Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Tiny snowflakes danced in the gloomy sky, melting as soon as they touched it.

The cry of the baby seemed to be not far away, the sound was weak and intermittent, as if extremely tired.

Zuo Yan walked over following the sound, and the thick snow layer under his feet creaked.

Everything around him is blurry, and there is a red wall on the right side of his body, showing a sense of age.

I don't know where this is, and there is no one around, only the crying of the baby attracts him.

Walking a few steps around the wall, I saw a basket under a tree with a baby still in swaddling clothes.

It was a small ball, its face was flushed with cold, its eyes were tightly closed, and a weak cry came from its mouth.

Is it human?

This thought flashed through Zuo Yan's mind, but the white breath from the child's mouth told him that it was a human being.

When I approached, I wanted to reach out and pick up this child. There are many things about abandoning babies no matter what age, but such a cute child, how can I bear it.

Fingers passed through the child's body, Zuo Yan froze for a moment, then looked at himself, there was nothing missing, the body was all good, and it was not transparent, but try again, it was the same as before.

The child's cries became smaller and smaller in front of him, and finally they could not even hear the sound.

Zuo Yan also panicked. He looked around to see if anyone else was passing by. He was knocked on the head by a stone hidden in the snow when he was in a hurry.

Turning around, the place where he can move is only so big, and the rest of the place seems to be blocked and can't get through.

There was no sound, and he yelled several times but saw no one.

Zuo Yan could only go back to the basket again, seeing that the child inside had lost his voice.

"What place is this?"

System: "I don't know."

"Is it a dream?"

System: "No, I won't appear in your dreams."

Although he couldn't touch the child, Zuo Yan still huddled himself into a circle and sat around the basket, at least the snow didn't pass through his body.

"Little guy, wake up, my brother will make a magic trick for you, transforming you into a living person, haven't you seen it before, when you open your eyes, brother will transform you, okay?"

Zuo Yan could no longer hear the child's breathing, and he could hardly see the rise and fall of his chest.

"On this snowy day, it's just us two brothers. You are the only one who can see this magic trick. I usually hide it and tuck it in. Why don't you take a look at me?"

In the vast expanse of white snow, the white-haired boy squatted on the edge of the basket, talking to the baby inside, all talking to himself, and the snowflakes fell on him, piling up into a thin piece after a while.

"The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it will bury both of us in a while."

Zuo Yan sat on the ground and discussed with the system whether the child was dead or alive.

A corner of the child's wrapped clothes was exposed, and his small shoulders were exposed. He tried to cover him, but he couldn't touch it.

He just kept this movement, passed through, and came back to cover again.

Until, the child suddenly opened his eyes.

Startled him, "He's awake!"

System: "Maybe I'm annoyed by you."

Zuo Yan said, "He can't see me."

"You finally woke up, hurry up, if you still have the strength, cry twice." Wait a little longer and you might really freeze to death.

The child stopped crying instead, staring at him with big dark eyes, Zuo Yan turned east, he just looked over, Zuo Yan tilted his head west, he turned his gaze away.

I can really see him!

System: "Can you understand a baby when you talk to him? Are you stupid?"

Zuo Yan: "If you don't try, how will you know?"

The child knew how to look at him without blinking.While blocking the snow, Zuo Yan looked at the house behind him, he could see the wall but couldn't hear the sound.

"anyone there!"

There was no voice to answer him, Zuo Yan felt that no one would answer him if he shouted so, put his hand to his mouth, took a deep breath, "Sell candied haws!"

System: "You're freezing stupid."

Zuo Yan said: "You don't understand, in this kind of weather, they are all in bed at home, and only those who sell candied haws can bother them."

On a snowy day, Zuo Yan was still wearing shorts and half-sleeves. After a while, he couldn't hold on any longer. Before transforming, he even said to the child: "The person who promised you is here."

The next moment, the person turned into a plump panda. The child's eyes finally changed a little, and he stretched out his little hand to pull his ear.

But no, Zuo Yan was still covered by the snow, he was not tall, lying on the basket, facing the child, and when he stretched out his hand, his ear fell into the child's little hand.

"Touch it, don't pull it." Zuo Yan said uncomfortably, his ears are too sensitive.

The child stared at him blankly, let go of his ears, and instead hugged his nose with two small hands, opened his mouth with only two tender lower front teeth, and gnawed on it.

What is there to chew on your nose, let go of your mouth!After a while I sneezed and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Wait, he can touch me, why can't I touch him?"

System: "If you ask him, don't ask me."

The child scratched his face, touched his teeth, in short, a panda's face was touched all over.

Zuo Yan just allowed him to "torture" him, as long as he slept, he might not be able to wake up after sleeping.

There were footsteps in the distance, and the hairy face touched by the child's palm turned back to delicate skin.

When the person walked in, Zuo Yan didn't say hello because the person was wearing retro clothes.

A woman who doesn't feel much is dressed as a woman, followed by a pair of maidservants, and four servants behind.

After being reminded by the maid, the woman noticed the basket under the tree and ordered someone to bring it over. Then she saw a baby looking at him with round eyes.

Zuo Yan didn't speak, he didn't even come from under the tree, because those people never looked at him from the beginning to the end.

Can't see him.

The sense of reality just now is realistic, and everything in front of him is like an old movie, except that he is a close audience.

The woman brought the child into the house, and the sound of humming came from the crack of the door.

Zuo Yan followed behind them, and looked up at the words on the plaque before entering the door.

"Zheng Mansion".

Entering the door, it seems to have traveled through time.

He stood under the corridor. There were many half-grown children standing in the open space in front of him, and there were many guns, sticks and swords around him.

At a glance, he saw a young man in a costume in the middle, singing a large part of the opera from his mouth, the words were clear, precise, and correct.

Zuo Yan felt in his heart that this young man was the same child from before.

A middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and smiled happily. On the other side of the corridor, several half-grown children in costumes looked jealous, and they got together and talked about something.

He walked a few steps forward, and the scene changed. Before the change, Zuo Yan seemed to look at the young man as if he was looking at him, but the faces of these people were blurred, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

This time it was the mourning hall, the woman had more wrinkles on her hands, and the boy was much taller, kneeling on the ground to burn paper.

A servant said something, the boy got up, the woman looked guilty, and grabbed his hand and didn't let go.

The boy patted her on the shoulder, turned around and left the mourning hall.

Zuo Yan followed behind him, watching him walk through the corridor and around the yard.

This time, he heard voices.

It belonged to the tone of the drama, and the noise disappeared at the moment the boy stood at the door.

The boy walked slowly to the bronze mirror and sat down, and soon someone put on makeup for him.

Zuo Yan walked outside, and a group of people in police uniforms under the stage looked unhappy, and it seemed that they might pull out the barn at any time.

The people on the stage were trembling, and the wrong tune made the people in the audience even more impatient.

At this moment, a sound resounding around the beam resounded in this square inch.

Stepping up to the stage, she opened her mouth in amazement, and every move made the world quiet down.

Zuo Yan couldn't tell if it was Danjiao or Tsing Yi, both the appearance and the charming voice were enough to attract him,

The people on the stage relaxed a lot, and then he watched the young man change into the old man's clothes again, and went out again.

In the background, the woman was supported by someone, and she was reprimanding the three young men. Those people lowered their heads, and they could see their unwillingness from their clenched fists.

The scene changed again, this time the young man coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as he got off the stage.

The people around him were already familiar with the road, and he brought a bowl of soup medicine, and he took it and drank it, as if he was familiar with the taste.

There were a few sounds of wooden warehouses outside, and the servants shivered for a while, but he was the only one who was not disturbed, changed his blood-stained costume, left the stage, and returned to the yard.

Zuo Yan did not follow him, but went out and walked to the street. There were not many people outside.

In some cases, only people in police uniforms were left, carrying boxes and swaggering past in the street.

Zuo Yan walked in the opposite direction to them, not far away was a wealthy family, and there were two lions in front of the door.

The door was open, and several people were watching, and there were crying and howling inside.

The yard had been smashed, several corpses were still bleeding, and the woman was leading the child crying, sad and hated.

This is a time of turmoil.

If it weren't for the leader who controls the town and his wife who love to listen to operas, the Zheng family might end up similar to them.

Back in the courtyard of the Zheng family, the young man was lying on the reclining chair in a coat, holding a miscellaneous journal in his hand, reading it with gusto.

He would cough lightly from time to time, blood would always fall on the handkerchief, but he threw it aside indifferently.

Still not seeing his face clearly, Zuo Yan couldn't help but get closer, and then a little closer.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him became more and more blurred. The boy seemed to raise his head, and he didn't hear what he said.

The next second, he was still lying on the bed, opened his eyes, and met a pair of green eyes.

WTF!

With a slap, the orange cat jumped into the other person's arms and licked the fur of its paws.

"Dream?"

Zuo Yan hummed.

Sika nodded his hand with cold fingers, "What dream."

It was only then that Zuo Yan realized that he was holding onto him tightly, and quickly let go, "It's a strange dream."

Si Jia looked at him with deep eyes, didn't continue to ask, the cat stuffed into his arms and hugged him tightly together with the cat.

"Don't be afraid, go to sleep."

In the situation just now, he might have thought he was having a nightmare, Zuo Yan looked at the moonlight outside, the Zheng family...