After wearing it, the female supporting role will be lost

Chapter 499 I'm at a loss? ! 28
"Buzz...buzz..."

The sound of electric current sounded slightly, and not long after, an authentic broadcasting tone was released.

“Hello, dear friends who are listening at noon, here is a reminder on time.

The rainfall in Yongning City has been really abundant these days. I read the weather forecast this morning and said that there will be a heavy rainstorm at [-]:[-] this afternoon.

It coincides with the rush hour, all friends who drive must pay attention to safety, and do not drive over the speed limit..."

"The radio in the old campus is still not good today! It's tuned to the wrong frequency again."

After finishing the words, Zhong Longguang was about to raise his hand to close the window, when suddenly, the mobile phone on the desk rang.

Zhong Longguang quickly walked to his desk and picked up his phone. With a swipe of his thumb, a message that [-] gold points had been transferred to his bank card came into view.

A smile flashed in her eyes, she sat down in a good mood, and turned around on the chair twice before standing up.

Leaning against the window with his hands in his pockets, Zhong Longguang looked out of the window, the drizzle was flying around, and the leaves that had finally dried up were splashed with rainwater again.

"Mom, there's no need to hold an umbrella if the rain is so light. I really don't understand why you need to bring an umbrella. It's so troublesome."

"It's not troublesome to hold an umbrella, but you are a dead girl. Look at the figure. It just cost me [-] gold points. If you catch a cold again now, I won't care about you."

"Well, take the umbrella away, I don't like to hold an umbrella, it's not cool at all, you can hold it yourself!"

"Oh, what a dead girl. She won't listen to anything she says. I don't care about you anymore. Don't come to me when you're sick."

"Don't worry, today's weather forecast is wrong again. Such a small rain will not turn into a heavy rainstorm. Look! The dark clouds over there have almost dispersed. It may be a sunny day later. Today I can dry the quilt .”

Hearing the conversation between the mother and daughter downstairs, Zhong Longguang also followed them and looked up at the sky. He saw that the dark clouds were really slowly drifting away, and it seemed that he would be able to see the sun that had not been seen for many days before long.

But this is all an illusion, just like a dream.

I remember that it was like this at three o'clock yesterday afternoon, and there was a drizzle outside.

She remembered that Zhong Longyue said that the weather forecast must be wrong and that such a light rain could not turn into heavy rain, so she went out with confidence, but of course she got soaked by the rain.

Her physique was not very good, and she didn't know if she was drowsy today.Zhong Longguang looked at the little raindrops dancing in the air and thought.

Occasional distractions can really spark inspiration.

Zhong Longguang looked back as if he had already thought of something and picked up the pen on the table.

This pen has been left by her for nearly 5 minutes, and the ink on it has long since dried.

Zhong Longguang stuck a little ink to the side, and then wrote on the beige paper on the table, and wrote the three big characters "Last Train".

The black pen and ink were engraved on the old paper like a sculpture, and it was barely discernible what was written in the not-so-elegant handwriting.

It was recognized quickly.

The black pen and ink floated up like a newly inflated black balloon, and characters that were obviously typed using a computer floated into the air. Even the three characters that Zhong Longguang had just written were mixed in and floating among them.

There was a pleasant smell of ink, and the characters stopped when they reached a certain height. They slowly gathered together, but they did not make the black darker, but made the black lighter.

Zhong Longguang raised his head and watched silently as the thick black color gradually changed from a color darker than the female model's hair on the shampoo billboard to gray-black, then from gray-black to colorless, and then disappeared completely. in the air.

Only a faint scent of ink remained in the air.

A voice sounded in Zhong Longguang's head, as if someone was talking to her close to the back of her head.

The voice had no emotion. It claimed to be the system, but the voice had no mechanical feel. It was easy for people to recognize that it was a male voice with a cold voice.

[Ding dong.congratulations!You have successfully collected a piece of dream fragment left by the dream girl, +1 point for diving talent. 】

Diving... Zhong Longguang thought that she might not be able to use this talent anymore. For some reason, she didn't like to be near waters, and she didn't like to travel, and she didn't want to go anywhere.

But even she, who didn't like to walk around since she was a child, went to a desert not long ago.

Who did he go with, and what did he go for? Zhong Longguang couldn't figure out even if he was thinking about it.

Zhong Longguang only knew that after she came back from the desert, Zhong Longguang lost her memory. She only remembered that she had been to the desert, but she forgot what she did there and where the desert was.

The only thing she knows now is the number of days of that lost memory—eleven days, not too long or too short.

It was only eleven days, starting from July [-]th, it was already July [-]th when we returned.

The problem is that she doesn't even have the memory of how she came back, Zhong Longguang only remembers that when she opened her eyes, she was already standing at the door of the house, accompanied by this thing called the system.

What is the system?
Why do systems exist in this world?

Although this system claims to be a warrior, because it lost a certain battle of the century, and in order to defeat the dream girl of Wangzhong, it sacrificed itself, leaving only the last trace of strength.

According to what it said, it happened to meet her who was about to die in that desert. In order to clear up the dream left by the villain named Dream Girl, it chose to bind her so as to continue to exert its power.

It's such a middle-of-the-road story, but I don't know if it's true or false.

What system, what battle of the century, these things are too far away from her, and she has no sense of reality at all, but she faintly believes in what the system said in her heart.

What on earth is she thinking?Should you trust that system?

Zhong Longguang had no idea about these questions.

She sighed, raised her hand and opened the window, and suddenly a piece of ice flew in, and the cool breeze came in with drizzle.

The tiny mist droplets fell on the face, which felt cool and comfortable, and Zhong Longguang couldn't help closing his eyes in enjoyment.

When I opened my eyes again and lowered my head to look down, I saw that the mother and daughter who were still debating whether to hold an umbrella had gone away. Not long after, they got on the bus and left.

The place that was not lively here is about to return to calm again!

Zhong Longguang leaned against the window and looked at it for a while, until a new bus stopped in front of the stop sign, then she looked away, returned to the office chair and sat down.

The place where Zhong Longguang is now is not an office in a prosperous area, but just her family's study.

One and a half months ago, after Zhong Longguang returned from the desert, she followed the system's instructions and became a dream exorcist to remove dreams for others.

Reading a large amount of emails every day and filtering out unusual dreams is Zhong Longguang's daily work.

(End of this chapter)