Monster, get out of my dream

"Son, child, wake up."

"How are you, kid? Are you getting warmer?"

Wu Qingyi's face was paralyzed, and he turned his head to look at the woman sitting opposite the small table. He just woke up and found himself lying on a big heated kang (a sleeping platform made of bricks, bricks, etc. in the north, with holes in the bottom. connected to the chimney for heating), he knew he was rescued.

The woman looked at Wu Qingyi's expressionless face, and thought that Wu Qingyi was frozen, so she quickly took a hand warmer and put it in Wu Qingyi's arms to keep Wu Qingyi warm. Wu Qingyi hand warmer, nagging: "You child, it's always been ice and snow here, why are you running outside in a single suit? Yesterday, if my son hadn't suddenly lost his nerve and braved the heavy snow, I wouldn't have Don’t worry about my son going out with me, seeing you unconscious in the snow, and bringing you back, you are now a snowman..."

Wu Qingyi lowered his head, he hugged the hand warmer in his arms, pursed his lips, was it icy and snowy... fell off a cliff... Heh, if the current self is not dead, then he has crossed over?Still wearing?

As a patient with interpersonal phobia, Wu Qingyi often stayed at home when he was a child. He usually practiced drawing and writing at home, but sometimes he would browse the Internet when he was tired from practice. Modern online novels are prevalent. Naturally, he had only read a few online novels, so he had a little understanding of the matter of time travel and rebirth.

Alas, everyone who travels has golden fingers or something. I almost died when I traveled, or I was frozen to death... Fortunately, I was a little lucky, and someone saved me... Wu Qingyi raised her head slightly, looked at it and was still preaching Such a woman, this woman looks like my mother, she can't stop preaching, alas~ I won't see my mother in the future... But this woman, why can't I see her face clearly...

Wu Qingyi squinted his eyes, and realized that the woman's face he saw was blurry, he frowned, could it be that he had snow blindness due to being active in the snow for too long?

The woman also found out that something was wrong with Wu Qingyi, she said kindly: "My child, what's wrong with you? Is it because your eyes are uncomfortable? I know how long you have been in the snow without wearing any Protective goggles, look at the problem with your eyes now... Sigh, this snow blindness can’t be cured, just rest and rest, I’ll go and cook you some hot food first.”

Wu Qingyi raised her head, looked at the woman's back, moved her thin lips, and said in a cold and hoarse voice: "Thank you, aunt. (Thank you, aunt.)"

The woman seemed to hear it, she turned her head and looked at Wu Qingyi who was sitting on the big heated kang, smiled, and went to cook.

Wu Qingyi watched the woman turn her head, as if she had made some expression on her face, he couldn't see clearly, and frowned, Wu Qingyi felt something was wrong in his heart, snow blindness, snow blindness, something wrong, if he had snow blindness, Why can I see other things very clearly, but I can't see the woman's face clearly?

Before Wu Qingyi could figure it out, the woman came over with a hot meal, and she pulled Wu Qingyi to start eating.

Wu Qingyi looked at the food on the table, he looked at the woman, and suddenly remembered that the woman had said that she had a son, and her son could be counted as half of his savior, so Wu Qingyi worked hard Overcoming his illness, he took the initiative to say a word, of course using the Wu style communication method...

"Auntie, you, boy, meal? (Auntie, isn't your child coming to eat?)"

The woman looked at Wu Qingyi, and it took her a long time to understand Wu Qingyi's meaning, and said with a smile: "Oh, you said my child, he went to work, he will be here in a while, but he has to wait, it's okay, Let's eat first, and when he comes, I'll make it for him, otherwise the food will be cold."

Speaking of the woman gave Wu Qingyi a piece of food with chopsticks, Wu Qingyi looked at the woman's chopsticks, he pursed his lips, picked up his own chopsticks and ate, he was almost starving to death, what about cleanliness? This is not my home, not a place I am familiar with, not a world I am familiar with. If I want to survive, I must get rid of some of my little problems... But the problem of communication phobia... how to get rid of it...

"My son, eat more. How old are you, my son? You seem to be about the same age as my son, but you are not as strong as my son. Eat more." The woman added some food to Wu Qingyi, and then said, "My son , you know, my son is the only flying guard in our village guard, he is amazing..."