Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：催眠总攻:被设定的男人们 , 全京城都在劝我们和离 , 帝王的共妻 , 团宠王府小福星 , 自大肌rou男被cao合集 , 黏度最佳恋人 , 时予卿君 , （快穿）少女的luanlun系统（nph） , 半兽人与暗精灵 , 蝼蚁 , yin欲猛男游戏（总攻） , 暖男之夏
oreality,realizinghewasonlyapenniless,homelessperson,thathisvastKingdomandfabulouswealthwereallillusionaryfabricationsofhisprolificbrainthatnoonecouldtakeaway．Heughedhystericallyrememberingthedespairandpanicofhisdreamswhichshookhimso,andhisdeviousendeavorsatespiowerereallymuchadoaboutnothing．Thesewerebutstrangedreams．However,thosebeautifulnakedwomenweresoreandeachhadherindividualpersonalityandvividbeautythatweresodistinctivethattheystoodoutasrealhumanbeingsandhecouldnotreciletothefactthattheyneverexistedexceptinhisdreams．Dimitrisattherefused，tryingtodistinguishbetweendreamsay，whenthegrowlingofhisstomachtoldhimitwastimetomoveon．Helookedupattheblueskiesandwonderedwhattimeitwas．Hehadnoseime，whichwasuselessandsuperfluoustohim．Itspassagericious,sometimesfast,sometimesslow．Atransparentwindbillowedthroughthebranches,causingthebuddingleavestoswayinunison．Dimitrithoughtthatperhapstime，too，movedlikethewind．Stirredbythemotion，thefadedpetalsofthewiltedroseoDimitriflutteredandfellonhiseye． “Ahyes!”hethought.“timedidmove．Itmightdosoimperceptiblybutthebudding，bloomingandfinallywiltingoftheflowersshowedthatitdid.What’sthediffereweenman’sfleshbodyandtheflowers?”,thoughtDimitri.“Itgraduallyagesaoo．Sothemostpracticalthingwouldbetofeedit．Onlywhenthefleshbodyisalive，itweavemoredreams．Inthissociety,peopleusetheirfleshbodyindifferentways．Somedomanualbor，othersdomentalbor，butitisalltowardsthesameend—toattendtothephysieedsoftheirbody,tofeed,clothaerit!Iwanttoletmyfleshbodyliveonandmakemoredreams.Ilovetodream.Ilovetomakedreams．Iamadream-maker．ThusIlive,notdisturbinganyoneandIdon’twantaodisturbme!"Hesmiledhappily，"Ah!Iwonderwhatkindofdreamswillstrayintomyslumbertonight!" 13 MysteriousDwelling GnawinghungerremindedDimitrihehadtofindsustenanceimmediately,forhisbodywasnodifferentfromthoseofotherlivingthings,vegetableoranimal,whichallneedednourishmenttosustaihedesignofthefleshbodyerfeeverydetail，butitdidgiverisetoalotoftrouble，forithadtobefedanditssexualurgeshadtobesatisfiedsomehow．Thiswastroublesome，butoherhand，alshtpleasure．Atthesametime,thefleshbodyhadtotendagainstdiseases，agingah．Dimitrididnotwanttothinkaboutitanyfurther．Itwasmoreexpedienttodealwiththepractieeds．Justashewasabouttogetupandgoouttolookforfood，ahugeshadowlookedoverhim．HisfirststartledreawasthatitwasCyclopsingafterhimforhisreveonsedlook，hefounditwasasixfootfour，300pound，blue-eyed，blond-hairedTitanofayoungmaninhistwenties,withawater-melonhoistedonhisshoulder,ingthroughtherosegardentowardsthehalf-burntruinsofahouse．Hewashummingindistinctlyashewalked，hishearingaidshowedthathehadhearingimpairment．Encumberedbyexcessweight,hismovementswereclumsy,buthisexpressionwasiandnaiveasachild’s，insinuatinghewasmentallyretarded．Suddenlywithashoutofjoy，heputdownhismelonandpounasword-shapedbambooonthegroundaeditssharpnessandflexibilityasamusketeerwouldhissword．Thenhesprangintopositionandfehit，decapitatingrosesasifhewouldanoppo’shead，causingaflurryofpetalsandleavestofalltotheground．Hehadhisfun,butcausedhavo