"Sgregor Island University...... Race...... Every day......"

He racked his brains to try to record something, but then, the whole corridor instantly seemed to come to life, and it became violently turbulent......

Even his whole person was uncontrollably approaching another light gate!

What made him even more panicked was that with the distance between him and the light gate narrowing, everything he and Xiaoyu inexplicably began to become nothing!

Pale and broken, scattered and scattered.

The only thing left was the melodious melody echoing in the headphones when the two of them left the school.

"A thousand miles of road, if you can only accompany you for a trip in the wind and snow......"

What is behind it, no matter what he thinks, he can't remember.

It's just that the melody is so mournful that he can feel a heart-wrenching pain every time he takes a step.

Incomparably ...... It's suffocating.

In a trance, he once again came to the boundary between reality and dreams.

The memory of Egret Island has become completely shattered, and only a few bits are left, especially stubbornly flickering, like lonely stars in the night sky.

He woke up suddenly, and tried to flee like crazy.

He didn't want to forget, this memory of Heron Island...... The vague sweetness, like poison, made him willing to sink.

Even if it were possible, he would be stuck in the past timeline, and he would not hesitate to do it!

Because of the light rain.

Suddenly, a strong suction force hits.

Finally, he could no longer control himself, and his whole person was completely sucked into the light gate and swept into a beautiful whirlpool......

……

When I woke up again, it was still the same room, and it was late at night, and there was silence everywhere.

Moving his stiff limbs slightly, Wan Hongzhuang picked up the mobile phone on the side.

The time was two o'clock in the morning.

In my mind, the memory of Heron Island has been completely blurred.

He only knew that in his previous long and beautiful dream, he should have been to Egret Island, but as for what happened, he couldn't remember anything.

He couldn't help but be a little dazed: obviously the first few times he went back, what happened was so unforgettable.

How come this time, the memory is extremely vague, as if it has been blocked and cut off by something.

Moreover, it was clear that only a few hours had passed in reality, but in the dream world, he seemed to have spent so many days and nights.

Shaking his head, he didn't know where the sleepiness had gone.

Unlocking the phone, a snow-white avatar is in the status bar, flashing wildly.

It's fries.

He couldn't help but wonder a little.

French fries are a person who lives an extremely regular life.

This kind of law is not when to do something, but to say that he is a person who has a clear separation between work and life.

Go to work on time, and after work, you don't do anything related to work again.

Although he was puzzled, he clicked on the avatar...... The time when the message came was 10 p.m.

It's almost a time when he simply can't possibly be.

And then what he said was also a beginning and an end.

"Are you there?"

"At this point, he should have slept already, right?" Wan Hongzhuang thought to himself, but he still replied first, "In".

Then he left his phone aside and thought about it.

"Egret Island ......"

Every time he goes back, it revolves around the place of Egret Island, but this time his memory is particularly vague and ambiguous...... What's more, his life doesn't seem to have changed in any way because of this backtrack.

Referring to the first time, there should always be some changes, right?

Or is it because it is late at night, and you have to wait until you get up in the morning to find the signs of change?

But...... It's really exciting, isn't it?

"Dididi."

A short prompt sounded, interrupting his musings.

picked up the phone, and it was still the snow-white avatar...... The fries haven't slept yet?

"You haven't slept so late?" The polite greetings are mixed with a kind of unfamiliar flattery.

It seems to be polite, and it seems to be looking for something to say.

"Mr. Tiao, you haven't slept so late, hard work, by the way, you just found me, is there something wrong?" Wan Hongzhuang replied.

"It's fine."

The fries replied quickly, but between the lines, there was obviously some hesitation in them.

- Are you alright? If it's okay, what do you do in the middle of the night with an author, chat? Talk? Don't talk nonsense!

Wan Hongzhuang didn't reply, just stared at his phone to see what kind of medicine was being sold in his gourd.

"By the way, Chi Cheng recently held a great god training camp, you know, right?"

Extremely blunt twist.

is so stiff that Wan Hongzhuang can't stand it anymore.

"Yes." Wan Hongzhuang replied.

"Aren't you going to go for it? After writing for so long, it's time to rush to the bottom line, right? ”

"I have this plan, and I have prepared a few beginnings, so let's try it when the time comes?"

"Well, try it, you can bring your hair over when the time comes, and I'll take a look at it for you and give you some advice."

There is a problem, there must be a problem!

Wan Hongzhuang's brows frowned slightly, today's fries, everywhere revealed an abnormality.

Whether it's what he says, or the reasons he finds, the excuses, or the kind of flattery he reveals between the lines.

- This feeling, Wan Hongzhuang knows very well, it is licking the dog.

Of course, this is not to say that the fries are licking him.

He's and fries straight guys, there's no doubt about that.

The only explanation is...... For the extremely socially phobic french fries, he has something he wants to ask, but he can't find a chance to speak, so he frantically finds a topic, diverges the content, and then leads to his purpose.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Tiao, I'll prepare it when the time comes, and then send you an email."

"Hmm."

Silence, a long silence.

God, it seems to be talked to death.

Wan Hongzhuang fiddled with his mobile phone with interest, chatting sometimes like a game, some people are active, and some people are naturally passive.

There are really not many opportunities to flirt with fries like this.

"By the way, there's something I want to ask you."

Finally, the fries couldn't hold back, and another message came.

Wan Hong straightened up violently...... Here's the point!

The fries hesitated for a while, "Recently...... Have you ever been approached by an editor from another website asking you to write a book on another website? ”

“……”

Wan Hongzhuang's whole person was stunned.

Would he have guessed?

Just yesterday...... Was it yesterday?

The aftermath of the crossing suddenly began to manifest.

As far as the actual timeline is concerned, Starlight came to him to finish writing a book, and it was really yesterday.

But if you add to that the experience of going back to that time...... For a while, he was in a trance, and he couldn't figure out how long it had been.

Of course, he hasn't replied yet.

It's not that he is playing a score, in fact, he has already been moved.

After all, real benefits are much more reliable than the so-called possibility of becoming a god in a book without ethereal ideas.

After thinking about it, he still replied: "No, is there something wrong?" ”

He still chose to hide it.

Not for anything else, just to see what the fries are trying to say.