After successfully returning to the dormitory, Yang Liu Yiyi immediately climbed into bed, skipping even brushing her teeth and washing her face. Even if the headlights were still on in the bedroom, she fell asleep as soon as her head was on the pillow like Gao Yanran.

It seems that a few hours of happy "concert" is indeed too much consumption for her.

Or are you tired because you're actively changing your clothes during the day?

Which consumes her more Zhao Bai'an can't tell.

After taking a bath, Zhao Bai'an was wearing a home nightdress while blowing his hair, thinking about it.

For her, it's a reasonable solution to the waiting time.

Em, it's finally blow dry! After washing, the hair became as smooth as silk, and it was fragrant, and Zhao Baian was very satisfied. Even when you're asleep, you can smell this reassuring scent, right?

Although she only sang one song today on a whim, it may be because she was dragged up by Yang Liu Yiyi early in the morning, and she is also feeling very tired now.

Anyway, go to bed!

Zhao Baian stretched and opened the door to the bathroom.

A source of wind blew in her face, and all the hair that hung down her chest drifted back.

The first thing that came into view outside the bathroom door was the white fence that surrounded the city, and the marble benches scattered around it.

This is her third time here, right?

Although Zhao Baian was always caught off guard every time, this time she was much calmer.

"Really." Zhao Baian whispered to himself.

I don't know when she started falling asleep, but was that the comfortable hot bath just now all her dream?

Except for the first inexplicable visit to the White Church, it can already be inferred from these two times that the path to the temple of the subconscious mind is a dream that is almost exactly the same as reality.

Hey, fortunately, Zhao Bai'an has all her dreams and memories of reality here, otherwise she would have fallen into a moment of self-doubt every time she arrived here.

Zhao Bai'an walked forward without looking back, and closed the bathroom door by the way.

The milky door closed behind her, keeping out the heat after bathing, and her nightdress was replaced by a white shirt and shorts.

Hey?

Why......

Why is this happening?

Everything was shattered and suspended, except for the circle of white railings and the bench that Zhao Bai'an first saw through the bathroom door frame.

The floors, walls, and domes of the subliminal temple...... They all fell apart, splitting into pieces of varying sizes, floating in the air at different angles at irregular intervals.

Zhao Bai'an was once curious about what was outside this subconscious hall, but now it seems that it is just a white expanse.

Above the dome, a few steps away from her, under the shattered floor, there was a vast expanse like a thick fog.

According to this inference, the subconscious temple should be suspended in the void like this, and these two doors can help her to reach other places.

Em, but now she's completely stuck?

Zhao Bai'an looked at the void in front of him, but he was only three steps away from her.

The milky white gate still had the white-lacquered metal branches and leaves coiling upward. It's just that all the white leaves and the white petals on the top are all scattered around where they should be. The interior of the two marble door panels still has a faint but not very real relief.

Zhao Baian pushed the door and didn't move.

She grabbed the metal branch and continued to push and pull with all her might.

"Click-" The door didn't move in the slightest, but a crack appeared.

It seems that if she continues to push hard, the gate will probably fall apart like the floor and the wall.

What a dilemma! Zhao Baian didn't know what to do.

"Hmm......?" A somewhat familiar voice came from behind and above a few places.

Zhao Bai'an turned his head and saw a figure sitting on a marble bench suspended with his back to her not far from the white fence.

"Xiaobai, you're finally here! I waited until you fell asleep. "The sleepy-eyed man on the bench is the Red Queen-like Fire Miki.

In Red Heart Island, Zhao Bai'an's fiery red aristocratic dress has become so eye-catching here when it is all white.

Although the bench is almost tilted at 60°, Miki still seems to be able to sit at the same angle as the chair without slipping down.

"Come here, Xiaobai. What are you doing stupidly? Huo Miki leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and beckoned to Zhao Bai'an with the other.

"Why am I here?" Just take one more step and she'll fall into the endless white.

"What's going on? Of course, I walked over. Miki was puzzled by her question.

"But...... There's no way to go, it's all broken! ”

"Broken?" Huo Miki didn't seem to understand what Zhao Bai'an meant.

"Yes, this white church ......" Zhao Bai'an carefully described the appearance of the subconscious temple in her eyes to Huo Miki.

"It's weird, in my eyes it's exactly the same as before."

"Well, I'll take you around." Huo Miki stood up from the bench, and the whole person was directly at a 30° angle to the horizontal ground where Zhao Bai'an was, and he felt that he was about to stick to the horizontal plane.

But Huo Miki seemed to be really unaffected by this brokenness, and walked calmly all the way, as if walking on the ground. Stepping out of the edge of the previous shard, she immediately teleported to the shard on the ground she was supposed to be on before it shattered. Huo Miki walked in front of Zhao Bai'an so easily and naturally.

"Look." Miki shrugged, "I'll just say that nothing has changed. ”

But in Zhao Bai'an's eyes, it is indeed a earth-shaking change. And for Miki Fire, it really seems that simple.

Looking at Huo Miki's calm appearance, Zhao Baian deeply realized that this seemed to be indeed her own problem.

"Come on." Huo Miki stretched out a hand towards Zhao Bai'an, "Let's sit down." ”

"Em, can you change it and sit on that chair?" Zhao Bai'an stretched out her finger and pointed to the only marble bench that was on the same plane as her now, she was afraid that if she sat on the bench just now, she would feel that the whole person was crooked.

"Okay." Huo Miki grabbed Zhao Bai'an's right hand and walked forward.

As Zhao Bai'an's feet stepped into the void, the fragments in his field of vision all changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

Yes! Zhao Baian looked at the soles of his feet. Before she knew it, she had teleported to the next shard just as she had when Miki had arrived.

The piece she was in had been completely turned over, and the white metal flower that had bloomed on top now seemed to be within reach.

No, it's not. Zhao Bai'an finally realized that it was not that they had been converted one hundred and eighty degrees, but that she was now standing on a piece of floor that had been almost completely turned over.

If you look at the current Zhao Bai'an in the position just now, he should be in a state of handstand.

It seems that she deliberately changed her position and did not hesitate to do so, as long as she stood on which piece of shard, that piece of shard represented the level in her opinion.

Huo Miki pulled Zhao Bai'an and continued to stride forward, as when she came, they walked through countless fragments.

Although Zhao Bai'an's gaze was always level, the constantly rotating scenery and space around her still made her feel dizzy and nauseous.

"It's here." Huo Miki let go of Zhao Bai'an's hand.

The milky white door directly in front of the field of view returned to its original level.

It was an incomparably easy distance for Huo Miki, but it was a long and difficult journey for Zhao Bai'an, and a layer of fine cold sweat had already oozed from her forehead.

"Whew~" Zhao Bai'an exhaled deeply, suppressed his nausea, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with both hands and collapsed on the bench.