Within a quarter of an hour, everyone was led into a familiar but unfamiliar alley by Rowena.
After passing through the familiar alley, another apartment building appeared in everyone's sight, which was exactly the same as before. Even the layout of the lobby was exactly the same.
"I have no memory of this apartment building. I don't even have any memory of this alley!"
Elio carefully compared it with the apartment in her memory, but found that every detail was exactly the same, which made her very confused.
And she was not the only one who had doubts about this, even Leng Shuanghan, who had been following Rowena, was also somewhat doubtful. "Lovina, I never remember that there is a second apartment building on this campus!"
Rowena didn't answer much about Leng Shuanghan's question. He just glanced at Tang Yiling who was deep in thought.
"This question should be answered by professionals."
With that said, Rowena made a gesture of invitation toward the people behind her. "My mission now is to enable everyone to spend the cold night..."
Back in the apartment, looking at the familiar door in front of him, Leng Shuanghan turned around and looked at the intact apartment wall.
"Click!—Bang!"
Rowena took out the key and opened the door easily. Everyone entered the house one after another. The decoration and furnishings in the living room were almost the same as the apartment building where Leng Shuanghan and his wife lived before.
When she looked at the corner to the side, she found that there was no cardboard box, no porcelain bowl containing cinnabar ink, and no writing brush.
It was only then that Leng Shuanghan discovered why she felt this place was familiar, but still thought it was not the original house.
"There are no ice-breaking talismans painted in this room!"
"Because this is not the original apartment building..." Tang Yiling walked past the crowd and walked to the balcony.
Looking at the increasingly dense snowflakes outside the window, Tang Yiling continued to speak. "This is the second level of the nightmare, the safe house of 'Misty Cemetery'."
Some of the people's eyes were deep in thought, some were surprised, and some were confused... At the same time, everyone's eyes were still on Tang Yiling, waiting for his further answer.
Tang Yiling turned around and leaned against the railing of the balcony, her quiet eyes scanning everyone's faces one by one.
"This is my dreamland. I also call it the 'Nightmare Realm'. My sister should be the one who understands it best besides me."
After hearing Tang Yiling's words, Tang Linsu, who was deep in thought, raised her head and looked into Tang Yiling's eyes.
"You mean, we are all in your dream now?" The two looked at each other, and Tang Yiling nodded lightly.
"That's right!"
"Is there anything that can prove your theory?"
"Your notebook."
"What!"
Leng Shuanghan was stunned for a moment, as if he had not thought that his notes recording the nightmare would be related to the nightmare Tang Yiling mentioned.
"Gu!——"
Theia touched her empty belly and looked up to find that everyone was looking at her. Feeling a little embarrassed, she scratched her head and giggled at everyone.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I haven't eaten for a long time from just now. And the previous battle in the cafeteria also emptied the remaining inventory in my stomach."
"Idiot-" Elio sighed helplessly, and she had no way to stop Theia's intrusion.
"Don't worry, Ya, the supper is already being prepared. If you are willing to help, then I am confident that everyone will have a hot supper within half an hour."
Rowena's answer, especially the part about "late night snacks", directly hit Theia's weakness.
"Really! That's great! - Ellie and I are here to help!" Without waiting for anyone to respond, Theia grabbed the somewhat confused Elio and Lovina and trotted towards the kitchen.
"Slow down, I'm almost knocked down by you!——"
Elio's voice obviously did not dissipate Theia's enthusiasm, but instead made Theia speed up her pace.
"Hey, I'd better go take a look..." Theia dragged the two of them and ran into the kitchen. After Tang Linsu sighed softly, she quickly followed.
In the living room, only Leng Shuanghan, who was still standing in a daze, was left, and Tang Yiling, who was standing on the balcony, was already used to this.
With her back away from the balcony railing, Tang Yiling walked slowly toward the bustling kitchen.
"Go and have a look; even in a dream, it's not enough to keep your nerves tense." Although Tang Yiling's voice was very soft, Leng Shuanghan heard it word for word.
When Tang Yiling also walked into the bustling kitchen, the only person left in the huge living room was Leng Shuanghan's slightly lonely back.
"Huh, now that it's here, let's make peace with it!" Leng Shuanghan gently closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes again.
The light blue eyes were less cold and cold, and more energetic and emotional for her age.
The figure turned, and the clothes corner brought up a breeze. At this moment, her back looked as if a heavy burden had been temporarily lifted off her back. With his hands behind his back, he walked briskly toward the kitchen.
"Oh, Ya's knife skills and craftsmanship are not inferior to mine."
"Hmph, I have been a frequent visitor to the kitchen since I was six years old." In the kitchen, Theia was showing off her work to everyone with her hands on her hips.
"My mother started teaching me how to cook since I planned to learn how to cook. From the simplest cold dishes to all kinds of home-cooked dishes, now I can reach my mother's qualification level."
"Then I'll leave the rest to you. I'll prepare the cakes and desserts." Rowena raised her head and her eyes stopped at Leng Shuanghan, who had been standing at the door of the kitchen but did not go any further.
Leng Shuanghan, who was standing outside the kitchen, noticed Rowena's gaze, raised his head and smiled gently at Rowena.
Looking at Leng Shuanghan who was smiling, Rowena was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Tang Yiling, who was also standing outside the crowd, out of the corner of her eyes.
The only difference was that Tang Yiling was standing in the kitchen, while Leng Shuanghan was standing outside the door. There was only a door between them.
Half an hour, not a minute more, not a second less.
Steaming hot tea, cakes and all kinds of side dishes are available. It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and although everyone was tired, they were still energetic.
Everyone sat in a circle and ate the food on the table quietly. Just like in the kitchen, everyone was chatting about common topics, and no one mentioned the topic of dreams.
After everyone regained their memories, combined with the recovered memories, they rarely, if ever, sat together like this, chatting quietly like ordinary people.
Time passed slowly, the hot tea in the cup finally came to an end, and everyone ate up the cakes and side dishes on the plate.
Quietly waiting for others to clear away the cups and dishes, everyone sat down on the single and multi-person sofas in the living room, waiting for the meeting to begin.
"Let me finish what I haven't finished before..." Tang Yiling, who was sitting on the single sofa, spoke first to break the silence.
When everyone's attention was focused, Tang Yiling raised his hand to signal.
Leng Shuanghan, who was also sitting on the single sofa and facing Tang Yiling far away, picked up the black handbag and placed it on the glass coffee table. He opened the suitcase and took out the notebook that recorded the curses and problems.
With the help of others, the notebook was passed to Tang Yiling. Tang Yiling opened his notebook and opened his mouth to answer the questions for everyone.
"First of all, let me explain something that you may think is a BUG. When people are dreaming, they also have a certain risk of death."
"As long as your brain recognizes the injuries you sustained in the dream as real, they will be directly reflected on your body in reality when you wake up."
Tang Yiling paused for a moment, and after confirming that no one refuted, he continued: "Since everyone has confirmed the authenticity of these two sentences, my next proof link will have a priority basis."
"First of all, the first question is about memory."
Tang Yiling's eyes swept over Leng Shuanghan and Rowena. "Actually, I wanted to ask you at the beginning, do you think your memory is complete?"
"What do you mean?" Leng Shuanghan was slightly startled, and Rowena, who was sitting next to her, also frowned.
"Literally..." Tang Yiling turned directly to the last page of the notebook and wrote the content quickly.
Tang Linsu, who was nearest, saw Tang Yiling writing down all the names of the cursed nightmares they had met and not met on the notebook.
Finally, he thoughtfully wrote the total number of cursed nightmares, "12".
