I will definitely repay you after Chapter 22.
Yin Xiaoyin has gotten used to dreaming after falling asleep.
Then……
She found herself facing a question.
I need an answer online: How should I behave when I encounter a beautiful woman emerging from her bath in a way that shows respect?
What should I do if my dreams are a bit beyond my comprehension?
The crucial point is that this "dream person" is unaware of his own existence, and is quite unscrupulous.
Yin Xiaoyin felt that she was a polite and exemplary robot, and that she should avoid her.
So she wandered around and when she got to the living room, her eyes lit up. She found the fountain pen in the pen holder on the desk. Wasn't it the one she had left behind?
Yin Xiaoyin walked over with great interest. Hey, she could reach the pen.
However, she couldn't reach other things when she tried to touch them.
Last time, in order to protect Xu Qingyan's innocence, she created simulated blood, and that system, good heavens, gave her another warning!
It's clearly her dream, so why can't she do whatever she wants with it!
She wouldn't actually build a photon cannon in her dream; she was just thinking about it!
Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of this? Is it really necessary to take a simulated blood sample so seriously?
She casually picked up the exquisite fountain pen and twirled it.
As a scientist who is valued by all parties, Xu Qingyan has a very keen sense of things. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, his eyes fell on the pen spinning in the air next to the table.
He watched as the pen seemed to spin out of thin air…
In reality, it was a young girl, sitting lazily on a chair to the side, her nimble, fair fingers idly playing with a pen.
He lowered his eyes slightly, concealing his somewhat casually worn bathrobe: "The guests have arrived, please excuse my rudeness."
Yin Xiaoyin happily stood up from the chair. Was he talking to her? She turned around and wondered how she could communicate with him.
What Xu Qingyan saw was the pen spinning around once.
He tentatively began, "Please wait a moment. I'm dressed rather inappropriately. I'll go change my clothes. Can you hear me?"
Yin Xiaoyin nodded hurriedly, then remembered that Xu Qingyan was blind, so she quickly made a nodding gesture with her pen.
Xu Qingyan couldn't help but chuckle, then turned and went into the bedroom to change her clothes.
When he came out again...
Yin Xiaoyin saw that Xu Qingyan's previously wet hair had been neatly combed back, and his casual bathrobe had been replaced with a formal suit.
He looks like he takes it very seriously.
Xu Qingyan didn't know where Yin Xiaoyin was either, so she adjusted her position to face the pen, as if it were a signpost.
"Thank you for your help last time, but is it inconvenient for you to come out and see me?"
Yin Xiaoyin thought for a moment, then shook her head with her pen. She wasn't in any particular inconvenience; it was just that Xu Qingyan couldn't see her.
Xu Qingyan hadn't considered anything supernatural or ghostly.
In his mind, there was just someone more powerful manipulating things behind the scenes, and the pen that appeared out of nowhere was more like a vessel.
Just like a television set, an airplane...
No one had ever imagined that a person could appear in a small box, as if their soul had been captured.
No one ever dared to imagine that humans would fly in the blue sky like birds, watching the white clouds drift by.
However, he was also very interested. He had studied this pen many times and found nothing unusual about it; it was just an ordinary pen...
Why did he appear out of thin air, and why can we even communicate with him?
In Xu Qingyan's mind, it really was an interesting unsolved mystery that she wanted to study.
Yin Xiaoyin took the pen and tried to write on the paper, but she couldn't leave a trace. The white paper remained white. Frustrated, she shook the pen, and the blue ink inside splashed all over her.
She was so angry that she jumped up and down. The pen clearly had ink, but it just wouldn't write anything.
Xu Qingyan, who had been paying attention to the pen's movements, naturally noticed it as well. Perhaps because he had just taken a shower, his voice carried a hint of languor: "Are you going to write something?"
Yin Xiaoyin nodded. She had been very happy just now, thinking that she had come up with a good idea to communicate with Xu Qingyan using a pen.
But to everyone's surprise, not a single word could be written!
She's so angry!
Xu Qingyan noticed this, thought for a moment, and slowly took out a pencil, drawing lightly. Gradually, the marks left by the pen appeared on the paper.
Yin Xiaoyin slapped her head in frustration. How could she forget that although the ink was not visible, the force was mutual, and it still left a mark on the paper.
Her eyes lit up instantly, and she pointed at the paper with her pen, gesturing for Xu Qingyan to look at its contents.
"Liang Dewen?"
What is your relationship with Mr. Liang Dewen?
Xu Qingyan blew away the pencil shavings on it.
Yin Xiaoyin thought for a moment and wrote down: "Relatives".
For some reason, Xu Qingyan subconsciously thought of the person that Mr. Liang Dewen had mentioned when they were on the verge of death.
This was also the only relative he knew about Mr. Liang Dewen.
So he composed himself and asked, "I remember Mr. Liang Dewen has a relative named Yin Xiaoyin. Do you know her?"
Xu Qingyan hadn't expected the person in front of him to be Yin Xiaoyin, since in his memory Yin Xiaoyin was probably just a very young girl.
Yin Xiaoyin became excited; she was Yin Xiaoyin.
However, thinking of the check-in system, he still wrote a few words: "Very close".
Xu Qingyan discovered that while the other person seemed to be able to hear him when he spoke, they always needed to use a pen to communicate with him.
Yin Xiaoyin was a little anxious. Afraid that she would wake up from the dream again, she touched Liang Dewen's name with her pen once more.
Xu Qingyan could roughly guess her thoughts; this "mysterious person" must be very concerned about Mr. Liang Dewen.
However, he was a little curious: if this person had such abilities, why didn't he go directly to Mr. Liang Dewen, but instead came to him?
I just can't guess it right now.
So he thought about it seriously and replied, "I cannot deceive you about Mr. Liang Dewen's information. You should have seen that I wrote down the notes at the time. However, I can do my best to inquire about it for you."
At the time, Xu Qingyan thought that tear was from a leaking roof.
But after those farces involving simulated blood, Xu Qingyan wouldn't be so foolish anymore. So, at that time, this "mysterious person" was already there.
Yin Xiaoyin held a pen and mimicked the motion of nodding frantically.
She can enter dreams, but it seems she can only appear beside Xu Qingyan and see fragmented scenes happening around him.
She was more concerned about her uncle.
But she couldn't get any news at all.
It would be great if Xu Qingyan were willing to help.
After her initial excitement subsided, she wrote again: "Thank you for your help. I will definitely repay you in the future."
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