A person's dreams can always directly reflect the true emotions that he doesn't know in his heart, let alone the emotions that she can feel herself-so Gu Yi was completely affected this night.

…… Not to mention Song Keke, who was frantically chased by dozens or hundreds of grimaces as soon as he opened his eyes and disappeared, this scene alone can feel the difference in the mood of the dream owner:

The sky and the city are extremely distorted, the buildings and streets are messily distributed throughout the void, and the gray space does not break into twisted black vortices and large and small cracks, as long as you get close, you can feel a strong sense of being driven out.

…… The entire void was distorted to the point that Gu Yi had no idea when he would become a head-down posture when he ran.

And the group of crazy ghosts, today, all of them, without exception, have become the appearance of the ghost mask, each face has a different expression, but they are all madly chasing him.

Gu Yi: "......" What can he do? He's desperate too.

So he could only pull out his legs and run wildly.

He could actually see where Song Koko was—the woman dressed in white and wearing a mask on her side was standing on top of a shattered tall building in the distance.

But no matter how Gu Yi runs, he just can't get by.

…… And the group of things behind him seemed to be possessed by a crazy flat-faced meow, staring at him, which clearly meant to kill him.

For a whole night, he couldn't get close to where Song Keko was, and he kept playing the crazy game of chasing me and running away with the Grimace team, and his lung capacity was greatly improved.

Congratulations, congratulations.

When he got up the next morning and found that he was sweating again, Gu Yi suddenly felt a little aggrieved: "......" Who did he provoke?

Just when Gu Yi was depressed and went to take a shower and prepared to go to work, Song Keke next door opened his eyes.

She blinked, saw the big hairy ball lying on her quilt, and said to herself: I finally know why I didn't sleep well last night. Just kidding, who's sleeping well on the chest of a fat meow who weighs several kilograms?! Is it okay to take people to death in minutes?

Song Keke moved the meow ball away and stretched a big lazy waist. She picked up her phone and glanced at the date, hmm...... Friday?

It's a good day on Friday, for example, she can go to the archery gym in the morning to play a morning recurve bow as a workout, and then go to a high-end self-service hot pot restaurant at noon for a sukiyaki pot with unlimited meat and vegetables.

In the afternoon, I will make an appointment with Ruonan to go to the mall to make up some masks and skin care makeup, and you can ...... in the evening Hanging out at the night market?

Very perfect plan, Song Keke went downstairs to make a cup of coffee, happily finalized the time and place of the afternoon meeting with Zhang Ruonan, and then put down his mobile phone to prepare a day's snacks for Meow Tuanzi.

Yes, Master Meow has recently changed his taste and switched to chicken breast jerky.

More than two hours later.

Song Keke stood at the very edge of the archery hall - the farthest 25-meter target position in the hall. She calmly listened to music with headphones, opened her bow and arrows, and slowly aimed at the bull's-eye - "Huh"!

"Knock—" The tail of the arrow trembled, and the arrow was firmly nailed to the center of the heart.

“Prefect！”

Except for Sun Yi and Li Xing, who were at the fifteen-meter target next door to her, everyone was so admired.

Li Xing: "......"

Sun Yi: "......" Thoma's has a lot to do with neuropathy?

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