Jiang Shuyun left the headmaster's office with mixed feelings.

He felt that he and Yi'an had been having good luck ever since they came here, as if their wishes were coming true, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that they're playing the lead role?

Jiang Shuyun had read several online novels and knew some professional terms.

This problem had been troubling Jiang Shuyun until she returned home.

That evening, Mu Yi'an couldn't hold back any longer and voiced her question.

"Shuyun, what happened to you at the academy? Why do you have such a strange expression on your face since you came back?"

It's intriguing to say he's neither happy nor disappointed.

"Yi'an, the headmaster called me this afternoon and asked if my child was practicing martial arts, whether it was for physical fitness or for other purposes?"

Jiang Shuyun repeated what the headmaster had said to Mu Yi'an, including his reply.

"Isn't this great? We've been thinking about finding someone with this kind of talent for our child, but we were worried about not having any connections."

Now we don't have to worry anymore; talented people are coming to us of their own accord. Isn't that great?

Mu Yi'an thought it was great; they were lucky.

"Yi'an, don't you think everything has been too smooth since we came here?"

It's like they have a script; whatever they want comes true, whatever they lack, they have.

The more Jiang Shuyun talked, the more she realized it made sense, and she felt a little nervous.

"What script? Like in novels, where everything we're doing is pre-arranged, a game that ends when the time is up?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the feeling."

Yi'an, I'm scared. I'm scared that all of this is fake, that it's all just a pipe dream.

I don't know when I woke up, but all of that was gone.

I am still lying alone in my luxurious bed at home. The room is quiet and empty except for me.

I feel bad for my parents saying this; they raised me for over forty years. I haven't done anything for them, yet I still hoped my dream would come true, and now they're the ones who have to bury their child.

But I really don't want all of this to be fake. It's real that I live with you, it's warm to hold you, and I truly felt the two babies rolling around in your belly.

Shao Ming, Shao Yun, and Chu Yue surrounded me, sweetly calling me "Daddy." I truly felt all of this.

I……"

Jiang Shuyun's voice choked as she spoke, and she couldn't continue.

"Shuyun, come here."

Mu Yi'an pulled Jiang Shuyun over and made him sit next to her, then reached out and hugged him.

"Shuyun, we were all very lonely."

Lacking enthusiasm for life, they don't want to get married, don't want to have children, and simply don't want to leave anything behind.

Now, we've come here, experienced a different life, and met people we've fallen for.

Having children and living a simple yet happy life. I like it very much and am very happy.

But so what if all of this is fake? So what if it's just a pipe dream?

Even if we live to a ripe old age here, when we wake up, we might still be trapped in the rubble of the elevator, or the elevator incident might be a hoax.

However, this memory is real, as if we lived an extra lifetime in a dream. It's just that our dream was longer, and the storyline was more complete.

Instead of worrying about those things and living each day in a state of anxiety and uncertainty, it's better not to think about anything at all.

"Those strokes of good luck are like rewards from heaven or equipment in a game; we should just accept them without worry."

Mu Yi'an gently stroked Jiang Shuyun's back with his hand; he was a person who lacked a sense of security.

Although he has abundant material resources, he lacks the ability to love.

Jiang Shuyun was different from her. Although she had a hard life, her parents didn't know how to teach or love their children. They were too busy just to have enough to eat.

Driven by her desire to leave the mountains, she single-mindedly forged ahead with a clear goal.

Although I endured a lot of hardship, my life was fulfilling.

She is like a weed, living in harsh environments, but with strong vitality.

Jiang Shuyun is a delicate flower in a greenhouse, too well cared for, and lacks vitality.

“Yi An, if, I mean if, all of this we’ve been through was just a dream.”

When we wake up, if we still remember what happened in our dream, we must go find each other.

We live in the same city, not far apart. I know which university you went to, and you should also remember the name of the high school I taught at.

We found each other, and in real life, we can continue the good days we dreamed of.

"You're overthinking things. I'm already in my thirties in real life, I don't have the chance to have five kids!"

Mu Yi'an thought about it, and realized how terrifying that was.

With the help of a group of maids and servants, she was able to raise her five children relatively easily.

In real life, raising five children would drive anyone crazy.

"I didn't ask you to have five children, but having one is fine too!"

"Jiang Shuyun, I think you haven't had marital relations for a long time, and your endocrine system is a bit out of balance. What are you thinking about?"

"Alright, five months have passed, that's enough. Let's have a big battle tonight, balance our yin and yang, and once things are back to normal, we won't want to think about anything else."

Mu Yi'an felt that what she said made a lot of sense, so she pulled down the bed curtains and began to pull up Jiang Shuyun's clothes.

"Yi'an, slow down, don't rush. Where are you touching? The button is here."

Jiang Shuyun was panting heavily. He probably really did have a hormonal imbalance. Yi An's antics had cheered him up.

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