My System Forces Me to Live off Women

Chapter 349 - 277: Commanding Peifeng with Fruit

He Yimeng: "You can’t be my poem, and I can’t be your dream."

At seven the next morning, Li Peifeng saw this WeChat message upon waking up, sent at 1:30 AM.

He himself returned to the attic with the Breath of the Nether Sea, drank down the perfume, lay in bed slumbering, and entered the dream with Wu Wenyue downstairs, returning once more to the seemingly real and illusory Magic Plane DQ01.

"You can’t be my poem, and I can’t be your dream, dream..."

At this moment, Li Peifeng pondered the meaning of He Yimeng’s words, yet couldn’t help but be reminded of the encounters in the dream world by the word "dream."

In this dream, the two resumed their identities as travelers, starting from scratch. As it was no longer a Shared Dream, Wu Wenyue was quite delighted, but her original intentions remained unchanged, continuing to study music at school.

After thinking it over, Li Peifeng decided to enroll in the school with her and become her classmate.

Studying together, the two minds worked collectively to memorize the experiences in the dream, making memories naturally clearer. Upon returning to reality, they could also ’cover’ more songs from the dream.

Moreover, Li Peifeng hadn’t forgotten the purpose of this dream entry, which was to repair their relationship. Nothing deepens emotional bonds more than prolonged companionship, and the effect indeed turned out to be excellent...

"The sun rises as usual; the midnight emo session is over. Wake up, it’s time to work."

Li Peifeng collected his thoughts and sent a message to He Yimeng, but perhaps she was still asleep and didn’t reply. He didn’t mind, washed up quickly, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Of the three bedrooms, only Zhao Qingge’s door was open, but she was not inside. There was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom.

In less than a minute, while Li Peifeng was rinsing the rice and washing vegetables, Zhao Qingge finished washing up and came out of the bathroom clean and fresh, glancing at him: "What time did you all go to bed last night?"

Li Peifeng replied calmly: "We finished talking close to two, then Wu Wenyue went downstairs. I freshened up briefly in the attic and went to sleep."

Zhao Qingge was noncommittal: "The attic can accommodate people?"

"Yes, it has a bed and a bathroom."

Zhao Qingge didn’t say anything further, turned back to her room, and subsequently, Huang Tianxuan and Wu Wenyue also got up one after another. The former greeted him and headed to the bathroom, while the latter, with her brows furrowed, slowly made her way to the kitchen.

The slow pace was not just due to still being sleepy, but also because last night had been too intense, leaving Wu Wenyue unsteady and her voice somewhat hoarse: "What’s there to eat?"

"Some porridge, boiled eggs, and stir-fried greens."

Pausing, Li Peifeng feigned hesitation, striking first: "By the way, I dreamt last night, dreamt of you...did you dream?"

Wu Wenyue stared intently into his eyes, after a moment, somewhat dazed: "You tell me what you dreamt of first."

"I dreamt of just you and me..."

Li Peifeng carefully chose his words, squeezing out a description: "Our honeymoon trip, or perhaps our musical journey?"

These words aptly described the dream, where besides studying music, he and Wu Wenyue explored mountains and seas in the Otherworld, traveling and adventuring everywhere.

As the Shared Dream included only them, the memories were quite vivid. They could distinctly recount where they traveled, what they ate, and what scenery they saw. Whenever they reminisced, a warm longing pervaded their minds, lingering ever long.

Sailing through the breeze and moonlight, beneath the cold iron trees and silver flowers, witnessing the myriad landscapes, hearing the calls of birds, watching the flowers bloom on the hills, and the sunset glow at dusk. Hand in hand, they spent more than a decade together, from crescent to full moon.

Those beautiful scenes were so unforgettable, like fleeting dream visions, stirring week after week’s radiance.

Wu Wenyue seemed to be brought back by Li Peifeng’s description, looking fondly and nostalgically at the man before her, she couldn’t help but hum a melody softly: "da~dadada~li..."

But after just two or three lines, Wu Wenyue stopped, her surprise evident: "This time I remember it so clearly! Do you still remember those songs?"

"I remember... four or five songs."

"Write them down quickly!"

Wu Wenyue urged urgently, but seeing Li Peifeng cooking, she went back to her room to get a notebook, whereupon the two discussed and wrote the music scores together.

Their conversation also attracted Huang Tianxuan, who curiously peeked around the kitchen door: "What’s going on? Did you guys dream again?"

"We did." Wu Wenyue glanced at her, her pen still moving as she wrote music notes, and she smiled teasingly: "We did everything."

"What do you mean by everything?"

Huang Tianxuan raised an eyebrow and turned her gaze to Li Peifeng...

"Hurry up and help me with the cooking."

Li Peifeng urged: "Let’s finish this quickly and eat up. You might not be in a rush, but I have to start working soon. I’ll type the music scores on my phone later and send them to you."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Go chop the vegetables."

Although Wu Wenyue frowned slightly, she obediently set down her notebook and began to help with the cooking.

The day before, their relationship was like fire and water, with fists involved, yet now Wu Wenyue was so obediently helping him cook. Apart from the severe beating she took at midnight, more importantly, it was the perfume.

It wouldn’t change people’s thoughts, nor could it hypnotize others. At most, it provided those who inhaled the scent with an experience similar to intoxication, enhancing the user’s allure and dissolving barriers with others. Once the aroma was gone, things quickly returned to normal.

The accompanying dream-inducing effect also didn’t distort one’s thinking; the other party retained their normal judgment abilities within the dream.

After using the Breath of the Nether Sea several times, Li Peifeng had come to understand it deeply. He felt the perfume was indeed powerful, but nothing too blatantly overpowered.