Dream Guide

Yao Jingjing was shocked when she received the call from her mother.

"Jingjing, please come back quickly, your home has been stolen!" Yao's mother was heartbroken on the phone.

"Mom, please slow down, what was stolen? Did you call the police? Are you and dad okay?" Yao Jingjing asked anxiously.

She could tell from her mother's voice that it wasn't something as trivial as a thief. She was very worried about the health of her two elders. Although her mother had basically recovered from her illness, the doctor said she still couldn't take it lightly. In addition, her father had been through thick and thin in order to take care of her mother. He didn't say it, but he was very worried and scared in his heart. He has aged a lot in recent years.

"Your great-grandma's photo was stolen, and even...even her grave was dug!" Yao's mother's voice was filled with tears.

"What?" Yao Jingjing was shocked, "Mom, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

She hurriedly packed her luggage and prepared to return to Cuanzhou. Fortunately, the situation in Wuzhong is no longer as tense as before. The security measures in Mei's laboratory are becoming more and more complete and highly intelligent, so that not even a mosquito can fly in. Professor Mei rarely goes out. When he does go out, Hou Biao arranges it well.

The de-escalation of the situation is not limited to Wuzhong, but also throughout the world. People have long since come out of the panic of alien invasion. Those who should go to work continue to go to work, and those who should keep cats continue to raise cats. Moreover, due to the impact of the cat killing order a few years ago, the number of cats is very small, but they have become very precious. Only rich people can afford pets.

The stray cats that Aoki arranged for Yao Jingjing to keep in captivity have now found new owners and are living a very happy life. Fate seems to have played a joke on this population, using the death of more than half of the population in exchange for a better quality of survival for the remaining small half of the population.

Liuying Lane was ready for demolition and most of the people had moved out, but Lifespan Flower was still there, so Yao Jingjing still dutifully arranged for people to guard the lane entrance. She just heard yesterday that her subordinates reported that a guy in a trench coat had gone in and was standing under the willow tree, not knowing what he meant.

As soon as she heard about wearing a trench coat, she was so excited that she grabbed her car keys and rushed out of the office. She calmed down only when she sat in the car. After much hesitation, she decided not to disturb him. She knew that the lonely woman staying in Liuying Lane was more qualified to talk to him about the pain of separation, so she should give them a little more time.

Later, her subordinate called again and said that the man in the trench coat was gone. She felt very strange. After carefully asking about the style of the trench coat, she was sure that he was not the person she was thinking of. How could that lazy guy change his clothes? Even if he changed his clothes because of a special incident, he would never wear a cloak on his head. With a cloak on, where would the coal boss be?

Yao Jingjing and Hou Biao handed over the work and explained the reason for returning home.

"Grave robbery?" Hou Biao was very puzzled, "Your great-grandmother is not a prince or princess, how could someone steal a grave?"

Yao Jingjing said: "I also felt something strange, so I had to go back and take a look. My mother said that the house was robbed, and only a photo of my great-grandma was lost, and nothing else was lost. I have seen a photo of my great-grandma, and she had There must be a story, and I have a vague feeling that it is related to the situation we are facing now.”

"Do you want me to go with you?" Hou Biao asked with concern.

"No need, the company is such a big stall, you can't leave. Besides, Professor and Sister Hua still have to take care of it. Before Qingmu comes back, one of us must stay in Wuzhong."

Speaking of Qingmu, Hou Biao sighed, looking tired.

Yao Jingjing reached out and grabbed his thick arm, pressed it hard, and said, "Whether he comes back or not, there are some things we must do. Without him, we would not be where we are today."

Hou Biao hummed and nodded vigorously. The eyes of the two intertwined firmly and powerfully, and there was some magical flash at the intersection of their eyes, which made people full of power.

Before Aoki left, he gave them the important task of protecting Professor Mei and Life Flower. By then, they already knew some little-known things. In the process of protecting Mei Yiqiu in the past few years, they have learned more and more. Although their eyes are still foggy and they can never see the truth clearly, they understand more and more what Aoki said to them in the past, and they understand more and more. Becoming more and more aware of the responsibilities I bear. As their mental strength improves, they feel the burden on their shoulders getting heavier and heavier.

"You must tell me if you have anything." Hou Biao made a phone call gesture with his thumb and little finger next to his ear.

"Well!" Yao Jingjing nodded, released her hand holding Hou Biao's arm, got in the car, rolled down the window again, stretched out her head, and smiled playfully at Hou Biao, "Hey, can you do it while I'm not around? Don’t be lazy, your mental power was much stronger than mine at first, but now I’m almost catching up with you!”

The car drove away slowly, its tires leaving two faint gray tracks on the road.

Hou Biao gently rubbed the area on his arm where she had grabbed him. It seemed as if something stuck to his skin, seeped into his pores, followed his blood veins, and slowly entered his heart, igniting a fire in his heart. A ball of flame.

This flame started more than two years ago. At that time, it was just a flame that could not be seen without looking carefully. He wanted to put it out, but he also felt that the flame was quite cute. The key was the warmth, which opened a small hole in his once-frozen heart.

Later, the fire grew stronger and stronger, until it became the raging flame that it is today, burning the entire heart.

If Jiang Deguan saved his life and Qingmu saved his spirit, then this fire opened his long-frozen heart.

Those who saved his life, he returned life; those who saved his spirit, he returned his spirit; and those who melted his heart, he didn't know how to treat her.

This fire is still spreading, and one day, sooner or later, it will burn through his chest and surround his body. He had no way of knowing whether he would be reborn in the flames and become a brand new self, or whether he would turn into dust and never recover.

The car disappeared at the end of the road. Hou Biao returned to the training room, changed into training clothes, and began to practice boxing in front of the sandbag.

After so many years, his efforts have not been wasted at all. Although his physical fitness is not as good as when he was young as he gets older, his mental strength makes up for his physical deficiencies. He became more accurate and more lethal than before. If he were to return to the underground boxing ring back then, he believed that no one there would be his opponent. With his mental advantage, even without using hypnosis, he can predict every move of his opponent through mental perception. He can clearly see which punch is a feint and which kick is a real kick.

Sweat fell from his body like raindrops and fell to the floor. He didn't stop until he was too tired to move, panting heavily, and slowly untied the cloth strips wrapped around his hands.

Instead of changing his clothes, he sat down on the ground. Opposite him is a large mirror, which is very common in gyms and dance studios. The purpose is to allow trainers to see whether their movements are standard.

The mirror reflects everything in the room, the walls, the floor, the equipment, the sandbags hanging there that are still shaking slightly...

Only Hou Biao was not there.

Hou Biao slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Come out."

The lighting in the training room is uniform in all directions so as not to interfere with people's training. There is almost no shadow of a person under the uniform light. However, at this moment, a clear shadow appeared in front of Hou Biao.

The shadow became thicker and thicker, starting from his feet, slowly lengthening, getting into the mirror, and then slowly stood up, and in front of Hou Biao, he turned into another Hou Biao exactly like him, just like him It's like looking in the mirror. However, if there is anyone next to you at this moment, you will definitely be surprised by what you see in front of you——

Hou Biao is sitting in front of the mirror, but he is standing in the mirror. Their feet are always connected through the shadow of the two legs.

"Why did you wake me up? I found no new progress in your memory!" Hou Biao asked in the mirror.