I was about to go to sleep, but the little wolf suddenly made a sound, which suddenly refreshed my sleepy nerves, and I hurried to the little wolf's side to listen to what he had to say.

The wolf's voice was so indistinct that I could only hear him repeating it, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. And he didn't open his eyes when he spoke, as if he was talking nonsense.

The old prostitute was closest to the little wolf, so he leaned over to listen for the first time. After listening to it for a long time, the old prostitute understood what the little wolf was saying.

"What did he say?" I asked.

The old prostitute looked back at me, looked puzzled, and said: "The front said: What is the sky, but I said twice that I didn't hear clearly, and the back heard clearly, he said: It's not a dream."

"Just those few words?" I asked, confused.

The old prostitute nodded and let me listen to it myself. I put my ear to the wolf's mouth to make out what he was saying, and indeed he said: It was not a dream.

In fact, when the ears are close, what the little wolf says is still very easy to recognize, but he keeps talking, so it sounds a little unclear, just three words in total, but it seems like a long sentence without a beginning or end, not someone who is familiar with him, and he really can't hear it.

The little wolf's voice became quieter and quieter, and after a dozen seconds, he stopped repeating the words and fell asleep again.

"Of course this is not a dream, my wife and I are here, you can sleep at ease, and I will take you out when you wake up."

I don't know if the little wolf can hear what I said, whether he can hear it or not, I hope he can rest in peace and sober up as soon as possible, instead of talking nonsense without opening his eyes like now.

I originally wanted to mention Meng Xinrui and tell him that Meng Xinrui was fine, so that he could rest assured. But as soon as I thought of Meng Xinrui in my mind, I felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly glanced at Meng Xinrui.

Not a dream? Could it be that the little wolf is not talking about a dream, but Meng Xinrui's Meng? Wouldn't that become "not Meng".

I don't know if my face has changed, or if there is an abnormality in my expression, the old prostitute seems to have seen what I am thinking, and asked me, "Xiao Qi, do you understand the meaning of not a dream?" Is it related to Meng Xinrui?"

I know that the old prostitute asked me this sentence, which means that he is already thinking about Meng Xinrui.

"It's not a dream, maybe it's not a dream, it might be her." I pointed to Meng Xinrui, who was lying on the ground.

In fact, I don't know if my judgment is correct, but I really can't think of why the little wolf said that it is not a dream, if it is simply to say that it is not a dream, then why did he say it so many times?

Although what he is saying now is nonsense, it is not nonsense, when people are in a coma, they often say nonsense from the heart, and they are the most important things in his heart, otherwise in the case of a coma, how can he think about these things in his mind, and how can he say this sentence. It is conceivable that this sentence must have some important meaning.

"Damn, isn't she Meng Xinrui?" The old prostitute circled around Meng Xinrui twice, looked carefully at the clothes on Meng Xinrui's body, and said: "The clothes are right, the figure and body shape are similar, except for the face and skin, the rest of the places are very similar to Meng Xinrui."

"Don't jump to conclusions, maybe that's not what the little wolf is going to say." I said.

"I think that's what it means, it's not wrong, Zhanzhao can't say such a thing for no reason." The old prostitute thought for a while, and then said, "Damn, if she wasn't Meng Xinrui, then who would she be?"

I didn't think about the question raised by the old prostitute, although the phrase "not Meng" was my guess, but I never doubted Meng Xinrui's identity.

"She's Meng Xinrui." I said with certainty: "Old prostitute, you came here from the Golden Triangle with her, if she is Meng Xinrui when she comes, then she is Meng Xinrui."

"What do you mean? I kind of didn't get it. The old prostitute said.

"When you came together, it was Meng Xinrui who was wearing this clothes, right?" After I asked, the old prostitute nodded affirmatively, and I then asked, "Then Meng Xinrui didn't go out by herself halfway?"

"No, definitely not, when I escaped, I saw the picture here, and Meng Xinrui was still here at that time." The old prostitute replied.

"That's right, what is this place? This is a place where the little wolf and Tianxiang can be trapped to death, they can't get out, how can there be a fake Meng Xinrui coming in, and then replacing it with a real one, do you think this is possible?" I said.

"Oh my god, of course it can't be." The old prostitute glanced at Meng Xinrui a few more times and said, "According to this analysis, then she is still Meng Xinrui, not fake, but how can Zhanzhao say that she is not Meng?"

The old prostitute scratched her head while thinking, and suddenly thought of something, he no longer scratched his head, but looked up at me and said, "Could it be that we have made a preconceived mistake?"

"What do you mean? You say it bluntly. I said.

"I mean, is she fundamentally not Meng Xinrui." The old prostitute saw that I still had doubts, so she explained: "Think about it, let's think about it, here, except for Zhan Zhao who knows Meng Xinrui, no one knows her, so when Zhan Zhao introduced her to us as Meng Xinrui, we thought she was, because we haven't seen what the real Meng Xinrui looks like."

"You mean to say that from the first time we met her, she was not Meng Xinrui." I still don't believe in this analysis of the old prostitute.

"Xiao Qi, don't forget, when we first met her, she lied to us, she said she was Huang Rong at the time."

What the old prostitute said is true, when I first met Meng Xinrui, she did lie to us, but I still think it's a bit incredible. Even if she can fool us, she may not be able to fool the little wolf. To say that we haven't seen the real Meng Xinrui, it's understandable to be deceived, but the little wolf has seen it, how can he be deceived with his unique vision.

I shook my head and told the old prostitute what I thought.

The old prostitute still insisted on her own point of view, he said: The little wolf at that time was not calm enough, and it was normal to be deceived, after all, it was Huang Rong and Meng Xinrui at that time, and it was estimated that a man would not be able to resist.

"From now on, let's pay more attention to her, whether she is Meng Xinrui or not, she will definitely wake up before the little wolf, and before the little wolf wakes up, we still have to take care of her." Everything will be known when the little wolf wakes up. I said.

In fact, at this moment, what I really focus on is not Meng Xinrui's problem, it doesn't matter if she is or not now, she is already in this state, as soon as the little wolf wakes up, her identity will be known immediately, so there is nothing to worry about.

What I want to know most now is, what was the little wolf saying earlier? But the old prostitute only heard a word of heaven, and she couldn't deduce anything from this word alone, so she could only guess that it was information related to the word sky, but this amount of information was too much.

What is this celestial character? Whose name is the sky? Or yesterday, today, tomorrow, or even the day before tomorrow related to the date, or related to the weather, cloudy, sunny, or the simplest explanation, referring to the sky. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up, it was already night, and I couldn't see anything in the darkness above, and the flashlight shone up, although I could shine on the top of the stone, but I couldn't see anything clearly.

I don't think I'd better speculate anymore, after all, the purpose of this word is too broad, and the more I think about it, the more troublesome it will be, so let's wait for the little wolf to wake up and explain the meaning of his words by myself.

According to the plan, I will be taken care of by the old prostitute tonight, and I will go to sleep.

I couldn't sleep tonight, and when I closed my eyes and was full of cranky thoughts, all kinds of words about heaven and not a dream appeared in my mind. I didn't want to think about it, but I really couldn't control it, I don't know how long I thought about it, maybe a few hours, before I fell asleep.

As soon as it was dawn, I was woken up by the old prostitute. I thought he was sleepy and wanted me to get up to change shifts, but I didn't expect that he called me up to let me watch the sky.