The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

"Chengyang, Chengyang, Chengyang, wake up, it's time to go to school." A gentle voice slipped into his sensitive ear canal, gently waking Jiang Zhiyang from his sleep.

The person in front of him filled Jiang Zhiyang's entire field of vision. He had round eyes, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, skin as smooth as cream, and a small mole under his eye. It was Yu Qingjun.

"Yu Qingjun," Jiang Zhiyang mumbled sleepily, a yawn escaping his lips.

"He's still half asleep. It's my brother, not Yu Qingjun."

Yes, it was his older brother; he remembered.

This mission came suddenly. Before boarding the ship, Yu Qingjun handed the Dream-Catching Record to Jiang Zhiyang.

"Give me?"

"Take a look. The Dream Records document the general course of nightmares, making it easier to act once you enter the dream."

"Such an important thing! Why didn't you show it to me last time?" Jiang Zhiyang pouted.

Upon hearing this, her eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, as if she had forgotten again. She tried to dredge up her chaotic memories with a small paper fishing net, but to no avail.

"Really? Then I probably just wanted you to wake me up, without expecting you to play any significant role."

"Lord Qingjun, please don't always speak the truth; it can be a bit hurtful." Jiang Zhiyang became like a pitiful kitten, pretending to wipe away tears.

This trick was learned from Mangya. Appropriate flirting and acting can improve the atmosphere between couples, but considering Mangya's unfortunate end, it should be used with caution.

"Alright, alright, take a look." Yu Qingjun's gentle coaxing always worked well on Jiang Zhiyang.

He carefully unrolled the scroll, on which were written in large characters: "Xiao Chengyang loved his friend but could not have him, and ultimately killed him in a sea of ​​fire."

"That's it?" Jiang Zhiyang silently extracted the key words in his mind—unrequited love. Just those four words made the story seem cliché enough.

"That damn fox, he's getting more and more perfunctory at work. Doesn't he have any sense of responsibility as a god?" Yu Qingjun carefully rolled up the scroll. "There's nothing we can do but take it one step at a time."

……

Judging from the current situation, I should be Xiao Chengyang, the protagonist of this dream, while Yu Qingjun has become Ye Qingchen, the neighbor whom Xiao Chengyang admires.

Jiang Zhiyang looked at Yu Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes. Even with her hair tied up and dressed in men's clothing, her temperament and appearance were outstanding among men.

"Is Chengyang awake this morning?" A cheerful female voice came from outside the door.

"Aunt Song is here!" Ye Qingchen replied, pulling herself out of bed from her drowsy state.

Jiang Zhiyang was still dazed. Ye Qingchen pushed him, and he took the face cloth from his mother and the book box from his father.

"Hey!"

A large steamed bun appeared before my eyes.

"breakfast."

It's another big steamed bun! What kind of steamed bun romance is this?

"Hehe, a big steamed bun! Delicious!" Jiang Zhiyang took the bun and took a big bite.

"Oh, Lao Xiao, you two are really lucky. You're just two farmers, and you've actually produced a top scholar. You helped that scoundrel surnamed Ye feed him a couple of meals, and he produced another top scholar. If you become rich and powerful, don't forget us!" Old Liu waved to Xiao's father from outside the bamboo fence.

"Get lost, you say that every morning, hahaha." Father Xiao joked, but his eyes were full of pride. With the imperial examination just around the corner, these two "top scholar sons" would soon be born.

Amidst laughter and conversation, Ye Qingchen grabbed Jiang Zhiyang's hand, and the two ran towards the school. However, they hadn't run more than a few steps before Ye Qingchen was panting heavily.

"Brother Qingchen, slow down." It seems that both Yu Qingjun and Ye Qingchen are physically weak.

They rushed to the school gate, but the teacher had already started class. Seeing the two sweaty boys, the teacher was not angry at all. Instead, he kindly asked the students in front to make room for them in the best seats.

"Oh dear, Chenqing and Chengyang must have stayed up late studying again last night. Everyone should learn from them!"

"My goodness, this teacher is so kind. She doesn't even get angry when her students are late," Jiang Zhiyang thought to himself as he placed the book box on the desk and sat down.

Just then, with a "bang," another late student appeared at the door. He called out "Dad" in a trembling voice. Oh dear, he's a teacher's family member. It seems they'll have to make room for him.

"Yu Qing!" Teacher Yu was instantly enraged, and the ruler was about to strike the boy's bottom. "You good-for-nothing, how dare you be late!"

Jiang Zhiyang was startled. It seemed that it wasn't that the teacher had a good temper, but rather that the two of them were being treated like prospective "top students".

This "top student" is treated very well. He is not scolded for dozing off or daydreaming in class, and he is even served tea, water, paper and pens after class.

"Awesome! So awesome!" He had never enjoyed such academic treatment in his life. It was simply amazing! He made a mistake but was not punished, and there were a bunch of classmates who fawned over him. Jiang Zhiyang shook his head in his heart and enjoyed the feeling of being highly praised.

Although he was in a good mood, it didn't stop Jiang Zhiyang from dozing off in class. He thought that university major courses were boring enough, but he didn't expect that the teacher here was even more boring. As soon as he opened his mouth, he started chanting hypnotic spells. He spent the whole morning in a daze.

The Xiao family was poor, and the Ye family was in even worse shape. The two of them couldn't afford the school's meals, so they had to rush home again at noon. They had just left the school when they were stopped by a "spoiled little princess".

"Brother Qingchen, here's a food box for you. Take it." The woman gently lowered her eyebrows and handed the food box to Ye Qingchen, but her eyes seemed to be staring elsewhere. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and two shy blushes appeared on her face.

"What brother? This is my brother!" Jiang Zhiyang immediately understood the expression. He stepped forward and separated the two people who were one meter apart by another ten meters.

"Brother my ass! Just because you give someone a couple of bites of food doesn't make you your brother! Are you going to cling to Ye Qingchen for the rest of your life over a measly favor? Jiang Zhiyang, let me tell you, the imperial examination is just around the corner. On the day the results are announced, I'll have my father go to the notice board and bring your brother to me as my lover!"

Is this girl a face-changing performer? Her imposing manner actually intimidated Jiang Zhiyang. This Yu Qingjun would be just as sought after as a man!

Jiang Zhiyang was a little angry, but now that he was his brother, he would be his brother for life, and no one could take him away!

Just as Jiang Zhiyang was about to step forward and engage in a verbal battle with her, Ye Qingchen shielded him behind her.

"Chengyang is my brother, and he will always be my brother." After saying that, he took Jiang Zhiyang's hand and walked away quickly, without even giving him a kind look.

"My domineering older brother has fallen in love with me, tsk tsk," Jiang Zhiyang said, squeezing Ye Qingchen's hand in return.

Seeing the displeasure between Ye Qingchen's brows, Jiang Zhiyang was overjoyed. He loved the phrase "a lifetime" in that sentence. It seemed that Xiao Chengyang's unrequited love wasn't just wishful thinking after all!

"Chengyang is my brother, and he'll always be my brother," Jiang Zhiyang repeated, letting out a silly grin. "Ye Qingchen, say that again!"

Ye Qingchen blushed and did not reply.

When he had a moment to himself, Jiang Zhiyang stared at Ye Qingchen's face again. Dressed in men's clothing, Yu Qingjun was handsome and refined, gentle yet powerful, scholarly yet not weak. He was good-looking no matter how you looked at him.

Perhaps because they grew up together, Jiang Zhiyang, who occupies this body, always seems to be able to understand Yu Qingjun's thoughts and sense her emotions at a glance. Is this the tacit understanding and bond between childhood sweethearts?

At this moment, a fire burned and surged in Jiang Zhiyang's heart. He couldn't quite distinguish whether this emotion was Xiao Chengyang's love for Ye Qingchen or Jiang Zhiyang's love for Yu Qingjun.

Looking at Yu Qingjun's face, he couldn't tell whether everything that happened was due to Ye Qingchen's will or Yu Qingjun's will.

They're probably the same.

Jiang Zhiyang could sense that whether it was Ye Qingchen and Xiao Chengyang, or Jiang Zhiyang and Yu Qingjun, their emotions and fates resonated unconsciously, sharing the same inexplicable love and the same gentle protection.

Is that so, Qingjun...