CHAPTER 340: 0215 DREAMS ARE JUST LIKE THIS (2-IN-1)_2

Entered dreamlike fragrance.

He slept much more than he imagined he could.

——

In the vast sea, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed, terrifying indeed, but at the heart of such an environment stood an island, best described as picturesque and idyllic.

Unfortunately, the endless spatial rifts colliding and exploding every second made the place look like a purgatory.

However, as soon as a light figure appeared, the arrogant and terrifying heavenly thunder seemed to meet a little girl afraid of wrongdoers, retreating in haste, not forgetting to mend the sky full of rifts as they left.

Yun Qian slowly opened her eyes, her lips still curved in a smile not yet faded.

She was very happy.

Really very happy.

Yun Qian couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips.

Dream.

She really is a very smart person.

In reality, due to many things, Xu Chang’an couldn’t touch her, but in a dream, it was different, right?

A gust of wind stirred the girl’s long skirt, she stretched lazily with a delightful small sound coming from her mouth.

At this time, Yun Qian had tied a white ribbon, much shorter than usual, on her head, resembling a pair of... cat ears.

Yun Qian walked into the island’s building complex, after traversing a small path of red stones, she pressed with her feet, lightly jumping over the threshold.

Before her were two cypress trees, in the middle of the yard ran a creek drawn down from a small hill, discreetly the sound of water gurgling could be heard, very pleasant, a stone table and several stone stools were embedded in the shallow stream.

The sunlight was warm.

Yun Qian watched the water for a while, then turned and entered Xu Chang’an’s room, when she came out, she was holding a plate of preserves and a thick book.

"Here will do."

Yun Qian kicked off her embroidered shoes, holding the fruit platter and book, she stopped by the water’s edge.

When she and Xu Chang’an were not on the island, it always rained, so this little stream had widened several times, submerging the base of an eastern stone stool, Yun Qian thought for a moment, walked over, took off her embroidered shoes, and stepped into the clear water.

Barefoot, she treaded on the water to the center of the stream, sitting down on a stone stool.

With her feet in the water, she felt the warm clear water flow through her toes, eating snacks and occasionally turning a page of the book.

Yun Qian reached out and took a plum from the plate of preserves on the table, placing it in her mouth, the light sweet aroma lifting her mood.

She wasn’t casually skimming through it, she was earnestly reading.

Husband always said that words are a ladder to the heavens.

At this moment, Miss Yun was using this ladder to cheer up her husband.

The snacks were delicious because Xu Chang’an made them.

The book was enjoyable because he copied it.

Just then, as the thunderstorm followed with the disappearance of the celestial tribulation, black clouds had dispersed, a glare of golden sunlight fell from the sky, colorful droplets of water on the verdant grasses.

The sun was warm.

So the water was warm.

The water flowed by her feet, Yun Qian sat down intently reading a novel.

This was a dream yet wasn’t, reality and fantasy depending on her mood.

The most beautiful scene in this world awaited someone who could appreciate her to appear.

"..."

It was supposed to be like this.

"...?"

Even though Yun Qian had no concept of time, seeing herself having read through several books in succession yet still not having seen Xu Chang’an, she... her eyes began to show a faint depth.

Yun Qian stood up, slightly stretching, straightening her back, massaging the acupoints behind her.

Why... hasn’t he come yet?

Did he not realize this is a dream?

That can’t be.

With Xu Chang’an’s delicate mind, once brought out from the dream to connect with her, he would undoubtedly react quickly.

So that means...

He realized it was a dream, yet still didn’t want to come here to find her?

Yun Qian squinted, glancing into the distance... then exhaled a steady breath, removed the ribbon that resembled cat ears, tidied her hair, and sat back down.

However, this time the girl no longer dipped her feet in the water, but rather firmly stomped, splashing water onto her skirt’s edges.

She no longer read earnestly either.

——

Xu Chang’an indeed realized he was dreaming.

After all, when he opened his eyes, that feeling as if his body was drained, his spirit blurred, and the scene before his eyes slightly distorted... all told him this fact.

But he was filled with doubts.

Looking at this pure white room before him, Xu Chang’an’s mind was somewhat muddled.

Due to his cultivation practice, he hadn’t dreamed in a long time, possibly from the perspective of cultivation, dreaming is an odd state arising from an unstable spirit platform and fluctuating sea of consciousness.

Xu Chang’an originally thought so.

But his spirit platform should be fine, how could it be unstable enough to cause a dream? In the past, when he dreamed, it could be described as a side effect of a breakthrough in cultivation, now everything’s fine, what kind of dream is this.

"Emotional fluctuations..."

Xu Chang’an suddenly sighed, resting a hand on his forehead.

On the topic of emotional fluctuations, he had indeed been so teased by Yun Qian today that he was nearly out of control, just merely restraining himself was driving him mad.

Could it be...

Has Yun Qian teased him to the point of instability in mind and spirit and fluctuation in the spirit platform?

Xu Chang’an’s doubt lasted only a moment before turning into certainty.

Understandable.

After all, it was Miss Yun.

Anything happening was reasonable.

Attempting once again to disrupt this world, upon discovering the world was fictional and could dissipate at any moment, Xu Chang’an halted his actions.

It’s rare to have a dream, no need to rush to wake.

Should he go see Miss Yun.

The Miss Yun in the dream.

Xu Chang’an remained silent for a while, then walked towards the only door in the pure white room, hand resting on the door handle but then stopped.

What you think by day, you dream by night.

By rights, when he opens this door... he should see the girl he most wished to see.

"...Would it be like that."

Xu Chang’an applied force with his hand, pushing open the door, looking at the continuous stream of people before him, falling into silence.

"Indeed, it is... my dream." Xu Chang’an murmured.

Raising his head, he saw skyscrapers, nearly needing to tilt his head ninety degrees to see the top, a constant stream of people, crowded streets, seemingly chaotic, yet everywhere filled with warmth.

This was the place where he used to live.

Because he had been thinking about traversing during the day, that’s why he "returned" in his dream to have a look.

Apparently, a dark cloud and lightning arose in the sky suddenly, Xu Chang’an didn’t care, just used a nearby reflective glass wall to look at his own appearance.

Youth.

Compared to this person named "Xu Chang’an"... he appeared much thinner, also not as good-looking.

Xu Chang’an chuckled wryly, trying to touch his face.

"Looking in the mirror... yet seeing a somewhat unfamiliar person, this experience... can hardly be called good."

"What was my name at this time." Xu Chang’an pondered for a while, shaking his head.

"Chang’an... Chang’an..."

He only needed to know that his current name was Xu Chang’an and that was enough.

Xu Chang’an walked over to a nearby park bench, sat down quietly watching this world.

Almost invisible sky, the smell of car exhaust, the scent of perfume on passersby brushing by, all sorts of aromas mixed together.

Though there were many unpleasant aspects.

But it was stable.

Living here, there was no worry about cultivators showing up one day, destroying streets or wiping out towns, this was his greatest longing for long-lasting peace and stability.

Slowly Plan Chang’an.

"It’s supposed to be like this...right."

Xu Chang’an sighed.

He once thought that he was always thinking about his past life, with a heart very much wanting to return.

Yet when he truly walked into this world, what he felt wasn’t peace of mind, but a strong sense of rejection and bewilderment.

As if he had never come to this world, the towering skyscrapers were extremely unfamiliar to him.

He couldn’t find his direction, nor a home.

Did he really want to come back here?

After contemplating silently, Xu Chang’an stood up from the bench, went to a nearby convenience store to buy a bag of loose candy, then crossed the street.

"Let’s go home." he thought.

Even in a dream, it’s not good to keep the lady waiting too long.