Chapter 1 I don't know if I am a guest in my dream

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A hissing sound woke Tian Xiaoyu from her dream, she squinted her eyes and raised her head, and said in her heart that this baby has been sleeping unsteadily recently, and she woke up again after a while! Alas, when a woman is bitter, a woman who is a mother is even more bitter!

Brushing away the messy hair, the bright space slowly reflects in front of you, rows of tables and chairs are lined with books of varying thicknesses, and several backs are either meditating or writing hard.

Huh? I'll go...... What is this? ……

Tian Xiaoyu looked around, there were more than a dozen people sitting in the not big room, everyone seemed to be very busy, no one cared about her hunched over her head and mouth open at the moment, looking like she was about to flow out...... Finally, I looked at my desk, and there were several big books scattered around: high mathematics, mathematical statistics, analog electricity, digital electricity, automatic control......

Yes! Isn't this a university study hall? Oh my God, the dream is here, I'll go, this degree of reality is almost the same as the real one!

Tian Xiaoyu covered her mouth and began to bow her head and snicker, hehe, I thought I would tell my husband when I woke up, he must have thought he was crazy! At a glance, I caught a glimpse of a persimmon on the table, which was already ripe in crimson.

She picked up the persimmon and felt a little weird. She has the impression of this persimmon, when she saw the boy in the next classroom picking this persimmon on the campus is very good-looking, so she stole it back and put it on her seat, and left an IOU for the boy, and finally made a friend. It's just, who said that there is only black and white in dreams? Why is this persimmon so red? I raised my head again and looked around, the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue were clearly recognizable.

Eh, that's weird.

A dream within a dream?

I pinched my thigh hard.

Ahh screamed in pain and quickly covered his mouth, a few people sitting in front looked back at this side, and then turned their heads to do their own things, only the eyes on the left front side kept staring at themselves and didn't go back, Tian Xiaoyu raised his eyes, and his heart boomed, and his eyes and chin were about to fall!

Fang Yu.

Isn't it Fang Yu, that sharp silhouette, and a slightly disgusted look!

This person who has made him wait for many years, sitting in front of him so clearly at this moment, isn't it a dream? It's just that I can't tell my husband about this plot, after all, whether it is for an individual or a family, an ex-boyfriend is a special existence.

It's a dream, but even the appearance is so clear, how many times have I dreamed of it before, it's a blurry back, and the nostrils of this person can be seen now, and I can even feel the angry breath in my nostrils; Let's say it's reality, it's absolutely impossible, what year is this, how old is I, who is my husband's surname, and the date of birth of my son, I have already imprinted in my heart!

So:

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do!

I didn't expect to be able to ask these three philosophical questions one day!

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaoyu stood up suddenly, stumbled and ran out of the door, found the bathroom with experience, and looked in the mirror.

The self in the mirror, uh, yes, this is indeed the self in college, a simple ponytail, purple framed myopia glasses, some messy eyebrows, the iconic acne is not missing at all, the frightened eyes at the moment, and wearing a tracksuit with black sleeves and parallel bars, a frightened groundhog alive. Unconsciously touching my chest, yes, it's still A in college, this is by no means my breastfeeding state.

At this moment, Tian Xiaoyu was still a little confused, and gently hit the wall with his head a few times, but it still hurt. However, the self in front of me is really not himself, no, I don't know how to define it......

He came out with his shoulders slumped and his forehead, and met Fang Yu who came over.

The already somewhat dull eyes couldn't be sharpened, so he had to meet his puzzled and somewhat angry face.

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