HLnovel Chapter 208: 207 Weird Dream
Chapter 208: 207 Weird Dream
Chapter 208 207. Weird dream
I was really happy tonight.
Zhou Qian's friends are rough people, but they are sincere and direct at heart.
Although everyone was very aggressive when eating the braised pork, after slowly eating the spiny carp, everyone became much more gentle when eating.
In the end I couldn't eat anymore, so I found a few plastic bags to pack the steamed sweet potatoes and salted peanuts back.
Zhou Qian couldn't help but helpless when he saw this: "Yes, yes! Pack whatever you want! Do you want leftovers and tomatoes?"
Potatoes were too much to take up, so I couldn’t eat more than a few bites of the eggplant stewed with cowpeas and meat stuffed with green peppers!
As soon as this was said, everyone immediately became happy:
"Yes! How about we practice in the middle of the night and have this thing come back from practice as a midnight snack?"
It won't be bad if it's left until tomorrow morning, but it's not certain whether they will get their turn to eat it. Everyone touched their bulging bellies and nodded in unison.
The (stomach) bag is safe!
Tomatoes were originally meant to be eaten before or after meals, but they ate them so much that they wanted to throw themselves out of the wall. How could there be room to store them?
Then someone came forward happily and neatly put the tomatoes into the bag.
But they kept their word, ate and drank enough to eat, and then cleaned the pots and pans neatly, wiped the door panels clean and put them back together again.
Any peanut shells and food residues eaten in the yard are also cleaned up.
When Huaiyu saw this, he couldn't help but feel even happier. Before leaving, he reluctantly said goodbye:
"If you don't go on a mission, be sure to come over and play with Brother Zhou Qian. I'll even cook for you."
"Okay, okay!"
Everyone's answers were not polite at all.
Before coming here, everyone regarded the legendary Huaiyu as a girl.
After she came, everyone respected her like a magical chef. Even her answers were so sincere now:
"Next time, wait until we find what was offered, and bring some food by the way—Sister Xiaoyu, do you want anything else?"
…
Huaiyu couldn't help but smile on his face when he thought of tonight's happiness.
This happiness was so real and long-lasting that it made her feel that even if she dreamed about Wu Yue again tonight, it would not be a big deal.
The moonlight outside the window is hazy, roses are swaying on the branches, and a faint fragrance fills the air.
However, in her dream, she was surrounded by desolation.
The dry yellow land is covered with dead weeds, and it feels like stepping on soft soil when you step on it.
The surrounding area seemed to be buried under layers of ice and snow, and it was cold, and the subtle warmth felt on the soles of the feet seemed to be gradually disappearing.
And in the center of the withered yellow land here, a brown, strong branch with a lifeless spirit spreads its ferocious branches toward the sky like a monster.
Scattered fragments of clothing and gray bones that have long since decayed on the ground can be vaguely seen above.
In front of the tree, there seemed to be a familiar figure standing there.
Where is this?
Huaiyu was at a loss inside, and his heart was beating loudly, as if he was being pulled by something.
And when she looked around, she could clearly see a patch of lush greenery in the distance.
However, the large area under my feet was the same endless withered yellow, as if the pasture was blown by the wind and snow in winter, and not a single bud could be seen.
Where is this?
Her heart became anxious, as if she realized that this was a very important place. However, the scene in front of her became more and more unfamiliar. Someone seemed to be whispering softly from all directions:
"cold…"
"It's cold..."
Subconsciously, she ran towards the vague figure in front of her.
However, at this moment, the yellow earth on the ground seemed to have a big mouth. As soon as her feet were in the air, her whole body twitched violently in the extreme falling feeling, and then she woke up from her sleep. In the dream, the feeling of loneliness, fear, and coldness still seemed to linger in her body, causing her to involuntarily pull the quilt up a little higher and hug her tightly.
It was pitch black all around.
Huaiyu lay in bed in a daze, vaguely smelling the familiar fragrance of flowers.
What scene appeared in her dream? And it seems familiar...
But soon, a heavy sleepiness swept over him, and Huaiyu couldn't help but close his eyes again.
During the period when it seemed like a dream but not a dream, the scene in front of me suddenly changed again, to the same dark place.
No, it cannot be said to be a smear campaign.
Because there seemed to be a house in front of her, and there was a faint moonlight shining in from the gaps in the building, just like the moonlight shining in her house.
After staying in the dream for a while, she seemed to be used to such a dark environment. She vaguely saw the outline of a table in the room—
It looks slightly familiar.
Huaiyu silently wrote down this incident, and then suddenly remembered -
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Isn't this Zhou Qian's house? !
The two of them are so close, what kind of dream is this? You can't run 10 kilometers when you see someone in your dream, right?
Alas!
Huaiyu sneezed in the middle of the night: It was too scary.
…
The next day, she told Zhou Qian her dream:
"Tell me, do I have any other powers, such as prediction?"
Zhou Qian thought for a while and finally came to the conclusion: "I feel like it might just be an ordinary dream."
After all, the two of them thought about it for a long time and didn't find out what clues they got from the dream. and-
“What can be predicted about my house?”
"And if you want to see it, you can go see it during the day. You don't have to go through the process of dreaming at all... You know, it's just like the living rooms of thousands of homes under the world."
"You're probably just too tired."
Huaiyu thought about it and was still a little sad: "But... when I was in the dream at the beginning, I was really lonely and painful."
Zhou Qian sighed and simply put down his **** and sat on the ground with her:
"Xiaoyu, maybe you really have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night."
"You usually don't like to be alone. When you're dreaming, all kinds of weird scenes can appear. As for dreaming about my living room... that's even simpler. Maybe you looked at it twice during the day and left an impression on your subconscious mind."
Huaiyu held his chin and looked at him: "Really?"
"Really." Zhou Qian vowed: "Otherwise, what could you have predicted in my living room?"
Huaiyu thought for a while: It does seem to make sense.
She sighed: "Oh, I really wish I had special precognition ability."
In this case, there may be a chance to know Lin Xuefeng's current whereabouts. Or what about the pair of children who can meet Uncle Zaozi?
She randomly picked up a branch and traced it on the ground, trying to recreate the strange scene in her dream.
However, I really don’t have the ability to draw. No matter how wonderful my thoughts are, when I start to draw, there is a circle on the ground, and the messy tree in the middle of the circle becomes a mess on the ground...
No one can see what kind of abstract thing this is.
But Huaiyu stared at it for a long time, and then the branch gently touched the center of the circle.
Update two, good night. The next door is writing and writing.