Chapter 247 Strange Dream
Chapter 247 Strange Dream
As more and more people gathered, Lin Feng felt helpless. He didn't know how to respond to the concern of so many people, and an urge to escape surged in his heart. He looked at the crowd around him, then turned and ran towards the dormitory. Along the way, some people greeted him, but he just responded hurriedly and continued running forward.
Lin Feng rushed into the dormitory, his heart pounding in his chest like a trapped animal. His eyes revealed a hint of panic and confusion, and beads of sweat on his forehead gleamed in the dormitory light. He slammed the door shut, leaned against it, and gasped for breath.
Huang Haibo, Liu Feng, and Nong Ziming were all laughing and joking when they were startled by Lin Feng's sudden action. Huang Haibo stopped what he was doing, his eyes widening slightly, a look of confusion and worry on his face. He walked over to Lin Feng first, staring at him intently, and asked, "Lin Feng, what's wrong with you?" His voice was filled with concern, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Lin Feng raised his head, his eyes still tinged with panic. He took a breath, trying to keep his voice steady as he spoke, "I had a very strange experience today. Everyone greeted me, and I didn't know them." His brows were furrowed, his face filled with confusion, his eyes gleaming with doubt.
Liu Feng was stunned at first, then smiled nonchalantly. He sat up in bed, leaned forward, and propped himself up with his hands. "What's so strange about this? We made such a big scene the day you came to school. It's hard not to recognize us now." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes, as if to say that Lin Feng was making a fuss.
Huang Haibo and Nong Ziming glanced at each other after hearing Liu Feng's words, then nodded in agreement. "Yes! Yes!" Huang Haibo folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the bedside cabinet, his eyes etched with approval. Nong Ziming sat in a chair, leaning back, legs casually stretched out, gently shaking his head.
After hearing what they said, Lin Feng felt that this explanation was far-fetched. He frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and thought to himself: How could this be because of the grand ceremony that day? The way those people looked at him, the concern they showed, could not be explained so simply. He shook his head helplessly and looked at Nong Ziming with a glimmer of hope, hoping that he could give a more reasonable explanation.
Nong Ziming looked at Lin Feng's expression, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "You just recovered. Are you overthinking it?" His voice was very soft, as if to comfort Lin Feng, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.
Lin Feng remained silent, knowing that none of his roommates' explanations would bring him relief. Doubts filled his heart, and the actions of those strangers were like a mystery, swirling around in his mind. He walked to his bed and sat down, resting his chin on his hands and staring at the ground, lost in thought.
As evening approached, the dormitory gradually quieted down, and the roommates' laughter and chatter died down. In the dimly lit dormitory, only the occasional rustling of pages and gentle breathing could be heard. Lin Feng lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind replaying the events of that evening.
The faces of strangers, their warm greetings, their concerned inquiries, played before his eyes like a movie. He tried to find some clue in his memory, some trace that could explain it all, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out. He turned over, pulled the quilt up, sighed helplessly, and decided to put it aside and go to sleep.
In the darkness, Lin Feng's consciousness gradually faded, and he slowly fell asleep. In his dream, he found himself in a void. All around him was a vast expanse of white, with nothing and no sound, like a corner forgotten by the world.
Lin Feng stood in this void, his expression strangely calm, as if he knew it was all a dream. His eyes held a hint of indifference, and his body relaxed. He began to walk slowly, each step light and graceful, as if strolling through the clouds. His only thought was to wake up quickly and leave this unsettling place.
As he walked, he suddenly saw a knife floating in the air not far away. The knife emitted a faint light, like a star in the darkness. Lin Feng frowned, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He stopped and stared at the knife. He slowly walked towards the knife, his heart full of doubts.
As he approached, he discovered it was the Star Blade. This discovery sent a jolt through his heart, and his eyes widened, filled with suspicion. He recalled the strange behavior of the strangers that evening, and suddenly felt a connection. He reached out, wanting to touch the blade, to confirm what was going on. His hand trembled slightly, and a hint of nervousness crossed his eyes. Just as his hand was about to touch the Star Blade, it suddenly vanished without warning.
Lin Feng froze in place, his eyes wide, a look of astonishment on his face. His mouth parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a sense of unease spread within him. He muttered to himself, "What's going on?" His voice echoed in the void, seeming especially hollow.
At that moment, the surroundings underwent a dramatic shift. The vast expanse of white nothingness gradually dissipated, and the sky and earth began to appear. The sky was covered with dark clouds, which rolled like huge black waves, as if to swallow the entire world. Lightning flashed through the clouds like silver snakes.
Then, thunder rumbled, deafening. Grassland rustled beneath his feet, and the wind blew through the grass, making a rustling sound. Rain began to pour down, hitting him with a chill that bit his bones.
"Lin Feng." A sweet voice called out from behind Lin Feng. Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and he turned to see Chen Xin'er standing there. She looked like a fairy from a painting, dressed in a white dress that fluttered in the wind. Her hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks, but it didn't affect her beauty in the slightest. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and love, and a faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.
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