I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

[African old man high jumps—Black old man jumps! ]

[The sudden appearance is a bit too scary. 】

[No way, is the fourth season going to be a thriller? ]

[No matter what the wind is, just hope it doesn't collapse! ]

【It's good, I love it, and I want to watch it again. 】

The doorman was also a shadow in the dream, and he disappeared after paying his respects.

Looking at the last door in front of him, Huang Quan knew he had found the exit.

“Leave here, wake up like any other day, forget this chance encounter, and go back to where you came from.

But before we say goodbye, I have a request.

This may sound strange or even disrespectful to you, but I want to know...

Have we met somewhere before?"

As Huang Quan spoke, the corresponding subtitles turned red.

This form of expression gives the audience a feeling of being confused and unexplainable.

Everyone knows that Huangquan must not be simple.

"I do not know."

Huang Quan: "You remind me of an old friend. In my hazy memory, he and I faced each other with swords... Just like this bizarre dream, so close yet so untouchable."

Then Huang Quan continued to express her doubts.

"For example, when you woke up in the guest room, you uttered several names. Were they your partners? Family? Enemies? You seemed to have established unbreakable connections with many people and things...

Are you afraid of losing that connection?"

"What if there is a huge dream that is realistic enough, so realistic that it is indistinguishable from reality. There is no separation of life and death, and everyone can gain the happiness and contentment they deserve and live happily forever.

Excuse me, would you be willing to live in it?"

"Everyone, everyone in their memories, those smiles and tears, the fulfilled and unfulfilled promises... will all eventually move towards the predetermined ending. If you knew the destination of this journey at the beginning...

Will you take this journey again?"

"Listen, touch, think, and you will get feelings - cherish them, and with feelings, we make choices. So back to the original question...

Excuse me... do you still remember me?"

Qiong gave answers to every question, except the last one.

Qiong thought for a long time.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere..."

Huang Quan chuckled, "I understand, how interesting. At that moment just now, it seemed as if there were millions of you who were similar but different, giving completely different answers.

This is indeed the last question, thank you. We all have our own paths to go, so let’s say goodbye now.”

"Will we ever meet again?"

Huang Quan did not answer the question directly. She raised the imperial sword in her hand.

"The golden dream is beginning to falter. In the long night ahead, you will probably encounter many setbacks, witness many tragedies, and finally...all you can see is black and white.

But please believe that in that black and white world there will be a little red that is fleeting, but when you make a choice, it will appear again. "

"And you, must chew on its meaning carefully, and then return to the sober world." She slowly came behind Qiong, a tear of blood flowing from her eyes.

Then,

Qiong's abdomen received an inexplicable attack.

The blood in my body burst into colorful colors like brilliant fireworks.

“We’ll all find out there.”

The sky's eyes were dull, and it fell backwards.

next moment,

He woke up from the sofa on the train. He greedily breathed in the air, but tears inexplicably flowed from the corners of his eyes.

His hand plucked away a tear, and it turned out that he was really crying.

"Hahahahaha..."

Pam hurried to Qiong's front and said, "Passenger, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying suddenly?"

Qiong hadn't recovered yet and leaned back on the sofa.

"I was stabbed in my dream..."

Pam's eyes widened. "It sounds like a nightmare, Pam! You just arrived at the Asdena system and you've encountered something like this... You have to be careful. It seems that you have a weak resistance to memory."

Later, Pam explained that while Qiong was sleeping, the train had safely arrived at Pinocchio, and March 7 was waiting for Qiong to set off together.

Qiong slowly recovered from his trance. He took the hot water handed to him by Pam, took a sip and felt much better.

It turns out that drinking more hot water is not just a meme.

Qiong patted her cheeks and left the sofa to meet March 7th.

[Fuck, I really feel like this atmosphere is not right. ]

[Huang Quan looks so strong! ]

[In the setting of Inception, when a person dies, they wake up from a dream. It’s not bad. Maybe the expression method is a little ahead of its time.]

[The amount of information is really a bit overwhelming. This is only the first episode. I have never seen so many lines in previous plots.]

[Yimi’s habit is that there won’t be too much nonsense. It seems that the fourth season is really going to be a big one. 】

-

After Qiong met up with San Yue Qi, they went to the Daydream Hotel together.

After going through the cumbersome procedures,

March 7 shook his head and couldn't help complaining,

"Well... I'm finally here! The family's entry procedures are too complicated. There are more than a dozen inspections along the way, and the suitcases have been searched four or five times...

I'm worried that they might have to take out the star core from your body to have a look."

Qiong glanced at his chest and said, "Fortunately not."

"In a sense, the family is really very tolerant..."

San Yueqi glanced around and couldn't help but sigh, "But the hard work was not in vain - this hotel lobby is so spectacular! Are those densely packed guest rooms? How many people must be staying here?

I don't know which room we are in. Let's go. Uncle Yang and the others must be queuing at the front desk. Let's go and meet them!"

San Yue Qi went to the front desk ahead of Qiong, and the blue-haired doorman in his dream appeared in front of him again.

"Welcome to Daydream Hotel, I wish you an unforgettable vacation experience! If you need to check in, please go straight to the front desk of the hotel."

Qiong squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, "It's the child in my dream..."

"I'm Misha, a waiter at Pinocchio. I'm happy to serve you. If you need any help with your luggage."

After saying that, Misha bowed deeply to Qiong.

[Now that I look at her closely, Misha is actually quite cute. ]

[He must be a boy if he looks this cute. 】

[Misha feels a little uncomfortable, so she just says where it is. ]

【I feel a bit like that, too.】

-

After Qiong chatted with Misha for a while, Sanyueqi shouted from the front, "Come here quickly, something seems wrong..."

Misha was also very tactful. "If you need to move your luggage to the guest room, you can always come to me. Go ahead, don't keep your friends waiting for too long."

Qiong smiled back.

"Thank you, see you next time."