Chapter 28
“I figured it out!”
Suddenly, Fang Zhao let go of An Huainan's lips and spoke.
An Huainan, who was kissing passionately, was suddenly interrupted. Looking at the person in front of him, he suddenly began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his kissing skills.
"The little river god left me a space when I entered the dream. We can go there and look for him to see if we can try to summon him."
"space?"
Seeing that An Huainan still looked confused, Fang Zhao simply grabbed An Huainan's hand, closed his eyes, and started to activate his own space.
A flash of white light passed by, and when An Huainan saw the things in front of him clearly, he found himself in a house.
"This is?"
"This is my rental house in this world."
Fang Zhao turned his head and found that the underwear he had taken off after taking a shower last night and had not had time to wash was still lying naked on the bed. He quickly pounced on it like a tiger pouncing on its prey and hid the underwear behind himself.
“It’s a bit messy indeed.”
An Huainan gave a very pertinent evaluation.
"I've been busy with the college entrance exams lately and haven't had time to clean up."
Fang Zhao said with a wry smile.
An Huainan walked slowly in the room, looking at the things that belonged to Fang Zhao ten years later, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Everything in the room was stained with her scent.
And all this has nothing to do with him.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that An Huainan was becoming increasingly silent, Fang Zhao couldn't help but ask.
"From now on, I will be involved in everything you do."
An Huainan hugged the person in front of him and said domineeringly.
"good."
Fang Zhao buried his head in his arms, greedily smelling his scent.
Everything in the room was still, the only moving object was the clock on the wall.
The three hands keep moving day and night.
At this moment, the sound of the clock was particularly obvious in the ears of the two people, "tick-tick-tick-tick"
"Sit on the sofa for a while, I'll get you a bottle of Coke."
An Huainan obediently sat on the sofa and turned on the TV in the living room.
The time displayed in the upper right corner of the TV is: June 8, 2025, 10:36 am.
"Is this the time on the day you traveled through time?"
Fang Zhao took two bottles of Coke, placed them on the coffee table, and sat next to An Huainan.
"Yes, the time in this space is limited to June 8, 2025. Once it passes midnight today, time will return to today and start over."
"Including the clock on the wall?"
An Huainan suddenly stared at the decoration on the wall and asked.
"I haven't noticed this."
Fang Zhao's main need for returning to this space was to rest. She didn't care much about anything here except the extra money every month.
"What happens if the clock never shows twelve o'clock at night?"
Fang Zhao understood and looked at An Huainan, knowing what he wanted to do.
"That's a good idea. We can try it tonight."
"What else is in the fridge?"
An Huainan stood up, walked to the refrigerator, and looked through it. There was nothing there except milk, cola, and junk food.
"Uh, let's go find something to eat in the dream."
Fang Zhao didn't really know how to take care of herself. When she was alone, she'd just eat whatever she wanted in the cafeteria, or skip meals altogether. Her subsequent weight loss, like a skeleton, was also due to her condition at the time.
"good."
When Fang Zhao was in high school, she wasn't very good at taking care of herself. If she wasn't with him, she would often miss meals because of other things. An Huainan understood this very well.
The two returned to their dreams, went to the computer room to fill out their college entrance examination applications, and then went to buy food together.
"Wen Bo, I think we can give it a try."
Just as I reached the school gate, Bao Jing's voice suddenly came over.
Fang Zhao hurriedly pulled An Huainan to hide behind a tall holly bush nearby.
Wen Bo didn't say anything. After spending these days together, he found that he didn't reject Bao Jing.
"I filled out my college entrance exam application according to yours. If fate allows us to go to the same university, then we can be together, okay?"
Bao Jing grabbed Wen Bo's sleeve and suddenly started acting coquettishly.
Wen Bo looked at his sleeve being pulled by Bao Jing and did not refuse.
Based on Fang Zhao's understanding of Wen Bo, this means that he agrees.
Fang Zhao pulled An Huainan around from behind the evergreen tree.
"It seems that the world is really starting to change."
"What would happen if, when we travel back in time, we are not standing where we were supposed to be ten years later?"
Fang Zhao suddenly asked.
An Huainan shook his head, "I don't know."
At the time, I was so distracted by the little river god that I didn't ask about all the consequences. Now that I think about it, there are really loopholes everywhere.
Because they were full of worries, neither of them had much appetite to eat, so they simply bought some hamburgers and other things, took them into the space to eat, and waited for twelve o'clock in the morning.
"How about we watch a movie together?"
Fang Zhao opened the TV app, the only one she had managed to find a membership for. She picked and chose, finally deciding on a lighthearted comedy to lighten the mood.
"This seems to be the first time the two of us have watched a movie alone."
Fang Zhao curled up on the sofa, resting her head on An Huainan's legs. An Huainan took her upper body in his arms, and the two of them snuggled up to each other.
Time passes by little by little.
Fang Zhao didn't expect that the light-hearted romantic comedy he chose would have an explicit sex scene at the end.
The actor's entire back was exposed to the audience's view, his strong muscles swaying on the screen. The picture was a little blurry, adding a touch of charming atmosphere to the two people.
As the sound came from the TV, Fang Zhao felt that something under his head hardened.
As an adult, Fang Zhao certainly knew what that was.
Seeing that the temperature between the two people was rising rapidly and was about to get out of control, Fang Zhao jumped up from An Huainan.
"It's too hot, haha, do you want to have an ice cream to cool down?"
An Huainan looked at Fang Zhao leisurely. When Fang Zhao passed by him, he stretched out his long arm and fell into his arms.
"Where are you going?"
Fang Zhao was about to answer when his mouth was sealed, and he could only manage a "Hmm."
An Huainan's whole body was burning hot, and Fang Zhao felt like he was about to melt in his body temperature.
"Singing the most dazzling folk style~"
Fang Zhaoding's cell phone suddenly rang. The clock on the wall showed 11:50. It was time to get down to business.
An Huainan reluctantly let go of Fang Zhao.
An Huainan had been addicted to the feeling since their first kiss. Fang Zhao tasted sweet.
Turn off the TV and all electronic devices that can display time in this space.
An Huainan took down the wall clock and watched time pass quietly.
“5, 4, 3, 2, 1.”
At the last moment, An Huainan took out the battery of the watch on time.
For a moment, the space was so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack—"
A strange sound was heard, as if an old machine had suddenly jammed.
An Huainan held Fang Zhao tightly with one hand, his eyes fixed on the clock in his other hand.
As the sound subsided, the space began to shake violently.
"Huainan."
Fang Zhao was a little worried and hugged him tightly with both hands.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a huge crack appeared in space. The little river god crawled out of the crack, covering his chest, as if he had been seriously injured.
"What have you done?" The little river god was roaring. He fell into a deep sleep in the conch again. Unexpectedly, his own magic backfired, forcing him to break into the dream.
"We are already together. The bet is over. You should let us go."
"leave?"
The little river god suddenly began to sneer. "I finally have two souls to command. They make me feel less lonely. Do you think I will let you go?"
"It was all signed in our gambling contract at the time."
"Contract? Hahahaha, stupid humans are so easy to fool. Let me show you what a contract is."
The little river god flipped his fingers, and a contract signed by Fang Zhao appeared in the air.
The words on the contract suddenly shifted, returning to their original positions. It turned out to be a soul sale agreement. The buyer was the Little River God, and the price was a monthly commission of 10,000 yuan.
Fang Zhao widened his eyes and blamed her for always believing in weird things and thinking that all gods were good. Unexpectedly, she met a bad god.
An Huainan was furious, "So you were lying to me from the beginning?"
"Yeah, I've been alone for thousands of years. It's so hard to have two living souls to accompany me. Why not?"
However, his magic was limited, and the space began to collapse before ten years had passed.
The other people in the dream were merely shadows of people captured by the river spirit in the real world. They vanished with the dream, and had little impact on the people in the real world. At most, the weak would suffer a serious illness, and the unlucky would become even more unlucky.
As for their two living souls, he hasn't figured out how to place them.
After all, life is stressful nowadays, and many people don't want to continue living for various reasons. In addition, young people are unwilling to have children. There are too many lonely ghosts in the underworld. If they knew that they had deceived two more souls, the Black and White Impermanence would peel off their skin.
The space continued to shake violently, and the wall coverings of the electric lights created by magic began to fall down due to the shaking, hitting the ground and scattering, giving a feeling of the end of the world.
The little river god used magic to try to take the two people out, but he didn't expect that his magic would fail here.
"Oh my god, what the hell?"
The little river god was so anxious that he started cursing. He couldn't get the two souls and even risk his own life.
The space continued to collapse, and the little river god was so anxious that sweat began to appear on his forehead.
It’s over, it’s all over. I haven’t even started playing the game of life yet, how could this happen?
The little river god looked at the ruins in front of him in despair.
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