: Chapter 23

Waking up from his dream, Xiao He's forehead was slightly sweaty.
He turned to look at Fan Shen who was still sleeping, and slowly calmed down, but his heart was still empty.
Xiao He sat up, raised his hand to check the time, he had already made a decision in his heart.
If possible, he wants to heal him quickly.
And... he wants to see him, he wants to see him who is not so desperate.
It seems that only in this way can he truly find inner peace.
Although I spent two full months in the dream, in reality it was only about two days.
Xiao He estimated that his sister shouldn't come back from the research institute so soon, and his parents would not chase his phone in just two days, so...he can'disappear' for another day or two.
Because of the panic and fear in his heart, Xiao He didn't want to wait any longer.
He pressed the communication button, and Qin Su's voice soon came over: "Is there any need?"
Xiao He said, "I want to continue the treatment."
Qin Su was startled, but soon he replied: "Okay, please wait a moment, I'll come over immediately."
Almost as soon as the voice fell, Qin Su appeared in front of him: "You can rest for a while, the time is not so tight..."
Xiao He interrupted him: "It's okay, let's start."
Qin Su closed his voice, took a serious look at him, and whispered: "Okay, thank you very much for your cooperation."
"Yeah." Xiao He responded, but his eyes never left Fan Shen.
This is not the first time to connect, so Xiao He also has a lot of experience.
I was a little dizzy at first, but I quickly adapted to it. It felt like waking up from a bed that I had slept for a long time, without fatigue, only a trace of dim sleep, and I needed to wake up slowly.
But quickly adapted.
Xiao He opened his eyes, and was suddenly swept by a burst of strong light, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.
The sunlight was so strong that it came in through the not heavy curtains, hitting him in the face.
Xiao He sat up, looked around, and then a little confused.
Compared with the last time, the sight I saw when I woke up this time is simply too ordinary...
An ordinary single room with beds, desks and chairs plus a computer.
Xiao He put on his clothes, got out of bed, looked around, and basically understood the current situation.
This time he seems to have come to a parallel world, which is almost indistinguishable from reality at present, but he can't be sure whether there are any differences.
Thinking about where to start, suddenly the door of the room opened wide, with his back facing the sun, a huge figure stood there.
Xiao He raised his eyes and looked at him, but he didn't know why, the other party's huge voice like the roar of a Hedong lion had already overwhelmed the sky.
"Xiao He! I'm telling you that the deadline is three days later. If you still can't pay the rent, you can quickly pat me on your and fuck! My old lady is not a welfare institution. If you don't have money, go to sleep on the street. Mao Keng does not pull x, there are still a bunch of people waiting in line for rent!"
Xiao He: ...The script was too fast, he couldn't handle it!
"Stupid, dumb, stunned!" The loud voice who couldn't see his face was still yelling, "You young people, what else can you do besides holding the computer all day? The grains are not working, weak, harp, hungry yourself No one will collect your corpse when you die! Don't be silly, go and raise money, six hundred yuan, not even a little bit less! If you have less, just give me the fuck!"
Xiao He: "..."
The landlord with loud voice seems to have been used to it a long time ago, and he came over to swear, threw down the ultimatum, and vented by the way, turned and lifted his foot to leave, without giving Xiao He a chance to speak.
But Xiao He was also very fortunate that he really asked him to speak, he...don't know what to say.
This time the situation looks a bit miserable!
Hearing the loud roar of the landlord's lady, Xiao He could basically guess his current situation.
It seems that this time he is a poor ghost who is too poor to pay a rent of 600 yuan?
Three days... It shouldn't be difficult to get six hundred yuan.
But... he is not here to survive, but to find someone!
The unfamiliar new world still seems to be the background of the 21st society. Where is he going to find Fan Shen!
‘Guru Guru’...
Well, the most important thing is that he is so hungry.
Xiao He got up, flipped around, embarrassed.
He was so poor that he was only tens of dollars. Isn't this really the rhythm of starving to death on the bed, and then he came across?
Although he is also a dead otaku in reality, he really hasn't been so miserable!
Forget it...I don't want to do anything else, just solve life problems.
Although Xiao He is a house, if he is not compared with his sister, he is considered to be a good mix among his peers.
And his survival skills are also in this area.
Not a top painter, nor a top writer.
But the two together, one month of hard work can earn about 20,000 yuan. For his house, eating, drinking, playing, having fun, and honoring his parents is enough.
This is also the reason why Xiao's father and Xiao's mother have not paid much attention to him.
After all, my son is not too unpromising...
Xiao He pondered his current situation and felt that it would be better to return to his old career.
The money for writing articles is stable, but the cycle is long and cannot solve practical problems.
But if you stay up late and publish a few pictures, it shouldn't be a problem.
But this is an unfamiliar world after all, and he doesn't have the reputation and channels he had before, and it is impossible to receive large orders quickly.
But each line has its own experience after a long time. He searched it and took a few small orders very easily.
Fortunately, although this world is a bit strange, it is roughly similar to the real world, so Xiao He really found a lot of things he was familiar with.
Fortunately, although his original owner is a scum that is dying of starvation, he still has some necessary equipment, so Xiao He doesn't have to worry about not having a drawing board.
It took a little time, but finally got a job.
It's an illustration, a fantasy system, a male character, the more handsome the better.
Because it is a new vest, he is not qualified to make a request, so he can only publish the picture first. If the other party is fancy, he will pay the money, and if he doesn't, he will be pulled down.
However, Xiao He is still very confident, after all, he is not a real novice.
He rolled up his sleeves and started to work, but slowly, but a little addicted.
Just waking up from that dreamlike world, Xiao He's mind was full of material.
At first, he wanted to outline a handsome male character in a Chinese suit, but as he drew it, his hands became out of control.
The harp hangs in the air, the light feathers rise slightly, and in the gorgeous hall, the silver-haired elves look back slowly, with an elegant figure and perfect facial features. In the blue eyes, the bright brilliance that makes the stars feel sad...
Xiao He returned to his senses again, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Looking at the work in his hand, Xiao He smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth.
He can't sell this painting.
After tossing for seven hours, it turned out... but it was nothing.
Xiao He sat up in front of the computer and decided to go around for a while. It would be better to find a supermarket and buy some instant coffee to recharge his brain.
It's just that he didn't expect that the incident would be triggered just as he walked out the door.
The sound of a gun shook the sky, and Xiao He was startled, and instinctively began to run back, but only moved a few steps before he ran into a person head on.
Filled with a fresh fragrance, a sweet but nervous voice sounded in his ears: "Please, please accept him, please take good care of him!"
Xiao He just wanted to speak, lowered his head and saw the baby in his arms.
This is a very beautiful little guy, sleeping quietly, like a beautiful angel falling from the sky.
And what really keeps Xiao He unable to look away is... these facial features...
Even if it was reduced several times, he would recognize it.
Fan Shen, is this... Fan Shen? !