But no matter how he struggled, Wang Qiang finally fell asleep, and at the moment when he was asleep, a white light lit up in the palace, completely covering Wang Qiang's body.

Opening his eyes from his deep sleep, Wang Qiang felt that the bed under him was very soft, comfortable, and familiar.

"Where is this?" Wang Qiang rolled over, ready to get up.

"This bed?" Wang Qiang suddenly woke up when he turned over, isn't this his bed on earth?

I rubbed my eyes and saw the layout and furnishings of the room clearly, this is my home on earth!

"Didn't I cross over? Everything before was a dream?" Wang Qiang pinched the flesh on his arm, feeling pain.

"No, dreams will never be so real!" Wang Qiang was a little unacceptable, if everything was really a dream, what about Elena and Xiao Lina?

Glancing at the date and time displayed on the phone, yes, it seems that I really had a dream.

Walking to the bathroom, he washed his face with trembling hands, and looked at himself in the mirror with a pale face, he was sure that this was him.

With his hands on the sink weakly, Wang Qiang said bitterly: "Still can't escape from this life? I've had enough!"

After washing, Wang Qiang got dressed and wandered the streets.

I bought some breakfast on the street, and after eating it, I felt a little stronger.

Walking into the familiar park, Wang Qiang found a seat, sat down directly, and looked ahead in a daze.

I remember when I was a child, my grandmother would sit here and watch herself play in the park.

I used to be very lively and cheerful, and I had a lot of friends. When did you start to become gloomy, silent, and alone?

In the past, when I was in school, my family background made me sought after in school, and during that time, I felt very happy even when my parents were not around.

Later, my grandmother died, and I changed to a new school. Because of a bad mood, I didn't show off my family background in front of my new classmates. When others have long been friends, I have only just met a few people, transfer students, hehe, just isolated people.

Wang Qiang's heart slowly turned cold, and he understood that those so-called friends in the past were just to get a little money in his hands!

The performance of his current classmates made him see the truth clearly.

He was silent, quietly watching the ridiculous words and actions of his classmates.

He is a complete genius, and he can easily answer the answers that his classmates can't come up with when they rack their brains.

But Wang Qiang did not choose to be sharp, he chose to hide himself.

In the eyes of the teacher, this is an ordinary student, every homework is at the average level among the students, and in the eyes of classmates, this is an ordinary but unsociable classmate. The only thing that can be called special is that he is always alone, and no one attends the annual parent-teacher conference.

Maybe I don't care after a long time, Wang Qiang has been comforting himself like this.

And he did, he could calmly watch the happiness of other people's family reunions, and occasionally, even a smile of relief would appear on his face.

But this is just an illusion after all, only during the Spring Festival every year, listening to the sound of fireworks outside the window, watching other people and their families gather together to eat, at this time, he can feel the cold to the bone.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Just as Wang Qiang was deep in thought, a little girl's voice interrupted him.

The little girl looked seven or eight years old, and she looked very cute in a pink dress.

"I'm fine, but you, can't you find your parents?" Wang Qiang had a soft smile on his face, but his eyes were full of exhaustion.

"No, it's very powerful! Can you remember where your home is!" the little girl patted her chest, looking very proud.

"Big brother, if you are unhappy, say it, and I will help you solve it!" The little girl's words made Wang Qiang laugh.

"Little sister, you are still young, there are some things you can't solve. ”

"No, it's not! Mom said that Nan Nan is amazing! She can't solve the problem, Nan Nan will solve it!" The little girl hurriedly retorted, "How do you know that Nan Nan can't solve it?"

"Okay, I'll tell you. Wang Qiang smiled, "Can you tell the difference between reality and dreams?"

This question he asked not only the little girl, but also himself, can he really tell the difference between dream and reality?

"Hmmm... The little girl thought for a moment and then said, "Isn't the difference between reality and dreams that reality is real and dreams are false?

"I just can't tell the difference. Wang Qiang sighed and lay down on the back of his chair.

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake, big brother, what do you think is true?" After the little girl finished speaking, she glanced to the left, "Oh, mom is calling me, goodbye, brother!"

After speaking, he waved goodbye to Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang also waved his hand, but his mind was no longer on the little girl.

"Is something real?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou, this kind of philosophical question is not what I am good at!"

Throwing away the distractions in his heart, Wang Qiang felt that he had been thinking too much recently and needed to calm down.

Isn't traveling through another world just a dream? No matter how real this dream is, it's just a dream.

"Go out for a trip and relax!" Wang Qiang made a decision with a smile.

Walking out of the park, taking a taxi, Wang Qiang went straight to the train station.

To be rich is to be capricious, and Wang Qiang still has a lot of money in his pocket.

After buying a train ticket to Yunnan, Wang Qiang decided to breathe in the breath of nature.

While waiting in the waiting hall, Wang Qiang has been thinking, what is real?

Wang Qiang no longer remembered the magic spell released in the dream, and his previous attempt at meditation cultivation was also declared a failure, and he used instantaneous magic, but he only seemed to be in the middle two, and nothing happened.

With all kinds of signs, even if Wang Qiang is unwilling, he can only admit that he is really just dreaming.

......

The train moved forward quickly, and Wang Qiang warned himself over and over again, don't think too much, relax!

Wang Qiang sat in his seat and looked at the people around him with an unreal feeling.

A mother is feeding her baby from a bottle.

An old man, supported by an old lady, walked to the train's toilet.

A couple leaned on each other to fall asleep.

The two children were playing in their seats, and the parents next to them looked at them with a smile on their lips.

。。。。。。

The harmonious pictures made Wang Qiang feel out of place.

The laughter around him stabbed him like a knife.