Book2:KigdomIteDreams
书迷正在阅读：云镜高玄 , 老婆真的好yin荡 , 暖色调 , 穿越史前：我在兽世开小卖部 , 蝴蝶与恶魔[校园] , 借阴骨 , 少女的深海饲养日常 , （穿书）ABO世界的“性”福Beta（h、np、简/繁） , 雨打芭蕉 , 《狈落之森》 , 今日纯情（完） , 时迁
ionscouldgetheexternalworld,buttheexternalworldcouldnotinfluenceapersonwhohadtheKingdomofdreamsinherheart.Romiwasstiltalossastowhathewastalkingaboutandcouldnotgrasptheuseofthisspectacurtheory.Lookingatherbaffledandfusedexpression,Dimitrisuddenlyrealizedthatthingsinthemundaneworldweredeeprootedandhardtogeandthatthisnewceptwasnoteasilylearnedandadaptedbyabeginner.Whatwasneededwastimeandaparativelylongperiodofstudy.HedecidedtosendRomibacktothespecialenvirooftheKingdomofDreamsandbeexposedtothemarvelousexperienakingthingshappenjustbywishingforit.Thenshewoulduaernalworldcouldshapetheexternalone.Whenthismarvelousandmagicalexperieakesrootinherheart,itwouldbelikeholdingausefultookinherhand.Shewouldknowhowtouseit.RomitookDimitri’sadvidwentbacktotheKingdomofDreamsthatverynight...Samanthawasbusysocializinganddidnotebacktohavedihtheothers.MeganstilldressedasataxidriverandgaveDimitrialiftbacktohisapartment. “Weottotallydisregardtheachievementsofmodernpsychology”shesaidontheridehome.“IfRomineedsmedicalcareweotig.” “Ofcoursenot”repliedDimitri.“Mynewceptisnotamiracledrug.Norisitsuitableforeveryone.”Dimitrilivednotfarfromthebakeryandafterexgingashortversation,theyhadreachedhisdestination.Itwasagrandandmassivebuilding,butitwasoverahundredyearsoldandlookeditage.Dimitrigotoffandtappedhiswayintothebuildingusinghiswhitee. Thebuildingwasgrandandmassive,butDimitri’sunitwasasmallstudioonthegroundfloorfagthestreet.Hetookouthiskeys,opehedoorandwalkedin.Hedidnotbothertoturnonthelightfortheywereuselesstoamanwhocouldnotsee.Butthestreetlightsandthemoonlightillumiheroom.Hewalkedtohisdipidatedsofaandsatdowookthehalf-emptybottleofwinehehadleftthereoableandpulledoutthecork.Thefssandpouredsomewioit.Itsbitterandsourtastetoldhim,itwasacheaplow-costwihinglikethe100-year-oldwinehedrankinhisKingdomofDreams.Butitwasnotthequalityofthewimattered.ToDimitridrinkwassomethingtobeenjoyedincarefreeleisure.Helightedacigaretteandpuffedtentlyonit.Suddenlyafamiliarseappearedbeforehiseyes–anendlessseaofflowers.Itwasnotamessagesentbyhisvisiontohisbrain,butratheritwasdirectlyprojectedontohisbrainbyhissubsciousness.Dimitri’sbrainwaslikeacamera,sometimeslookingpanoramicallyattheseaofflowers;sometimeszoominginoneaclose-upshotofadelicateandexceptionallybeautifulflower.ThesepicturesseemedtobedirectedbyDimitri’sbrain,butitalsoseemedtobetheproductofaneniusphotographer.Orperhapstheyappearednaturallyanditwashisimaginationaivitythatoperatedthecameralensaedtheseges.Dimitrididnotknowwhichitwasanddidnotwanttospendtimespegonit.Theyhecalledhimselftheprotectorofflowers;hedidnotknowthenamesofallthesefabulousblossomsbeforehiseyes.Butwhetheritwasaseaofflowersoronespecialblossom,theyallbroughthimapleasurablefeelingoftranquility,happinessandsatisfa. Dimitrisatinthedarkerenjoyingtheblissofsolitude.Acarpassedbyoutside.Fromtheerofthestreetcamethetap-tapofhigh-heeledshoesonthepavement.Thehecallsofprostitutessoligbusinessandthesexualbaweenthemandtheirprospectivets.Fromtheparkinglotacrossthestreetcameth