Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 1132 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 55)

Xie Chenzhou rarely dreams, and even when he does, his dreams are mostly related to the company's plans during the day. He has never had a dream as overly realistic and bizarre as this one.

From the moment he realized he was dreaming, he found himself immersed in a warm and cozy little room, where even the sofa beneath him felt excessively realistic.

But that's not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that at this moment, his line of sight is a huge glass wall. If it weren't for the faint light reflected from the ground, it would be hard to tell that the mirror in front of him is real and allows him to take in the scenery on the other side.

Xie Chenzhou frowned, somewhat confused about what had happened. His dreams had never been so bizarre before.

But the next second, a sound came from the other side. The door to the bathroom diagonally opposite was pushed open from the inside. A moment of heat blocked his view. When the heat dissipated, Xie Chenzhou only saw a slender figure slowly walking out and heading towards the opposite side of him.

It was a woman, and an exceptionally beautiful one at that.

She seemed to have just taken a shower, wrapped in a white bath towel. Her wet, short hair clung messily to the side of her neck, and water droplets slid down her fair, jade-like shoulders and back, flowing over her slender neck and shoulders before disappearing into the edge of the towel.

Xie Chenzhou didn't know what was wrong with him. He should have kept his eyes closed, but instead, he stared intently at the woman, feeling a tightness all over his body.

Even if the woman in his dream had her back to him, and there was nothing to see except her back and neck, and even if the people he saw at the banquet were dressed much more revealingly than her, it was still different.

Xie Chenzhou was mesmerized by every inch of her exposed skin, especially by her casual and languid movements as she wiped her uneven short hair.

Under the warm yellow light, her bare arms and shoulders gleamed with a delicate luster, like fine mutton fat jade, exuding an alluring softness.

Xie Chenzhou felt a burning restlessness explode from the bottom of his heart, spreading through his limbs and bones to every nerve in his body.

At that moment, he even forgot that he was just dreaming, staring at that figure with deep and focused eyes.

It's not just a simple desire, but a deep-seated yearning, a possessive obsession that wants to hold someone firmly in its grasp and ingrain them into its very bones.

He subconsciously held his breath, his gaze greedily tracing every inch of her contours, from her uneven hair to her snow-white shoulders and neck, to her waist already wrapped in a bath towel, and then to her equally snow-white and slender ankles.

Every part of her made his heart tremble, and he longed to break through that glass and hold her in his arms.

Perhaps due to the overwhelming obsession in her heart, her body, which had been frozen in place and unable to control itself, stood up on its own. Before Xie Chenzhou could even react, she had already quietly moved to the glass, her fingertips, still burning hot, gently touching the cool mirror surface.

His gaze was more like a ruler, measuring the figure of the person in front of him, his fingertips seemingly tracing down her back on the glass wall.

It was as if you could touch her smooth skin through the glass.

Xie Chenzhou could even clearly feel that his dream self was just like his current self, filled with infatuation for the woman opposite him. It was a deep-seated longing, carrying the preciousness of something lost and found and an unmistakable desire for control. Even his breathing trembled because of this extreme emotion.

Xie Chenzhou himself didn't understand when he developed this abnormal behavior.

He could have anything he wanted, yet here, in this dream, he played the role of a perverted voyeur.

"Miaomiao..."

His body suddenly spoke, a low, hoarse murmur escaping from his dream self, carrying an intensely suppressed tenderness and longing, like a fine needle piercing Xie Chenzhou's consciousness unexpectedly.

Amazing?

Is her name Miaomiao?

It was truly wonderful.

However, the name gave him a vague sense of familiarity, a familiarity that even made his heart tremble.

Xie Chenzhou didn't have time to think too much. He just felt that he hadn't seen enough, that he could never get enough of the other person, and even felt that the glass in front of him was too much of a hindrance.

As if sensing Xie Chenzhou's dissatisfaction, the woman opposite her paused in wiping her hair and slowly turned around.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the girl's face like a kiss. At this moment, Xie Chenzhou even felt that time was moving at an extremely slow pace for her. He looked at the layer of light that shone on her cheeks. Her face, which was originally hidden, slowly turned half of its profile, revealing itself in the light and shadow.

With arched eyebrows, a delicate nose, and naturally pink lips, he recognized this face—it was...

Tan... Miaomiao?!

But this face now is more lively and vibrant than I remember, more pure and unadorned, and has something that he finds addictive.

They looked exactly the same, but this one made his scalp tingle, his heart pound, and his blood feel like it was about to flow backward.

It's her!

Xie Chenzhou's body was screaming. Even knowing who she was, he still wanted to kiss her eyes and brows, to kneel down and submit, and to make her eyes see only his image.

This obsession had nothing to do with reason or memory; it was purely an instinctive pull from the depths of his soul that made him completely intoxicated by it and willingly succumb to it.

In his dream, he pressed his fingertips against the glass, his knuckles turning white, and the infatuation in his eyes was so intense that it seemed he wanted to devour the barrier and drag him into his own world.

It's clearly not just one person.

Beyond his infatuation, Xie Chenzhou also felt an extreme sense of dread. He feared the dream would shatter, that this woman who had captivated him would vanish from his dreams, and that he would lose his beloved...

Xie Chenzhou knew clearly that he loved the woman in his dream, the woman in front of him, not Tan Jiashu's sister, whose appearance he would have forgotten if he hadn't met her once.

But dreams eventually fade. Just as he was indulging in this burning obsession, the scene suddenly shattered before his eyes. The warm yellow light, the misty vapor, and the slender figure scattered like fragments, leaving only boundless darkness.

Xie Chenzhou suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his heart pounding as if it would burst out of his chest, and the blood in his body still boiling from the throbbing in his dream.

The villa was silent, with only his heavy breathing echoing in the empty room.

He raised his hand to cover his face, his fingertips still lingering on the traces of her outline. The anxiety and emptiness in his heart were amplified many times over by the dream, turning into a surging obsession that swept over him.

Wonderful...