Zhang Heng did not expect the black petal to taste so good. It tasted strangely sweet, but it was only a small petal. Before Zhang Heng could savor it, he was engulfed by a great sense of drowsiness.
The next moment, his mind subconsciously resisted it. His brain calmed down in an instant, and he focused all his attention to fight against the drowsiness.
After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Zhang Heng opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the bedroom again.
Did I fail? Zhang Heng frowned. He did not deliberately stay awake. The brief resistance earlier was an instinctive reaction to being attacked. But then, Zhang Heng noticed the difference in his surroundings.
Han Lu, Shen Xixi, and the others were not around him. He was the only one in the entire bedroom.
And judging from the light coming in from the window, it was already daytime.
Zhang Heng got up, walked to the bed, and looked at the community garden below. A man in Under Armour was running, and when he ran past an old man walking his dog, the two greeted each other.
Everything looked normal.
Zhang Heng then walked to the dressing table, where a box of powder and mascara were opened, drying on the table. No matter what age a woman was, she would always cherish her cosmetics. This situation showed that Han Lu left in a hurry.
Why? Why did she leave in such a hurry? Was she running away from something?
Zhang Heng touched his pocket. All his game items were gone, except for the Neptune watch on his right hand. Zhang Heng picked up the floor lamp in the corner and pushed the door open.
Zhang Heng wondered if someone had cleaned up the place. The living room was no longer messy, and it looked clean and tidy. The only strange thing was that the door was open.
When Han Lu left her residence, she was in such a hurry that she did not even close the door. No matter how he looked at it, it was a little unusual.
Zhang Heng was almost sure that he was now in Han Lu's dream. The only problem was that Shen Xixi and her team were nowhere to be found.
Zhang Heng took out his phone and found that there was no signal on the screen. His hope of contacting Shen Xixi was dashed. After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Heng decided not to wait here any longer. Compared to teamwork, he preferred to act on his own. So, he wrote a note and posted it on the door. If Shen Xixi or the other two could see it, they would know that he had been here.
After that, he took the elevator downstairs and walked out of the neighborhood.
This was the first time he entered someone else's dream. Since no one knew how the Dreamland of Death worked, Shen Xixi did not tell him what to do before he left. However, it was clear that he had to find Han Lu first.
Zhang Heng planned to go to the place where she worked to see if Han Lu was there.
For now, there was almost no difference between this world and reality.
Some details, such as the scratches on the elevator buttons, the flowers in the flower bed that were trampled by children … Even Han Lu, who had lived here all her life, would not remember such details.
There was a very interesting saying that every ordinary person would receive a huge amount of information through their eyes, nose, and ears every day. Unfortunately, human memory was limited. The brain would filter the received information, and in the end, only the 'useful' parts were left. However, this did not mean that the useless noise would completely disappear.
It just sank into one's subconscious, just like when you saw a snake in the countryside when you were three years old. As you grew up, this thing gave way to 'more important' things. The snake disappeared from your consciousness, but in your subconscious, it was still lying quietly in a corner.
Some people tried to use hypnosis and meditation to awaken this part of the memory that no longer existed. In contrast, there was a simpler way — dreams.
In a sense, dreams were like a key to open the treasure house of the subconscious.
Zhang Heng picked a flower from the flower bed and put it under his nose.
However, he did not smell the flower's fragrance. This was because Han Lu had been suffering from rhinitis since she was a child, and she rarely smelled flowers.
No matter how similar it was, this was not the real world.
Considering that Han Lu might be facing some kind of danger at the moment, Zhang Heng did not delay any longer. He walked out of the neighborhood, reached out his hand, and hailed a taxi. Then, he went to the downtown area where office buildings gathered.
Han Lu rented half an office floor in the most expensive area to receive entrepreneurs who were attracted by her reputation. She had a professional team to deal with legal issues, analyze the feasibility of the project, and take over project management when necessary …
Zhang Heng made a simple registration at the reception downstairs. Unfortunately, the receptionist at the front desk told him that Han Lu was not in the company at the moment.
Her smile was sweet. After all, she did not know if the ordinary-looking bald fat man she served today would become a billionaire tomorrow. However, Zhang Heng noticed that the girl's hand was hidden under the table. She was playing Lianliankan on her mobile phone screen.
This meant that Han Lu had seen her slacking off at work.
Zhang Heng spent half a second to mourn in his heart. He then asked the girl, "Do you know where Han Lu is now?"
The girl shook her head. "I'm sorry. I don't know her schedule. Did you make an appointment with her in advance?"
Zhang Heng took out his mobile phone and shook it. "I have something urgent to talk to her, but there's no signal now. I can't reach her."
Seeing that Zhang Heng was about the same age as her, the girl relaxed a little and stuck out her tongue. "My phone has no signal either. It's weird. This situation has been going on for two hours. I didn't even have breakfast. I don't have any cash on me. I wanted to buy rice balls at the convenience store, but I couldn't."
While the two were talking, Zhang Heng felt the light suddenly dim. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window not far away, a man and a woman were holding a cup of coffee, looking up at something curiously.
Zhang Heng walked over and saw the sun hiding behind a huge cloud.
The white collar man said, "It looks like … it's going to rain?"
"Ah, it's so annoying. It happened when I didn't bring an umbrella," the woman beside him complained.
"Don't worry. It shouldn't be that long. Besides, if it doesn't work, I can drive you after work."
"Put away your warm guy routine. I'm not a female student who just graduated from university." The white-collar woman snorted.
"You don't have to be so sensitive. It's just a concern between colleagues."
"I don't care what you're thinking. President Han hates office romances the most. I'm very satisfied with this job and my current income. I still have two apartments to pay for, so please find someone else to flirt with."
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