"Ah!" Yue Xia suddenly sat up from the bed and found that it was already early in the morning.

She looked around and found herself lying on the small bed. After getting up, she saw the desk, wardrobe, and handmade puppets she had made in middle school for more than ten years.

"Isn't this my own home? Where is the old lady? Where is the fear of God? Where is Curry? What about everything that happened in the underground castle is just a dream?"

Yuexia slapped her cheek a few times, and it hurts very much.

"It's not a dream now, so everything that happened in the underground castle is a dream. It's so terrible, I still remember Zhaozhao's things. Although the dream is terrible, it is because of it that I re-examined my past care about friendship and re-understood Zhaozhao's pain."

After breathing a long sigh, she planned to make herself a cup of beauty flower tea.

"It seems that I have been under too much pressure recently, so I have dreamed like this. Underground castles, such places, cannot exist at all, and the god of desire is just a fantasy."

After making the flower tea, Yuexia, who was still in a state of mind, drank chew one after another, intending to calm down her still floating heart.

Suddenly, her eyes were frozen on the calendar: October 15th.

She almost flew up in shock.

I remember that the day I fell into the underground castle in my dream was the 11th, and today was the 15th, and the date was exactly the same as what happened in the castle.

Yuexia's heart seemed to be about to jump out of her body at this moment. She immediately squatted down and comforted herself gently: "No, no, Xiao Yuexia, maybe, I remember the wrong time."

When I took the bus to the school, the guard greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. Yue is so early, are you cured of illness?"

Yue Xia was shocked and answered with the flow: "Yes, okay."

Could it be that I was sick a few days ago? Yuexia didn't ask again because she felt that if the underground castle was true, this matter would not be able to be told. If it was just a dream, it would be even more inconvenient to ask again, and it would be easier for the other party to decide that he was strange.

With a faint uneasy mood, Yuexia walked into the office.

"Teacher Yue, are you here? How are you doing? Can you still bear it?" The tone of the head teacher of Class 1 was full of concern.

"Yeah, that's OK." Yuexia's expression was a little unnatural.

"That night's self-study, please take a look for me. I have something to do." The head teacher of the class was smiling cheerfully.

"Oh, OK." Yue Xia agreed timidly.

Then Yuexia made a face at the back of the head teacher of Class 1, thinking, why do he think I am sick? What's wrong with me?

"Under the vast sky, it's you and me~" the text message in the mobile phone rang again.

It's Curry: "Teacher Yue, come out and find you if you have something to do."

Yuexia's heart trembled. Could it be that dream? After all, in the dream, she was with Curry.

"Teacher Yue." Curry's expression was very nervous.

"What's wrong? Curry."

"Have you ever had a dream about an underground castle?"

Yue Xia pursed her lips: "Sure enough, you have that dream too."

"That's not a dream." Curry said seriously.

"Isn't it a dream?" Yuexia held her hand on the wall and her whole body began to tremble.

"Well, last night, I suddenly appeared at home, which scared my parents. Four days ago, after we disappeared, the black police officer contacted my adoptive parents. The police were worried that it would cause bad things, so they told my parents not to tell us about our missing. They asked me to take sick leave."

"It turns out that it's true. It seems that my sick leave should have been invited by the black police officer. My parents went on a trip and were afraid of being disturbed, so they couldn't take it away to get the phone number..." Yuexia was a little helpless, "What should I do? What should I do to temporarily stop Dongtian's evil deeds."

"Teacher Yue, you have to be strong, who made you unlucky? At that time, he was sent by the director to investigate the desire spike, but at that time, he was selected by the God of Seven Emotions." Curry patted Yuexia on the shoulder, "I heard that Wen Jiajia also took sick leave, and it was also invited by the black police officer. It was very strange."

"What? Is Wen Jiajia missing too?" Yue Xia frowned, "By the way, Curry, remember that what happened in the underground castle cannot be mentioned to anyone, including the Black Police Officer. Dongtian still doesn't know that the person selected by the God of Seven Emotions is me, just in case, we must keep our mouths tight."

Curry nodded.

At this time, in another parallel world, Wen Jiajia opened her eyes. Her long eyelashes flashed for a long time. She closed her eyes and closed them. Every time she closed them, she hoped that the scene would change after opening. She was very unfamiliar with everything in front of her. She suspected that everything she saw was just a dream, just because the scene was too strange.

The room she was in was gorgeous, exuding a cold and terrifying atmosphere. Black striped bed sheets, black patterned quilts, and curtains were brown, tightly closed. The bed was soft and mysterious.

She lifted the quilt and found herself wearing pink and black pajamas, similar to the style that was only found in the Middle Ages in Europe.

She walked out of bed gently and looked around.

The wardrobe is full of Lolita-style clothes. The weird-style dressing table is filled with black-framed mirrors, with bottles and jars of different sizes in front, and fragrant cosmetics. There are also some strange decorations on the windowsill and on the table, including various medieval princess prototype figures and strange succulents.

Looking at myself in the mirror, he seemed to have lost weight again, his face turned pale and had no complexion.

Suddenly, a dizziness came and she was about to fall down. At this time, the door was opened.

"Be careful!" A boy dressed in modern clothes of seventeen or eighteen years old helped her and carried her back to the bed.

Wen Jiajia looked at the boy, and her beautiful eyebrows revealed a deep look.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Wen Jiajia asked carefully.

A trace of doubt flashed through the boy's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Aunt Chun, the butler, found you at the doorstep. When we saw you lonely and lonely, we took you home without authorization. From now on, you can call my parents mom and dad, or my brother."

The boy's smile was sunny and the curve of the corners of his mouth was fresh and natural, like a spring breeze, stroking Wen Jiajia's heart.

Wen Jiajia's face turned slightly red, thinking to herself: How great would it be if he was my biological brother.

"Why is this the case in this room?" Wen Jiajia raised her face.

"This turned out to be my sister's room. She liked this style, but she had passed away."

The boy looked at Wen Jiajia drowningly: "If you don't like this style, I can ask someone to redecorate it."

"No, I was a little scared at first. But now I find that I like this feeling very much, which is very exciting and intoxicating."

Wen Jiajia suddenly realized something: "No, why am I here? I want to go home, I want to go home."

The boy was stunned: "Where is your home?"

Wen Jiajia hammered her head, feeling a little embarrassed: "I, I can't remember anything. I only remember my name is Wen Jiajia."

The boy sighed and couldn't help laughing and crying: "You are so cute, you are simply a gift from God to our family. Since you can't remember where your home is, then we will adopt you first! You can live here first. By the way, my name is Luo Chan, and I will be your brother from now on, and my parents are also your parents."

Wen Jiajia wanted to refuse, but in the face of Luo Chan's kindness, she didn't know how to refuse, and she had no place to go, so she simply agreed to Luo Chan. She called out softly: "Brother."

Luo Chan stroked Wen Jiajia's hair: "Good sister, eat something first. Then we go downstairs and meet our family."

The maid brought a bowl of porridge, Wen Jiajia ate it voraciously, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Ha~" Wen Chan was amused by Wen Jiajia's actions and handed over a handkerchief.

"Oh, no, let's go downstairs and recognize your family."

Luo Chan stopped her: "You can rest here for a while and put on a suitable dress. I'll say hello to them first."

Wen Jiajia thought to herself: How strange, is hello?

Watching Luo Chan leave the room, Wen Jiajia began to choose clothes: "Wow, these clothes are so beautiful, but they are so difficult to wear."

After a while, Wen Jiajia finally put on a skirt. At this time, Luo Chan came back: "Jia'er, you can go down with me."

The stairs are very luxurious, covered with gold foil. Wen Jiajia stepped on them and felt very distressed. She couldn't help but think: If they were deducted, they could sell them for a lot of money.

On the sofa downstairs, there were people from the Wen family, and Wen Chan introduced them one by one.

Grandpa Luo Zheng is the highest-ranking master in the family, with ten companies, countless assets, with a kind expression and unpredictable eyes; the uncle is called Luo Bo, with a grand expression and a rosy complexion; the aunt is called Tu Ruoling, who is graceful and luxurious; the father Luo Zhong and his mother Tu Ruoling look very ordinary, and their eyes are full of doting when they look at Wen Jiajia, probably because they treat her as their biological daughter; the third uncle Luo Uncle Luo looks stupid, he looks over thirty years old, and seems to be not married yet. The eldest brother Luo Xi is the eldest uncle's child, who looks very similar to the eldest uncle and is very grand; the second brother is Luo Chan.

Grandpa showed a kind smile and stroked Wen Jiajia's head: "Since you are here, just stay there. From now on, you will be the third young lady in the family. Your new name is Luo Keer."

"Rokeer" Wen Jiajia whispered her new name, "It sounds so nice."

At this time, I was embarrassed to say that if I wanted to have my surname, I was adopted by the Luo family.

Luo Chan's parents touched Wen Jiajia's face and smiled from ear to ear: "Ker, if you have any needs in the future, just tell us. This is your home, don't be polite."

Tu Ruoqing hugged Wen Jiajia in her arms: "Poor child, so thin."

The soft body of the new mother reminded Wen Jiajia of the feeling of being a baby a long time ago. She lay in her mother's arms without worries.

Wen Jiajia was so moved that she couldn't speak, and she was choked with a choked voice: "Grandpa, dad, mom, uncle, aunt, third uncle, elder brother, brother."

She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she paused for a long time before she said again: "Then, where will I go to school?"

The whole family looked at each other in surprise.

Luo Chan hurriedly said, "You don't have to go to school anymore. Nowadays, children can just go to school at home."

Wen Jiajia tilted her little head and looked at Wen Chan in confusion: "Is there no school?"

"School almost does not exist." Luo Chan was at a loss, "You are not in good health yet, go back and rest first."

Luo Xi looked at Wen Jiajia and said, "If you want to study, I can help you find a tutor."

"No, there is no need for tutoring." Wen Jiajia waved her hand quickly, "I want to go out for a walk, can I?"

Luo Chan hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Yes, yes, but you'd better wear a characteristic mask and protective clothing to avoid any accidents."

Wen Jiajia put on a mask and protective clothing in confusion and walked out of the house.

The outside world shocked her.

There were foggy things floating in the air, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. Only two or three pedestrians were seen, destined and ragged. Walking through a street, except for the magnificent Wen family, they were all ruined buildings. From the window, there was only one family of homes inside, and the others were very simple. You could also see the children lying in bed, with fever but no windows blocking the wind. There were also several residents who heard deafening quarrels. Occasionally, a wild cat ran past, but saw most of their hair falling off, and a piece of flesh was cut off from their legs, and the foul smell was emitting a foul smell in the fuzzy area.

Wen Jiajia was shocked by the scene in front of her: What is this place? Why is it completely different from her existing cognition? In my imagination, the world should be like birds singing and flowers singing, people coming and going, people live and work in peace and contentment. Why is this happening here?

Suddenly, the world seemed to be in silence, and a man in a black robe appeared in front of Wen Jiajia.
To be continued...