Dreams Without End

How could there be beef?

Before Yue Yuan could figure that out, he saw his mother clearing the dishes again. The scene felt familiar—wasn't this the same scene from before? Sure enough, when he glanced at his father beside her, his posture was exactly the same as before.

That was right. His parents had clearly already eaten once, then called him over to eat again. Yue Yuan felt that something was very wrong, yet for some reason, in the next moment, it seemed perfectly normal to him, as though life was supposed to be this way.

Suddenly, Yue Yuan felt the entire ground tremble. The house he was in began shaking violently as well, and tiles started raining down from the ceiling, which had already been plastered and puttied.

"An earthquake?" Yue Yuan thought. "It really seems to be an earthquake. I should grab my parents and run outside, get to open ground as fast as possible."

Thinking this, he turned to look at where his mother, who had just been clearing the dishes, and his calm, unruffled father had been. But when he looked, no one was there. The room was empty, with only tiles falling from the ceiling.

"Whoa, are these tiles falling this slowly? Dodge! Dodge! Dodge again!" Yue Yuan figured his parents must have already gone outside on their own. At the same time, he seemed to forget that he had planned to flee the house. Instead, he raised his head to watch the falling tiles and began weaving between them.

After dodging more than a dozen tiles hurtling toward him, Yue Yuan suddenly felt his field of vision change.

Previously, he had been looking up at the falling tiles and dodging them, seeing only the tiles descend. But now, with the shift in perspective, he