I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 2 High School Students

It was already daylight, and the bed was so damp and uncomfortable, Han Dong turned off the alarm clock, got out of bed, opened the door, put on his pajamas, and walked towards the bathroom like a walking dead;
"Hurry up, come and eat after washing!" The younger sister's impatient voice came from the living room: "Mom has already gone to work, I will leave the food in the pot, you can just take it out and eat after washing, I will go to school first gone."

Han Dong's footsteps froze, without turning his head, he whispered back: "Got it."

Bang!
The door slammed, and the other party didn't seem to care whether Han Dong responded.

Walking into the bathroom, Han Dong locked the door behind him, pressed his hands on the sink, leaned forward, and looked at himself in the mirror;

He found that his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were bloodshot. It didn't look like he had just woken up, but it seemed that he had stayed up all night.

Turn on the faucet, splash the water on his face, the cold chill made Han Dong feel a little better;
"Another boring day has begun!" Han Dong sighed. He was probably the most failed time traveler. Before time travel, he was an ordinary person. After time travel, he was still an ordinary person. Sad!

After washing up and walking out of the bathroom, Han Dong took out the warm breakfast in the pot and sat at the dining table. Han Dong subconsciously stuffed the food into his mouth, but he was still recalling the dream just now in his mind;

The dream just now was so real, as if it really happened, now Han Dong can recall every detail;
"That room is not my bedroom at all..." Han Dong thought to himself.

The room in the dream was huge, twice the size of my own bedroom. The door of the room was always open. The female zombie walked in through the open door and attacked her.

Subconsciously rubbed his neck again. The stench of the female zombie in the dream still seemed to linger on the tip of Han Dong's nose, making him lose his appetite at all, but Han Dong still suppressed his nausea and ate all the food.

After eating, Han Dong dumped some garbage on the dining table into the trash can, then walked into the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks to start cleaning;
Han Dong in this world is now an ordinary high school student, in Class [-] and [-] of Puhua Middle School, and there is still more than one semester before the college entrance examination.

The father in this world passed away three years ago, leaving only his mother and a younger sister who was three years younger than him. His mother worked in a factory, worked hard, and often worked overtime, but the salary was very meager. Going to school with my sister is very hard.

Han Dong, who came across time, had no cheats, no system, and nothing. He was just an ordinary boy who couldn't be more ordinary.

"At least ten more years of life, no loss!" Han Dong could only comfort himself as if mocking himself.

Clang, clang, clang~
The familiar school bus bell rang, and Han Dong looked out from the kitchen window. A yellow school bus was slowly approaching. Han Dong immediately accelerated the cleaning speed. If he couldn't catch up with the school bus, he would spend I used my pocket money to take a taxi to school.

Quickly putting the washed dishes and chopsticks into the water filter basket, Han Dong ran towards the gate, grabbed the schoolbag hanging behind the gate and the house key next to it, rushed out of the house, and ran towards the nearest station. Finally, just as the school bus was about to close, Han Dong jumped into the school bus.

"Phew~ I finally caught up!" Han Dong went straight to the back, sat down on the empty seat, exhaled, and secretly rejoiced in his heart;

"Hey, Han Dong, why is your complexion so bad?" A boy next to him with a few freckles stared at Han Dong's face and asked. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and a wretched smile appeared on his face , said in a low voice: "Small masturbation is fun, big masturbation hurts the body, and strong masturbation is wiped out. Young people, you must know how to control yourself!"

This is his deskmate named Song Yu. The two of them often play together after school. They are considered good friends in class.

"I had a nightmare, I almost didn't wake up!" Han Dong pouted, the content of the dream involuntarily appeared in his mind, and his body trembled slightly.

"Yes, I just had a nightmare. Anyone who asks me is using this as an excuse. If I were half as smart as you back then, I wouldn't have been whipped and beaten by my dad with a belt..." Song Yu showed a look of unbearable memories of the past. , said: "But you still have to pay attention, you look at your face now, you really think you are a seven-time man!"

Han Dong: "..."

……

The school bus staggered for more than half an hour, and stopped at the station in front of the school gate. Han Dong and a group of alumni swarmed out, ran towards the school gate, and finally entered the classroom before the bell rang.

In the classroom, the teacher was already standing on the podium, sorting out the lesson plans, and the students were sitting in their seats, talking in a low voice.

"Han Dong, let me copy yesterday's math homework!" A girl with a ponytail behind her poked Han Dong's back with a pen and whispered.

"It's almost time for class, haven't you finished copying yet?" Han Dong asked casually, and handed over his math homework book;

"It's not because of you, who knows why you came so late today, I didn't finish copying it, if I knew it earlier, I would have copied someone else's..." Li Juan complained softly, and quickly spread out the homework, After a while, there was a quick copying sound of "rustling" from behind Han Dong;

jingle bell~
Soon, the class bell rang, and Han Dong took out his textbook and began to study hard.

……

"Headache!" Han Dong rubbed his temples vigorously and sighed.

For a whole morning, no matter how hard he tried to concentrate on studying, the appearance of the female zombie in the dream always appeared in his mind, which made him unable to concentrate on listening to what the teacher was saying.

There were four classes in the morning, and Han Dong was all absent-minded. The time passed, and finally it was the noon break.

"Han Dong, do you want to go out to eat ramen?" Song Yu who was next to him asked while putting away his textbook;
Just about to nod in agreement, Han Dong suddenly remembered the pocket money in his pocket, paused, then shook his head and said, "I'd better go to the cafeteria to eat, this month's pocket money is almost used up."

"Okay, then I'll eat alone." Song Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

Because the school cafeteria is subsidized, the food is very cheap, but the taste is very ordinary, and there are only a few dishes throughout the year, so many students do not like to eat in the cafeteria.

……

Sitting in front of the sparse cafeteria seats, Han Dong silently ate the food on the dinner plate. At this moment, he suddenly saw his sister Han Xiaojie and a few girls talking about something in a low voice while holding the dinner plate. walk forward;
Han Dong didn't look up, and Han Xiaojie didn't seem to see Han Dong either, and walked past the dining chair where Han Dong was sitting without looking at him.

The food in the cafeteria tastes average, but what Han Dong eats is very sweet. For some reason, his appetite has increased significantly today, almost twice as much as before, which made him eat the food on the plate. I bought a few more steamed buns and ate them with the remaining vegetable soup.

While cleaning the dinner plate, Han Dong was thinking about the previous nightmare.

"It would be great if I could move in my dream. I can close that door so that the female zombies can't come in." Han Dong sighed. Even if he had to turn his eyes in the nightmare, it took a lot of effort for him to get up. I'm afraid it will be even worse. Disaster.

"Hey, I still hope that I won't have such a nightmare again!" Han Dong shook his head and sighed again.

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(End of this chapter)