My Wife Is The Final Boss

Wen Li just had a dream.

It was an occurrence from who knows how many years ago, truly like a dream for her, only possible in a dream, dreamlike and illusory.

She seemed to sense the warm sun outside the window shining into her chamber, bringing a touch of gentle warmth, and she could feel the gauze curtains fluttering in ripples under the sea breeze.

What kind of feeling was it? Even though she knew it was all false, she still wanted to indulge in it, realizing that neither the environment nor the Inner Realm could disturb her mind anymore.

She was Wen Li, the girl who sat alone by the lake drawing night scenes on a full moon night, the Half-Demon quietly sitting atop a tree, watching the passing lonely ghosts.

Yet at this moment, the emotions Wen Li perceived were truly real, so real that it felt like she had experienced them and was experiencing them.

It seemed like morning.

As the sunlight passed through the lattice window, the girl named Wen Li remained lazily asleep, her hair disheveled and tangled around her, in complete disarray, with a tabby cat nestled in her long hair, burying its head in her embrace, breathing lightly with slight tremors.

The face of Wen Li in the dream was filled with a sense of satisfaction, holding the adorable cat tightly, and even the corner of her mouth bore remnants of last night’s cake crumbs, dirty and messy, just like a little tabby cat.

Sleeping soundly.

Sleeping soundly.

"Junior Brother, eat..."

In her usual dream about food, the girl’s lips moved slightly, followed by a swallowing motion, showing no sign of waking up, she turned over, even crumpling her cute little skirt full of girlish innocence.

This was an emotion called ’laziness’ that the girl named Wen Li could never experience.

Afterward, someone tiptoed in, tidied her clothes, wiped her cheeks, covered her with a blanket, then left with a helpless smile.

The girl was constantly immersed in such happiness, and in this hallucination called a dream, a girl who had always been alone seemed to have gained something extremely important, making her no longer like herself.

She could depend on someone, act spoiled, and enjoy the feeling of being taken care of, a happiness that continually overflowed from the world’s edge wrapped around her, making her momentarily unwilling to explore whether this world was real or fake.

This world was so real.

The breeze gently blows, the dew nourishes.

Sunlight caresses, a scene full of vitality.

Two people walk together across lush greenery, among lively and joyous crowds, enjoying the blessings of relatives and friends.

In a dreamlike, picturesque snow scene, she could joyfully walk on the woodland path with her beloved, savoring some food, taking a stroll, teasing the cat, even the world was quiet and harmonious, precisely the peaceful Chang’an that Wen Li yearned for.

But she was, after all, Wen Li, and as she strolled through the bamboo forest with the person beside her.

"..."

Wen Li sighed gently.

So the entire bamboo forest was enveloped in a layer of mist, and as the sun rose, the mist gradually dissipated. At this moment, the dewdrops on the bamboo leaves appeared so crystal clear under the sunlight.

She looked at the boy’s face reflected in those dewdrops... smiling with relief, Wen Li opened her eyes, quietly placing the bitten Beauty Fruit in her palm.

Her face was slightly red, maybe because the environment was too real, but there was more indescribable complex emotions in her heart.

"Senior Sister?" Xu Chang’an looked at Wen Li biting on a part of it without further action, feeling a bit flustered for a moment: "Doesn’t it taste good?"

"The taste is very good." The blush on Wen Li’s ears gradually faded as she glanced at Li Zhibai, and after meeting his gaze, probably felt the helplessness in Li Zhibai’s eyes.

There was silence around for a while.

Xu Chang’an’s confusion.

Miss Lu’s confusion.

Why did Fairy Wen stop moving after taking a bite?

Miss Lu looked at her empty hand, then at the crystal fruit with a slight tooth mark in Wen Li’s hand, feeling flustered for a moment.

Is it not delicious?

It’s quite tasty.

Sweet and sour, mouth-watering, she finished it in two bites, if not for the limited number of fruits on the plate, she would have thick-skinnedly wanted one more.

Were it not for her confidence in her own taste, Miss Lu would have thought she and Li Zhibai, along with Wen Li, weren’t tasting the same fruit.

"Chang’an, don’t make it difficult for Wen Li..." Li Zhibai said helplessly: "Only someone as shameless as Tong Jun could truly immerse herself in it."

This Beauty Fruit contained matters about Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian’s emotions, which Wen Li had personally experienced, and Li Zhibai, since she was prepared, only struggled briefly before withdrawing, but it must be said that the mind permeated with that sense of fullness and happiness was highly effective, especially if you already had favorable feelings for him.

Look at Zhu Pingniang with her eyes closed, meditating and smiling, just immersing herself voluntarily, and compared to Wen Li’s simple method, Zhu Pingniang truly discarded all the dross, wholeheartedly indulging as if it was a holiday-like experience.

Li Zhibai didn’t know what to say for a moment... At that moment, she suddenly understood why Zhu Pingniang had always wanted to eat Chang’an’s fruit before.

But thinking from another angle, maybe this proves that Tong Jun is a broad-minded person.