Hoho, hohohoho~

It was the sound of breathing that seemed to have severe lung disease in his ears, and Han Dong returned to the room in the nightmare last night;

"So cold!" A chill came to my heart, and Han Dong couldn't help but open his eyes.

"I'm having the same nightmare again?" Han Dong's heart sank, his whole body stiffened. He could only squint his eyes and look around from the corner of his eyes.

The open door, the zombies that were hunched over with their shoulders, dragging their right leg slowly, and the low and hoarse gasping sound made Han Dong feel a chill.

Fortunately, the zombies seem to have not noticed his existence now and are still wandering around at the door.

"I'm going to close the door, or it will find me right away..."

Han Dong could not control his body, lying on the bed like a corpse, and could not even move a finger except for moving his eyelids;

Calm, calm down!

Han Dong found that in addition to moving his eyelids, he could also breathe;

Take a deep breath, then slowly exhale, then take a deep breath...

His mood gradually calmed down. After repeating it back and forth for more than a dozen times, Han Dong found that his chest had obvious ups and downs, which was a good phenomenon;

But soon, Han Dong noticed that the zombie seemed to have noticed his existence again, stood outside the open door and looked at him;

"No, it found me. Damn, wake up quickly and wake up!" Han Dong became nervous and began to struggle desperately, wanting to wake up from his sleep, but no matter how hard he tried, his body was still motionless and he had no way to wake up from the nightmare. He could only watch the zombie slowly move towards him step by step;

"Han Dong, Han Dong..."

A vague sounded, as if it was coming from the horizon, and it seemed that someone was pushing his shoulders and his body was shaking violently.

Han Dong's consciousness began to blur, his eyes turned dark, and he instantly woke up from the nightmare.

"Hu, Hu, Hu~"

It was like a fish that had reached the shore. Han Dong's mouth kept opening and closing, gasping heavily, and his forehead was covered with sweat;

"Han Dong, get up quickly, class is coming!" Song Yu gently pushed Han Dong and whispered.

"Oh!" Han Dong sat up, rubbed his cheeks hard, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and became more and more calm;

"Damn it, this nightmare seems to have entangled me." Han Dong felt bad. If Song Yu hadn't pushed him to wake him up, he would probably have been bitten by the zombie again before he could wake up.

In the afternoon, Han Dong's mind was in a mess and he couldn't listen to what the teacher was saying.

After a day of class in a hurry, Han Dong stuffed his textbook into his schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom;

"Hey, Han Dong, the game hall..." Song Yu was stunned when he saw Han Dong running out of the classroom. He was about to call him, but found that Han Dong had run away.

...

Sitting on the bus home, Han Dong's face became increasingly ugly.

If he only had a nightmare, it might be an accident, but he entered the same nightmare twice in a row. Even if Han Dong was really just a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old, he would notice the seriousness of the problem. What's more, Han Dong now has more than thirty years of life experience in traveling through time.

After thinking on the bus for a long time, Han Dong had no idea. He didn't know why the nightmare suddenly came to his head. He glanced at the stop sign and found that there were six stops away from the Puxi residential community where his home was;

"The next stop is the city library. Please prepare for passengers who are ready to get off the bus!" The sound of the bus reporting station made Han Dong feel moved, and he immediately stood up from his seat and walked towards the back door;

When we arrived at the station, the bus stopped;

Puff ~

The car door opened automatically, Han Dong jumped down and ran towards the city library quickly. At this time, it was almost time for the library to get off work. If you don’t hurry up, you won’t let it in.

Seeing Han Dong quickly walking into the library, a guard frowned and looked at him, raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was only half an hour before the time for get off work. Usually, there were few people coming to the library at this time.

Han Dong went straight to the second floor and searched in rows of bookshelves;

The books stored here are philosophy and literature. On the last bookshelf, there are rows of popular science books. These books are rarely visited. Not only are there no one nearby bookshelves, but there are not many people on the rows of reading tables and chairs next to them. Of course, this is also related to the library's about to close;

Han Dong looked for it one by one;

"Luick Dream", "Analysis of Dreams", "Why Do People Dream",...

At the bottom of the bookshelf, there were more than a dozen books about "Dream". Han Dong picked three or four books, held them in his arms, and walked towards the first-floor lobby. There was not enough time to read here, so he had to borrow them home to read them.

"Borrowing a book certificate!" The middle-aged woman guarding an old computer had already started to clean the desktop. When she saw Han Dong walking over with a few books in her arms, she frowned and reluctantly turned on the closed computer again.

The library's library's library is open to residents of the entire city. You only need to pay a fee of 30 yuan per year to read and borrow books here.

Han Dong handed over a blue booklet. This was a book loan certificate he specially applied for after traveling to this world to understand the world. It took only two or three months, and he rarely came here again after that.

After completing the procedures and formulating Han Dong to not damage the books, the middle-aged woman yawned and looked at the wall clock. She was about to get off work in more than ten minutes. While turning off the computer, she was thinking about what dishes to buy to the vegetable market for dinner after get off work.

"I don't know if these books will help my situation!" Han Dong stuffed several books into his schoolbag, took the bus, and continued to go home. While thinking about his situation, he looked at the pedestrians outside the window in a daze.

...

Soon, the bus stopped at a bus stop closest to Han Dong's house. Han Dong got off the bus and turned into an alley. Walking along the alley for more than ten meters ahead was his home, Puxi Community.

The security doors in the community have been used for decades and look very dilapidated. There are traces of welding in some places. On the wall next to the security door, the words "Puxi Residential Community" are blurred and cannot be seen clearly. They can only barely recognize the words "Puxi, Xi, District".

On both sides of the gate are some vendors selling ordinary vegetables and fruits. Some residents in the community are picking and choosing in front of these vegetable stalls, and bargaining with the vendors in a tone that is almost quarreling.

Han Dong entered the community, walked forward along the stone road, reached the end of the stone road, turned left, and was the building where his family was;

The unit door of the building has been damaged for a long time. Han Dong opened the door and walked into the stairwell. He followed the stairs to the fifth floor. The walls around him were covered with small advertisements, and even the security doors of Han Dong's family were touched.

Han Dong took out the key and opened the door, and shouted while changing his shoes: "I'm back."

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen. My sister Han Xiaojie was cooking. Maybe the sound in the kitchen was too loud and she received no response.

After changing his shoes, Han Dong was carrying his schoolbag to go into the bedroom to do his homework. When he came to the door of the bedroom, Han Dong hesitated and felt a little resistant to the bedroom;

After hesitating for a moment, Han Dong sighed and walked into the bedroom.

...
Chapter completed!