Chapter 2 The Importance of Having a Good Girlfriend

"Hey, in the future, don't always play with your mobile phone until so late, it's not good for your eyes and body. The radiation from that phone is not good for the brain. Feng Jing's mother brought out the last plate of side dishes from the kitchen and interjected, "Ouch, it's verbose again." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆ Don't be verbose, don't play anymore. Feng Jing never felt that he would be so emotional, and there was a tendency to unstoppable tears.

"Baby girl, why are you crying? Have you suffered any grievances, tell your mother, and your mother will help you get angry! As soon as Feng Jing's mother thought about how the little princess could be so obedient today, she heard the choking in Feng Jing's voice, and saw the tears again, and she was very distressed. Seeing this, Father Feng's face also became serious.

"It's okay, I just watched a drama yesterday, and I suddenly remembered it, and it was a little touching." Feng Jing didn't know how to explain, she pulled a lie that she didn't believe in, drank porridge in a few sips, picked up her schoolbag and fled, "I'll go first, Mom and Dad, you eat slowly." โ€

Leaving her parents looking at each other, a little worried, their daughter has been the king of children since she was a child, and she has never shed tears a few times, let alone crying inexplicably when she is so old. This time something must have happened, but I didn't want to tell them.

The university is very close to home, in the same district, and it takes less than half an hour by bus. Feng Jing sat on the bus, looking at the high-rise buildings and the crowd of people coming and going outside the window, and his uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

Thinking back to my morning dream, most of the details have been blurred. I only vaguely remember that there were zombies, and that unforgettable hatred. It is said that she thinks about it every day and dreams at night, but she has no interest in horror movies, and she doesn't believe in any apocalyptic prophecies, so why did she have such a dream.

"Q University Station is coming, please wait in front of the bus door for passengers who want to get off the train." The emotional female voice made Feng Jing involuntarily think of the cold electronic sound in his dream, and he shivered unconsciously. Feng Jing got out of the car, felt the scorching sunlight outside, and frowned. This is obviously a conditioned reflex triggered by subconscious fear, which is not a good phenomenon.

As a staunch proponent of science, Feng Jing was puzzled by the situation. Unconsciously walked to the school gate, and suddenly felt someone behind her reach out to her, and before her brain could give instructions, her body had already made an action. The person behind her was directly thrown to the ground in front of her by her.

"Wow! Miss Feng Jing, you're going to murder your best friend! Chen Xi just wanted to say hello to his best friend, but suddenly he was pulled by his hand and flipped in the air, and he didn't know what happened when he fell to the ground.

"Ahem. Don't touch my shoulder from behind in the future. Feng Jing found that he had dropped Chen Xi, and with a little embarrassment, he pulled her up from the ground.

"You weren't like this before, Jing'er, you've changed, you don't love me anymore." Chen Xi stood up and patted the dust on his pants, and at the same time didn't forget to play a little, "It's good that I wore the pants today, otherwise I don't know how ugly it is, hum!" โ€

Feng Jing said that he felt old and didn't know how to answer. With a wooden face, he stood aside and did not speak.

โ€œ... No, Comrade Feng Jing, you're not quite right today? Chen Xi, who hadn't waited for the people around him to speak, felt that it was not a solution for the two of them to be in the middle of the road, so he pulled Feng Jing and walked to a hidden place.

"What's wrong? Soul worn after a weekend? Chen Xi leaned against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and raised his eyebrows like a hooligan, "said to the young master. โ€

โ€œ... Something really isn't quite right. Thinking of Chen Xi's usual superstitious performance, Feng Jing thought that maybe he could talk about it.

Feng Jing briefly told Chen Xi about last night's dream, but because most of the details were not very clear, the narration was intermittent and a little vague.

"So you were caught in a dream and experimented, and you saw zombie-like creatures, and then died?" Chen Xi frowned, stomped his feet very unladylikely, and summarized Feng Jing's dream, "There was a sense of relief before death, and there was a deep hatred? โ€

"Aang."

"Jing'er, you haven't been secretly watching zombie horror movies behind my back recently, have you?" Chen Xi subtly reached out and patted Feng Jing's shoulder.

Feng Jing didn't speak, just kept staring at her. It seemed that his best friend was not joking, and Chen Xi's expression gradually became serious.

Don't look at Chen Xi's family is now in the business world, rich and powerful, and his ancestors have had feng shui masters. With the rapid development of science and technology, no descendants are willing to learn this inheritance left by their ancestors.

However, Chen Xi is such an outlier, and his management talent is very high, but he is dedicated to the inheritance left by his ancestors. If it weren't for the fact that there was no major in feng shui in the university, Chen Xi probably wouldn't have retreated to the next major in economics and management.

Chen Xi has been studying since high school, and now it can be regarded as a small way. Feng Jing, an atheist, has never believed in these things that the gods are talking about, but he can't take care of too much at special moments, and a dead horse is a live horse doctor.

Feng Jing watched Chen Xi search for something with the light screen, muttering something in his mouth, coming and going for five minutes. Just when she was about to get impatient, Chen Xi raised her head and suppressed her voice: "According to the data of psychological research results at the beginning of the 21st century of the earth calendar, your situation belongs to dreaming about experiencing some things, and after waking up, it will gradually fade into oblivion with time. Experiencing something in the near future that will feel as if you have experienced it somewhere, in fact, you have experienced it in your dreams before. โ€

"Speak human words." Feng Jing was so noisy that she had a headache, knowing that Chen Xi had to pretend to be virtuous in everything, so she opened her mouth to interrupt her.

"That is, what you dream about may be something that you may experience in the future." When Chen Xi made a summary, he felt a little hairy in his heart, but he still kept his hand and used the word "maybe".

Feng Jing opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say, she felt that she wouldn't believe such a mysterious thing. But the chill from the soles of her feet down her spine to the top of her head proved that she had believed it in her heart.

"It is better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have." Even if Chen Xi is a big-hearted person, he has to pay attention to this problem. The last days are not like natural disasters such as typhoons and tsunamis, which are predictable and preventable. How terrible the end of the world is, no one knows.

"Bellโ€”" The shrill bell interrupted the suffocating silence between the two. After a short blank space, the two looked at each other mechanically, only to find that the first class was over, and the two of them ran towards the teaching building at the same time.

"I'm R, Comrade Feng Jing, don't you know that the first session is our class to exterminate the master? He actually pulled me to discuss such a serious issue before class! Chen Xi was so angry that he burst into foul language.

"Today's first session is also our ** city martial arts class, okay? I don't want to die, I deliberately talked to you? Perhaps it was Chen Xi's behavior that infected Feng Jing, and she finally regained the vitality that a college student should have.

"You remembered the two feuds this morning! See you at noon! Chen Xi glared at Feng Jing viciously and ran up the stairs. The two parted ways.