Before long, Fang Zhixing walked into a private room, and soon met Meng Die.
She was a young woman with a tall and slender figure, standing at one meter eighty, with long legs as white as porcelain, resembling a model.
Fang Zhixing’s first impression was very good; he felt a bit dazzled.
Meng Die wasn’t the warm and passionate type of woman; she was like a proud and solitary plum blossom in the cold, her looks exuding a sense of aloofness, her eyes deep and mysterious, as if harboring endless frost.
She wore a flowing white gauze dress, giving Fang Zhixing a respectful bow, her hair fluttering about, an air of coolness about her like drifting snow.
Fang Zhixing sincerely complimented.
Meng Die said with an icy demeanor, "Hero, I haven’t even served you yet, and you already think it’s good?"
Fang Zhixing replied with a smile, "I’m currently restless and need someone to calm me down, you suit my taste very well."
Meng Die seemed to understand and before she could speak, Fang Zhixing had already approached, roughly hugged her, and threw her onto the bed.
The night passed quickly...
Dawn was slowly breaking, yet the room still seemed to sway tumultuously.
"Hero, let’s take a break."
Out of breath, Meng Die finally couldn’t endure any longer.
Fang Zhixing didn’t trouble her further, deciding to call a halt.
He lay down, slowly closing his eyes to rest for a while.
A beam of sunlight fell on Fang Zhixing’s face.
Fang Zhixing was taken aback at first, then furrowed his brow.
"This isn’t right, this bed is located to the west of the window; the morning sun shouldn’t be able to reach here."
Fang Zhixing shivered, abruptly opened his eyes, and then fell silent.
At that moment, he was lying in a civilian house in Yulan County, with no sign of Meng Die beside him.
"The dream has ended, and I’m back..."
Fang Zhixing sighed softly, sitting up.
Suddenly, he looked down at his legs.
Wrapped around his thigh was a piece of clothing—it was Meng Die’s white gauze dress.
"I’ve brought something from the dream into reality..."
The color drained from Fang Zhixing’s face, and he quickly checked his bag.
Fortunately, the bag had also returned with him, with nothing lost.
He quickly calmed down and began to analyze and summarize the information he had.
"Firstly, there’s been a seven-year interval between the two dreams."
"Secondly, the dreams are very likely to be reality; I simply entered the real world in the form of dreams."
Fang Zhixing’s thoughts flowed in his mind, and he was almost certain that the newly formed Restricted Area was affecting time, space, and himself in some indescribable way!
Opon this realization, Fang Zhixing lay back down, closed his eyes, and decided to finish his sleep.
After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.
He was still in the room of the civilian house.
"After entering the dream, this place is the starting point.
Upon awakening from the dream, this place is also where I return."
Fang Zhixing quickly came to a decision, greeted the sunrise and swiftly left Yulan County, heading towards the County.
By now, it was his third time rushing to the County, and he was familiar with the route.
In less than half a day, he had arrived at the County.
Fang Zhixing hurried to the tavern, where he saw the proprietress once again.
"Eh, sir, it’s you again!" The proprietress recognized Fang Zhixing immediately, without any change in her demeanor.
"You remember me?" Fang Zhixing was pleased, feeling that not much time must have passed since his last visit.
The proprietress smiled and said, "Of course, I remember, you were here three days ago, eating and drinking at my place."
Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, feeling that the time confusion in the Restricted Area was diminishing, and everything was stabilizing.