Welcome to the world of strange dreams

The cicada is charging and is also in hibernation.

In fact, there are enough wires in the house, but Huachan only charges near her. Just like Wuya, even if he is not next to her, he will sleep and play where she can see him.

They loved her.

Fu Minghui thought happily, even if it is not the normal love of humans, but comes from animals and AI, it is still quite remarkable, isn't it? It is not only human love that is precious.

Then she saw that there was indeed a WeChat message on her phone.

Be calm.

In keeping with her usual cool style, leaving a message is just a matter of time and place.

She made an appointment with Fu Minghui to have dinner at 11:30 am at a restaurant near Fu's house which was famous for its quiet environment.

Fu Minghui had some expectations, and after they met, it turned out to be pretty much what she had guessed.

"I went to the hospital this morning." Leng Jing smiled bitterly and patted a large cloth bag beside him. "I have to take several kinds of medicine every day. This is the amount I need in a month. Sigh, I never thought that one day I would become a medicine jar."

"There is a saying among the people that a broken pot can make a good pot. It means that people who need to take medicine for a long time may live longer than those who seem healthy." Fu Minghui said seriously, "I have read a Taoist scripture before. There is a sentence in it. I don’t remember the original text, but the meaning is that being sick is a treasure. I didn’t quite understand this before. How can being sick be a treasure? It’s obviously bad luck, right? Now I suddenly understand it a little. Because of some health problems, people will subconsciously pay more attention to it, which will avoid bigger problems."

Of course, this only applies to common diseases.

But calmness at this time needs encouragement.

Furthermore, her disease was just an unknown disease, not immediately fatal. With active treatment and a bit of luck, she might live longer. Her father and sister were unlucky. Her brother died unexpectedly, so maybe he should have been lucky? Then she could be a lucky person, too.

It’s just that the pain of illness must be endured.

"Don't worry. You don't have to persuade me. I promised you that I would actively treat the disease. I still have so many stray animals to protect, so I will definitely grit my teeth and carry on." He smiled calmly, a little weak, but with some vitality.

At least, it's much better than the hopeless state she was in when I saw her yesterday.

It seemed that there was still a residual fire beneath the ashes, and as long as there was a slight breeze, it would slowly burn again.

"I'm very happy to hear my sister say that. I'm going to eat more today and spend more of her money." Fu Minghui said as he flipped through the menu.

Leng Jing couldn't help but smile when he saw her gritting her teeth.

After thinking for a while, he finally rolled up his clothes, revealing a part of his wrist.

She was wearing a large, loose sweater, so it was easy for her to do this. She just placed it directly on the open menu.

Fu Minghui was stunned for a moment, and saw the red rope on the wrist which was so thin that it was almost bony.

"So, do you believe it now, sister?" Fu Minghui tilted his head.

She believed that she had an out-of-body experience, and that Fu Minghui also had this ability and could control himself, and that he had seen her.

"You can't help but believe me, right? We have an agreement, and the red rope is the evidence." He smiled calmly.

She usually had a stern face, which was why she was the subject of all kinds of unkind comments and discussions in the company, including people saying that she had an old woman's face and was possessed by a nun.

But after yesterday's experience of being on the brink of life and death, and thinking about it for a long time, almost reviewing the first half of my life, I suddenly figured it out.

My spirits were lifted, but my core was instantly relaxed.

We are all people who can die at any time, and living one more day is taking advantage of God. If we really die, let alone the delicious food in front of us, even porridge and pickles can't we eat, right?

Well then...enjoy your life while you are alive and be as happy as possible.

Just like what is said in martial arts novels: It is precisely because death is imminent that we should laugh.

Then she discovered that actions and expressions can really lift people’s moods.

"This world needs a little fantasy, otherwise it would be too boring, right?" Fu Minghui also laughed, "At least we are different. Maybe we are the heroine of the story, with ups and downs in the beginning and great success in the end."

What she said really made Leng Jing laugh.

She was old now and no longer had such youthful thoughts, but just by listening, she felt that life suddenly became more colorful.

And the way Fu Minghui tilted his head and looked at her reminded her of Xingxing...

"But when you saw me yesterday, at the edge of the Yin-Yang boundary you mentioned, what was I like and what was I doing?" Leng Jing suddenly asked, "You know, I won't remember what happened after I wake up. Is that okay with you?"

"No impression at all?" Fu Minghui asked curiously.

He shook his head calmly, thought about it, and nodded hesitantly.

"I don't understand. Sister is shaking her head and nodding at the same time. What does that mean?" Fu Minghui was confused again.

"That's right. I don't remember seeing you. It was like I was wandering in the dark, and then my feet went empty, and I fell into the abyss, and then I woke up with a start." Leng Jing tried to recall, "So fortunately I had this red rope, so I knew I wasn't dreaming. In your words, I really had an out-of-body experience."

Fu Minghui didn't say anything, but it was no wonder that Leng Jing thought it was a nightmare. That way of waking up was really a nightmare.

"But..." Unexpectedly, he calmed down and changed his tone, "Soon I realized that I was not awake..."

Huh? A dream within a dream? A double nightmare?

But that's not right. This kind of situation does exist, but Sister Leng was not really dreaming. Her soul was leaving her body, and she was summoned by Xingxing's energy and entered the border.

But this situation is indeed confusing. When she first entered the border, she was often confused with nightmares and often didn't know where she was.

"Believe me, I understand your situation." She held Calm's hand, "I've been there before."

"No, it's not important." He thought calmly for a moment and said, "But when I found myself in a nightmare, I felt like I was trapped in a painting, a very, very dark painting. Everything inside and outside the painting was black, and there were three, no, four monsters talking."

"Monsters? What are they saying and doing?" Fu Minghui was also curious.

It is very likely that last night, the calm soul was frightened and stimulated, and then instantly went out of bounds.

But she was a living being, and she did not go directly back into her body. She had experienced living beings wandering around in the real world before, and it was quite frequent.

So, the place she went to and how she felt about herself at the time are worth exploring.

Is this a real scene? Who are those people? Are they criminals plotting something?

I forgot to ask for leave yesterday. Sorry.

Today is still one update, sorry.

I won’t explain the reason, but I’ve been a jerk lately and the updates are just rubbish.

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, three updates in a row, to make up for what I owe yesterday and today.