I Really Don'T Want To Be The Protagonist

Chapter 736

734. Dreamland (add more for Yueyue)

Of course Shi Qinghai did not die, and the story continues.

During this painful and cold coma, Shi Qinghai felt that his body was getting worse and worse, as if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, struggling to escape, but he could only sink deeper and deeper.

Shi Qinghai had a total of three dreams and woke up three times.

The first dream was in the Liwan District of Guangdong Province. He became a graduated man who had just graduated and went out to work. Faced with the domination and complexity of society, he seemed resigned and at a loss as to what to do.

Afterwards, the dream shattered and Shi Qinghai woke up. The lifeboat did not seem to be far away. In Ming Meng’s vision, he could still see the huge ship sinking slowly, making crackling noises from time to time, and only a small part of the bow remained. On the sea, there were dozens of ants running around, and the desperate voice seemed to pass through Shi Qinghai’s eardrums.

Seeing the ants on the ship sinking to the bottom of the sea alive, the last bit was not left, Shi Qinghai had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and this strange emotion even made him more sober at this time.

The scene in the movie, the ship leading to hell, did not actually shock Shi Qinghai much.

This kind of feeling does exist, but it is only very small. It seems to be like watching a movie. If the boat is gone, this feeling is gone.

He noticed that he was occupying two seats, while Ren Xiaoqin shrank humblely in an aisle, gently holding her hand, her palm warm.

Shi Qinghai wanted to tell her to sit next to her, not to be like this, but it was a pity that Shi Qinghai fainted again before she could speak.

After that, Shi Qinghai felt the stiffness of his neck, his lower body was unconscious, and his body became very cold. Death seemed to invade step by step, but Shi Qinghai had no way to stop it.

Since death cannot be prevented, embrace death.

At such a “near death” occasion, Shi Qinghai did not actually have much energy to recall the past, the sweet and deep love between herself and Tang Wu, the obedient and obedient Xiaoxue, and the vows that the Dragon Girl had made to herself before.

His thoughts became rigid, and it was difficult to think again. In such a cold, Shi Qinghai gradually fell asleep, and dreamed of a second dream.

It was in an unknown university. It was also in the winter. A group of young people drank passionately outside the school. Finally, the alcohol came up. A group of friends forced a young man to go to the girls’ dormitory to confess the story.

The confession was of course unsuccessful, and it disturbed the great counselor and the high-ranking Communist Youth League secretary. In the end, the housekeeper came forward and expelled this group of young people, all of which were penalized.

Although there was no one of those young people, Shi Qinghai only viewed the matter from the perspective of a bystander, but there was always a strange feeling of empathy.

It seems that this experience is faintly familiar.

But the dreamland did not give Shi Qinghai much time to think, it was more like a short movie clip, just undertaking the responsibility of broadcasting.

Then, Shi Qinghai woke up again, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Shi Qinghai, who was trembling all over, felt a gust of wind and rain pat on his face. The surrounding wind was loud, and the people on the boat screamed in horror. Another hit.

All of them held their supporting points tightly, insisting not to let the wind and waves blow down the sea.

“so cold……”

Shi Qinghai’s lips trembled and whispered. At this moment, his thoughts were chaotic, he couldn’t see Ren Xiaoqin, and he felt that he couldn’t even speak clearly.

“It’s not cold, it’s not cold.”

Ren Xiaoqin heard Shi Qinghai’s voice like a wind ear. Almost the moment Shi Qinghai spoke, she hugged Shi Qinghai cautiously.

The warmth of the tender body gradually calmed Shi Qinghai’s body, which was trembling from the cold, and entered a coma again.

Compared with the first two dreams, the third dream is much more abstract. It is a bizarre world, where the light is faint, and the peace is faint, and everything in his eyes is still a devastated and wild land, and Shi Qinghai is walking there. On such a vast land, there is always one person.

His thoughts were stagnant, as if he had lost everything, and the clothes on his body gradually became transparent. At first, Shi Qinghai didn’t feel anything, but when he persisted but there was no result, but he still couldn’t see a way out, Shi Qinghai Confused.

Why is there no end in sight?

Whose world is this after all?

Shi Qinghai didn’t know that he was just the most ordinary man in his previous life. He was a little handsome at best. Shi Qinghai had never had such a complicated world.

Why should I stay in this world, can’t I go to other places?

When this thought just came up in his heart, the dark yellow horizon in the distance trembled, as if something was about to fall into it, and then the earth began to tilt, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and Shi Qinghai gradually fell into the abyss.

The abyss seems to be another place.

For some reason, Shi Qinghai felt his mind swelled and his body became cold again. He faintly felt that he made a very wrong choice just now, but at this time he can no longer go back, and can only be alone. In this abyss, there was nothing but a complete loser.

Is that right?

Trapped in the abyss, without hearing anyone’s echo, it was more terrifying than at least the visible light before. At this time, Shi Qinghai lost all his vision, or it could not be described as the darkness in front of him. For too much. Shi Qinghai tried to get out of the abyss by himself, but he didn’t know how long he walked or how long he fumbled, but he still stayed in place.

Such darkness is really hopeless.

If you can’t get out, will you die?

Suddenly, Shi Qinghai saw a piece of paper appear in front of him.

Like a piece of letter paper–

“I dreamed of the lamb again this afternoon. It began to blur in my memory, and I couldn’t even see its face. I was in class in the classroom, and it was hiding outside the gray wall, showing only a short figure. I broke the iron railing of the window and looked out, wishing to break the two rusty iron bars. At this moment, I felt that this classroom was like a cage, and I was deeply imprisoned here.”

There was only a short paragraph on the letter paper. After reaching Shi Qinghai’s gaze, the letter paper seemed to be alive. The breeze blew around and the letter paper drifted away.

Shi Qinghai tried to stretch out his hand to keep it, but when his hand really went through the letter paper, Shi Qinghai came to realize what kind of world he was in now.

There is no perfect article, and there is no total despair.

Almost when Shi Qinghai couldn’t hold on, and was about to fall asleep completely in this endless abyss, he felt the help from another force.