Chapter 60: Dreams
(I went to pick peaches yesterday and forgot to change it, and I only sent it this morning.,This chapter is today)
"Hey, Kyle, wake up, wake up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Vaguely, Kyle seemed to sense someone patting him on the head, and he got up blankly.
"Whew, really, Kyle, why are you dozing off again?" A pretty girl with purple eyes stood behind Kyle, covering her forehead helplessly and said.
"yes, why did I fall asleep?" Kyle felt dazed that he had a dream, and in the dream he was the Dafa God of the Magnolia Continent......
"Look at it's a little bit now, what novels are you still writing, go to bed." The girl frowned and urged.
"Sister, wait a minute, I'll sort out my thoughts, it seems that something is not quite right." Kyle rubbed his brow with one hand and leaned back in front of his laptop, trying to think of something.
"Quick... Go... Sleep... Straight! You know? The girl impatiently grabbed one of Kyle's ears and urged.
"Okay, okay, don't pull my ears, sister, I was wrong." Kyle begged for mercy before the girl let go of her hand with a grunt.
Kyle rubbed his right ear helplessly and muttered, "I haven't updated it today, how can I explain it to the reader?" β
The girl said disdainfully: "You are only a few readers, what are you afraid of, just find any reason to prevaricate, such as what graduation defense to prepare, if you don't work, you will say that you forgot to pick peaches today, what a big deal." β
"Okay, then I'll send a leave note." Kyle propped up his sleepy-eyed eyelids and typed word by word on the keyboard: "Dear readers, I forgot to update it because I went to pick peaches today, don't blame you." β
The girl stood behind him and snorted, "Write yourself as the main character, me as your rebellious daughter, and the big star Ophelia as your wife, hum, Kyle, you are not small." β
Kyle finished typing, uploaded the leave slip to his novel, closed his laptop, and retorted dissatisfiedly, "You asked me for a role, and you asked me to write your idol Ophelia in it, you asked for it yourself." β
"You dare to quibble, believe it or not, I beat you." She waved her white fist and threatened Kyle, "I asked you to marry me to Lin Lei in the book, how did you write that?" β
Kyle shouted, "You can't blame me for this, it's the readers who won't let me!" β
The girl complained, "You readers are really boring, you don't even let you marry a daughter, there are not many requirements for support, hum, if I were you, I would be a eunuch." β
Kyle saw that the notebook had been closed, and quickly pushed his sister out of his room, "Okay, okay, okay, don't care about the reader, go to bed." We're going to see Ophelia's concert tomorrow. β
After trying to persuade his sister to leave, Kyle closed the door and lay limply on the bed, looking at the familiar ceiling in his room, but he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.
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The next day, the sun shone on Kyle's bed and face, and he felt the harsh light, and he woke up hazy with sleepy eyes, got up and rubbed his eyes.
"Is it already morning? I've rarely slept in the last 100 years, and once in a while, I feel ......" Kyle suddenly reacted: "What's the situation?" I sleep every day, and I've only been in the middle of 20 years since I was born, so why do I feel like I'm hundreds of years old? β
He sat on the bed and frowned, and began to ponder: "I've always felt a little suspicious lately, should I go to see a psychiatrist, don't I have any mental illness." β
With that in mind, Kyle gets up and washes up.
"Kyle, hurry up, Ophelia's concert is about to start!" His sister, Zi Xue'er, was already anxiously urging.
"Got it, I'll get it right away."
Kyle ran out in a hurry, and Zi Xue'er didn't say much, grabbed his arm and went out of the house with him, and when she got to the street, she directly stopped a taxi: "Master, the downtown gymnasium." β
Kyle sat in the back of the taxi, feeling the roar of the locomotive engine, but feeling more and more dazed.
"What's wrong, what's wrong." He raised his hand and looked at it repeatedly: "Writing novels, chasing stars, this shouldn't be my life...... My life should be ......"
In his mind, a text suddenly popped up, it was a language that did not belong to this world, but he instantly understood the meaning and pronunciation.
He raised a finger and said in a low voice:
"Burning Fire"
He stared nervously at his fingertips, but nothing happened.
"Kyle, what's wrong with you, what other languages are you practicing? I didn't see that you were such a hard-working child. Zi Xue'er, who was sitting next to her, looked at him and covered her mouth and smiled.
Kyle scratched his hair in embarrassment and thought to himself, "Am I crazy?" Or is it in the late stage of secondary 2 disease? β
Wow! With the sound of brakes, the taxi stopped in front of a beautiful stadium.
In front of the gate of the gymnasium hung a long banner:
"Welcome beautiful Miss Ophelia to a solo concert in our city"
After getting out of the taxi, Zi Xue'er pulled Kyle and rushed directly into the gymnasium, the gymnasium is very large, but the people are extremely dense, and on the stage, all kinds of lights are being adjusted
"Ophelia?" Kyle pondered when he saw the name, "There's always a feeling that my relationship with this person is very unusual, why?" β
While Kyle was pondering, a large number of voices rang out, deafening, and a large number of people rushed to the gymnasium, like a wave, completely interrupting Kyle's thoughts.
"Ophelia is here! Look! Zi Xue'er was also screaming excitedly, tiptoeing forward.
"Isn't he just a star? Wait, I'll get you some autographed photos later! Kyle snorted.
Zi Xue'er turned her head and looked at him helplessly, and said, "If you don't brag, you'll die, oh don't say it, I'll take a closer look at the idol to be real." β
Above the stage, with the hysterical shouts of the crowd, Ophelia slowly walked to the center of the stage.
Numerous searchlights play a dazzling role even in the daytime, and colorful smoke fills the air around Ophelia.
She had long brown hair, a delicate face, and a noble temperament the moment she appeared.
The crowd under the stage shouted frantically, "Ophelia! "We love you!"
The big star Ophelia took the microphone and said, "Thank you for your support, I love you too." β
Her voice is unique and ethereal, as if there is a unique appeal.
Kyle stood quietly in the crowd looking at the woman in the flashing light on the stage, and the moment she appeared, the floodgates of memory in Kyle's mind seemed to be opened all at once.