Reborn Black Cat, they all call me the Lord of Weirdness

That's right, the book in Li Si Ning's hand is exactly the same as the black book that Lin Ye saw on the bedside of the couple before.

Seeing this book again, the feeling of something wrong that he had encountered before came back again.

"There's something wrong with this book!"

After coming to this conclusion in his mind, Lin Ye couldn't help but look at the title of the book.

Nightmare.

A very strange name.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look at what was wrong with the book, Li Si Ning's voice came again.

"Okay, Xiao Hei, I'm leaving."

"Wait for me to come back. When I come back, I will definitely give you the cans I owe you. Let's make a promise."

As she said that, Li Si Ning pulled up Lin Ye's front paw and made a pinky promise.

Then she held Lin Ye's face and rubbed it for a while, and then she carried Lin Ye to the ground.

"Wait for me to come back. I'll bring you delicious food when I come back."

"Bye!"

Under Lin Ye's eyes, Li Si Ning, riding a small electric donkey, quickly disappeared from the campus.

After Li Si Ning left, Lin Ye walked out of the school thoughtfully.

A few minutes later, he returned to the apartment where he had kept the little white cat.

The room was still filled with snoring, and the couple was still sleeping as before.

The only difference from before was that their complexion had obviously become much worse, and from time to time they would show various expressions on their faces.

There was excitement, fear, and pain.

Seeing this, Lin Ye, who was squatting at the head of the bed, became more and more solemn.

"They really didn't just fall asleep. Why is this happening? Are they controlled by something weird?"

"But I didn't feel any weird breath on them."

After a series of questions popped up, Lin Ye's eyes couldn't help but look at the black book next to him.

"Maybe the problem lies here."

With curiosity, he gently opened the cover of the book, revealing the title page of the book and a passage written on the title page.

Dreams are the continuation of reality, and reality is the end of dreams.

Dreams are a hole torn open at night. In another world, we can see the people we want to see. ——Zhuang Xiaodie.

This seemingly poetic sentence made Lin Ye feel a strong discomfort.

His brain was in a trance for a moment when he saw this text.

This also made him more certain that there was something wrong with the book in front of him.

"I want to see what is written in it."

Driven by curiosity, he turned the pages again, and the story in the book slowly appeared.

......

"Let us welcome our young writer Ms. Zhuang Xiaodie with warm applause."

In the lobby on the first floor of Jinghai City Library, as the host's voice fell, a mature woman wearing a black gauze skirt and looking intellectual slowly walked to the front of the stage.

Her appearance also made the atmosphere on the first floor of the library extremely warm.

Many young men and women held up the black books in their hands and looked at her excitedly.

Seeing this, the intellectual woman in the black gauze skirt also covered her chest and bowed slightly with a smile.

After taking the microphone from the host, she spoke in a gentle tone:

"Thank you for your support and thank you for coming to the book signing event of "Nightmare."

"As a novelist, your affirmation is my greatest motivation..."

The woman in the black skirt who was speaking at this moment was Zhuang Xiaodie, a suspense novelist who has recently become famous in Longguo.

She was originally just an ordinary office worker and started her writing career at the age of 30.

In the same year, she wrote "Nightmare", which was regarded as a masterpiece by countless suspense lovers.

With the book "Nightmare", she successfully won several literary awards and has been unstoppable since then.

After Zhuang Xiaodie's opening remarks, it was time for book friends to ask questions and interact.

Li Si Ning, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately raised her right hand with excitement.

Thanks to her height advantage, Zhuang Xiaodie quickly noticed her, smiled at Li Si Ning, and then signaled the staff to hand the microphone to her.

As soon as she got the microphone, Li Si Ning took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke.

"Teacher Xiaodie, I am your loyal fan and also a private detective. After reading "Nightmare", I was shocked, but I also have some questions in my heart, and I want to seek answers from you here."

Hearing Li Si Ning's words, Zhuang Xiaodie still had that gentle and soft expression.

"What are the questions?"

"My first question is, what kind of inspiration did you get to write such a masterpiece."

As soon as Li Si Ning asked this question, everyone present also looked atto Zhuang Xiaodie.

And Zhuang Xiaodie herself gave the answer in just one second.

"In fact, the inspiration of this book mainly comes from a dream of mine, in which I experienced many things."

"It can be said that it was this dream that led to the birth of the book Nightmare."

"Dream?"

After hearing Zhuang Xiaodie's answer, the book fans present immediately whispered to each other.

It seemed that they did not expect that the creation background of "Nightmare" was just because of a dream.

"In my opinion, it was this dream that made me find my true self, allowing me to walk out of the cage and cross the barriers from then on."

"Sometimes I even think that everything I am experiencing now may also be a dream, a dream that I don't want to wake up from myself."

Zhuang Xiaodie's face showed a self-deprecating smile while speaking.

"Then Teacher Xiaodie, at the end of the book, is the ending that Zhou Sheng saw real or a dream?" At this time, Li Sining asked the second question again.

This question is also the biggest mystery in the book Nightmare.

However, this time Zhuang Xiaodie did not give a direct answer, but showed a mysterious smile.

"If the ending is what you want most, then it doesn't seem to matter whether it is a dream or awake."

"By the way, I also want to ask you readers a question. If you can achieve everything you want in your dream, would you still be willing to wake up?"

As soon as this was said, the readers present showed their thoughtful expressions.

However, Zhuang Xiaodie did not give them too much time to think, and she soon changed the topic.

The book signing event was also carried out normally.

In the end, Li Si Ning successfully got Zhuang Xiaodie's autograph and took a photo.

She rode her electric donkey back to school happily.

As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she felt a wave of sleepiness. After forcing herself to wash up, she fell headfirst on the bed.

At the same time, in a suite of a high-end hotel in Jinghai City, Zhuang Xiaodie, wearing a silk nightgown, exposing her milk-white skin, holding a red wine glass in her hand, slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel and overlooked the night view of Jinghai City.

Suddenly, her face in the floor-to-ceiling window became hideous.

Then a woman who looked similar to her, with a bloated figure and dark yellow skin, slowly split out of her body.

As soon as the woman appeared, she roared at Zhuang Xiaodie:

"When will you give my body back to me!"

Hearing the woman's words, Zhuang Xiaodie, holding a red wine glass in her hand, smiled slightly.

"Are you sure you want to be yourself again? Continue to be your office worker? Continue to be an older leftover woman that no one wants?"

"Look at you now, a best-selling author, a suspense goddess, a female role model, a rich and beautiful woman with tens of millions of assets."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman first showed a look of struggle, and then said with horror:

"Fake, this is all fake, this is just a dream, a nightmare, I want to be myself again, you give me my body back!"

As she said this, she rushed towards Zhuang Xiaodie.

Faced with the woman's madness, Zhuang Xiaodie was not panicked at all. Without her making any movements, black tentacles extended from her body.

The crazy woman was tied up tightly by these tentacles on the spot, and was eventually pulled back into her body bit by bit.

When the woman disappeared completely, Zhuang Xiaodie also showed a contemptuous smile on her face.

"Fake? What is real and what is fake? They don't even want to wake up, but they still say they want to be themselves. Humans are really the most hypocritical animals."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the big bed beside her.

"Let me see how many poor souls have fallen into nightmares today."