As there were too many people, Weishengdie entered the dream alone this time, recording the live broadcast with a handheld recorder.

On the 150-inch screen in the conference room, footsteps were first heard, and after a few minutes, the surrounding scene gradually became clear.

Ying Huai breathed a sigh of relief. This time the filming location was not the dormitory, and he would no longer appear as a party involved.

The scene that appeared before my eyes had a slightly yellowish color on the screen, very much like the tone of a youth pain movie.

The fragmented sunlight shines in through the partition of the antique shelf, and the shouts of the vendors making the dream instantly come alive. In front of me is a cramped and simple living room, but it is clean and warm. Under the yellowed nostalgic filter, it looks like a Japanese drama.

Ah Jin looked at the surrounding scene and said, "Isn't this a house in Xicheng District?"

A simple screen was set up in the living room of more than ten square meters, with two small folding beds placed inside the screen.

**There is a man's jacket on top and women's leather shoes under the bed. This crowded room is where a family of four lives.

The woman was busying herself tirelessly in the kitchen while the man was sitting on the sofa watching the morning news.

There were constant sounds of conversation coming from the only bedroom.

"Hurry up, you're going to be late!"

"Wait a minute, I can't find my socks."

"Oh, I just found it for you. Isn't it here?"

After a lot of noise and commotion, two girls wearing the same school uniform ran out of the bedroom.

Wei Shengdie walked in with a recorder in hand and filmed the situation in the bedroom. The bedroom was not very big and only had room for an old-fashioned desk. There was a bunk bed against the wall in the corner, and posters of stars and certificates of various competitions were posted on the wall.

Without exception, the name on the award certificates is Jiang Ji.

The girls who appeared in the picture looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

The girl running in front had her long hair tied into a high ponytail, her skin was very fair, and the teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes were shining.

The girl who was lagging behind slowly had short hair that reached her neck and a cartoon band-aid on her nose, which gave her a Japanese-style boyish vibe.

The two girls have different personalities, but their faces are exactly the same.

"Who is the newcomer?" Nie Congnan asked.

"The one with the ponytail." The secretary explained to Nie Congnan in a low voice. Zheng Baixue, Lu Wangjin and others beside him also pricked up their ears. "Jiang Ji and Jiang Wu are identical twins. Jiang Wu died in a car accident five years ago."

"Jiang Ji suffers from multiple personality disorder and is suspected to have a second personality called 'Jiang Wu'. His main personality is relatively weak, but this second personality showed a strange ability to touch the companion species in the battle in Xicheng District."

Jiang Ji shouted in a hurry: "Mom and Dad, we are not going to have breakfast, or we will miss the bus!"

"How can we not eat!" The woman in the kitchen ran out holding a spatula, "It's all ready, grab a steamed bun and eat while walking!"

But Jiang Ji had already run to the stairs. When Jiang Wu reached the door, she smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. She sniffed, turned into the kitchen and took out two steamed buns. The hot steam from the steamer rushed up, burning her so much that she grimaced.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll take it, mom. I'll leave first."

"Be careful on the road."

"Okay!"

Jiang Ji, who was waiting in the corridor, grabbed Jiang Wu's hand and ran away, his ponytail flourishing in the slanting sunlight.

"This newcomer..." Ye Changli murmured, "She's such a beauty!"

Ah Jin glanced at the person beside him: "You are crazy, you don't want to live anymore!"

Wei Shengdie said: "This is Jiang Ji's past dream."

——Human dreams are often divided into many categories.

For example, dreams that are completely opposite to reality are called "reverse dreams", dreams that reflect the recent mental state and spiritual level are called "emotional dreams", dreams that remind people of their recent physical and mental health conditions are called "health conditions dreams", etc. These dreams are often bizarre, weird and absurd.

The other type of dream that is closer to reality is the "precognitive dream" in which events and scenes in the dream will actually happen in reality. This is the "past dream" that Jiang Ji is having now, in which memories that have long been forgotten in reality reappear in dreams.

Ying Huai tapped the tabletop silently with his fingertips.

Is it because of the appearance of "river fog" that I had such a dream?

The two ran to the bus stop. It seemed that Jiang Ji was dragging Jiang Wu the whole time, but in fact, Jiang Wu walked with big strides and was calm and relaxed, while Jiang Ji was exhausted and panting. Nie Congnan frowned when he saw his physical strength, thinking he was too weak.

Jiang Wu's cold eyebrows were somewhat helpless: "If you can't run, then slow down. You won't die if you're late. It's easy for you to die like this."

As expected, I received a cold stare from the other party.

This early morning was no different from any other. There were not many people on the street, and roadside breakfast stalls had already been set up.

They arrived at the platform just after the bus.

Weishengdie followed them into the car and recorded the surrounding environment like shooting a documentary.

Surprisingly, there were not many people on the bus except for a passenger sitting by the window who was wearing a snow-white Tang suit. The buttons were intricately decorated, her hair was shoulder-length, and she had a thin frame. Her face could not be seen clearly, and it was even unclear whether she was a man or a woman.

Wei Shengdie calmly explained: "In the past, dreams were generally long in the past, so it was normal that the faces of passers-by in dreams could not be clearly seen."

Jiang Ji and the other person found a seat and sat down smoothly.

No, everyone in the conference room frowned. It was impossible for the bus passing by the school during the morning rush hour to have so few people.

In the dream, the short-haired girl seemed to have noticed this situation, and her expression suddenly became strange.

The cat's eyes lingered on the safety hammer beside the bus window for a while, but he still calmly gave Jiang Ji a steamed bun that was a little cold from the wind, "Eat it quickly, and copy my homework when we get to school."

Jiang Ji muttered, "Can you do this? You sneaked out to play last night and came back to copy homework this morning. Your ranking will drop again at the end of the semester!"

Jiang Wu said a few perfunctorily, his eyes still observing the surroundings.

Jiang Wu is as sharp and alert as an animal.

Jiang Wu observed the bus driver, and his pupils suddenly trembled. The sunlight shone through the mottled shadows of the trees, but the driver had no shadow!

Ye Changli jumped up and down: "Fuck! The weirdness appeared so early?"

His words also expressed the surprise of others.

In the dream, Jiang Wu tightly grasped Jiang Ji's arm and said calmly, "Master, we want to get off the car."

The bus driver seemed not to hear it and sped up. Even Jiang Ji noticed something was wrong.

"This master..." She leaned close to Jiang Wu's ear and bit his ear carefully, "