Book3:WereMyDreamIs
书迷正在阅读：黑手党继承人爱上我 , 静谧流淌 , 世界之罪 , 《繁星坠落时》前菁英刑警现暴躁攻x暗黑杀手偏执疯狂受——我不想做谁的英雄，只想做你的英雄。CWT69 , 绑定jingye收集系统（np 高h） , 催眠总攻:被设定的男人们 , 深夜的修复师 , 请你教我如何爱! , 抱抱那个替身（虫族）【番外】 , 立志写轻小说的我，难道不可以谈一场恋爱嘛! , 聚众吸万人迷beta的日常 , 身边人
orldwhichIfeelisnodifferentfromstrollingalongthesereneaifulpathsofmyKingdomofDreams?TometherealworldisthesameastheKingdomofDreamsandMyKingdomofDreamsisincludedinthisrgemetropolis.”DimitriwalkedalonghappilyfollowedbythecloudfromtheKingdomofDreams. Dimitriactallykickedaywilelyingbytheroadside,whichrolledawayforquiteadistancebeforefallingdownaflightofsteps.Thereonthet,itbrokeintmentswithafrighteningcrashthatsplihecalmandquietoftheearlym.Thesunwasalreadyup,scatteringitsbrilliantraysovertheearth,buttheatmosphereherewaseerilysilent,lifelessahargic.Couldalltheresidentsherebesick?Ifso,theirillnessmustbeserious,evenmortal.Tobemoreprecise,itwasnottheresidentswhowereill,butratherthewholesocietyhadbeeterminallyill.herorpedestrianscouldbeseenoreetsofthisneighborhood.Everywheretheeyecouldreachwasfullofdisorderlyandmessypileseleftoverfromthenightbeforewithnostreeterdoinganyingup.Thiswasthemostnotoriouspartoftown,thebreedinggroundofcrimeandsin.Gamblinganddrugtraffigwererampartahebravestwenfortofficerstreadwarilyhereandcameonlyiftheyhadto.Naturallythishadbeethehavenforprostitution.Gangsandundergroundforcescarvedouttheirownrealmsofinflueurfwarseruptedwhenrivaliscsh.Multiplegunshoutatnightasamatterofcourseandlivesofibystanderslostintheseflictscouldonlybetedassacrificestothedarknight.Thepolicedidnotnormallysetfootintheseparts.Ifnotforthelureofhighpay,whowouldbesofoolishastoputtheirlivesonthelineandpatrolhere?Eveheydoe,itwasonlythebriefestofnominalvisits.Thepolicecarwouldarriveandthenjustturnaroundanddrivequicklyaway.Thiswasnoman’sndwhereanarchyruled,aerutterlyrejectedbysociety.Likeanincurablecer,itwaslefttofesteranddecay.ThisregionwasnotunfamiliartoDimitribecausehegrewupinasimirenviroandthishadbeenhisroaminggroundasayoungster.Hehadnotbeenhereforalongtimeandwasvisitingtheareaforapurposeunknowntoanyoneelse. NotfarfromtherewastheGreyhoundBusTerminalwheretheloudrumbleofiningandoutgoingbusenginesscheduledsoveryclosetogetherwasstantlyheard.Herewaswherethecrowdsgregatedtogetonoroffthelongdistancebusesandwasthereforethenaturalgatheringpceofallkindsofpeople,goodandbad,highandlow.Dimitristoodstilttheerofthestreetlostinthought,thinkingabouthischildhoodwhenheroamedthesestreetsandlivedlikeastarveddogalwayshungryandthirsty.Justthen,ateen-agersuddenlyranheadlongtowardshimfromacrossthestreet,followedcloselybyamiddle-agedmanwhoshoutedtoDimitri, “Catchhim!Catchthatlittlethief.Hestolemywallet!” “No,Iboostnowallet!”shoutedtheyoungboy“Hewantstokillme…Helpme.Helpmeplease…”pleadedtheboyasheranpastDimitri.Whenthemiddle-agedman,whowasrunningaftertheboypassedDimitri,heturnedhisheadcursingangrily, “Damnyou,youFKingstupidbastard.Toldyoutostophim,didn’tI?Whydidn’tyou?IfIdohim,watchwhatIwilldotoyouwhenIeback…”Thatangrymanmaybemiddle-aged,buthesurecouldrunfast.Hesooncaughtupwiththeboy,grabbedhimbythecolrandthrewhimtotheground.Justasheraisedhisfistandwasabouttohittheboy,Dimitriorderedhistwoloyalservants, “Quick!Goandstoptheman.Alsotwisttheswitboththeirbrainsahap