"Well, this explanation makes sense, but I think there is another possibility, maybe you have some kind of congenital mental illness and can conceive a virtual character in your mind, and I am the one you conceived."

"You mean I'm mentally ill?"

"This is not surprising. In fact, each of us has mental illness, but most people don't know it or are not serious enough to see a doctor. In addition, this is also a praising you. Genius and mental illness are similar in some way, just like the smell is so smelly."

After saying that, the two of them fell silent. As for whether this was a dream, a time travel, or a mental illness, Tong Yao actually felt that it was not complicated, and she would know if she would wake up later.

She firmly believed that this was a dream, exactly the same as the dream she had dreamed countless times before, so she was no longer afraid at once, because no matter what happened in the dream, she would still lie on the bed as soon as she woke up.

The two of you looked at me, and I looked at me, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward...

"Uh...why don't we sit down and talk?"

Tong Yao made a gesture of invitation, the other party nodded, and sat directly in front of Tong Yao's computer.

"You're writing, too?"

The woman asked, and Tong Yao nodded with a wry smile.

"Haha, yes, I still learned from you. In the past, I watched you write every day in my dreams, but after I went to college, I also learned to write. However, Xiao He failed, Xiao He made money and paid off his family's debts. But after I was full-time, my grades have fallen sharply, and I have a thousand dollars a month, and life has become a problem."

The woman smiled bitterly when she heard this.

"It seems... I am both a worldly person. I was similar to you back then. At the beginning, I made some money by writing, but then I was arrogant and thought I had the talent in this area. I rashly decided to have a full-time job. For this reason, I didn't hesitate to have a breakup with my family. I rented a rental house alone for ten years. Unfortunately, I wrote countless books, but none of them made a name for themselves, and ended up committing suicide."

Tong Yao rolled her eyes.

"I am different from you. My mother is very supportive of me, and my mentality is better than you. If I can't write any grades later, I won't hang myself on a tree. At worst, I can go out and find a class. Writing is just an alternative job for me."

The woman was in charge of the battle and didn't know what she was thinking, Tong Yao continued to smile.

"Haha, at first I thought you were me many years later. Now it seems that we look similar and have the same names. I have confirmed this because the things we have experienced since childhood are different from people... For example, this!"

Tong Yao took off her clothes with a smile, revealing a scar on her body. The woman was stunned. She was about to ask, but Tong Yao smiled and spoke first.

"Haha, you definitely don't have this, right? Because you don't have a friend named Xu Nuo."

The woman nodded, as if she was thinking again.

Tong Yao put on her clothes and then put away her smiling face.

"So... since we have nothing to do with you, why do I always dream about you? What's the reason?"

The woman shook her head, and Tong Yao said again.

"Okay, then I'll change my question. Why did you come to my dream? Did you still have any wishes after you died?"

The woman continued to shake her head and said with a bitter face.

"I...I...I don't know either, I really don't know. To be honest, I have more problems than you..."

"Then...what's our business? I'll meet in a dream and chat like this?"

The woman was silent. Tong Yao was about to speak, but suddenly she heard Zheng Jia's voice coming from behind. When she turned her head, she felt her eyes lit up. She let out a whistle and closed her eyes quickly.

"Tong Yao! Tong Yao! Are you awake?"

Tong Yao slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she was shocked.

She is still in the room.

But it is not during the day, but at night, and there is no dazzling sunshine outside the window.

The lights were on in the room, and Zheng Jia was beside her, with a worried face on her face.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

"You just scared me to death. When you were sleeping well, you suddenly screamed. What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"

Zheng Jia shook her head, then touched Tong Yao's forehead with her hand.

"Oh, I'm having a fever!"

Tong Yao touched her forehead, which was a little hot. She thought to herself, maybe it was because of a fever just now that she had a nightmare...

No words all night.

After getting up during the day, Tong Yao did not take the things in her dream seriously, because she dreamed of this woman more than once three years ago, and now it is just a very ordinary time in the past.

After breakfast at the landlord’s aunt, Tong Yao went out to buy antipyretics and cold medicine for herself. After taking it, she felt confused and didn’t even turn on the computer. She said hello to Zheng Jia and went to bed.

At some point, she opened her eyes and saw that the woman at the computer desk looked familiar. She rubbed her eyes hard, made sure she was not wrong, and then smiled bitterly.

"It seems like I'm dreaming again..."

She muttered and greeted the woman with her back to her.

"Meet again? What are you doing?"

The woman slowly turned around, looked at her, and responded in a faint sense.

"I haven't left."

"Ah? You...you didn't leave? Then I..."

Tong Yao was a little surprised. She didn't know how to explain this situation. After thinking for a long time, she didn't know whether this woman was a human or a ghost, or whether it was really as written inside. This woman just traveled through time.

I didn't even understand whether I was dreaming or falling asleep or later I came to an unknown space.

However, she could feel a little relieved after dreaming of a woman so many times. It was probably clear that meeting this woman might be caused by some uncontrollable reason, and this woman had no malice.

"You mean...you've been in my dreams? But...but I didn't dream of you after I woke up in the middle of the night last night..."

The woman frowned and shook her head.

"I don't know either, but I haven't left since I entered your house in a daze. But you suddenly disappeared yesterday. Then I wanted to go out but couldn't go out. In the end, I had to stay here and had nothing to do, so I turned on the computer and wanted to see what you wrote."

"Are you reading what I wrote?"

"Um……"

When the woman agreed, Tong Yao suddenly felt a dazed in her heart, saying that although the woman didn't write anything famous during her lifetime, she had written it for at least ten years and had experienced the entire era of online literature development. If she came to tutor herself, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?

"That...how do you think I wrote it?"

She asked in a daze, the woman's face was strange, and she shook her head after thinking for a long time.

“Not what?”

“Not what?”

"Yes."

"My "Southern Sword and North Sword" has been published, isn't it?"

"I read it. Your "Southern Sword and North Sword" can be published because of your luck."

"luck?"

"Yes, based on the time of your world, when you wrote "Southern Sword and Northern Sword", the online literature circle was just starting out, with few books and many readers, and most readers had no room for choice, so there were naturally more people reading your books.
Chapter completed!