What a strange dream.

Lin Wanqiu sat up from the bed, covering her abdomen.

She was different from her sister. After having the dream of recalling, Wanxiang's head hurt, but Lin Wanqiu's stomach always hurt.

She had just held her belly and rubbed it for a while when she heard the sound of frying coming from the kitchen.

"Qiuyuan?"

Lin Wanqiu shouted outside the house. Her stomach suddenly stopped hurting when she heard her shouting the name "Qiu Yuan". It was very magical.

Calculating carefully, half a month has passed since Lin Wanqiu had a high fever.

Her stomach had a vague tendency to be spoiled by Qiu Yuan's craftsmanship.

If other people's stomachs don't have food that suits their own appetite, they won't be able to eat it.

Lin Wanqiu's stomach was even more arrogant. It hurt when she couldn't eat her favorite food, which made Lin Wanqiu unable to sleep all day long.

Yesterday, Lin Wanqiu just ate some takeout buns, but her stomach started to protest again, "What kind of garbage are you eating?" "If you don't be nice to me, I will make a fuss!"

Qiu Yuan came so early today and obediently went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her.

When Lin Wanqiu thought of this, not only did her stomach feel happy, but her mood also became much happier.

"Qiuyuan, I don't want to eat fried eggs this morning. Can you make me another millet porridge...?"

Lin Wanqiu walked out of her bedroom and said habitually to the person serving food in the living room.

After saying that, Lin Wanqiu realized something was wrong. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw clearly that the person standing in the living room was not Qiu Yuan, but... Zhao Kewei.

Lin Wanqiu looked at Zhao Kewei's meaningful eyes and suddenly woke up completely.

She has been with Qiu Yuan for a long time, and she doesn't care about Qiu Yuan's image so much, but Zhao Kewei is different!

Lin Wanqiu pays great attention to her image in front of Zhao Kewei.

Zhao Kewei is like a junior in her heart, and she also feels a bit like a younger sister, the kind of junior who respected and admired her four years ago.

Although her relationship with Zhao Kewei has deteriorated over the years.

But her image in Zhao Kewei's heart is still that of a mature, steady and charming big sister.

But what now?

Lin Wanqiu silently pulled out the hand that she had put into her pajamas to rub her belly, and pressed down the raised hair on her head as if to rescue her.

She had just woken up and didn't put on any makeup. It was understandable that Zhao Kewei saw this sloppy look.

"How did you get in?" Lin Wanqiu returned to her usual expression as if she didn't care about anything.

"I have never lost the key you gave me four years ago."

Zhao Kewei placed the fried eggs and side dishes where Lin Wanqiu was sitting.

"So...you still have it."

When Lin Wanqiu heard Zhao Kewei's words, her heart felt warm, so warm that her expressionless face couldn't help but laugh.

Four years ago, her relationship with Zhao Kewei was really good, so good that it seemed a bit ambiguous to outsiders.

At that time, the naive Zhao Kewei ran away from home in order to get rid of the shackles of the opera family and enter the entertainment industry. Lin Wanqiu took this girl in.

Zhao Kewei and Lin Wanqiu have lived together for almost half a year. During that time, Zhao Kewei made breakfast for her every day like today.

Lin Wanqiu originally thought that Zhao Kewei had thrown away the keys to her house long ago after she and Zhao Kewei broke up.

But Zhao Kewei still keeps the key, which means... Kewei still has her in his heart.

What about her heart? Is there still Zhao Kewei?

Lin Wanqiu wanted to answer yes, but her stomach controlled her mouth...

When Lin Wanqiu picked up the chopsticks and prepared to enjoy the breakfast made by Ke Wei, her stomach felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong, something is wrong! This is not the breakfast made by Qiu Yuan!

Four years have passed, do you still miss your little lover's craftsmanship? Now your little lover has changed to a new one... Find me Qiuyuan quickly!

Lin Wanqiu looked at the delicious fried eggs on the plate, but she had no appetite at all, and her stomach began to hurt slightly.

Zhao Kewei watched Lin Wanqiu put down the chopsticks in her hand, and felt inexplicably angry. The reason for her anger was not that Lin Wanqiu didn't eat what she made, but...

Qiu Yuan, how much food has he cooked for you? Do you regard Qiu Yuan as a nanny?

"Sister Wanqiu, have you recently asked Qiu Yuan to do some work that is not within the scope of his duties? He is not your nanny, nor your parents..."

Zhao Kewei knew that she was overdoing it, but she still had to remind Lin Wanqiu that Qiu Yuan and her should be screenwriters or singer-songwriters when they set up the studio.

And Lin Wanqiu completely used Qiu Yuan as a nanny.

"I never forced him, it was all of his own free will."

Lin Wanqiu didn't like Zhao Kewei's last reminder, "They're not your parents either."

This was obviously said by Zhao Kewei intentionally to make Lin Wanqiu uncomfortable.

Lin Wanqiu also realized that Zhao Kewei had grown up. From the little girl who would follow her and call Sister Wanqiu, Sister Wanqiu four years ago, she has grown into the mature, reliable and capable woman she is today.

"Volunteer…"

"What's the reason for you to come to me? If you are here for Qiu Yuan, I still suggest that you meet at the negotiation meeting. I don't want my home to become a place for you and Qiu Yuan to have a tryst."

Lin Wanqiu also showed her cold side. She completely lost her appetite for the breakfast cooked by Zhao Kewei, because Zhao Kewei was also here to cause trouble.

For Qiu Yuan... her relationship with Zhao Kewei seemed to have a lot of cracks and estrangement.

"I want to be alone with Qiu Yuan in many places and ways." Zhao Kewei also choked Lin Wanqiu a few words, but she did not forget the business, "I came to you specifically to talk about things today."

"Looking for me? What are you talking about?"

Lin Wanqiu poked at the omelette Zhao Kewei made for her with some boredom.

"About a dream I had yesterday, about Jiang University's anniversary party."

When Zhao Kewei brought up this topic, Lin Wanqiu's chopsticks that were poking at the fried eggs slid slightly, and one fell directly to the ground.

"Did you also have that dream yesterday?"

When Lin Wanqiu woke up in the morning, she felt that Zhao Kewei in her dream was a little strange. Not only Zhao Kewei Qiuyuan, but also her sister behaved strangely.

But no matter how absurd everything in the dream is, when a person wakes up, he will definitely have only one thought... "No matter how weird it is, it's just a dream."

"Maybe it's more than just a dream..." Zhao Kewei said.

These words made Lin Wanqiu immediately take out her mobile phone and start checking all the past news of Cloud Media.

She spent more than ten minutes searching and querying, as well as comparing it with internal staff at Cloud Media, and found...no changes.

To be precise, there has been no change at the public level. Qiu Yuan's career has continued from singing on stage at the school anniversary party, to singing in the Best Singer-Songwriter, to Zhang Yu being imprisoned.

All of this has happened, including the movie "The God of Medicine" being released today, etc...

Lin Wanqiu found out this and called her father directly.

"Dad? Did you know that I arranged for Qiu Yuan to meet with reporters from the British Broadcasting Corporation? It was a public interview, and there are indeed other directors and screenwriters who will go there."

While Lin Wanqiu was chatting with her father, she was testing his father's attitude towards the fact that she had left Yun Media and started a new studio with Qiu Yuan in order to compete with Yun Media.

Before, Lin Wanqiu's father had an attitude of being indifferent or even indifferent.

Because in his eyes, this was equivalent to his daughter's mischief, and he didn't need to care.

But now there was some irony in Lin Wanqiu's father's tone, and he said, "I hope the boy you rely on can make it to...asxs."

This statement has made it very clear.

"The things I did at the party really... happened."

Lin Wanqiu put down her phone and felt that her memory was a little confused.

"You don't seem very scared..."

Zhao Kewei discovered that after Lin Wanqiu straightened out her logic, not only did her face show no fear of the unknown, but she actually looked a little bit excited.

"There is definitely some fear, but more importantly, in my dream, I have done everything I have always wanted to do. After Qiu Yuan comes this afternoon, it will be time to decide the outcome with Cloud Media."

Lin Wanqiu was rarely afraid of anything. What she did at the party in her dream made her feel like she was venting her anger. When it became reality, she was a little uneasy, but Lin Wanqiu had no time to be uneasy.

This afternoon is the time for her to fulfill her promise.

"The winner...the Ministry of National Broadcasting and Broadcasting's bidding, put these aside in advance, let's talk about Qiuyuan."

This was Zhao Kewei's real reason for coming today. She wanted to discuss the issue of Qiu Yuan with Lin Wanqiu.

"Qiu Yuan? He seems to be the center and protagonist of yesterday's dream...and he seems to know what he is doing just like Kewei." Lin Wanqiu said, carefully recalling Qiu Yuan's performance in yesterday's dream.

"Yes... I don't know if this matter can be explained scientifically, or whether it must be classified as a strange force, or whether our collective memory is confused, but I am certain that Qiuyuan is the cause of everything." Zhao Ke

Just say.

"After it's confirmed? What do you want to do...capture Qiu Yuan and study it?"

Lin Wanqiu doesn't seem to be interested in pursuing these unnatural things. She only has the goal of winning Cloud Media's bid with Qiu Yuan!
To be continued...