After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Jun Li finally gained the upper hand. He stood up and pressed on, saying word by word: "Jiang Qianyi didn't let me save him! He will never blame me for not saving him!"

"I don't care what you are! It doesn't matter if you are my inner demon or my nightmare!!"

"Don't f*cking say such disgusting things to me in the manner of Jiang Qianyi!!! You are fake! You are totally fake!"

Jun Li roared and tried to drive Li Gui out, but the scene around him suddenly shattered, and the school bus... the rental house... all turned into ashes.

Jiang Qianyi in front of him suddenly began to distort his face into that of an unfamiliar high school student.

"you…"

Jun Li suddenly felt a pain in his head, and the temporarily erased memories suddenly flooded into his mind...

"This method is indeed risky but worth a try..."

“Since there is a way to break the impasse, why not put it into practice…”

"what!!"

Jun Li opened his eyes, and suddenly a large number of fragments emerged from the chaos in front of him...

"My...my name is Jiang Qianyi!"

"The universe is vast and majestic... a stunning debut!"

"Uncle! Tutor me in math and I'll buy you a meal!"

"Uncle! You are a top student!"

"uncle!"

"Uncle! Don't save me!!"

Jun Li looked at the fragmented images and couldn't help wanting to reach out and touch them, but they suddenly disappeared when he was about to touch them.

"idiot!"

"Stupid humans!"

"You... came all the way back just because you weren't wearing socks?"

"Jun Li!"

Jun Li looked at the increasingly concrete images and realized that these were all his memories... Then the high school-aged kid in front of him...

"You...are Liao Chen?"

Liao Chen tilted his head stiffly and then chuckled: "You are amazing..."

"Your dream is the most difficult to break out of among you."

Liao Chen walked closer and asked with a hint of curiosity: "How did you react? I had been playing with you at my mercy before, and just when I thought I could kill you, you suddenly broke free."

"I have clearly deleted all your memories, and this incident is the main cause of your depression, and it is also something you have been avoiding."

Liao Chen frowned slightly and sighed: "I admire you. I extracted your memory and found the shadow that you fear the most, want to escape the most, and are most reluctant to mention..."

"But you can still break through..."

Liao Chen didn't wait for Jun Li's response and said directly: "Go, your friends are still waiting for you."

Jun Li was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered that Bai Ze was still outside. Just as he was about to speak, Liao Chen said meaningfully: "But there is still one person who has not broken the dream, so you can't go out yet."

"Who? Lin Jiayan?!"

Jun Li frowned slightly... This shouldn't be the case... Lin Jiayan shouldn't be slower than me...

"I don't know him, but... he was thrown into the tent by you guys, and his situation may not be good now."

Liao Chen chuckled and snapped his fingers. The surroundings began to change again: "I can allow one of you to enter his dream and help him. You can discuss it among yourselves..."

"Hey!"

Jun Li still had questions to ask but Liao Chen had disappeared. He suddenly opened his eyes and felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat.

"Jun Li!!"

Bai Ze hugged him tighter, his blue eyes full of undisguised worry. He didn't know how many times he had wiped Jun Li's blood.

Jun Li turned his body with difficulty. He opened his mouth and felt a sweet taste in his throat. Jun Li wanted to reach out and touch Bai Ze's face but he didn't have the strength. Bai Ze noticed his movement and quickly held his hand and put it against his face.

"Wife..."

"I...I'm fine..."

Jun Li coughed up blood which kept pouring out of his mouth and nose. He woke up too late and his body had started to feel cold and numb after bleeding from all seven orifices for a long time.

"Don't talk..."

Bai Ze hugged him tighter with a distressed look on his face. Sometimes he hated that he was not human and did not have human body temperature. Jun Li's body was so cold... almost the same temperature as his...

Jun Li nodded reluctantly, suddenly remembered Liao Chen's words, and then hurriedly looked at Lin Jiayan.

"Jia Yan...Jin An...Jin An he..."

Lin Jiayan immediately became nervous when he heard Mo Jinan. His originally weak body immediately stood up straight and tensed up: "What's wrong with Jinan!"

It was extremely difficult for Jun Li to speak. He opened his mouth and managed to say, "Jin An has also entered a dream! He hasn't woken up yet!"

"What did you say!"

Lin Jiayan suddenly felt a little colder, his mind was in a mess and his hands and feet were extremely cold.

Mo Jinan didn't provoke Li Gui at all...how could he be dragged into the dream!

How could he be sleeping peacefully in the tent?

"Liao Chen... Liao Chen said... he could let one of us enter his dream to rescue him..."

Jun Li spat out another mouthful of blood and spoke with difficulty: "Lin Jiayan, go quickly..."

...

At this moment, Mo Jinan's seven orifices were bleeding and his cheeks were pale. He seemed to be completely trapped in a nightmare and unable to escape...

He returned to the year when he was sixteen, the year his mother passed away...

The year his beautiful and gentle mother was diagnosed with bone marrow cancer, he watched helplessly as his mother transformed from a gentle and pretty beauty into someone who became increasingly thinner, with her hair falling out in large quantities, her face becoming sallow, and her beautiful eyes gradually becoming lifeless.

At that time, Mo Jinan was a spoiled and willful young master. His father was busy with the company and rarely came home. Mo Jinan was extremely dependent on his mother since he was a child.

His mother was a gentle and virtuous young lady. Mo Jinan was very naughty and got into trouble when he was a child, but his mother never scolded him. Every time she educated him, she appealed to his emotions and explained things with reason, which was completely opposite to Mo's father's way of using a belt to educate him.

Mo Jinan was spoiled and ignorant at that time. Seeing his mother's health getting worse and worse, he made a fuss and asked his mother to go out with him. In the later stage of chemotherapy, his mother lost all her thick hair. She became thinner and thinner and gradually lost her human appearance.

Mo Jinan held Crayon Shin-chan in his arms and looked at the woman on the bed who was as thin as a skeleton. She smiled at him with difficulty, and her gentle and pleasant voice became hoarse.

"Jin An... come here, mommy will hold you..."

Mo Jinan shook his head desperately and was unwilling to get close to the skinny and pale woman on the bed. He was unwilling to admit that she was his gentle and beautiful mother.

"Good morning..."

The woman on the bed had a trace of sadness on her face because of her son's resistance and the obvious fear in his eyes, but she still tried her best to smile gently and tried to coax Mo Jinan with a hoarse voice.

"Konan... it's mom..."

"No way! My mom is very beautiful! She's not like you!"

Mo Jinan felt wronged as he was talking, and ran out crying. He actually knew that his mother was sick, but he didn't understand why his mother became unrecognizable because of her illness...

He didn't dare to get close, he didn't dare to admit that the skinny woman on the bed was his mother...

However, Mo Jinan kept avoiding his mother and did not dare to go in to see her for the last time until the day her mother passed away.

Mo Jinan was scared... He didn't want to admit that his mother had died of illness, and he didn't want to believe that his mother was gone.

He thought his mother was joking with him and would definitely show up suddenly...

But until the coffin was buried, Mo Jinan missed the last chance to see his mother. He just kept waiting for the mother he hoped would have enough fun and reappear by his side...