Chapter 5 - 4 Dream Realm (Please Favorite/Recommend)
Rod felt extremely embarrassed and stealthily glanced at her. The nun’s cheeks were red, and she lowered her head, her eyes seemingly shimmering with tears.
He didn’t know what to say, so he quickly took off his jacket and lay down on the bed.
After a while, he felt a slight coolness on his back as the nun’s soft, icy hands were placed on both sides of his shoulder blades, starting to gently glide across, accompanied by warm drops of water falling on his spine.
A strange heat rose in his body, her movements as gentle as clouds in the sky, and as tender as a distant dream.
A faint fragrance lingered at his nose, and only then did Rod’s mind completely relax, the unknown, fear, and death along with their associated anxiety, sensitivity, and melancholy, truly leaving him.
He felt as if he was lying in the gentle waters of a river, his soul completely stretched out.
Soft singing echoed in his ears.
"I bring fresh rain for the thirsting flowers, from the seas and the streams;
I wield the flail of the lashing hail, and whiten the green plains under...
..."
Amidst the dreamlike singing, Rod felt his soul burning and his body becoming light, as if floating in the vast universe. His soul soared, rushing towards the vacant and lonely darkness.