"Hitomi-chan, what's wrong with you?" Buddha Sheng held Yan Tong and asked with concern. Yan Tong had just flashed the picture in his mind, so he stumbled a few steps. "It's okay, I just don't know what suddenly came to my mind." Yan Tong rubbed his temples and said. "What do you think of?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked curiously. Yan Tong frowned: "I feel like I've seen Feng Yu's real name somewhere. The Buddha was puzzled: "How can you see his real name?" Yan Tong walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down on the sofa: "I can't remember it for a while, I'm too tired today, I'll think about it tomorrow." Buddha Sheng poured a glass of water and handed it to Yan Tong: "Don't worry, let's rest first, the Lin family's affairs should be solved soon." ”

Yan Tong took the water and drank it in one go. "Well, it's finally time to keep the clouds open and see the moon." Buddha Sheng rubbed Yan Tong's head: "It's as if you have been wronged." Yan Tong shook his head: "I just want to express that meaning." "What's the situation on the Lin family's side now?" Yan Tong asked curiously. Liu Xiaoxiao checked his mobile phone: "It went very well, the commissioners have all returned to the municipal government today, and the audit results will be announced tomorrow." Yan Tong nodded: "It must be smooth." "This time it's over, can we go out and have a barbecue and camp?" Yan Tong asked tentatively. Liu Xiaoxiao nodded: "However, you can go at any time." Yan Tong swallowed his saliva: "When the time comes, go get some steak, big prawns, put on an iron skewer, put on a fire and roast it, that taste, just thinking about it makes my mouth water." Buddha Sheng smiled gently: "Okay, when the time comes, whatever you want to eat, I will help you bake it, cut the meat for you, peel the shrimp for you, give you a spoon, and you will be able to eat the meat in a big gulp." ”

Yan Tong nodded like pounding garlic, swallowing desperately. Peeling shrimp? "Wait!" Yan Tong suddenly thought of something. "Peeling shrimp?" Yan Tong muttered. "What's wrong?" Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Tong with a serious face and asked curiously. "Hungry?" Buddha asked tentatively. Yan Tong shook his head: "No, it's just that Buddha Sheng talked about peeling shrimp, I remember who I peeled shrimp for." Liu Xiaoxiao laughed: "Who are you peeling shrimp for?" You're dreaming, aren't you? It's always someone else who gives you a share of the shrimp. Yan Tong muttered, "Dreaming? "Like, I'm really in a dream, who have peeled shrimp for. It's a little boy. Yan Tong muttered. Buddha Sheng, Liu Xiaoxiao and Wu Jincheng glanced at each other, and they all put away their joking attitudes and sat around Yan Tong. Buddha Sheng asked seriously, "Can you think of more?" ”

Yan Tong closed his eyes and slowly leaned towards the sofa behind him, and the moment he leaned on the sofa, all the pictures in his mind suddenly appeared. Yan Tong immediately sat up, opened his eyes and said: "It's a little boy, and Feng Yu, Feng Yu is the father of that little boy, I hit the little boy with my car, and then I became good friends with the little boy." Liu Xiaoxiao frowned: "When was this dream?" Why did you never say that? Yan Tong glanced at Liu Xiaoxiao and thought carefully: "Probably that time, I was trapped in the hospital by Feng Yu. Buddha Sheng frowned: "Why did you suddenly think of this dream?" Yan Tong recalled the picture in the dream: "I remember that I saw the little boy's homework book, and there was a name on it, and I thought it was Feng Yu's real name. ”

Buddha Sheng nodded: "Very likely." Can you still remember that name now? Yan Tong shook his head: "I've been thinking about it, but I can't remember it." Obviously, I read it many times at that time, and it was a relatively special name. Buddha Sheng comforted: "Don't worry, that dream was given to you by Feng Yu, when you leave the dream, he can control what you remember and what you don't remember." Yan Tong nodded: "I don't know if he deliberately weakened my memory of the name, or if I can't remember it for a while." Buddha Sheng looked at Liu Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, do you have any way to see Xiao Tong's memory?" Liu Xiaoxiao frowned and thought for a while: "There is a way to see the memory, but it is what she saw in the dream, and there may not be it in the memory." Yan Tong nodded: "The things in the dream realm are all illusory, and the things in the memory are all real, how can it be the same." ”

Buddha Sheng shook his head: "The complexity of the brain is far beyond our imagination, no matter what, we can find some way to try." Yan Tong nodded: "Yes, if it succeeds, we can save a lot of trouble." "How do I try it?" Yan Tong frowned. "Well, can I say something?" Wu Jincheng sat on the sofa next to him and spoke weakly. Although Wu Jincheng often follows behind Liu Xiaoxiao, his sense of presence is not very high. "Do you have any good ideas?" Liu Xiaoxiao turned his head and asked lightly. Wu Jincheng smiled: "Yes." "What's the solution?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked in a slightly anxious manner. Wu Jincheng glanced at Liu Xiaoxiao: "The wizards of our blood-eating clan have a kind of witchcraft and can see the memories they want to see. Liu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes: "The wizards of your blood-eating clan have all disappeared, and what you say is equivalent to talking in vain." ”

Wu Jincheng shook his head: "I know this witchcraft." "Will you?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked questioningly. Wu Jincheng explained: "Because at that time, I often dreamed of you, and the wizard wanted me to draw you, but I couldn't draw it, so the wizard handed me this witchcraft and asked me to think about it, and he could see it." Liu Xiaoxiao was puzzled: "What do you mean to think of me?" Wu Jincheng went on to explain: "This witchcraft is to project what is in your mind in a mirror. What is projected in the mirror, everyone can see. Liu Xiaoxiao nodded: "So, what do you want to prepare?" Wu Jincheng shook his head: "Don't prepare anything, now it's dark outside, so many floor-to-ceiling glass, aren't they all good mirrors for projection?" ”

"Hitomi-chan, I'll teach you that witch language. Then listen to me and read it out. Wu Jincheng said patiently to Yan Tong. Yan Tong nodded, learning the witch language seriously. Buddha Sheng and Liu Xiaoxiao sat on the side and waited patiently. Wu Jincheng saw that Yan Tong had almost learned, so he guided Yan Tong in a low voice: "Xiao Tong, imagine now, you are already in that dream." Yan Tong closed his eyes and imagined, and nodded after a while. Now silently reciting the witch language I taught you. Wu Jincheng said in a low voice. Yan Tong muttered the witch language, and gradually lost consciousness. "What's wrong with her?" Buddha Sheng looked at Yan Tong who had fallen asleep and asked with some concern.

"It's okay, she should be back to dreaming by now." Wu Jincheng looked at Yan Tong's state and said, and then, Wu Jincheng also muttered something, and after a while, a picture appeared on the floor-to-ceiling glass in the distance. "Hitomi-chan?" Liu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised when she saw Yan Tong in the picture. In the picture, Yan Tong is looking for something everywhere. "She's really anxious, and she started looking for it as soon as she returned to her dream." Wu Jincheng said with a smile. "What is she looking for?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked puzzled. Wu Jincheng shook his head: "I don't know, let's just see." ”

"Where's the workbook? Yan Tong said a little anxiously. "I remember that this is his study, and it's all his homework books, where are the homework books?" Yan Tong muttered. "Look somewhere else." Yan Tong said to himself. Yan Tong searched around the house, but he couldn't find the homework book. Yan Tong opened the door of the master bedroom and saw a lot of photos hanging in the master bedroom, the photos were of a little boy and a woman, and the two looked very close. "Who is this?" Yan Tong took down a photo frame and looked at it carefully, he had never seen these in a dream before. Yan Tong hung the photo frame back and looked at the photos carefully one by one, one of which was a photo of the little boy and Yan Tong. "This is me, who is this little boy? It's not the little boy in my dreams. Yan Tong took the photo and was a little surprised. Yan Tong continued to search, and finally saw a small photo hanging very high, in which it was the little boy and another woman in her dream. "That's you." Yan Tong stepped on the chair, took off the photo frame, and looked at it carefully several times.