Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 317 - Poison Star Ring Is Sometimes Scarier Than Corpse Explosion
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3824: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Assistance
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 7
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 609: Buddhist Teachings Is Everywhere
——Tan Jiao——
I opened my eyes abruptly to find myself lying on my sofa at home.
My brain froze.
I recall hearing the rain tapping away at the window and could even feel the chilliness of a rainy night. However, the familiarity I felt reminded me of where I am—the room, the sofa, and the cupboard.
After I sat up and drank some hot water I poured from my thermal flask, the sensations I felt gradually seemed real.
So I took a nap just now and dreamed about the trip from a few weeks ago? Yet, the dream felt extremely real, down to every little detail. Every word I said and all the sensations I felt were still fresh in my memory. Even the sensation of the fine-sand-textured curtains on the balcony lingered on my fingertips.
I looked up at the clock and saw that it was only ten something in the morning. Leaning on the railing of my balcony while basking in the sun, my heart calmed down as I thought to myself, This shouldn’t be. I never met up with that guy after having that heated argument on the first day of boarding that ship. Nor did I contact him after the trip.Like a floating cloud, he vanished without a leaving trace. So why would I have this dream that left a deep impression?
I went back to the living room, turned on my computer, and shared my doubts with my best friend, Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu, whose real name was Zhou Xiaoyu, was also a web novel author. Zhuang Yu was famous for her thriller science fiction stories on the internet. We both stayed in the city of Dali, but she was younger than me and was still in college. Our friendship was perfectly harmonious, and our thoughts were always synchronized. There was nothing we could not talk about when we were together.
I asked her, “Yu’er. Why did I dream about that ship and him?”
Zhuang Yu replied, “The identity is not important. The fact is you dreamt about a guy.”
Zhuang Yu continued, “You’re thirsting for some love, virgin Zhu.”
[TL note: Female lead’s pen name is Qi Zhu.]
I replied calmly, “Hehe… You’re speaking as though you’re not a virgin.”
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