Chapter 206 True and False Dreams (Fifth Update)
Others might not understand what he meant, but Qiao Mei knew it perfectly well.
After thinking about it, she realized that she always did the work more, so she decided to let Ao Cang contribute this time.
For some reason, in the end, Ao Cang tricked her into opening her personal computer bracelet and using a small portion of the things that Shu Qingqing had mailed to her.
She only remembered this the next day when she woke up and saw the mess in her bedroom.
She wanted to get angry and scold Ao Cang, but Ao Cang had already transformed back into his little black dragon form, lying in front of her, fast asleep.
"........"
Oh well, she really owes him!
Having finished ignoring Ao Cang, she now has to get busy with the Star Monster All-People Professional League, which officially starts tonight.
She said yesterday that she could finish assembling the model in an hour, but with so many things to do, she completely forgot.
He wanted to get out of bed to do it, but he was afraid of waking Ao Cang, so he could only lean against the headboard and turn on his computer bracelet to do it in bed.
The league will last for two weeks, but it will only start on Saturday and Sunday afternoons.
It just so happens that it coincides with her vacation time.
The mecha model of "Black Crow Boy" was completed at 10 a.m.
Qiao Mei's neck was a little sore from sitting on the ground. She looked down and saw that Ao Cang was still asleep.
This surprised her a little, but remembering that she and he had only started to rest around dawn, she didn't think much of it.
After glancing at the mess on the floor, she quietly got out of bed so as not to wake Ao Cang.
Unbeknownst to him, Ao Cang was currently trapped in a dream world that he couldn't tell was real or fictional.
In his dream, he seemed to have gone to the time and space where Qiao Mei had been before.
He is now completely trapped in a body that seems to be him, yet doesn't quite feel like him.
His body shrank to the size of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old, and for some reason, the dragon horns on his head couldn't be retracted.
In his arms, he was holding a tiny baby.
He looked down and realized that he was holding Qiao Mei.
Or to be more precise, it was Qiao Mei, who was twelve years old.
However, due to long-term malnutrition, she looked nothing like a twelve-year-old girl, but rather like someone who was only ninety years old.
His body was so thin, like a skeleton, that it even felt a little rough to hold.
"An'an?" The moment he called out, Ao Cang realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.
The girl's body was completely still, and her belly was swollen. He gently shook her and then noticed the sound of water coming from her belly.
It looks like he'd only been drowning for a short time.
Suddenly, fragmented memories exploded in his mind.
Amidst the raging storm and towering waves, he rescued her from the sea in the form of a black dragon, braving lightning.
But he was also struck by an inexplicable force, and the entire dragon became extremely weak.
Coming back to his senses, he looked at the girl in his arms, whose breathing was very weak. He laid her flat on the reef, and considering that the sea breeze was still strong and had a biting chill, he moved to the windward side to shield her from the wind.
When he felt he couldn't blow enough onto her, he used the power of his water-type familiars to expel the seawater from her abdomen.
Once her belly was no longer stretched so taut, he stopped, shook his slightly dizzy head, and looked around.
She still showed no signs of waking up, but he could sense that her condition was much better than before.
So he picked her up, intending to use the power of his water-type familiars to create a windproof shield for her.
But for some reason, he couldn't muster any strength no matter how hard he tried, so he had to give up and use his own body to warm her.
He looked around. He was on the coast, and not far away was a fishing village shrouded in rain and mist.
If he remembered correctly, he had seen this area before in Qiao Mei's memory; it seemed to be where she lived.
but.......
He glanced down at the red funeral dress she was wearing, and remembered how she hadn't had a good life.
After thinking it over, he decided not to take her back to the fishing village, but instead headed to a deserted island across the water.
He could not transform into a dragon, but his ability to recognize water as a dragon remained.
So they arrived at their destination relatively smoothly with Xiao Qiaomei.
The island was uninhabited and covered in dense jungle. Because of the rain, the fog was thick, making it difficult to see what was ahead.
Ao Cang could only lead Xiao Qiao Mei further in, and eventually, deep in the jungle, they found a hollow tree trunk that could accommodate four people.
He laid Qiao Mei down and looked at her cracked and bleeding lips. He planned to go out and collect some rainwater for her to drink, but when he reached the pond, he was surprised to find that he was shrouded in a white mist and could not be seen clearly at all.
He reached out and touched the two ice-blue dragon horns on his head, and the person in the reflection of the pond also touched them.
This convinced him that the person currently shrouded in white mist was indeed him.
But why...?
Just then, I heard a soft moan coming from inside the house.
"thirsty........"
Although Xiao Qiaomei's voice was soft, it sounded exceptionally clear to Ao Cang, who was a god.
He gathered his thoughts, hurriedly entered the tree hollow, carefully helped Xiao Qiaomei up, and began to feed her the rainwater he had collected.
She was not fully conscious and leaked a lot of fluids despite drinking very little.
Seeing this, Ao Cang stopped feeding her water and went to drink the water from the large leaf himself. Then he poured the remaining rainwater into her mouth.
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