After being forced into an infinite loop, I saved White Moonlight

Chapter 74 Predicting Dreams

Tang Xun came back to his senses, put down the hand that was holding his head, and said to his angry mother, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what to do with my future art career."

Aunt Tang was too lazy to talk nonsense with her son. She rolled her eyes at Tang Xun, snorted and said, "Girl Mengmeng is a good girl, but you don't have to chase her to the art school she reported to. She got closer, but as a result, her academic performance plummeted, and she was still not good at painting. The past three years have passed after a while, and you don't worry about whether you can successfully enter the university in the future. You really don't think about yourself at all. When you fail the exam, go directly to the entrance of the commercial street and set up a bowl to beg for food."

Tang Xun: "..."

Listen, is this what a mother can say to her son?
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Lin Mengmeng returned home and turned on the light. The clock hanging in the living room was ticking. She just stood at the door and looked in. She didn't know why, but after such a comparison, her house suddenly seemed deserted.

Compared with the scene seen at Tang Xun's house just now, his house is more lively.

At that moment, she suddenly missed her parents.

The nose also became sore, recalling all the unlucky scenes in the past two days, Lin Mengmeng's tears also faltered.

She sniffed, and then walked towards her room in small steps.

The first thing she did when she returned to the room was to finish today's homework. After doing the calculations like this, she would have to stay up late again today. Who would have thought that she would see the well-packed mobile phone just as she opened her schoolbag. She thought of what Tang Xun had just said to her.

A little farther away from Chubei...?

She was really curious about what Chu Bei did to her in Tang Xun's dream.

But no matter how she asked, Tang Xun just kept silent, as if it was a secret.

Thinking of this, Lin Mengmeng had already unpacked the well-packed mobile phone, installed a calling card, and turned it on.

She didn’t have a computer at home. At that time, her parents said that her studies were the most important thing now, and she was afraid that she would become addicted to computer games in such a critical three years of high school. I couldn't extricate myself from playing games, and dropped out of school in the end.

Although she had said at the time that she had strong self-control, her parents just didn't believe it, and the matter of buying a computer in the end was nothing to worry about.

However, after Tang Xun said those words to her just now, she indirectly thought of Tang Xun doing this prophetic dream, so she couldn't help being very curious, and wanted to investigate online immediately.

The phone turned on slowly, and the screen slowly flashed, and Lin Mengmeng became nervous after watching it.

After connecting to the Internet, she opened the browser and searched for topics about predictive dreams.

I don’t know if I don’t search, Lin Mengmeng jumped when I searched.

Not only are there many people who have had this experience, but there are scientific explanations from experts.

As she watched like this, the surrounding air seemed to quiet down.

After looking at it, I opened the post bar and searched for content about this aspect. After looking at it this way, I really saw someone commenting that I often have similar dreams, and even what I plan to do after a while, or I have fully explained what I will look like in the future, and there are still a bunch of people commenting on the views similar to dreams, especially when I see someone commenting that "every time I have a prophetic dream, when this thing actually happens, I feel that life is like a script that has been written, and I am just following the development of the story." When she said this, her heart thumped suddenly, and she felt a chill down her back, and even the hand holding the phone trembled a little stand up.

She suddenly remembered the idea that suddenly came to her when she was standing at the station last night. She felt that she had stood in front of the station waiting for the bus many times, but she later denied such an idea.

But this time she felt strange again, she kept going back and thinking about the outrageous events that happened in the past few days, so she thought forward, except for the nightmare she had that night, she couldn't remember anything before .

What happened during the day when I had a nightmare?

To her, this suddenly felt so far away.

But...hasn't it only been 2 days?

Why can't I remember it myself?

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a terrible idea.

That is... the fact that I dreamed of my own death was actually a prophetic dream?

She was so frightened by this thought that she broke into a cold sweat, and her head immediately went blank.

At this time, Tang Xun's phone call suddenly came, and Lin Mengmeng screamed in fright, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Only this time she managed to come back to her senses.

The music of the phone ringing was still ringing, and Lin Mengmeng, who was ringing loudly, was distracted, and the surroundings were not quiet, but at this moment she could hear the sound of her heart beating against her chest, as if someone was holding a hammer. Like knocking, very hard.

She picked up the phone and saw that it was Tang Xun calling. After thinking for a few seconds, she decided to answer the phone. Who knew she hadn't pressed the phone yet, and the call automatically hung up after timeout.

Her room fell silent again.

But without giving her a chance to breathe, Tang Xun called again.

This time she pressed the answer button without thinking.

Tang Xun's voice came out of the phone, and he seemed to be relieved suddenly and said, "I thought you wouldn't know how to use this phone, I was going to try to make a call, who knows, but it's fine if you use it , How do you feel about your phone?"

Lin Mengmeng's mind was in a mess. Hearing Tang Xun's words, he hummed and said nothing else.

Tang Xun probably sensed the uneasiness in Lin Mengmeng's tone, and his words became serious.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Lin Mengmeng was hesitant, so Tangxun asked: "I guess the first thing you did when you disassembled this phone was to search the Internet for the fact that I've been having precognitive dreams."

When he said this, Lin Mengmeng directly frowned and asked, "Is this what you dreamed last night, too?"

Tang Xun suddenly chuckled and said, "I guessed it."

Lin Mengmeng didn't speak, but frowned.

Tang Xun then asked: "Then what did you find out? Are there many people who have had my experience?"

Lin Mengmeng hummed, and then asked strangely: "So, what's the matter with you calling?"

Tang Xun's tone was very relaxed. He said, "I just want to call you suddenly, can't I?"

Lin Mengmeng was speechless, and the tense atmosphere just now dissipated a lot indirectly.

She didn't want to talk nonsense with Tang Xun, just when she was about to hang up the phone, Tang Xun's tone suddenly became serious again.

He called Mengmeng.

Lin Mengmeng became nervous after being called out by him.

"What, what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)