Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Luo Zhaochao is very considerate.

He knew that Fu Minghui couldn't eat while sitting, and of course she hadn't mastered the skill of eating while lying down, so he gently turned her over to lie on her side like a little turtle, then ruthlessly removed Hua Chan's stand and folded the legs of the stand so that she could eat while lying on the sofa.

This made Fu Minghui feel the warmth of being well taken care of again.

She reminded herself not to be greedy, because although she liked it, she was learning to be independent and could not take all the warmth and good luck for granted.

As the saying goes, a full meal makes you sleepy, and a hungry meal makes you dazed. Not long after finishing his meal, Fu Minghui fell asleep again.

She seemed to have entered that dream again.

As expected, her dream could become a supernatural TV series.

This time she stood directly at the edge of the water, so that she could fall into the water if she stretched her foot forward.

So, she could clearly see the head of the woman in the water...swimming around in the middle of the river.

In the 1980s, people were still relatively conservative. This woman knew how to swim in the north and dared to swim in the wild in the middle of the night. She must be an avant-garde person. Perhaps this is a related clue?

Because he had seen this scene before, although his heart was chilled, Fu Minghui was able to remain calm and rational.

She was sure that she was in a dream, so she didn't need to worry about what happened. Regardless of whether she saved the person or not, it happened decades ago. The dead are gone, but the past can be traced.

Sure enough, she saw the good swimmer who drowned here.

Moreover, her eyes seemed to be able to see through, penetrating the dark river surface and the deep water, all the way to the bottom of the water.

As expected, the man swam down desperately after jumping off the high bridge. When panic appeared on his face, he swam down even harder.

But, it wasn't his vision or perception that was wrong.

It was he who saw a drowned girl lying at the bottom of the water, with water plants entangled and covering her body, with only her head exposed above the riverbed.

He seemed to be bewitched and swam over with all his strength.

As time got closer, he finally seemed to wake up, but it was too late to leave.

The long hair flew up, entangled him tightly, and finally pressed him into the mud at the bottom of the river.

It turns out that it was really a water ghost looking for a substitute!

This unlucky and doomed man has already been buried underwater. The woman in the water should have found a replacement, right? And why does he appear in her nightmares again?

Of the young men who managed to escape and the good swimmer who drowned, who met the woman in the water first? And in the dream, it was the ten-character Heavenly Words she recited that helped the young men who flirted with her escape. But since it happened decades ago, it shouldn't have been her who had the effect. But why do I feel the power of the Heavenly Words?

So many doubts, really so many.

"Do you want to come down and accompany me? Playing in the water is the most comfortable thing." Suddenly, a female voice came from under her feet.

It was so sudden that Fu Minghui was still startled.

Looking down, she saw the face of the woman in the water emerging from the waves at her feet, her long hair spread out on the surface of the river like a huge hole.

"Come on, one person is not enough!" The woman in the water had been laughing and never spoke. When she spoke this time, her voice was hoarse yet seductive.

But the malice was enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Go away!" Fu Minghui shouted.

As the head of the woman in the water emerged from the water and was about to bite her calf, she raised her foot and stepped on it suddenly.

But he stepped on empty air and fell heavily into the river.

The strong feeling of weightlessness startled her.

woke up.

But because of the unconscious kicking movement, she almost cried out in pain.

Well, she admitted that the buttocks are a very important part of the body. If you get hurt in that area, it will really affect the whole body!

"What's wrong?" But her movement still alarmed Luo Zhao.

"I'm having a dream again, following the last one." Fu Minghui sighed, "I thought I wouldn't have nightmares when I was next to you, but it turns out I have to be close to you."

She looked accusingly, "You're too far away from me."

We are all in the same room, how far is it?

So what does it mean to be not far?

Luo Zhao looked at Fu Minghui, wanting to say something but ultimately not saying anything, and just sat on the edge of the sofa holding his laptop.

Because Fu Minghui occupied the entire sofa, he sat on the floor with his back leaning against the edge of the sofa.

"Why don't I have nightmares when I'm close to you?" Fu Minghui asked.

"Psychological suggestion?" Luo Zhao didn't turn around.

"Forget it, I'd better ask Chi Xin." Fu Minghui said.

"Why don't you tell me what you dreamed about?"

Luo Zhao still didn't turn around. He saw the side of his face from Fu Minghui's direction. He was wearing rimless glasses on his straight nose. His perfect profile and perfect jawline revealed his determination and courage.

It was just that his Adam's apple seemed to be moving, as if he was feeling a little complicated.

But she was just dazed and then recounted what happened in her dream.

"It is indeed a new clue." Luo Zhao nodded and gave affirmation to Fu Minghui.

Then he added, "As for whether you saved those people who approached you, if you really find them, you can ask them. After all, the distortion of time and space is also very strange and worth studying."

Man, could you please not be so academic?

Fu Minghui rolled his eyes. After all, for a poor student, whenever he heard a top student talk about scientific knowledge, he would feel offended...

But she had only rolled her eyes halfway when she heard Luo Zhao say, "Okay, I'm very close now, you can sleep a little longer, don't you have things to do tomorrow?"

You need a hug to get close enough.

Fu Minghui wanted to say it, but it was just a thought.

I don’t know if it’s because of injury or illness that the brain can adjust itself. In any case, she doesn’t usually sleep so well. But after closing her eyes for a while, she really fell asleep again.

Maybe because she was so close to him, she never got into supernatural TV series again.

When she woke up the next morning, she felt energetic but exhausted with backache.

If anyone doesn’t believe it, why not try lying on the bed for a night?

Luo Zhao had already left, and Hua Chan was left standing beside him, sulking in anger.

The stand was used as a dining table and its legs were folded.

After dinner, although it was returned to Huachan, the folded part was not stretched out, so that Huachan looked like a big head (computer screen) and a short body (frame), like a little fat boy, which made Fu Minghui want to laugh.

"I told you not to give me a robotic arm!" She continued to mutter about not getting her wish, complaining, "Now I want to give you a physical therapy massage, I can't even put a plaster on you. Humph, do it yourself."

The angle at which she was injured was such that it would be difficult for her to heal herself.

"Why don't you call Luo Zhao over?" she muttered.

Who would have thought that Huachan heard it and said, "I've already asked for it."

Fu Minghui was so frightened!

"You, you, you! You actually said that!"

"You clearly think so in your heart. As your personal AI, I will naturally be considerate enough to relay it to you."

"You said it was my wish!"

"Isn't it? We AI don't lie or betray." Hua Chan's tone was proud and dissatisfied.

It seemed as if Fu Minghui's words were an insult to her.

First update.

I broke my coccyx, so I have a life. ^_^