Chapter 228 227. Sweet Dreams

"Zhou Ning!" Zhou Qian didn't know how he ended up here. He clearly remembered that when he came here, Zhou Ning's dead, gray and withered body had already been swallowed stiffly by the Rose Corridor, and his comrades stopped him from getting close...

But at this moment, no one was stopping him. Zhou Qian ran forward desperately. Although the distance was so far, he could still hear her every breath and every whisper.

"You can't go... No, brother, don't come - it will kill you..."

"No, no, you can't come!"

Zhou Qian heard the painful struggle, which made him feel heartbroken. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was always a little bit away from Zhou Ning! "Ning Ning!"

He shouted loudly! "Brother, no, no..." She opened her mouth, her eyelids trembling wildly, the blue veins on her temples rolling hideously, and the spider on her head was even more terrifying. They were in this parasitic team, and their biological instincts surged with a desire for a wider world in the wasteland.

The next moment, Zhou Ning suddenly shouted: "No, no, no, to the wasteland!"

Then there was a "crack" sound, and the long aerial roots of the spider alien orchid had completely strangled her cervical vertebrae. Then, her shrunken body fell in front of Zhou Qian, and like countless parasitic corpses, they were about to be piled up to form a high road leading to the free wasteland.

“Ningning…”

Zhou Qian stood there, with his comrades holding him down, but he was too weak to even struggle. He could only watch as the originally peaceful rose corridor in front of him suddenly sprouted countless vines! Just like he remembered.

The earth began to surge, and the rose roots that spread throughout the wilderness pushed up the deep soil, dragging back the dignity-less corpses one by one and hiding them all under the deep soil.

The wilderness in front of the Rose Corridor was completely silent, as if no one had ever been there. The people beside him stood there dumbfounded, not daring to take another step forward.

It all seemed like a dream.

…

When Zhou Qian opened his eyes, he saw the ground wet with tears in front of him.

Was it a dream? But why was everything in the dream so real? It seemed like it was really the past he had missed. The persistence and little wish of Zhou Ning that he had missed, and her persistence in keeping Zhou Qiansheng's hope even if she lost her life...

Everyone knows that the wasteland is dangerous, there are countless mutant creatures there, and Zhou Qian, as a defender, suffers casualties every time he takes action. Zhou Ning knows all this.

In her eyes, the wasteland must be the most terrifying place in the world.

As long as her brother doesn't go, he will be able to live well...

Is that so? Ningning.

The sky had already become completely dark. Above his head was the brilliant Milky Way. Mosquitoes were buzzing around him. Zhou Qian slowly got up from the ground, but his hands were on the rough ground and sand and stones dug into his palms. He was still struggling and could not stand up in pain.

The disappearing dream was like a devouring whirlpool, swallowing up all his strength.

He thought he had already accepted it all and could easily tell others that Ning Ning was no longer there. But reality made him realize that Zhou Ning had always been in his heart.

Finally, he sat on the ground in a daze, crying hard and unrestrainedly.

His uncontrollable sobs and grief were carried in the wind, like the hot blood finally flowing out of the scar after years of silence.

…

At daybreak, Huai Yu got up and prepared to pack his things. He pushed open the door, only to see a man waving a hoe in the field not far away, working diligently like a farmhand.

"Brother Zhou Qian," she yawned, "Why are you here so early?"

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, because the soil in front of him still had traces of fresh moisture, and it was obvious that it had just been dug out.

She ran over to take a closer look, then said in surprise: "Brother Zhou Qian! You didn't do it all night, did you?"

"Yeah." Zhou Qian raised his head, his face showing deep fatigue, but his expression was unprecedentedly peaceful.

"I had a dream after drinking tea yesterday. I don't want to sleep anymore, so I might as well do some work."

Oh, dream.

Huaiyu thought of the reaction of Uncle Zaozi's family and asked worriedly, "So was your dream good or bad?"

Zhou Qian was silent for a moment: "It's good."

Although it was so painful, the reality of everything he had missed made him realize how much Zhou Ning cared about him. Rather than a dream, it was more like a continuation of all his regrets.

The person in the dream cannot be resurrected, but the living will always remember her, more deeply than before.

Even in her dreams, in Zhou Ning's last memory, did she know that her brother had not given up on her! No matter if he had secretly hidden her for half a year or tried to keep her alive... he had never given up on her.

Zhou Qian looked at Huaiyu: "So, Xiaoyu, if you want to get your memory back quickly, drink a cup of pink tea too."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"But don't sell it lightly."

Huaiyu looked at his expression and guessed that this dream was not as happy as that of Uncle Zaozi and the others, so she nodded and stopped talking.

However, his past memories had nothing to do with Xiaoyu, and Zhou Qian didn't want to see her being so cautious, so he smiled at her and said, "Go and do your thing."

"By the way, I've been working for too long, so cook more breakfast for me."

"Oh, oh, oh!" In Huaiyu's eyes, as long as she could eat and drink, it wouldn't be a big problem. She felt relieved instantly and hurried back to prepare breakfast.

After breakfast, she had other work to arrange for Zhou Qian——

"Brother Zhou Qian, you don't have to go to the market with me in the morning. I have made an appointment with Uncle Zaozi, and the delivery uncle will come every day after receiving the goods. Because we are not sure when the goods will be available, you have to go there at nine o'clock every morning to take a look."

"Also, if you happen to run into him, could you rent his tricycle and go to the nearby Jinyuan Community to buy me a few jars? I want to pickle more eggplants and other dried vegetables, and the two small jars at home are not enough."

Huaiyu sorted out the things one by one, and then he remembered that there was another important thing -

"Oh, right! Can you help me get the trap out of the pond later?"

"I don't know if the big black fish that escaped got in, and whether the trap can trap it."

"The big black fish will eat the small fish. If we don't catch them, the pond will only be used to grow lotus roots. Oh no, the lotus roots will be eaten up by the black fish too."

Wouldn't that make it an abandoned pond? What a pity! The barnyard grass next to it is still purifying the impurities in the water. If it weren't for the polluted rain a few days ago, the pond should be very clear now.

Zhou Qian nodded: "Okay, I will be more careful."

Update 2, good night.