After a while, Cheng Ye woke up a little. He opened the curtains, revealing the foggy world outside the window.

In this early morning, which seems to be bright but not bright, many people have lost their lives forever and are dying on their beds in a terrifying and strange manner.

Of course Cheng Ye didn't know. He stared out the window, a little irritated.

It was a rainy day again, and the sun didn't shine for five days in a row.

In the distance, there is a trace of light hidden in the deep blue sky, as if the sun will pop out of the horizon in the next second.

Because of the humidity, there was heavy dew on the glass. Cheng Ye casually swiped it, revealing a clear world.

The current time is 05:36 in the morning.

There is still some time before full dawn.

Cheng Ye quickly got up from the bed, sat at the table, and opened the notebook from last night. There was already a lot of stuff written on it.

Cheng Ye reorganized his thoughts and picked up the pen.

I have three dreams so far.

Name them a, b, c respectively.

Dream a is about first acquaintance, dream b is about falling in love, dream c is...

Cheng Ye recalled it and wrote "accident" on the paper.

For some reason, Mr. Chen in the dream seemed to have no brain.

Even though the people around him reminded him so many times, he never mentioned a word about redeeming himself.

This is not explained by forgetting it, but by deliberately avoiding it.

Why?

Cheng Ye thought deeply...

Usually when this happens, it's basically because the family doesn't agree.

I recall what Su Ruer said in my dream b.

"I am a stain and a joke. I have no chance to be a new person."

It seems that Su Ru'er's words have come true, there is a problem in Mr. Chen's family.

But he doesn't want to face reality.

There is nothing you can do, just avoid talking about it?

So stupid...

Cheng Ye couldn't help but complain.

As a dignified, seven-foot-tall man, he actually avoids trouble?

Anyway, I wouldn't do this to my wife.

Cheng Yeru was thinking this, but he didn't know that his wife had been a maid for thirteen days.

He worked so hard to serve the female ghost, and his eyes were as black as a panda's, and now he wanted to kill him with a knife...

Cheng Ye continued to think.

It seems that it was precisely because Mr. Chen made Su Ruer sad that she was so disheartened that she might as well just die?

Cheng Ye recalled that in his dream, when Su Ru'er was pressed under him, her dark eyes were like stagnant water. There was no light, but only deep disappointment and compromise.

It's like saying, whatever you want, it's fine, but who makes me a prostitute...

So the whole story is that a rich young master played with a book apartment on a whim. The book apartment could not redeem his body and was broken by the young master, making it worthless. A book apartment that cannot make money is worse than a first-rate prostitute...

Just commit suicide before you reach old age, once and for all.

Then, Mr. Chen came after hearing the news and collected the body for her.

Cheng Ye concluded on his notebook.

He felt that this was the plot of the dream.

The solution is to find Mr. Chen and let the female ghost vent her anger, or to end the origin so that the nightmare cannot spread.

……but.

Why updated the dream?

This is inconsistent with what was previously speculated.

Shouldn't it be that the female ghost has to find the key clue to give her to the next dream?

Cheng Ye started writing and drawing on the paper.

After a while.

Cheng Ye stared at the guide map he drew, with a faint smile floating on his lips.

Ah, so that’s what happened...

…

"Junjun, are you awake? It's time to get up for dinner." Mom was very busy at work, and she came over and knocked on Cheng Ye's door as soon as she made breakfast.

Dong dong dong dong dong…

Continuous sounds kept ringing.

Cheng Ye quickly agreed: "Get up and come out soon."

He stuffed the notebook on the bookshelf and hurried out to brush his teeth and wash his face to prepare for dinner.

Before I knew it, it was already nine o'clock.

It was completely bright outside the window, and although it was drizzling, the sun was beginning to shine.

Probably by the end of today, the sun will be shining.

Cheng Ye thought.

After a while, he finished washing and sat at the dining table.

The TV in the living room is on and playing local news.

The female host talked about interesting local events in recent days...

"Jun, drink soy milk, no sugar added, the original taste is good for your health." Mom eagerly handed over the soy milk.

Cheng Ye didn't dare to resist and quickly picked up the bottle to drink.

He was afraid that his mother would stuff something into his mouth again.

"Junjun, will you have class next week?" Dad asked casually.

Cheng Ye nodded, looking innocent, and threw the question back: "Dad, have you forgotten when I go to class?"

Dad smiled awkwardly.

He didn't want to know whether Cheng Ye was going to school or not...

After all, his mother took him and talked worriedly until midnight last night. They all felt that Cheng Yezi was hiding something.

But it’s hard to ask when the child is older...

No, we can only try it out...

Cheng Ye smiled and continued eating breakfast, as if he spent every day at home like this.

My mother urges me to get up and have breakfast together at the dining table. Then sometimes my father goes out and my mother goes out to play mahjong...

Cheng Ye didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

Compared to the beginning when he had doubts about who he was, now he has completely integrated into the family.

He really felt that he was Chen Jun, the son of this family and the brother of the Gang of Four in the school...

However, five days have passed since the game time.

...There is not much time left for him.

He still hasn't remembered that he is in a game.

Everything now is just a game.

…

Cheng Ye, will he die?

…

"...A piece of news is inserted below, emergency news..."

"Last night, many deceased people suddenly appeared in Dongshi..."

"...They had no medical history and died suddenly at home."

"..."
To be continued...