Just then, the dilapidated bus slowly pulled into the station, and he quickly boarded it.
Insert coins and find a seat.
Upon arriving at the window seat, Jiang Cheng simply reached out and pushed the window open.
As the gentle evening breeze caressed his face, Jiang Cheng's gaze grew even more somber.
Why……
Gu Qingwan said that it was all a dream.
Everything in the world has value.
What is the value of this dream world?
Is it to let him experience a different kind of life? It can't just be to make him suffer, right?
After much thought, Jiang Cheng still couldn't come up with a reasonable answer, and instead, he felt a slight soreness and pain in his forehead.
"call……"
He let out a long breath, clearing his mind of all his complicated thoughts.
I don't want to think about it anymore.
Let's go home and find the so-called "projection" first.
When Jiang Cheng got home, he opened the door and found the house still eerily quiet. He then took out the list that Gu Qingwan had laid out during the day and started searching through the corners that hadn't been scanned yet.
What if that thing is hidden in some long-forgotten corner?
Although the projection needs to be attached to something that Jiangcheng spends every day with, what if something unexpected happens? Or what if this dream world has some strange hidden rules?
Jiang Cheng couldn't explain any of this.
Therefore, the simplest and safest way to find the "projection" is to check each one one by one.
"Let's start by looking in the living room."
Just as Jiang Cheng was struggling with this, Gu Qingwan's voice appeared at the right time: "The living room has the most piles of stuff, with many storage cabinets stacked one on top of another. If we only scan, we will definitely miss a lot of details."
"good."
Jiang Cheng glanced at the two floor-to-ceiling storage cabinets in the entryway and then began searching through them in order.
But still, nothing was gained.
Then came the bathroom and kitchen. He opened and searched through all the cabinets that could hold things, but apart from some normal daily necessities, Jiang Cheng didn't find anything special.
He went into the bedroom and opened every drawer of the dressing table, even checking the transparent glass cabinet where the cosmetics were displayed. He searched very carefully, trying not to miss anything.
Only the wardrobe is left.
Jiang Cheng walked to the wardrobe, first opening the side where his clothes were to check to make sure they were exactly the same as when he left in the morning, and then opening the wardrobe next to it.
To Jiang Cheng's great surprise, only half of the small two-door wardrobe contained Zhao Xuerou's clothes, while the other half was filled with clean bedding sets and sofa covers.
He glanced at her clothes and saw that Zhao Xuerou had no more than ten outfits in total for all four seasons. They were all solid colors and basic styles that were easy to match and could be worn repeatedly.
You know, when Zhao Xuerou was in high school, she was an arrogant and haughty school beauty. She never wore the same clothes twice, and even her shoes were always the same pair to match her clothes. How could she be like this now, wearing ten different outfits a year?
This change is too drastic...
Jiang Cheng really didn't expect that Zhao Xuerou, a girl who loves to dress up, actually has fewer clothes than him.
Jiang Cheng reached out and touched the fabric of the clothes, and immediately frowned.
The fabric of these clothes is of very poor quality; some are even rough to the touch. Several pieces have already pilled from washing, and the collars are somewhat deformed, suggesting they are all old clothes from years ago. Even if they were newly bought, they are likely discounted, substandard items.
From this perspective, Jiang Cheng's unease deepened even further.
He could only close the wardrobe as if escaping, and casually opened the two bedside tables next to it.
Upon seeing that the items displayed inside were mostly underwear and the like, Jiang Cheng immediately turned his head away in embarrassment.
He hastily finished searching the bedroom and returned to the living room empty-handed.
Feeling agitated, he casually sat down on the sofa.
After all this was done, the short hand of the wall clock had pointed to "8", while the long hand had long since passed "9".
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown slightly.
It's almost nine o'clock, and Zhao Xuerou, who promised to have dinner with him, still hasn't come home. Didn't she say she didn't have to work overtime today?
Just as Jiang Cheng was feeling a bit confused, Zhao Xuerou called.
"Hello?"
He didn't show any unusual emotions; he simply pinched the bridge of his nose and answered the phone without a care.
I've been going through all that stuff and making that list for so long, to be honest, I'm a little tired.
Zhao Xuerou sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone.
She hid at the corner of the stairs, glancing around to make sure no one was passing by, and hurriedly explained to Jiang Cheng, "I'm so sorry, honey! I didn't mean to break our promise. My boss just made me work overtime, and he kept saying this job was very urgent, not letting me even glance at my phone. So I've been busy until now and only just managed to find a chance to call you. I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry if you've been waiting for me..."
Towards the end, Zhao Xuerou even started to ramble. She seemed very worried about angering Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng could roughly guess how he had treated Zhao Xuerou in the past, so he could only nod helplessly: "It's okay, I'm not hungry yet, take your time."
Although his stomach was growling with hunger after the long journey home, he wasn't particularly concerned about his appetite. Besides, he could take advantage of Zhao Xuerou's absence to search for things around the house. Even if he didn't find anything, he couldn't just give up, could he?
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