Xie Qi sat in the classroom, looking out the window silently. He didn't understand why he was not happy at all even though he had completed his mission and successfully reunited with his family.
Boring classes filled his eardrums every day, and Xie Qi couldn't find any fun in boarding school life.
Daze, silence, and confusion almost permeated his entire body, and the suppressed emotions also made his health worse and worse.
Unable to eat or sleep, he became haggard, as if he had lost all his energy and vitality. Even the most basic activities outside the house were difficult, let alone going to class.
In the end, Xie Qi, who was extremely weak, had to be taken home by the Xie family to recuperate.
Xie Qi lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes dull and his mind seemed a little dazed. He seemed indifferent to everything around him.
Looking at his mother crying beside the bed, there was not a ripple in his heart, as if she was just a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
After the Xie family left the room, Xie Qi stared at the ceiling in a daze again. He even wondered if the mission he had done before was all a dream, a fantasy after he became seriously ill.
However, Xie Qi didn't know at the moment that everything he had experienced had been maliciously changed, and even his negative emotions would be infinitely magnified in his dreams.
Just as Xie Qi was immersed in his own fantasies, he felt that there seemed to be another person in the room.
Xie Qi turned his head with great effort and the first thing he saw was the school uniform the other person was wearing. The uniform was the same as the one he wore at his school, so he must be from the same school as him.
When he saw the other person's face, Xie Qi remembered this person. Xie Qi remembered that the other person was very weak, always bullied, and was also the one with no sense of existence in his class.
But Xie Qi didn’t understand why this usually taciturn classmate was standing in front of his bed and crying. Was he bullied again?
Xie Qi instinctively wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the other person's tears, but found that his arms were as heavy as if filled with lead.
The man standing beside the bed slowly leaned over and gently pressed his forehead against Xie Qi's forehead. A warm divine power slowly flowed into the depths of Xie Qi's consciousness.
"Xie Qi...all this is fake, it's time to wake up." Yu Ze's voice trembled.
Tears blurred their faces, and it was unclear whether it was Xie Qi who was crying or Yu Ze's tears falling on Xie Qi's face.
When Xie Qi's consciousness gradually woke up from the chaos, he slowly opened his eyes and scanned the surrounding environment with a somewhat blurry vision.
After a long while, he finally saw clearly the scene in front of him. It was his residence when he was in Tianxuan Sect.
At this moment, Yu Ze was sitting in front of the bed, holding Xie Qi's hand tightly, and constantly injecting spiritual power into Xie Qi's body.
It is also because of Yu Ze's continuous transmission of spiritual power that Xie Qi's body has almost recovered.
When Xie Qi saw Yu Ze standing beside the bed, he sat up from the bed, put his arms around Yu Ze, buried his face in Yu Ze's shoulder, and cried uncontrollably.
Yu Ze placed his right hand on Xie Qi's back, continuing to supply him with spiritual power, while his other hand kept patting him to comfort him.
He still remembered the last time he coaxed Xie Qi like this, when Xie Qi was still a child.
However, ever since the two of them expressed their feelings to each other, Xie Qi never seemed to hug him and cry like a child again.
Yu Ze said gently: "You just woke up, don't cry for too long, otherwise I will have to let you sleep first."
Xie Qi slowly stopped crying when he heard this, but he didn't let go of his arms around Yu Ze. His voice was a little choked with sobs: "Promise me that I will see you again after I finish my mission. I won't forget you."
Yu Ze: "I promise you."
When Xie Qi came out of the dream, the negative emotions that were maliciously imposed on him slowly disappeared.
So after Xie Qi's emotions gradually stabilized, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be the top, and how embarrassing it looked to be crying in his wife's arms!
Xie Qi sniffed a little embarrassedly, then stepped out of Yu Ze's arms. He straightened his back and tried to save his image.
Then, he pressed Yu Ze onto his shoulders in a forceful manner and asked calmly, "What happened to me before?"
Yu Ze leaned on Xie Qi's shoulder, watching him straighten his back, but his voice was still hoarse. He did not prick Xie Qi's self-esteem, but softened his body and leaned on Xie Qi's shoulder.
"You were caught in the mist released by the Dream-Slaying Eagle and trapped in a dream. He is a vicious demon that can discern a person's deepest desires and reconstruct them into another dream, thereby controlling their memories. Even gods and immortals cannot escape the dreams he creates."
Xie Qi: "Where's that eagle? I want to kill him!"
Yu Ze: "I killed him, and his soul flew away."
Xie Qi: "Oh, forget it."
Xie Qi: "By the way, where is Ye Chuan?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Ze straightened up and replied calmly, "He was taken away by his master. He is still in a coma and has not yet woken up."
Xie Qi: "Is he also trapped in the mist of that eagle?"
Yu Ze shook his head and explained, "His situation is different from yours. I'll tell you in detail after you recover."
Although Xie Qi was a little confused, he nodded and said, "Okay, then you accompany me to the bed and rest for a while."
"good."
After Yu Ze was sure Xie Qi was safe, his tense nerves relaxed. He quickly fell asleep in Xie Qi's familiar and warm embrace.
Xie Qi stared quietly at Yu Ze's sleeping face, reached out to touch his cheek, and thought of the young man who last appeared in the dream.
Although the young man was only somewhat similar to Yu Ze, at this moment, Xie Qi was extremely certain that the young man was Yu Ze.
Xie Qi may not remember other memories, but he does remember the life in which he died in a car accident, and that boy was his classmate.
Xie Qi remembered that on his first day at the transfer school, he saw that classmate being cornered and bullied. Later, Xie Qi rescued him and sent him to the infirmary.
Later, that classmate seemed to have transferred to another school and he never saw him again.
Xie Qi tried hard to recall the boy's name, but he couldn't remember it.
Xie Qi sighed and decided not to think about it. Since he couldn't remember the name, it must be related to his lost memory. Moreover, Yu Ze said that he would remember everything after completing the task, so there was no need to rush.
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