Zhang Yogurt had another dream.

It’s still about this sand sculpture.

It’s still based on this sand sculpture green vegetables.

But this time I didn't explain the location. I just went out to meet, so I don't know where I was.

However, I don’t know why. Ning Qing, a roommate who has always been aloof and is not interested in anything, was abnormal and insisted on following her. In her dream, Zhang Yogurt didn’t know who Qingcai Keke was, nor did he know his relationship with his roommate. She agreed happily.

After the two sides met, they hadn't talked about anything yet, and saw the silly green vegetable and asked, "Don't you have a girlfriend? Where is your girlfriend?"

He also has an exaggerated expression of a villain.

Will Zhang Yogurt suffer this loss?

joke!

She immediately retorted: "Where are you? Where is your partner?"

"Here!"

The sand sculpture green vegetable pointed at her:

"Isn't this?"

"Silly, you!" Zhang Yogurt consciously dug a hole for himself in his dream, "This is what I brought! My roommate! She will never fall in love!"

"Yeah?"

I saw Qingcai Keke, who had a slightly handsome face but an ugly face, hugged his cold goddess roommate...

Zhang Yogurt was stunned.

Then he looked at Ning Qing and then at Qingcai Coco. She laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, you're done! Do you know how cold my roommate is? I can't touch her normally! You dare to hug her shoulders, and she will definitely cut off your hand! It's still time for you to let her go now!"

Qingcai Keke looked at her calmly.

Ning Qing also looked at her calmly.

"Ha ha ha ha……

"Ha ha……

"ha……"

Zhang Yogurt's smile gradually solidified. When she looked at the two of them again, she suddenly became a little suspicious of herself.

The clown is me!?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Zhang Yogurt opened his eyes wide and looked at his roommate: "Qingqing, why haven't you done it yet? Do you want me to help you? Throw him into the fish pond to feed the fish?"

Ning Qing did not respond, but just stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the waist of the sculpted green vegetable.

Yogurt with wide mouth.

The sound of the sculpted green vegetables came from my ears, talking to her cold goddess roommate: "Qingqing, is she your roommate? What a fool."

Zhang Yogurt was just stupid.

A "brother-in-law" came again not far away.

Zhang Yogurt turned his head stiffly, and saw a little girl running over with a Rubik's Cube, her steps were still very cheerful, and she ran towards the sculptured green vegetables.

A yogurt is as if struck by lightning.

Then she felt the earth shaking, the temperature increased, and sweat kept flowing down from both sides of her cheeks. When she looked up, she found that a huge meteorite as big as the moon had fallen from the sky with fire.

"ah!!!"

Then I woke up from the dream.

Zhang Yogurt sat up from the bed in shock, opened his eyes wide, and gasped heavily.

I felt cold sweat all over, and my clothes were wet. It seemed like there were ants crawling on the back of my neck, it was itchy and painful, and my mind was blank.

I can't recover for a long time.

After sitting for about ten minutes, the wet clothes came to cool down, and then she waved her hand to pull open the curtains and looked outside.

It's another good weather today.

Zhang Yogurt applied sweat on his forehead, got out of bed and opened the door, and saw the little girl sitting on the sofa reading carefully. On the coffee table in front of her was a special cube with the same color as each side and a cup of warm water.

That Rubik's Cube is the one in my dream, and I can't restore it after being disrupted for a long time.

Zhang Yogurt had a weird expression and kept telling herself that it was just a dream. The real situation would not be like that. Ning Qing would not hug anyone's waist, and the little girl would not run to someone so happily. This made her feel much better, so she forced herself to cheer up and said hello to the little girl as friendly as usual:

"Xiaoxiao, it's early!"

The little girl looked up and glanced at her, ignoring her.

Zhang Yogurt touched his nose, but he had been used to it for a long time. The little girl had the same attitude towards everyone, and the same towards her sister, so she still asked: "Why didn't you watch TV today? What book are you reading? Is it the homework assigned to you by Qingqing?"

The little girl still ignored her.

This time I didn't even look at her.

Zhang Yogurt was a little strange, so he leaned over to take a look.

I saw a few big words written on the cover of the book:

"The Weakness of Sword Cultivator"

“emmm…”

Zhang Yogurt was silent and walked away silently.

Just then, a door opened, Ning Qing walked out of it, looked at her calmly, and said:

"morning."

"Good morning Qingqing..."

Zhang Yogurt squeezed out a smile, feeling that Ning Qing had greeted him a little more frequently recently, and twice.

It seems that people's hearts are flesh after all, and their sincerity and enthusiasm ultimately touched her.

At this time, Ning Qing said again: "You don't seem to have a good sleep."

"Nothing..."

The yogurt smile is getting brighter

Look, she has begun to care about herself.

Then she walked into the bathroom and took a cool shower. When she walked out, she felt relaxed all over. The little girl didn't read the book anymore, so she walked over and sat down next to the little girl:

"Why didn't you drink milk today?"

"I ate an egg this morning, and today's protein intake targets have been completed. I don't need to drink milk anymore."

“Is one egg enough?”

“Enough.”

"Oh." Zhang Yogurt nodded repeatedly, remained silent for a while, and couldn't help asking in a slut, "What do you usually call your brother-in-law? Or don't call anything?"

"Call me brother-in-law."

“…”

Zhang Yogurt looked at the little girl and was silent for a few seconds: "Then will your sister embrace her brother-in-law's waist?"

"I can't see."

"What does it mean to be invisible?"

"That's right, I can't see."

"Have you seen it before?"

“No.”

"call……"

Zhang Yogurt finally breathed a sigh of relief again.

If the little girl has never seen her, she will definitely not.

I can't believe something like dreams.

...

Ning Qing is already in the classroom.

She sat alone in the first row against the wall, and there was a seat next to it, but no one dared to sit down. Before class could be started, she held her cell phone and typed.

Chen Shu: Dear Qingqing, I haven’t seen you for a day. Do you miss me?

Ning Qing: I thought about it

Chen Shu: So unreserved
To be continued...