Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Why is Hu Yun the key?

Fu Minghui was a little confused. After all, Hu Yun seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

The only thing that sticks to her is the selfie on her phone.

Inside, the dead dormitory aunt was in the mirror...

But even though she couldn't understand it, Fu Minghui and Luo Zhao had established a strong sense of trust in the life and death situation at the border. She still kept Luo Zhao's words in mind and just reminded herself not to show it on face.

If Hu Yun really has a problem, she must not alert him.

Fu Minghui felt much more relaxed because of Yun Ke's company.

Besides, since she planned to fulfill her parents' last wish, she still had to bite the bullet and work hard to pick up the homework she had left behind.

The busy day has passed.

Luo Zhao didn't show up since he left school. Fu Minghui picked up the phone several times and suddenly realized that there was nothing to talk about at work. He just had to follow the arrangements, so he put the phone down after all.

"You did the right thing." Yun Ke, her brother sleeping on the upper bunk, whispered to her, "Our work accounts may be monitored. You know, we can't say too many irrelevant things."

Fu Minghui said nothing, but felt a little inexplicably disappointed in his heart.

It turns out that she only got Luo Zhao's work number and had no personal contact with him...

Fortunately, she never said anything out of the ordinary, such as asking for a hug when she was on a business trip last time.

"You've worked hard, little Fu." Hu Yun came back from the library very late. Seeing that Fu Minghui was still studying hard, he couldn't help but praise him.

I'm also a little curious, after all, this person is famous for being uneducated.

"I have to hurry up. Life is a limited edition every day." She said about chicken soup and started to make a bowl of it.

In fact, she just didn't dare to sleep.

Even though I knew I would have to cross the border sooner or later, I just had a kind of escape mentality, hoping that it would be later, and then later. When you are really sleepy, maybe if you sleep well, you won’t be pulled into the boundary?

Yun Keben is a night owl. He slept all afternoon and is now in high spirits.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Fu Minghui stood up and said.

I really couldn't bear it any longer, so I planned to go to the toilet and then come back to sleep. With Yunke watching, she no longer worried about her body being unprotected when entering the border.

But just as she walked out of the door, she heard scratching sounds coming from the front.

I squinted my eyes and saw that a cleaning staff was mopping the floor.

The woman is thin and has a bun on the back of her head. She is holding a mop and is wiping it from left to right.

And she came a little bit backwards, and soon she was close.

Fu Minghui subconsciously turned sideways and made way for the passage.

When the cleaning staff passed by her, her heart suddenly tightened.

How come this figure, shape, and clothes look so much like the dead dormitory aunt?

Turn around suddenly.

The auntie was walking backwards just now, now she should see the front.

But, it’s still the back.

Only the back of her head could be seen, but not her face.

If he could see her face, Fu Minghui could determine whether she was the dormitory aunt.

And why mop the floor in the middle of the night?

Fu Minghui suddenly realized this and instinctively wanted to turn around and run back to the house.

She just came out, and behind her was the door.

But when he pushed it, it turned out to be a solid wall.

Where's the door?

Where is her dormitory room? Where has she been?

Rub rub rub...

Their room was originally near the bottom of the corridor, so the aunt who didn't know whether it was the cleaning or the dormitory came back.

Still, walking backwards.

Fu Minghui lowered his head, absolutely not daring to look again, and pressed his body tightly against what he thought was a door, but turned out to be a wall.

But with a thud, the mop hit her toes.

"Give way." A cold voice came, as if his throat was stuck, his voice was flat and trembling.

Fu Minghui was too scared to move.

The mop hit her again and again, and she kept looking at the back of her head.

Has she crossed the border?

Why hasn't Luo Zhao come yet?

No, no, this is not a border, this is a dream.

She was obsessed again and again!

"Don't bother me," she dared to say, trembling.

"Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. No matter who you are, don't harass me!"

However, the mop was still hitting her footsteps, as if in an infinite loop.

But Aunt Fanggui said again, "Give way, you're blocking the way."

As he said that, he suddenly threw away the mop and grabbed it towards Fu Minghui.

This person's back was turned to her, and the mop was thrown over for some reason, and those hands were grabbed for some reason.

Fu Minghui was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. He didn't care where the dormitory door was and ran forward along the corridor.

But the corridor seemed to be endless, and every time I ran a certain distance, the figure of the ghost aunt appeared in front of me, mopping the floor backwards.

"Jump off the building." I don't know why, but this thought came to my mind.

And she didn't even have time to hesitate, she was already running towards the railing and jumped down.

In less than two seconds, she thought desperately: After all, she jumped off the building. Was she able to escape the first grade of junior high school, but not the fifteenth grade?

Although the floor was much lower than her home, she could still fall to her death.

Is there any difference between falling to death from a hundred meters and falling to death from ten meters?

Was it the dormitory aunt who wanted her to experience the pain of jumping off a building to her death, or was it for some other reason?

With a sudden surge of thoughts, she landed on the ground with a snap.

I just felt a lot of pain in my butt, as if my tailbone was about to break.

Did she hit the ground butt first?

Fu Minghui's mind went blank, but the scene in front of him suddenly became brighter.

It was almost midnight when she jumped down. The dormitory building was old and there were insufficient lights. The street lights in the small garden outside were also dim, so everything she could see was dark.

But at this time, it was blindingly bright.

Fu Minghui couldn't open his eyes and could only feel his body shaking slightly.

My ears were just buzzing, like a reaction after being hit hard. But the sharp sound gradually dissipated, and then came the rapid and high-pitched voice, and there were many small words to follow up, laugh out loud.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." A voice came from behind.

If there is a very, very small unit of time in the world, one that is smaller than a microsecond, Fu Minghui has realized it now.

Luo Zhao.

This time, she really crossed the border.

The strange thing is that she didn't enter after falling asleep, but was connected here in a nightmare, and it was a new situation.

And when she regained consciousness, her eyes focused, and her hearing recovered, she found that she was on the luxury bus again.

This time she was sure it was a tour bus.

The people in the car were all members of the tour group, and the one in front who kept talking loudly was the tour guide.

And she was still sitting on the steps in front of the last row, squeezed by all kinds of luggage.

The TV series "The Beginning"?

Was she dreaming of returning to the filming location? Or did you travel through time in a TV series?

Fu Minghui's thoughts immediately diverge.

At the same time it was difficult to look back.

She saw Luo Zhao's handsome face and felt reassured.

Then she saw another face and almost jumped with fright.

The firecrackers near my house last night were even louder than those on New Year's Eve.

And the time is uncertain, starting in the afternoon and going until midnight.

Although it wasn't midnight, I managed to lose sleep. I tossed and turned in bed for five or six hours, and finally fell asleep at six in the morning.

I also had a nightmare in the middle, dreaming that my cat was eaten. I was so heartbroken that I screamed and cried in the dream, and woke up suddenly.

I finally fell asleep again, but the plot continued...

So the update is late, sorry. Unfortunately, I still have something to do in the afternoon, so the double update as promised will be started on the 20th of the first lunar month. I'm sorry, my dears.