Just as Xiao Yichen wanted to show his seriousness, the old shopkeeper changed his words, "After all, it is not easy to maintain such an old book. ”

"However," the old shopkeeper patted Xiao Yichen on the shoulder and smiled, "I believe in you." ”

"You can take care of it all."

At the beginning of the shower, the door was opened by the old shopkeeper, and the noise of wind and rain outside disappeared.

It's all weird.

Xiao Yichen thought to himself as he walked back on the way back.

But it did calm his mood.

Bright night, the night has entered a deep depth, without the existence of dark clouds and thunderstorms, but it seems so pure.

Pure darkness.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yichen laughed inexplicably, he almost muttered in a low voice, and a few words overlapped and intertwined between his lips and teeth, which for some reason poked his laughter.

Stepping into the damp shadows, the crippled concrete floor and cobweb-strewn corners didn't seem so unsightly at the moment. On the other side, there was only a rusty iron door, and the sound of calls came in a looping way.

Xiao Yichen walked through the darkness with familiarity, and there were not many furniture and facilities in the house, which made him feel idle. Sitting lightly on the bed, the books that were given to him were still honestly in his arms.

Scattered points of light dotted the dark and pure night, and the bellows that often buzzed outside the window could not be heard at this moment.

The sight of daily habits did not appear, and signs that had never been seen before appeared in front of them. Similarly, Xiao Yichen had a willful thought in his heart that he hadn't had for a long time-

Turn on the little lamp that has never been used, lean quietly against the bed, and turn the pages of the book in your arms.

Even if he wants to be willful, under the constraints of such realistic conditions, all Xiao Yichen can do is to ignore the precarious electricity bill and recklessly pick up the lamp and sleep late for a while.

Time seems to be frozen in the book, but the words on the yellowed pages are intact and do not interfere with reading.

Turning over the title page one by one, a wonderful world is built with words. When he was in the bookstore, he didn't appreciate the content very carefully, and until now, Xiao Yichen had to admit that his choice might be the best and most suitable for him.

Dreams are fantastical, ethereal, and reality overlaps. Perhaps because he was now in the dark, a picture as white as day slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Black and white flashed continuously, and the speed of the flash became faster and faster, and the field of vision was full of black and white, leaving no doping.

Wrong!

When Xiao Yichen's consciousness fell into a trance, such a thought suddenly crossed his heart.

Not right-

It's not a scene of your own imagination, but a real, fully immersive world!

"Peng—"

There was a loud bang, which shook Xiao Yichen's whole body, and slowly opened his eyes. The eyes are full of pure white, but when his eyes gradually scan the surroundings, the white sky and the earth seem to be dripping with color, gradually turning over the ripples and rendering.

Layers of ripples expand, as far as the eye can see, drop after drop of color falls, where the ripples are swept by, green plants that break the ground and sprout appear on the white, and the delicate green shoots sprout little by little, becoming towering trees in an instant; Layers of clear ice blue also appeared, as if it was suddenly frozen here, and it was unwilling to be lonely and struggled to spread outward...... Green, blue, red, pink, wherever Xiao Yichen's eyes looked, patches of brilliant scenes appeared, until the pure white between heaven and earth was filled completely, and there was no trace of leisure.

"It's ...... What the hell is this? ”

It is like a dream, true and false are dreams.

Suddenly recalling the words he saw in the book, Xiao Yichen was stunned and repeated, he couldn't believe it but had to believe it, "Could it be that this is a dream, my dream?" ”

In ancient times, God said that there should be light, and then there was light, and God said that the upper and lower should be separated, so there was a heaven and earth. Xiao Yichen didn't realize that his spirit was in a strange excitement, but under such excitement, it seemed that something blurred his mind and swallowed his thinking.

Does your dream mean that you can do anything? When Xiao Yichen thought like this, a bold thought appeared in his heart - he wanted to experiment.

Taking a small tentative step, the soles of my feet felt the real ground, and there was no sudden fall. Xiao Yichen breathed a sigh of relief for a while, then stretched out his legs and walked forward cautiously.

When he came to the huge plant that was soaring into the sky not far away, he slowly pressed his palm against the surface of the plant. Smooth to the touch, coming from the palm of the hand, without a trace of roughness. Cold, moist, like a little trace of mist and morning dew here.

If I want it to shrink down......

"Ahh

"Three, two, one......"

As he expected, as he wished.

Xiao Yichen didn't guess wrong, this is a territory under his own control.

After confirming this matter, his curiosity about the existence in front of him suddenly decreased a lot, he waved his hand, and said casually: "Restore the original state,"

As soon as the words fell, the originally shrunken plants regained their initial vitality, and suddenly rose and enlarged, soaring into the sky, and when they raised their eyes, they could not see the end and the edge.

Xiao Yichen looked around, there was no end in sight in the distance, and there was a splendid place born in front of his eyes in the near distance, pursing his lips, Xiao Yichen raised his feet and walked forward, without the slightest hesitation.

Everything here is full of dreams, not reality. The further he went, the clearer Xiao Yichen could understand this matter.

The cognition and thoughts in his mind also became more and more unwavering with his own exploration.

I don't know how long I walked, maybe not much time has passed. Strange flowers and fields everywhere, strange scenes abound, and after watching it for a long time, I am used to it, and I am no longer amazed.

In the dream, Xiao Yichen couldn't feel the concept of time, he subconsciously thought that he had traveled a long way, and time should change somewhat, but inexplicably there was a thought, like a reminder to him, that time may not have gone far.

Xiao Yichen slowly stopped, squatted down, and touched the ground with his fingers. The colorful color came to an abrupt halt here, never moving forward, as if something was stopping him from continuing.