Yu Zhesen tossed and turned on the bed for a long time.
Daydreaming was more difficult than imagined. Although his body was exhausted after the battle and refused to sleep, his consciousness was unable to enter the chaotic realm of dreams for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but after countless attempts, he finally succeeded.
It was like breaking out of a cocoon, seeing light from the darkness, and what lay before him was a familiar and unfamiliar world.
The first revitalized city, Xingzhou.
"Is this Starzhou City again?" He looked around at the scenery and judged his location.
But this time it's not on the suspended light rail, but...in the old town.
According to what An He said last time, the old city of Xingzhou City had been demolished in a planned manner by the Administration Bureau in the two years since he left, so is it shaped by Yu's memory?
Yu Zhesen observed the surrounding streets and alleys, always feeling that he had never observed the old city of Xingzhou City in such detail.
He stood at a busy intersection, behind him was a Chinese restaurant on the corner of the intersection.
Across the street is a bookstore that sells a large number of educational and tutoring materials. Farther away there seems to be a stone arch bridge across the city's river, with vegetable markets on both ends.
Noisy sounds came intermittently from the direction of the market, as if thousands of people were chatting, but none of them could be heard clearly.
Yu Zhesen subconsciously covered his ears, but it didn't work. The noisy sound followed him like a shadow, entering his mind even without passing through his eardrums.
So weird.
There was a dull thunder in the sky, the dark wind blew dense dark clouds, and the humid air had a closing and sultry heat.
Is it going to rain? Yu Zhesen is a little speechless. Why does Nightmare always create rainy days in dreams recently?
He took advantage of the sidewalk signal to turn green, crossed the road to the opposite side of the street, and entered the bookstore that sold a large number of teaching and learning materials.
There were not many people in the bookstore, but the surroundings were still full of noisy sounds, as if countless people were whispering nearby, with accents from all over the world or even foreign languages.
Yu Zhesen only stayed in such an environment for a few minutes before he felt that his headache was about to split.
What's going on?
Did Nightmare make any mistakes when setting up the dream?
Why is there such a constant noise in the background?
Yu Zhesen had constant doubts in his mind.
He walked through the rows of bookshelves and found the bookshelf of "Poetry of the Old Times" according to the guide signs. He searched for the poet's collection among the books.
"Sir, are you looking for this?" A woman who looked like a bookstore shopping guide took down a book from the bookshelf next to her.
She showed the well-packaged book to Yu Zhesen: "Selected Poems of Haizi".
"You are..." Yu Zhesen focused on her, "Why is it so noisy here? Please adjust the details..."
The shopping guide showed doubts in her eyes: "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying...it's obviously very quiet here."
This time, Yu Zhesen was in a daze. He stared at the other person hesitantly for two seconds to make sure that this was not a joke on him.
"Uh... Then how did you know I was looking for this book?" Yu Zhesen pointed to the poetry anthology in her hand.
"Didn't the cultural shirt you were wearing say..." The shopping guide smiled awkwardly, "Dreams are horses."
Yu Zhesen looked at his clothes in surprise. He was actually wearing a cultural shirt with the words "Dreams as Horses" written on them.
This makes him seem to be a fan of Haizi's poetry. The shopping guide also seems to know something about poetry, so we can guess that he is looking for this book.
What about the nightmare?
Yu Zhesen took the poetry book from the shopping guide lady and turned his head to look elsewhere.
Crossing the gap between the bookshelves, the back figures of the two girls opposite attracted his attention.
They were wearing the summer uniforms of Xingzhou City No. 1 High School, blue and white shirts, and knee-length plaid skirts, revealing their slender white legs.
"An..." Before he lost his voice, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared at the slightly taller girl on the right.
He will never admit his mistake, even if he admits it ten thousand times, the girl on the right is An Zhitian’s daughter, his sworn sister An He who has been with him under the same roof for sixteen years.
Yu Zhesen tried hard to recall in his mind that this summer uniform was a new model produced by An He in his second year of school.
Ordinary citizens enter school at the age of eight, receive 5 years of primary education, 3 years of intermediate education and 2 years of elite education... In other words, this is An He's last year of school, she is eighteen years old.
So he must be sixteen years old in this dream? He put his hand into his pocket and took out a middle school student ID card.
So young... Looking at the childish photo of himself on his student ID card, Yu Zhesen laughed silently.
He continued to peek through the gap in the bookshelf at the two girls opposite him, feeling a mysterious tension and excitement in his heart.
At this moment, the girl on the left turned to talk to An He, so Yu Zhesen was able to see her profile clearly.
"Fuck..." He squatted down and leaned against the "Old Times Poetry" bookshelf, covering his mouth with his hands and his face full of disbelief.
The girl who accompanied An He to the bookstore was Yu Qingxue. Although she was six years younger than the Yu Qingxue he knew in reality, her facial contour, facial features and expression were almost exactly the same.
Yu Qingxue is not wearing glasses at this time, or is she using contact lenses? Without glasses, a decoration that adds to her sense of maturity, she seems to be a little younger than An He...
Her image formed a sharp contrast with the somewhat stubborn and rigid investigator in Yu Zhesen's impression, which is why he was so surprised that he squatted down and hid.
For some reason, he found that deep down in his heart, he felt that Teacher Yu was a little cute like this...
Wait!
He pinched his face hard, relying on the pain to calm down his wild thoughts.
Is this Yu Qingxue a consciousness projection in the dream or a real person? He remembered his previous experience in the dream - he made an appointment with Yu Qingxue to meet with the nightmare.
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After thinking for a minute, he was more inclined to think that Yu Qingxue was a real person.
Because there is no such bookstore in his memory, and there is no information that "the two of them knew each other so early". If the nightmare is not playing tricks on him, this scene should be created using Qingxue's memory material.<
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"You guessed it right."
The sudden sound beside him made him tremble, and he turned around to see a familiar figure.
Nightmare appeared and took the initiative to come to him.
The dress is the same as in the last dream, a pink sweater, a young girl in her early twenties, with shining silver star earrings on her earlobes, and her hair hanging down from her shoulders in a parted front and back.
But to him now, she should be considered a "big sister".
"Can you deal with the background noise first?" Yu Zhesen pointed to his ear, "My eardrum is about to burst."
"I can't handle it." Xiang spread his hands and smiled bitterly, with two small in-ear headphones in his palms.
Encouraged by her gaze, Yu Zhesen put on the pair of headphones. The noise in the background was slightly reduced, and his ears and head became less uncomfortable.
Before Yu Zhesen asked, she explained first: "I made a mistake in the order when I pulled you into the dream. Miss Yu Qingxue fell into the dream first, so I turned her into the dreamer of this dream."
"Ah?"
"She also knows the code of that poem. You told her, right?"
"This... yes, I told her."
Nightmare said: "Her consciousness has a deep protective layer. I can hardly obtain any recent information. I can only obtain materials from relatively peripheral memory areas to put together this dream. Fortunately, you are here soon. It's up to you."
Only through memories can we complete this dream world."
Yu Zhesen asked: "Then what is her situation now? Why is the world so noisy?"
"Although it sounds incredible, she must have been lost." Nightmare said seriously, "As the dream owner, she was immersed in this world pieced together with her own memories and forgot the purpose of dreaming." p>
Yu Zhesen frowned repeatedly after hearing this. He still couldn't completely believe what Xi said.
Because he felt that Yu Qingxue was not a weak-willed person. How could he get lost easily since he had a purpose in dreaming?
"As for why the background is so noisy, it's simple. These are the fragments of other people's thoughts that she received."
"What?"
"This is how her power manifests when she loses control. She unconsciously absorbs the fragments of thoughts of other people around her and turns them into these murmurs of unknown meaning."
Yu Zhesen was doubtful: "But she looks so normal over there. She is talking and laughing with An. She doesn't look like a patient at all."
"Some illnesses make you get used to it after a long time, and she is indeed a person with a strong will." Xiang's tone revealed her admiration for Qingxue.
But she quickly changed the subject: "However, if her original consciousness cannot be awakened, it will be extremely harmful to both her and us."