The conversation ended.
Ye Qiyan gradually grew sleepy too. He returned to the warm carriage, lay down on the comfortable bed, and closed his eyes.
He failed to notice the black, jellyfish-like creatures floating in the distance outside the window, chasing the train.
A look of fear appeared on the face of the Teru Teru Bozu hanging at the front of the train.
The system's Light Screen silently appeared.
There was no broadcast notification.
It was as though all sound had been cut off.
Only a line of text appeared on the Light Screen.
[The Dream Eaters have begun their procession. You will enter a beautiful dream.] [Perhaps you will wake up. Perhaps... even knowing what is real and what is false, you will still lose yourself in it.]
"Ugh..."
His head hurt.
Ringing kept sounding in his ears.
Ye Qiyan rubbed his eyes, and the blurry scene before him gradually came into focus.
Outside the window, police sirens wailed incessantly.
"Where... is this? Wasn't I on the train... ugh..."
His memories were a little hazy.
Ye Qiyan instinctively reached out and swiped through the air.
There was nothing.
"What am I doing?"
He yawned, stretched, and went to the kitchen to make a meal.
He cracked an egg, made a pancake, washed his face, and brushed his teeth, keeping his daily routine in order.
Looking at himself in the mirror, seemingly barely into his teens, he scratched his head in confusion.
"Huh? How old am I again?"
Why couldn't he remember?
He patted his head. The ringing in his ears was getting worse.
"Forget it. I'll eat first."
Sitting at the dining table, he picked up his fried egg with his chopsticks, only for his gaze to stop on a box.
"What's this?"
Inside the box