Knocked lightly on Chi Ying's door, but found that no one opened the door, which made Feng Xue a little puzzled, Keke was boiling soup in the kitchen, it seemed that she was preparing to serve a sumptuous meal in the evening, Jiang Lihua was helping to pick vegetables, although Su Qiong didn't know what she was doing, she had met anyway, but Chi Ying had not moved.

Feng Xue, who was a little worried, quietly opened the girl's door, and then saw Chi Ying lying on the bed with headphones on.

After smiling secretly, Feng Xue did not disturb the girl's dream world journey, but gently closed the door and turned back to her room.

Since Chi Ying was working hard, Feng Xue didn't bother her.

Lying on the bed, Feng Xue looked at the white ceiling boredly, he did not immediately enter the dream world, but simply lay in a daze.

Although the root of the problem has been clarified, he is not happy at all, but despises himself even more.

But thinking about the slightest possibility in her heart, Feng Xue felt that she still had to try-

Feng Xue slowly closed her eyes, as if she was used to entering the dream world, almost in front of her eyes went dark, lit up, and then "poof" (does anyone remember this fart-like crossing sound effect?). ), appeared on the street of Yumebina.

Skillfully constructing a house, Feng Xue just lay on the bed, slowly emptying her spirit, and began to perceive an answer she wanted.

The process was very troublesome, because Feng Xue didn't have the coordinates of the world he wanted to go to, so he could only keep dissecting his soul and trying to find some clues.

Then, he found a glimmer of inspiration, or rather, it was not what he found, but the dream world that separated him from it under his strong desire.

Following this hint of inspiration, Feng Xue found a way, and he walked this road smoothly.

Much smoother than the author's world.

Maybe it's because the other side of the road is a world on the same level as this one?

Feng Xue thought so, but his spirit had already broken through the barrier of a layer of space and descended into an extremely familiar world, a familiar person was walking on his familiar road with a familiar face.

It seems that because of the relationship of coordinate travel, Feng Xue did not observe the world from the perspective of his own otherworldly isotope, but directly floated in the air in the form of a spirit body, observing everything within the reach of the spiritual tentacles with the eyes of a bystander.

"Do you remember He Xuewei?" Feng Xue didn't have the heart to observe this once very familiar world, and directly put the words she wanted to ask into the mind of that familiar person in the way of spiritual dialogue.

"......" was visible to the naked eye (though he didn't have one now), and the man paused for a moment, looked around without a trace, and then immediately turned and walked towards a familiar building.

It was the apartment building where Feng Xue's home was located in her previous life.

And this familiar person who is moving there, without much introduction, is Feng Xue in his previous life.

Or should it be said, something else that was on Feng Xue's body in the previous life.

Watching the thing with his shell skillfully open the door, enter the house, change shoes, and close the door, Feng Xue suddenly had the feeling that she was watching a documentary with herself as the protagonist, because this guy is exactly the same in terms of movements, habits, and even some details that are so small that he can't even notice if he doesn't think about it carefully!

"Am you wrong? In fact, he is not a previous life at all, but a trace of the soul of his previous life? Feng Xue suddenly had a trace of self-doubt at this moment, but he quickly dispelled it, because he found that this guy who was holding his body on top suddenly sat down in a completely different posture from himself in his previous life, and his face also showed a decisive expression.

"Who are you?" The other party said in his own voice to the location of Feng Xue's spiritual body, Feng Xue was almost frightened and returned to the dream world, and after carefully checking it and confirming that he really had no entity at the moment, he could only attribute all this to the other party's intuition.

"I'm Feng Xue." Feng Xue said lightly.

“…… I'm also Feng Xue. As if thinking about it for a while, this guy with Feng Xue's body in his previous life spoke.

"So, it's still the same question just now, do you know He Xuewei?" Feng Xue asked again.

"......" The guy who also called himself Feng Xue was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and then finally spoke: "You mean the daughter of the old witch?" ”

"Poof......" Feng Xue couldn't help laughing, he couldn't imagine that this predecessor who was decisive in his impression and cold-blooded at the same time would actually have such a tone, and he didn't know if it was because of his life in this peaceful world, or because he was such a character.

After collecting his emotions for a while, Feng Xue shook his head (although he didn't have a head) and said, "It seems that you are indeed the person I imagined, so, do you want to go back?" ”

Feng Xue could say a nonsense, because he had no way to drag this "predecessor" back to the world, and besides, he never considered wanting to drag it back.

"I don't want to." The predecessor's answer was very decisive, so decisive that Feng Xue almost didn't hear it clearly.

"Is it because there are no bonds?" Feng Xue asked.

"No, I just like the world and this peaceful life. As for the dead old man who threw the oil bottle to me for my honeymoon by faking my death even though he wasn't dead, I don't want to see him! The tone of the predecessor was very different from Feng Xue's imagination, unexpectedly, it was a little ......

"Tsundere?" Feng Xue couldn't help but ask what she thought in her heart.

"You're the one who the meows! Don't forget that I've inherited your memories too, and don't think I'm just a fool who can only kill! The front body jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, and the more it looked at it, the more it looked like a tsundere.

"Isn't this actually a light male protagonist?" Feng Xue wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on the top of his head, although he didn't have the top of his head and no hands.

Seeing Feng Xue silent, her predecessor was a little uncomfortable, and began to find a topic: "Does it mean that you want to come back?" Back to this world where there are no relatives, no friends, and even readers only have three or two kittens? Or are you reluctant to give up your own houses? Anyway, my 'legacy' in that world is enough for you to spend a lifetime, right? ”

Although the predecessor said it was very simple, Feng Xue found that the other party unconsciously clenched his fists, and it could be seen from some small details on his body that he was actually nervous.

"Looks like you've got some kind of bonds in this world!" Feng Xue smiled, "I didn't mean to come back, I just came to inform you that He Xuewei is dead." ”