to clear away the layers of fog, the boy hiding in the darkness.  He must have a good face, unsmiling, deep in the clouds, appearing in a touching scene.

    I woke up.

    The palms are full of sweat.  How can one control a person's soul without learning magic.

    The rain outside the window is still falling.  I stared blankly, belonging to the most peaceful moment in my heart.  Maybe in my dream I was wearing a colorful magic school uniform, holding that magic wand in my hand, dissipating all bad memories and leaving only the best memories.

    The boy did not come to me.  He was in that school of magic and he had the most powerful magic.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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