Fast Travel System: A Happy Life

Chapter 62 You Are the Reincarnation of Fate (12)

Chu Qinghe has nothing to do at home all day, no entertainment items, no TV, no terminal and no Internet access.

I couldn't speak again, and made a lot of noise, hey, I had to stay at home.

She collapsed on the sofa decadently, and could only go to Yun to think about other things. She pulled out the details of the previous two worlds and recalled them over and over again.

It's a pity that the time she stays in this world is too short each time, and there are not many details to refer to.

Yes, both times, she did not survive June 23rd.

[All today is June 23rd, right? 】The spine suddenly felt cold, today will not be another reincarnation.

[Yes, today the host should not do anything, don't think about anything, just get through it safely. 】The system monitors everything around Chu Qinghe more closely. As long as the host is safe past twelve o'clock, does it mean that the world of the previous two times has been changed.

Chu Qinghe was a little surprised by this discovery, [I'll stay at Fu Yan's house this time, so there won't be any more surprises. 】

This time, there should be no sudden explosion of Fu Yan's house, someone rushed here to kill her.

She still listened to Fu Yan and stayed at home obediently.

The system is hard to say, after all, the first two accidents were too unexpected.

Chu Qinghe planned to be a quiet and beautiful woman at home.

I don't know how long it took, her mind became more and more confused, her eyelids were so heavy, she seemed to be fighting, and the scene in front of her eyes seemed to be getting blurred little by little. Finally, she gave up struggling, closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually became stable. Looks like a deep sleep.

When Fu Yan got home and opened the door, the house was pitch black, with no light at all, not only no light, but no sound at all.

His heart skipped a beat, he had a bad premonition, and in just a short moment he had thought of countless possibilities.

His eyes were alert. Could it be that something happened when he was not at home, or someone found something.

He quickly took out the gun at his waist, searched around, walked cautiously, and slowly moved forward bit by bit.

It wasn't until he walked into the living room and saw a person curled up on the sofa that most of his heart was relieved.

He walked over lightly, knelt down on one knee in front of the sofa, confirmed that the person on the sofa was Chu Qinghe, shook his head helplessly, and put the gun fastened in his hand back to his waist.

When he first came back, he was really frightened. A big living person didn't turn on the lights at home, and there was no sound. He thought something happened to Chu Qinghe, but it turned out that he just fell asleep.

He hugged Chu Qinghe, and Chu Qinghe struggled in his arms a few times uneasy, as if there was a sign of waking up, he quickly sat on the sofa and hugged her into his arms, gently patting her on the back to comfort her she falls asleep.

Chu Qinghe struggled uncomfortably for a while, then gradually fell asleep again.

Fu Yan picked her up again, walked steadily to the big bed in the bedroom, carefully placed her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and walked to the other side of the big bed to lie on the quilt.

Fu Yan's eyes were already used to the darkness. He turned sideways, supported his whole body with his left hand, and looked at Chu Qinghe's sleeping face in the dark.

She folded her hands on the quilt in front of her chest, and in the quiet night, she could clearly hear her faint breathing, her chest rose and fell slightly, her small mouth was slightly pouted, and the high profile of her nose stood out in the dark night obvious.

Fu Yan leaned sideways on his arm, watching Chu Qinghe's sleeping face slowly falling asleep like this.

The bright moon hangs high outside the window, and the moon-white brilliance sprinkles on the earth. There is a dark cloud floating in the sky. Slowly, this large black cloud blocks the faint light of the cold moon, and even the stars in the sky seem to be hidden. Woke up.

There seems to be an unusual breath in the air. Without the brilliance of the moon, some corners of World City become dim and unclear. A gust of wind blows, bringing a cool breath, the leaves are rustling, and the mottled tree shadows are shaking slightly , the wind carried unexplained energy fluctuations.

Fu Yan had another nightmare.

The dream this time was not fragmented like last time, but a clear and complete story. From the perspective of a bystander, he saw the whole process of what happened and the buried truth.

He and Chu Qinghe are standing on the horoscope of time, experiencing all this repeatedly, he wants to change but can't do anything, that's why there are reincarnations again and again, and he wants to find the answer in the reincarnation.

It turned out that these things were not the first time he had experienced them.

This world is constantly reincarnating, and every time is a new world. When he changes something, the future will definitely change.

The endings he wanted to change never worked out.

This time is his fourth reincarnation.

His faith collapsed as early as the first world. This is a world of lies. What military, what researchers, what rebels, heh, they are all the same.

Why do they have to bear everything.

Every time they ended up differently, but he actually forgot, no wonder he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he saw Chu Qinghe at the South Street Snack Street for the first time.

It was the place where they first met, but not in the world he thought.

Why is he so sad in the dream.

He tried his best to lead her to break free from the shackles of this world, but why was he so cruel.

He is experiencing a cycle of constant loss, loss and recovery, loss again, and loss and recovery.

There is a sense of powerlessness that makes you know what the future looks like, but you can't change it.

No wonder he gradually remembered things from the past world this time. It turned out that his other superpower, the predictive dream, was slowly awakening.

To be precise, in the first world, in order to change all the bad things he dreamed about, in order to change the ending of him and Chu Qinghe, he overdrawn his ability to predict dreams, which caused him to relapse in the second two worlds. When I met Chu Qinghe, I couldn't dream or remember anything.

But this time, his abilities slowly recovered, so he had the dreams of yesterday and today.

The past and the future were intertwined in his mind, and he felt his head was about to explode.

He curled up on the bed in pain, his right hand tightly grasping the clothes in front of his chest.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he frowned tightly, and bit his lower lip hard, the color of his lips had already turned white.

Occasionally, one or two painful moans escaped from between the lips and teeth.

Fu Yan's movement was so loud that Chu Qinghe was woken up instantly.

When she woke up, she saw Fu Yan lying beside her. She thought it was a dream, and she was taken aback for a moment before she came back to her senses.

Something was wrong with Fu Yan, like a nightmare, he kept turning over restlessly, sometimes curled up sideways, sometimes lay flat with one leg bent and kicked on the bed.

She originally wanted to wake him up, but when she realized there might be a bug in the room, she swallowed her words back and pushed him instead.

She pushed Fu Yan's arm vigorously, wake up.

Fu Yan was still like that, and he had no feeling at all about what happened outside.

(End of this chapter)