Chapter Twenty-Two: Mysterious Dreamscape

  I cover my face and wail, never knowing that after I fell asleep, I would become so heroic! Was it the Arhat or the Martial Grandmaster who possessed me?!

  "As for why A Yao slept on my leg, it's because Hua Jian isn't used to casually touching girls, and Yue Yue can't carry you, so the only one who could was me. "Cheng Qiao pursed her lips, looking away shyly, not daring to look at me, "I just didn't expect that when I had just put A Yao in the car and he was lying down, you suddenly flipped over and hugged my leg, saying 'don't steal my pillow'. I originally wanted to pry your hands open, but you were holding on too tightly, afraid of waking you up, so I didn't dare move again."

  "You... described it in great detail." I listened with my mouth twitching, and unconsciously bumped my head against the window a few times. In front of Cheng Qiao, all my dignity for generations was lost today.

  "It's okay, because I'm just stating facts." Qiao Chu said with a curved eyebrow.

  "Hiss!" The two people in front, Hua Jian and Bai Yue, exclaimed in unison.

  I shook my head, which was still a bit dizzy from the collision: "Forget it, forget it, that's all. Anyway, you and I have known each other for more than one or two days, so hugging won't make me lose any flesh... Ah-choo!"

  "A-Yao... "Cheng Qiao immediately reached out to touch my forehead, the cool sensation made me shudder, he smiled, "It's okay, no fever."

  I sniffled and said stupidly: "Right, because I have a cold."

  After returning home, Hua Jian didn't go upstairs again. Cheng Qiao, however, ignored my advice and insisted on sending me and Bai Yue to the door of our house. In the elevator, I repeatedly reminded him that he must rest at home today and not go to work at the dessert shop. Only after getting his affirmative response did I feel relieved and close the door.

  I returned home quietly as if no one was there. I looked at the time, it wasn't even half past seven. It seemed that my parents and uncle were still sleeping.

  Bai Yuehui returned to her room with a spirited and refreshed expression, not showing any signs of fatigue, and took some clothes to go take a bath. I was in the living room rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for cold medicine to take.

  My nose is all stuffed up, I ate too much popcorn earlier and now my throat is starting to hurt. It seems like the lack of exercise recently has weakened my body, and even with air conditioning on and not covering myself with a blanket, I still managed to catch a cold. I don't even remember when was the last time I got sick, after this illness gets better, I must go hiking more often.

  After taking the medicine, I directly rolled onto the bed and fell asleep with my head covered. I didn't care if Bai Yue would come out later and be disgusted that I hadn't taken a bath. At worst, I could just send her to sleep in the study room. After all, this is my bed.

  With the help of the sedative ingredients in the cold medicine, I slept very soundly and even had a sweet dream that I hadn't had in a long time.

  It's indeed a fragrant dream. In the dream, I don't know what month it was, but I stood alone in a forest filled with trees whose names I couldn't recall. The tall and sturdy trees were scattered about, and as far as the eye could see, there were dark green leaves and pure white flowers everywhere. With each breath, the intoxicating fragrance lingered on my nose, making me feel like I had been to that place before.

  While I was still indulging in that fragrance and couldn't extricate myself, the surroundings suddenly changed.

  Although it was still covered with small white flowers everywhere, under a big tree that about three people could just encircle, I saw a familiar girl and an unfamiliar boy.

  "Who are you? Why are you in the big plum blossom house's orange grove? Speak quickly, are you here to steal things?" The little girl stood up straight, staring fiercely at the boy.

  Oh. So these trees are orange trees, and those fragrant little white flowers are orange blossoms. I took another deep sniff, and the fragrance is even more intense than osmanthus.

  The boy looked at the girl with a blank expression: "Steal things? What's there to steal here? Orange blossoms? Are you out of your mind?"

  The girl was stunned. The momentum suddenly weakened, biting her small mouth and not speaking.

  The boy sneered: "I haven't even asked who you are, when did this ugly freak appear in our town?"

  Upon hearing this, the girl's face turned red with rage and she shouted: "Is there something wrong with your aesthetic? You think I'm ugly? Then aren't you even more disgusting?"

  "The boy was shocked instead of angry: 'You didn't even cry. You're really mentally abnormal.'"

  I watched from the side and felt quite embarrassed, their thinking and vocabulary level are slightly ahead.

  "Hmph, what's there to cry about? I didn't scold you back, did I? And I didn't even lose out." The girl looked disdainful, plucked an orange blossom and suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "This orange blossom is really unique! And the petals are so sturdy, they can't be torn apart!"

  It must be because I'm dreaming, but the girl's voice sounds particularly ethereal and pleasant. Although her face has a bit of baby fat, her features are very delicate, and paired with the snowy white puffy skirt she's wearing, she really does look like a spoiled little princess.

  I smiled and couldn't help but take a closer look at the nearest orange tree.

  Dense white small flowers are dotted among the green leaves, about the size of a fingernail cover, most of which have only five thin petals. The back of the white petals also has many fine green bumps. In the middle, the tender green pistil is topped with a sticky pollen head, surrounded by a circle of slender white stamens, and on top there is a cluster of tender yellow bud-like things, looking like a row of candles burning neatly in a circle.

  This small tangerine flower is indeed delicate enough, I lovingly played with that whole branch of flowers and leaves.

  "Hey, have you picked enough? Do you want this tree to not bear any oranges this year?" The boy's childish voice came over coldly.

  I was startled and quickly let go, lowering my head to look over and only then did I realize it was the boy talking to the girl, at which point the scene suddenly changed again.

  This time, I was by a small river, and curiously turned around in place. In the distance, the sky was high and cloudless, with a perfect atmosphere. The flat little river flowed silently and slowly, with both banks covered in lush green grass. Just looking at it made me feel like spring was overflowing, with a fresh scent that was completely different from the subtle fragrance of orange blossoms.

  Voices were heard from beside.

  I turned around and looked over, still the little girl and boy, but their figures were all submerged behind the lush green grass.

  I pushed aside the tall grass that had almost grown up to my waist and walked towards them.

  "Look, this is the dog tail grass I was telling you about. Doesn't it look just like a dog's tail?" The boy said proudly to the girl, holding up a fluffy blade of grass.

  The girl showed a sweet smile, but her words directly hit the boy: "If it doesn't look like a dog's tail, why is it called dogtail grass?"

  The boy rolled his eyes: "You're really boring."

  The girl pouted unhappily: "You're so useless, other little boys can make me a flower crown with flowers to wear on my head, what's the point of you bringing a dog tail grass here and showing off?"

  I let out a snort of laughter, then immediately covered my mouth and looked at them nervously, only to realize that I was dreaming, so even if I laughed loudly, it wouldn't disturb them.

  The boy uncomfortably tilted his head: "You like wreaths so much, why don't you go find them? Why bother me every day, it's really annoying."

  "Nonsense! If I didn't have a crush on you, would I be bothering with you?" The girl disdainfully used the dog-tail grass in her hand to scratch the boy's ear.

  I was shocked, how long has it been? They haven't even grown much taller, and yet they've already developed a romantic relationship?!

  The boy didn't say a word, he just kept dodging the girl's attacks.

  "What? Shy? Ah yo, it's really rare, quickly turn around and let me see your silly face red like a monkey's butt!" The girl got more and more excited, almost pouncing on the boy.

  I was terrified watching from behind, this girl... is really so fierce.

  As the girl continued to attack, the boy suddenly turned his hand over and held out a palm with something on it... I leaned in to take a look and found that it was a dragonfly made of dogtail grass. The craftsmanship was very fine, and this dragonfly looked three-dimensional from any angle.

  But I suspect the boy will still get hurt by the girl in the end.

  As expected——

  "Wow, you can actually make this with dog tail grass!" The girl took the dragonfly and examined it carefully while exclaiming, "Not bad, I didn't expect someone who looks rough to have such a delicate mind."

  The boy finally couldn't help but turn his head and roar: "Am I really that ugly in your heart?!"

  The girl patted him on the shoulder like she was comforting a younger brother: "Don't worry, don't worry, even if you looked uglier I wouldn't dislike you, I'm someone who values inner qualities."

  The boy's small face turned red with anger as he stretched out his hand: "Give me back the kite!"

  The girl was taken aback, looking at the dog tail kite in her hand: "But wasn't it made for me?"

  I thought the girl was finally going to give in to the boy, and I was just about to nod my head in relief when she suddenly overturned my assumption.

  She casually handed the dragonfly to the boy's palm and said seriously: "Just now, I was still entangled in how to dispose of it without hurting your fragile heart, nor would I be resented by you. Now, you actually take the initiative to take it back, it's really too considerate."

  I sighed and rubbed my temples.

  The boy's beautiful eyes stared at the girl, but in the end he didn't say anything and grasped the dragonfly tightly before turning around and leaving.

  The girl standing there seemed to suddenly remember something, put her hands to her mouth and formed a circle, saying very loudly: "Hey, after going back, remember to study how to make cicadas, compared to dragonflies I like that one more!"

  The boy's hand paused on the green grass for a moment before he responded in a low voice: "I know."

  My jaw almost dropped, they really have a deep and profound love for each other.

  Just as I was expecting what would happen next, the dream suddenly appeared a shockwave, the girl's face in front of me gradually became blurred, and the tender green grass and fluffy dogtail grass also began to disappear one by one.

  "A Yao? A Yao......"

  Who is so annoying to call me at this time? I still want to continue with this dream, why do you have to come and wake me up? Even if your voice sounds good, I'll deduct your salary, believe it or not?

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