Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Chapter 12 Salt or sweet?

After letting the cicada go into hibernation, Fu Minghui looked out the window and was surprised to find that it was already bright.

This shows that time within the boundary does not flow equally with that of the outside world, and logic and rules are still beyond grasp.

But what happened in this dream was too strange and dangerous. She had too many questions and she still had to find Luo Zhao.

While washing, she noticed that she had two big dark circles under her eyes.

Isn't that right? If you go to another world to fight monsters in the middle of the night every day and don't rest during the day, your sleep time and quality will be seriously insufficient.

She changed into a comfortable little white skirt and white shoes to let the refreshing color balance her dull complexion. Just as I was thinking about whether to go out for breakfast, the phone suddenly rang.

Although it was an unfamiliar number, Fu Minghui still answered it.

Surprisingly, Luo Zhao's voice came from the other side of the phone, "If everything's okay, come out and I'll send you the location on WeChat."

"How do you know my electricity..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone was disconnected.

So this isn't a discussion at all, it's just an order, okay?
  Fu Minghui felt a little rebellious and couldn't let it go.

But then I thought about how easily my phone number could be found, and I could send messages at any time without adding friends on WeChat. For someone with such extraordinary abilities, his background must be powerful and complicated. She had better not resist casually.

The location was not far or near her home, on a snack street.

She rode a small car over there, and even though she was a little short-sighted, she saw Luo Zhao at a glance among the crowds of people during the rush hour at work.

This man is too conspicuous.

When I saw him at school, he was wearing a crisp suit, which complemented his good figure and good proportions with broad shoulders and long legs. It made people feel that the clothes should always be on him, and his temperament was very elegant and refined.

But when he was at the border, it was probably because of force situations, so he wore hiking pants, hiking boots, and a neat work jacket. The overall feeling is that of violence and elegance, after all, I am still wearing rimless glasses.

In short, I have to say that Luo Zhao's appearance is very outstanding.

At this time, he was sitting there quietly. It was either an elegant high-end restaurant like in movies or TV series, or an ordinary roadside stall, but there was no sense of violation.

He was so awe-inspiring among everyone, like the snow on the high mountains, but he was also strangely able to blend into the smoke and fire of the world of the city, casual and natural, not obtrusive at all.

What is this called?
  Salty or sweet?

The strange thing is that whenever Fu Minghui looks at Luo Zhao, he can quickly sense it and look for him accurately.

So he raised his hand to her.

Fu Minghui shook his head to clear away the nonsensical thoughts in his mind. He came to Luo Zhao like a little daughter-in-law and sat down.

Breakfast was already placed on the table, all her favorite foods.

It seems that the other party has control over her every move, her life experience, and even every small detail.

This is not moving, but rather a sense of being invisible and slightly scary.

"You came to me today?" She was not polite, took a bite of her favorite fried dough sticks, and asked vaguely.

"The border has been around for more than a year. Last night was the most out-of-control situation I have ever encountered. It is necessary to communicate with you."

Fu Minghui had something stuffed in his mouth and didn't speak, so he asked with his eyes.

Luo Zhao was silent before saying, "The reenactment of the scene is too realistic, and there are also situations that were not mentioned in the investigation. The point is..."

He glanced at the crystal ring on her left index finger.

Didn't pick it today.

"This ring is one of our most sophisticated devices, but except for the slight delay in synchronizing information, which is normal, I found that what you can see and hear cannot be completely transmitted to me."

"Does this mean the equipment should be updated?" Fu Minghui took a sip of soy milk.

"This shows that neither you nor us have fully understood your abilities." Luo Zhao looked at Fu Minghui, "So when you were in danger before, I couldn't keep up. And this incident is far more dangerous than expected. and complex.”

"Do you mean that we will encounter big danger?"    "I may not be able to show up in time."

"and then?"

"You can quit."

This answer made Fu Minghui startled.

"Before, if I understood correctly..." she said without thinking, "you didn't force me on the surface, but you were coercive and inducement. I had no choice. What now? Do you want to give up?"

"Believe it or not, my job is to protect..."

"I won't quit." Fu Minghui interrupted Luo Zhao and said flatly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm really scared. I've always been a coward." Fu Minghui gritted his teeth and nodded, "But my parents can't just die inexplicably!"

In the border, she saw many people, but she didn't see her parents alone. I thought I met him before, but it turned out to be another ghost.

Why is this happening? She wanted to find out.

Moreover, the fire was obviously a man-made disaster, and the hatred for killing his father was irreconcilable.

"it is good."

Luo Zhao only said one word, but Fu Minghui felt that he seemed to be relieved.

This man is very cold and only pursues the completion of his "mission". The reason why I persuaded her to leave before was not out of sympathy or pity, it seemed like it was just a procedure.

His background is obviously not simple.

The less simple the place, the more complicated the program is.

Fu Minghui felt a little annoyed. It was never pleasant to be treated as a tool of unrequited affection.

So she angrily went to pick up brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and accidentally glanced at Luo Zhao's left hand.

"Are you hurt?" she asked in surprise.

Luo Zhao shrank his hands and said calmly, "It's okay."

Fu Minghui saw that it was obviously a burn, without any medicine, and a string of fire bubbles. Apparently Luo Zhao came to find her as soon as she left the border and didn't have time to deal with it.

In an instant, the anger in his heart calmed down.

After all, people put their work first and are very cruel to themselves.

"You said that in the nightmare, no, in the boundary, the body will be injured in the same way in the real world. It turns out to be true."

So if you die over there, you will die over here, right?
  She had experienced something like this before, but she wasn't seriously hurt and didn't feel it deeply.

When I saw Luo Zhao's hand, I felt a slight chill in my heart.

"Wait for me." She said and ran away.

For a veteran foodie, she was familiar with the neighborhood, so she quickly bought a box of burn ointment.

Seeing Luo Zhao's repulsive attitude, he put the ointment on the table and said, "Apply it yourself. It's an old domestic brand. Although it's not famous, my mother said this is the best for removing fire poison."

I couldn't help but feel nostalgic, sad and lonely, "In the past, my mother liked to cook with her own hands. Sometimes I would help her, and I would always handle the hot pot randomly, and I would often get burnt..."

At that time, her mother would apply medicine to her with her own hands.

In fact, although this medicine healed quickly, it was very painful at the time.

It's a pity that now she feels pain, but no one can give her medicine.

　In the new week, I see that everyone has voted for a lot of recommendations and even monthly votes. I am very grateful!

　　
  　
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