"Was what happened before a dream?
He switched on the bedside lamp and heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that he was still lying on the bed.
The dream just now was too real. It was mixed with danger and sweetness. He did not know if it was a good dream or a nightmare.
"However, the content of this dream is different from the last time. I remember it very clearly.”
Touching his left and right legs that were no longer in pain, even the bandages were gone, a faint smile appeared on Dali's face.
Ka--
The door opened and Hu Yifei walked in with food.
"I heard from them that Dali, your leg is injured? The bandage in the trash can this morning was yours, right?”
Hu Yifei walked in and placed the food on the bedside table.
"Yes, thank you, Teacher Hu."
Dali looked at Hu Yifei strangely and subconsciously replied. He stared at her back and saw that Qiao Ye had followed her in. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"Have a good rest. The food is hot. I'll go out first.”
Hu Yifei noticed Zhuge Dali's gaze and smiled.
"Take good care of your 'personal assistant'~"
Before leaving the room, Hu Yifei turned around and raised her eyebrows at Qiao Ye.
After Hu Yifei left, the room instantly became extremely quiet.
'Could it be that what happened before wasn't a dream? Had he really returned to an hour ago?'
Dali picked up his phone and looked at the time. He was even more certain.
"Do you want me to feed you?"
Qiao Ye asked.
He saw Zhuge Dali's absent-minded expression, but he did not think too much about it. After all, his injuries had suddenly healed again. It was normal for him to let his imagination run wild.
"No, let's go play games."
Zhuge Dali shook his head and threw his phone into his pajamas pocket. He pushed Qiao Ye out of the room and into his room.
In Qiao Ye's room,
As she turned on the computer and started the game, Zhuge Dali took out his phone and logged into Qiao Ye's B site account, starting to carry out her work.
"Qiao Ye, you haven't updated for a long time. Your fans have sent a lot of private messages of concern and regards.”
Zhuge Dali said to Qiao Ye as he flipped through 999 private messages.
"Oh? What did they say?"
Qiao Ye was curious.
"They asked if you were dead, but there was no news.”
Qiao Ye was speechless.
"I helped you reply to them. I said that you were busy interacting with your fans and replying to their private messages, so you didn't have time.”
"Good reason, Dali." Qiao Ye gave him a thumbs up.
However, when she thought of the scenes in her "dream" and saw Qiao Ye giving her a thumbs up, Dali felt a sense of déjà vu.
"Someone has already replied…If you haven't made a video or manga for so long, you might as well die. -- That's what they said."
Zhuge Dali looked at the new reply and said.
"Then…change the reason? I'll tell them that I've been busy moving recently. I'll send them a Vlog of iPartment later.”
Qiao Ye said as he took a sip of sugar-free coke.
"Okay…Hmm?"
Zhuge Dali's body suddenly trembled. His right hand that was holding the phone froze in the air, and his left hand covered his stomach.
"What's wrong?"
Qiao Ye stood up and asked.
"N-nothing."
Zhuge Dali shook his head.
Just now, she suddenly felt her stomach squirming slightly. This was a sign of digesting food, but she had slept for eight hours and had not eaten anything.
Could this be what Qiao Ye said, that within an hour, the established fact would definitely happen?
"I'll go get something to eat. You go into the game first.”
Worried that his stomach would wiggle on an empty stomach and cause gastric puncture, Dali told Qiao Ye and hurriedly ran out to get two pineapple cakes that Lu Ziqiao had sent over.
A game was in progress.
“Shutdown！”
A notification came from the game that the game had ended, and Qiao Ye's screen turned black and white.
However, Qiao Ye didn't care. Instead, he looked at his right hand in confusion.
"How did you suddenly obtain the Assassin Queen? I'm not playing the Explosive Genius, right?”
Qiao Ye was puzzled by the sudden appearance of a substitute.
After the game ended, Qiao Ye and Zhuge Dali felt thirsty because the air conditioner was too hot.
"I'll get a bottle of water. What do you want?”
Qiao Ye looked at the empty Coke bottle on the table and asked.
"Milk."
"Alright."
Qiao Ye nodded and got up to go out. He went to the refrigerator in the living room to get some drinks.
"Hmm?"
Qiao Ye, who was at the door, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His mouth was dry just a moment ago, but now it was suddenly wet.
It came out of nowhere. Could it be that his body automatically secreted saliva because he wanted to quench his thirst?
Qiao Ye didn't pay much attention to this. He quickly went to the fridge to get some coke and milk and returned to his room.
"Your milk."
Qiao Ye looked strangely at Zhuge Dali, whose eyes were flickering and mouth was covered. He placed the milk in front of her.
'What's wrong with Dali? Could it be that he peeked at some strange websites when I wasn't around?'
Qiao Ye, who had returned to his seat, secretly looked at Zhuge Dali and thought to himself.
'At this point in time…is this considered a fact?'
Da Li covered his mouth and thought to himself while breathing heavily.
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