The conversation between the two in the dream left Lin Yu unable to help but start doubting...
Could it be that back then abroad, there really was someone like "him" who appeared?
Someone who steered Du Ruxue onto a certain path in life?
Even if such a person existed, it definitely wasn’t the current Lin Yu.
But this...
The strange connections made Lin Yu’s scalp tingle, leaving him momentarily unable to sort out his thoughts.
Forget about any flirtatious leg-touching—right now, Lin Yu just wanted to urgently figure everything out.
He needed to learn more about the past from Du Ruxue.
At the same time...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
A powerful force of attraction suddenly surged from within the dream world.
Lin Yu, sitting on the sofa, frowned: "???"
This force was entirely directed at him.
It seemed like... it was trying to pull him out of the dream world?
What kind of absurd way to wake up from a dream was this?
Being in Du Ruxue’s dream was truly an eye-opener.
Every bizarre thing he’d never encountered before could be experienced here.
Lin Yu tried to resist using the power of the dream’s laws.
At the same time, he pressed Du Ruxue with a soul-searching question:
"Little Snow, what’s with that expression? Are you not welcoming me?"
"Why does it feel like... you’re trying to kick me out?"
Du Ruxue stood up, her demeanor shifting as if she’d become a different person.
Her gaze icy, she looked at Lin Yu and softly said:
"Xiao Yu, go back... you don’t belong here..."
Lin Yu instantly broke out in goosebumps: "!!!"
What did that mean?
Did she suddenly recognize him again?
Had some hidden alternate personality awakened within her?
Did each personality store memories separately?
No, no... that couldn’t be.
Maybe it was just Aunt Ruxue’s subconscious breaking free in the dream world!
One thing was certain, though.
The overwhelming force of attraction erupted abruptly, and the scene before him rapidly dissolved.
By the time he regained his senses, Lin Yu’s consciousness had already been pulled back to his sleeping body on the bed.
This time, the dream hadn’t collapsed—he’d been forcibly ejected from it.
Lin Yu sat up in bed and turned the air conditioning up by one degree.
Only then did the chill running down his spine begin to fade.
Aunt Ruxue’s multiple personalities made her dream world so chaotic and terrifying.
It was nothing like any of his previous dream entries!
Ironically, this only fueled Lin Yu’s curiosity further.
"Aunt Ruxue, you’re quite interesting..."
"I wonder what other fun things will happen next time I enter your dream?"
Full of anticipation, Lin Yu lay back down.
After that exhausting dream journey, it was time for the last two sweet romantic dreams.
A perfect way to soothe his wounded little heart.
......
In Chen Qimeng’s bedroom.
Du Ruxue took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.
The lights in the room were still on—the bedside lamp hadn’t been turned off.
Mengmeng slept soundly beside her, her breathing steady and even.
The two had planned to chat all night, but in the end, Du Ruxue had been the one to succumb to sleep first?
This surprised her greatly.
The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was Chen Qimeng talking about her life after the divorce.
Normally, Du Ruxue struggled terribly with insomnia in unfamiliar environments.
Yet tonight, in her old friend’s bed, she’d slept so peacefully.
As her thoughts gradually returned, Du Ruxue frowned, trying hard to recall what had happened in the dream...
It happened again!
She often had strange dreams, but upon waking, she could only remember fragments.
She’d even consulted a psychologist about her inability to remember dreams.
Naturally, she hadn’t found any effective solution.
This time, she could only recall one scene...
A boy standing in front of her little house abroad, stepping forward to teach the foreigners bullying her a lesson.
That boy’s face... looked exactly like Lin Yu!
Du Ruxue couldn’t help but laugh at herself.
Who would’ve thought?
She’d somehow grown so attached to a boy she’d only met once.
Judging by their first interaction today, the mysterious opponent who’d blocked her attempt to hack the apartment’s network was undoubtedly Lin Yu.
None of the other residents stood a chance of being capable of it.
Originally, she’d come to Pingchuan for two reasons.
First, to retrieve her cat.
Second, to confront this mysterious opponent.
Running into Chen Qimeng had been completely unexpected.
And because of her, Du Ruxue’s original plans had been disrupted.
Now, she’d decided to stay in Pingchuan a little longer.
At the very least, she could rest assured that her cat wouldn’t suffer the same things she once had in this environment.
It had been so long since she’d lived with others—maybe experiencing communal life again wouldn’t be so bad.
She’d initially planned to rent a place for about half a month.
But Chen Qimeng was sharp. Before Du Ruxue could even voice this idea,
Chen Qimeng had insisted during their late-night chat:
As long as Du Ruxue stayed in Pingchuan, she had to stay at Chen Qimeng’s place.
They hadn’t seen each other in so long—there were endless things Chen Qimeng wanted to tell her.
Reuniting with her old friend had filled Chen Qimeng with excitement, and she cherished every moment.
Faced with such warmth, Du Ruxue ultimately couldn’t refuse and agreed.
The two made plans to go to work together tomorrow.
Which meant...
From now on, she’d be living under the same roof as everyone else.
As for the little secrets Lin Yu was hiding? She’d peel them back layer by layer herself!
......
The long night continued, with two others still lost in sweet dreams.
The third girl to wake in the dead of night was Shen Jiuyi, lying beside Shen Buyao.
The moment Shen Jiuyi got out of bed, she rushed straight to the bathroom without hesitation and turned on the faucet.
The icy water splashed onto her face, barely dousing the restlessness in her heart.
"Hah... hah..."
Normally so composed, Shen Jiuyi now felt her heart pounding as if it might leap out of her throat.
The last time she’d dreamed of Lin Yu, she’d been overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.
This time, alone with him in the dream—and inside Wu Bao Ge’s shop, no less—
the pressure of Buyao potentially appearing at any moment had somehow led to...
her being completely conquered?!
Just because of her fate, was she doomed to keep having dreams like this?
Worried she might dream of Lin Yu again, Shen Jiuyi had deliberately distracted herself before bed, watching all sorts of videos online.
She’d tried filling her mind with gaming content to avoid wandering thoughts.
But in the end?
The harder she tried not to think about him, the more her subconscious seemed to fixate on Lin Yu.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Shen Jiuyi couldn’t think of a good solution.
Maybe... she should take the initiative and talk to Lin Yu?
......
(First update of the day. Two more chapters coming soon—stay tuned!)
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
