Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：陌上桑（禁忌父女 1V1） , 夜里的曙光 , 蓝胡子游戏 , 封尘武帝 , 《选择面前，依然是你》 , 讨厌人上人 , 守护是背对枪口爱你 , 馋你的身体 , 他们与他们的魔女 , 丢失凭据（1v1h） , 温室花 , 不举少爷今天被救好了吗
hargedthroughthesecrettutackedtheRomanLegions．DimitrifeltasthoughhewaschargingthroughtheMongoliangrassndo-footedsteed，ahoughhewasfightinginthedesertwithitsendlessexpanseofyellowsand． Battlecriedresounded．KingDimitri’ssoldierswerenakedandweldedonlyprimitiveons，butitdidhem.TheselioedwarriorschargedferociouslyatthefullyarmoredRomanLegions．Totheirastonishmentandbewilderment，thewarriorsfoundthatthoughtheRomanswerefullyequipped，theywerenotsolidshapes，butonlyillusionaryphantoms．WhentheyrushedheadlongintotheranksofthestatelyRomanLegions，theirattackbroughtwithitagustofwhirlwind,onimpactofwhichthephantomsdispersedinalldires．Amidtheturmoilofbattle，allthatcouldbeseenwasonesolitarywoman,uglyanddeformedbymultiplescarstryingtoescape．Medusa，mountedobcksteed，reizedhertobethetraitorIleen．Takinganarrowfromherquiver，shetookaimatthepreyandwithoneinfallibleshotpiercedherthroatbeforeKingDimitricouldstopher．Dimitriimmediatelyspurredhishorseandgallopedover,butIleenwasalreadydead．Hereyeshoweverwerewideopenandfullofhate．Helookedatherregretfully,rememberingtheirpastretionship．Shehadbeenhisfavoriteeformanyyearsandhadtributedmuchtowardshisempire.Thusherundyinghatredforhimwasinaway，justified． Atthatmoment，thephantomsoftheRomanlegionsevaporatedintodarkclouds．Thesedarkcloudsgatheredoverheadandtorrentsofrainpoureddown．RaindropsfellonDimitri’swarriorswhobegabatothesoilfromwhichtheyhadsprung．Ileen’sbody，whichwasalsomadeofearth，sooedtoo．Dimitriwatchedashissoldiersdisappeared，justashisenemieshad，andhewalkedonaloheraintowardsthevalleythinking，"Letwhatshoulddispersebedispersed，andwhatshouldturntodustbeturodust．WhenJehovahmademan，heordaihat‘Dustthouartanduntodustthoushaltreturn’.Afterdeath,withtheextinguishmentofthefleshbody,willloveandhatedispersetoo?Orwilltheyremainforever?" Dimitriwasrudelyawakeheinsistentringingofthephoillhalfasleep，hehadnotquiteshakenoffthemencholyeffectofhisdream．HeheardthefamiliarvoiariannatellinghimofwhathadhappeheKaffees,thatshewasatthegaragefixingherdwouldbehomesoontogoapartmenthuntingwithhim．Heansweredinmonosylliublesofonly‘OK’and‘yes’andhungup．Hesatthereforawhile，adjustingtotherealworldhehadebacktoandthought，"Thehappeningsofthesestfewdaysarereallylikeadream，butmydreamsthoughbazarre，seemsoreal!However,realityorfantasyitisallpastanddoh．IhaveruinedIleen’slife;IakethesamemistaketwidruinMarianna’saswell．Iamadreamer,bestsuitedtothecarefreelifeIhadbeenliving．WhystayonhereunfortablycoopeduparoyingthelifeofthewomanIlove?Dreamsmaybetrueoritmaynot，butmybittersweetentawithIleenisover，soisthecrisisinmyKingdom．Myfuturedreamsshouldbesweetohinkingso，hisspiritslifted．LeavingahecoffeetableforMarianna，hepushedouthisshoppingcart,stillintactwithhisbelongings,aonhisway,light-heartedandcarefree,thoughalittlepeheonlythingofMarianna’sthathetookwithhimwastheredscarfshehadknittedespeciallyforhim． Boredwithwaitingiohavehercaratteo，Mariannastrolledleisurelyacrossthestreetforacupofcoffee．Shelookedatthediamsparklingerandwaseted．Butasshesatthere，shewasonceagainstru