Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Chapter 5 Help or die

X University is a well-known comprehensive university in the country.

Fu Minghui struggled for his life during the college entrance examination, hired top tutors, and retaken the exam twice in a row, only to fall short of the score line.

The possibility of admission was low, but her parents donated the school's stadium.

Because money paved the way, she was able to retain her student status after studying for many years and became an over-age student.

Her unrelated sister is a top student in economics who graduated from X University.

Because it was still during the summer vacation, there were very few people staying on campus, and the campus felt a bit empty.

She came by taxi and didn't dare to drive herself.

Before going out, she went to the underground garage to check and found that the car was damaged.

Her heart was already cold, but now it sank to the bottom.

Because she understood one thing: regardless of people or objects, as long as they appear and are harmed in nightmares, they will have the same damage on their bodies when they wake up.

This shows that nightmares are not just nightmares, they must be related to reality.

She tried hard to overcome her coward mentality of wanting to escape, gritted her teeth, and slowly searched for the address.

In the late summer morning, the air is very fresh and comfortable.

She walked around the artificial lake in the center of the campus and passed through a small garden.

At this time, gardenias and hibiscus flowers are in bloom.

For a moment, Fu Minghui felt as if he had traveled through time and space. He was far away from a life that was so hopeless that there was no tomorrow. He felt very relaxed and happy.

But suddenly, she stopped.

Because through the brocade-like branches and leaves, she saw... Luo Zhao.

The real Luo Zhao is not the man in the dream.

He was sitting on an iron chair by the roadside, with his arms spread out and resting on the back of the chair, eyes closed and meditating.

It seemed that he knew Fu Minghui would come and was waiting for him.

When he heard her footsteps, he slowly turned his head.

In the past, he could only recognize people by feeling, but now it was the first time Fu Minghui saw Luo Zhao in broad daylight and under the sun, and he could really see his appearance clearly.

He is tall and thin, with long legs.

The facial bones are superior and the atrium is slightly longer. The facial features are strong, the nose is straight, the chin is long but not sharp, the eyebrow arch is high, and the eyebrows and hair are very thick.

But the corners of his eyes were slightly downward, and his lips seemed to be pursed slightly, giving his rather tough appearance a hint of vague tenderness. And because he is wearing glasses, the sharpness of his eyes is covered up, making him look even more elegant and gentle.

The most attractive thing is his temperament.

Just sitting there, there is a sense of beauty of still water flowing deep.

Powerful, soft, wild, and emotionally stable.

For a moment, Fu Minghui was at a loss.

She has been too well protected since she was a child, and she is not good at dealing with strangers.

What's more, at this time, reality and dreams seemed to merge, and there was a strong sense of time and space confusion.

So when Luo Zhao stood up and walked over, Fu Minghui subconsciously took a few steps back and almost ran away in vain.

"I guess we don't need to introduce ourselves?"

As soon as Luo Zhaocai stood still, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Facing his "savior", Fu Minghui didn't dare to move at all. He just managed to say, "Do you know me?"

"If you didn't understand, this meeting wouldn't have happened." Luo Zhao's voice was very pleasant, vaguely making the listener feel a little numb.

"Understood?" Fu Minghui was sensitively aware of the other party's words.

Luo Zhao nodded lightly.

It's not a big move, but it's hard not to believe the truth of what he said.

"In your memory, we only met twice at the border, but in fact, there were twenty-four times."

"Boundary?" This was the second time Fu Minghui heard this word. The first time was from the mouth of "Ghost".    And do they meet so often?

She really wasn't impressed at all.

"From the first day of June in the lunar calendar to the twenty-fourth of June last night, you appeared in the border every day." Luo Zhao said calmly, "It's just that except for the first and last days, the other times you encountered Everything is not dangerous, so the brain waves are very weak, and I probably won’t remember it after I wake up.”

"Wait, wait!" Fu Minghui raised his hand, "You said that I keep having nightmares and you are always there, but I only remember the beginning and the ending?"

"The ending..." Luo Zhao raised his eyebrows with a slightly cold expression, "I'm afraid this is just the beginning."

"What do you mean? What is going on? Please tell me!" In desperation, Fu Minghui grabbed Luo Zhao's arm.

He did not hide, but his tone was so calm that it was almost cold, "To put it simply, the world we live in is not unique, but each interface does not interfere with each other. But more than a year ago, there was an interface with us The world was inexplicably broken."

"How was it broken? Why did it appear here? What impact does it have?" Fu Minghui asked anxiously.

Luo Zhao shook his head, "Everything is unknown at the moment, but we call it the border."

"What...is in this boundary?" Fu Minghui asked the core and what scared her the most.

"Unknown energy bodies are very cruel." Luo Zhao paused, "There are also the negative energies in our real world that have not dissipated."

"You mean... external evil spirits and... dead ghosts?" Fu Minghui stammered after being stunned for a long time.

"You can use these secular concepts to understand." Luo Zhao finally slowly withdrew his arm.

"Then why was I pulled in? I'm not dead!" Fu Minghui grabbed it again, "Is it a coincidence?"

"It is true that coincidences happen, but usually only once." Luo Zhao lowered his head slightly and stared into Fu Minghui's eyes. "You are the only one who keeps appearing repeatedly, and they also take the initiative to find you."

"Why are you looking for me? I'm so ordinary, I don't have any other abilities!" Fu Minghui almost jumped, "Can you please don't let them look for me!"

"Don't know. Can't."

Two sentences, six words, seemed to be a death sentence for Fu Minghui.

"Then why are you looking for me? You know this, right?"

"You must have felt that the harm that occurs in the boundary will be directly reflected in reality." Luo Zhao straightened up, "External energy, well, to use the words you are used to understanding, are evil spirits. They must be killed to avoid They break out and harm humans. Negative energy bodies, uh, lingering ghosts probably have obsessions, and they need to be eliminated."

He took a deep breath, "What we do is to purify the border and prevent it from harming the real world."

"Does that have anything to do with me? Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am for the time being, but you seem to be the person they chose." Luo Zhao suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a smile with unknown meaning, but it was really pretty.

"You either have a special physique, or you have some special ability. Although I haven't seen it yet, since you are being targeted and you can't survive alone, you might as well consider helping me."

As he spoke, he handed over a box.

"If you like, put it on tonight."

"What if I don't want to?" Fu Minghui felt rebellious.

"It's up to you." Luo Zhao said casually.

The conversation changed again, "But you can't control yourself going in and out of the border in your sleep, and you are not so lucky to meet me every time. If you never come out, or even die in the border, in reality, you will also dead."

"Is this threatening me?"

The obvious meaning is: help or die!
  "It's a reminder." Luo Zhao turned and left.

A gust of wind came.

His tall figure just disappeared into the colorful fall, and the sense of reality turned from reality to unreality.

Fu Minghui subconsciously looked at his watch.

The hands are moving.

She was heartbroken because the reality overwhelmed her.

　The question is, what do you like about Luo Zhao's appearance?

　　If a corresponding image comes to mind, I hope you can tell me in the book review area.

　　Which blue star do you think he looks like?

　　As an aside, I was chatting with a friend who works in film and television the other day. She said that nowadays male actors are considered short at 1.8 meters, and everyone is rushing to 1.9 meters...

　　
  　
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