I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 180 Awakening from Daydream ()

Changes did not appear around Yan Yan. On the contrary, the door behind them was opened, and two lights that seemed to have entities slowly walked in. It was a figure made of golden light. The light was bright and soft. The two figures were holding hands and shoulder to shoulder. One had long hair and the other had a strong figure. They were obviously a couple.

Yanyan's lips trembled and opened and closed, her voice was drowned by tears, but He Si read her words - daddy, mommy...

It turned out that this was Yan Yan's mother. He Si looked at the gentle figure and followed the path of her eyes to Yan Yan's face. Her tears were also golden. In this environment, there was something sacred. mean.

It was her mother's disease, but it kept chasing her, killing her mother, becoming her nightmare, taking away her future, and ruining her life.

You must have hated it before. If you brought me to this world just to make me live in such fear, why did you give birth to me? But because of such hatred, I must have hated myself even more. Why can't I live in the present? Why are I so selfish? Why should I attribute the accident to my parents who love me deeply?
What kind of emotion should it be? It is entangled with love, hate, regret, and pain, but it is never understood. In the end, you can only accept it powerlessly, accept that you are covered by the past, and the future will never come to meet the already devastated Kong himself.

He Si was still immersed in her own thoughts, but the pair of lights and shadows had already walked in front of Yan Yan. She saw Yan Yan tentatively reaching out her hand and tremblingly heading towards the light that was obviously her mother's role. But the raised hand stopped in mid-air, because the light did not stop and was still approaching Yanyan. Yanyan did not dare to move, so he stopped in place, watching helplessly as his hand penetrated the light without any hindrance. middle.

It should be a reassuring touch, He Si thought, everything flowed slowly like a mime, and He Si smiled happily when she saw Yan Yan. Then Yanyan closed her eyes and waited quietly for the light to wrap and engulf her. She returned to her mother's body again, warm and peaceful.

This is the world she created. In this world, the past will not bother her and the future is under her control. Of course, in order to make the world last forever, she had to temporarily return to the place that was pulled by the past and the future, but she no longer had the slightest fear in her heart - she was in her mother's arms, and she would walk into the world, but she still Will be back.

He Si watched the petite figure who had controlled them all day and night disappear into the light little by little, and the outline of his body gradually became transparent, turning into a faint shadow. Like water disappearing into water, Yanyan became a ball of light and disappeared into the light. Just when He Si thought that everything was over, the disappeared shadow suddenly burst out with a more intense light. Different from the softness just now, this ball of light The light is fuller, more intense, more aggressive and vital.

The light became more and more powerful, and the dazzling white leveled everything. The pen left at the feet disappeared, the gray wall disappeared, the spacious road outside the wall disappeared, the high-rise buildings beside the road disappeared, the air disappeared, and the earth beneath their feet disappeared. Already...

"Qin Jian!"

The small and huge world was annihilated in a long period of silence and a momentary explosion, and this explosion was still silent. In this silence, only Yanyan's voice echoed - dad, mom...

A reassuring voice sounded beside her, and He Si's pounding heart calmed down. A light spot gradually appeared in her vision that had become dark due to lack of oxygen. As the light spot expanded, the picture expanded, and the light blue quilt, Surrounded by white walls and the familiar smell of disinfectant, He Si finally found herself sitting on the hospital bed—more precisely, she had just jumped up from the hospital bed. She turned her head and looked around again, confirming that Qin Jian was lying on the bed next to her, and finally regained her breath.

"I am here."

He Si felt that her feet were in the air, her heart was still hanging in the air, but she had fallen straight from the top of the Nine Heavens. She hurriedly tried to find some support in the air, but it was a dazzling white, and the surroundings were empty. The launched threads were floating helplessly in the wind, and she could only watch as she fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" He Si asked with some worry when she saw Qin Jian still half-squinting his eyes.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't dreamed about falling from such a high place for a long time, and I'm a little dazed." Qin Jian smiled to himself and slowly sat up while holding on to the edge of the bed.

"That's not true," Fan Yu stood up like a carp and spoke without hesitation, "If you dream of falling from a height, it's because the child is growing. Uncle Qin, you are already this age, so you are indeed a little far away from this dream." Isn’t it said that children who wet the bed often have such dreams?”

"Headache," Fan Yu rubbed his head and said, "Uncle Qin, you are bound to retaliate."

"Yai Zhen? Could it be that I am Xiao Shitou's brother?" Qin Jian leaned on the back of the bed seriously and talked nonsense, "Compared to us, Fan Chu is more energetic."

"In any case, Uncle Qin, you and He Si both entered the illusion normally. Only I used external force to force the connection. It was too harmful to the body." Fan Yu said and carefully put the sixteen-section dragon and phoenix jade pendant on the bed. He turned his head and said, "I was still inside beating that little girl back and forth, and now my whole body is sore..."

"Are you sore all over after those few times?" He Si raised her head disdainfully.

"Otherwise, speaking of why you and Uncle Qin stayed in there for so long, it's not hard to break the illusion I had when I looked at this little girl. It would have to make me take action, hey." Fan Yu said while pretending Beating the back like this.

"You entered that little girl's fantasy world, but before that we entered her book."

"Why is it both a book and an illusion?"

Knowing that Fan Yu would not understand for a while, He Si had no choice but to tell him everything about the hallucination that he mistakenly encountered in the bookstore, the battles in Hesuo and Luyuan, and the final incident of Soaring Dragon in the Mist. Fan Yu's eyes trembled when he spoke directly The stars stopped.

"You guys have had such a fulfilling day. You upgraded the silk, Xiaojiu awakened the wind blade, and Uncle Qin won't talk about it. Anyway, he always hides it, and it's not surprising that he uses any tricks, but you are carrying it on his back. I've even ridden a dragon!" said Fan Yu, rubbing his hands with envy in his eyes, "But Uncle Qin was able to figure out the way to turn into a dragon in the end. He actually turned around and stopped walking when he couldn't find the way. Alas, nothing is difficult in this world, as long as you are willing to give up.”

"After listening to it for so long, you have this conclusion?"

"Then what else can I do? It's just listening after all, and I have no personal experience. Why don't you tell me what it feels like to be in the book? Does it feel like playing a side-scrolling game?"

"I've never played a game with such a sense of time."

"He Si, why did you learn so badly from Uncle Qin?"

"Okay," He Si stopped when she felt good, smiled and said seriously, "It's like a shadow puppet show, except that the characters in the shadow puppet show are made with knives, while the words are expressed with pens."

"Pen?" Qin Jian, who had been listening to the two people's banter, also spoke, "Her pen is not a knife."

He Si's eyebrows skipped a beat. Before she could carefully reflect on Qin Jian's words, Fan Yu's cell phone rang suddenly.