"Traveling through the pre-existing era? What is it to do with me?—— but I can't remember?" I can't believe, how can I believe that a person who dreams in his sleep will not know him at all in real life. "How is that possible?" I shook my head, I didn't believe it could be such a strange thing.

However, isn't our crossing a bizarre thing?

"No way, this is the Buddha's will. Hui An was calm and unfazed, "Maybe he keeps the memory of you and the past in the way of dreams, his subconscious has always wanted to wake up all this, but he can't do it with his current ability." ”

I touched the neckline, and since the red boy's gold medal had come to earth and become smaller, I had made it a pendant and hung it around my neck with a red rope. Will Red Boy still be able to fulfill his promise?—— he will find me?!

...... Now, it's not that we haven't met, but we don't know each other.

"Don't overthink it. Hui An's gentle eyes were helpless.

I stabilized my mood for a while, so I calmed down, thinking of the performance of the red boy and the little white dragon today, such a deep friendship, it is really unexpected, I am afraid that they wanted to talk so calmly in the past.

"They seem to get along quite well?" I smiled as happily as I could

"Of course, they live in the same dormitory, and they know each other's habits very well, and they are good when they are good, and they don't give in to each other when they are competitive. ”

Obviously, this is also Hui'an's arrangement. It seems sensible that these two people are not ordinary people after all, and they are not strange to each other in terms of strangeness, and they can keep their mouths shut.

As I struggled to find a topic, the frustration was palpable, and then silence followed.

Hui An's gaze seemed to see through my heart, and although I never hid anything in front of Hui An, it still made me uncomfortable to be sympathized with by him in this way.

Under the pretext of going back to my dorm to clean up, I took a deep breath as soon as I came out, exhaled the depression that was stuffing in my chest, and walked along the roadside woods, looking for a quiet place.

The world is so big, only the plants and trees seem to be familiar. If I could forget everything like the red boy and the little white dragon, my life should be much simpler.

However, when I think of Hui An's mention of the red boy as if he wanted to wake up the past, my heart hurts again, if his subconscious mind wants to find the past so strongly, then what is my sadness at this time?

I saw an empty bench on the side of the road, and sat down unconsciously, "What should I do?" I muttered to myself, "Red Boy, Red Boy, am I going to stand here waiting for you?" Looking at the murky sky, "Can you really recognize me in this vast sea of people?"

In front of him, the figure of the red boy suddenly appeared heroically again, and those illusions that had changed like jade pupils in the past unfolded one by one in front of him...... Memories are always painful, and I did everything I could to shake my head and shake off those memories.

Is it possible to sit in memory for a night in such a demented state?Wailing sigh, my foot was listless, irritably kicked on the ground, and a small pebble flew into the distance.

"Ouch, who's that?" a voice shouted, and then a figure rose from the bench not far away.

Oh my God, in the haze, I didn't even notice a person lying on a nearby bench!

"yes, I'm sorry......" I was dumbfounded, except to apologize.

As a freshman, I just wanted to be low-key and low-key, but I didn't expect such a small action to cause some movement, vaguely, he covered his head and looked around, thinking that the stone was hitting his head.

I quickly ran up to him, "You, are you alright?"

In the gloomy sky, he covered his head, and I didn't see who it was for a while, and when he lowered his arm, "Red boy?" I was startled, "Oh, I'm sorry, Luo Shengying,,," I was also panicked and incoherent.

He seemed to remember me this time, "Why are you again? Are you following me all the time?" he said, annoyed.

"What?" I was stunned, "why should I follow you?"

"How do I know? You girls are inexplicable. He was slightly angry.

I understand that a young man like him wants to be sought after by many girls, so he is so self-righteous and feels good.

I habitually had to sneer at each other again, and when I saw him constantly touching his head, I guess the pain was not light after being hit by a stone.

Apologetic, I lowered my body and apologized again, "Sorry, does it hurt?" and I stepped forward to take a closer look at his injuries.

"Don't come here," he said, tilting his head back, looking repulsive.

I awkwardly retreated and sat down on the bench next to him, "Didn't you just eat hot pot at the restaurant?

"That's been a long time, and I'll be quiet here for a while, how can I touch you like this?"

The taste of being hated is not pleasant, I pursed my lips and smiled boringly, "I just thought, if my head hurts, I will accompany you to the infirmary to have a look, right?"

He rubbed himself, but he didn't make a sound.

There was silence for a long time, although his hand was still on his forehead, his eyes seemed to be staring blankly into the quiet distance.

"What's wrong?" I don't know what he's thinking.

"Don't make a sound," he said suddenly, "just now in a trance, I seemed to think of a figure, in a dream," he whispered, and his ethereal demeanor seemed to want to keep the figure that could not be grasped.

"What kind of ,,, is it? Male or female?" my heart thumped.

"I don't know," he finally deflated, shaking his head, "for a moment, I can't remember it at all now." ”

"I ,,, heard that you often live in your sleep, and you can't remember everything in your dreams, which should be a pity, right?" I asked weakly, inquiringly, if his dream was the past of the Red Child?

He still shook his head, "Actually, the right and wrong in the dream, the good or bad in the dream has nothing to do with me now, but, I don't know why, as soon as I fall asleep, I will have many strange dreams, I feel ......" He frowned, and tried to search, "Two worlds so separated, often I am very confused, I don't know which world is the real me, or maybe I am in a dream now? ”