Chapter 3: The Strange World (1)

  Canghai Dream passed the critical period and was transferred from ICU to a VIP ward a week later. When she was lying on the "bed" being pushed into the VIP ward, she was stunned again. The movable "bed" was like a magic trick. As they entered the ward, the TV was showing a beauty pageant. The contestants were wearing bikinis and just as Canghai Dream's gaze fell on the screen, she knew that this world was open-minded, but seeing the beauties wearing so little, she was still deeply shocked. However, her face remained calm and composed as she said: "In broad daylight, how dare you be so obscene!" Then three pairs of eyes turned to her, and she touched her hair awkwardly, saying: "It's been too long since I've paid attention, suddenly appearing in my line of sight, it's a bit hard to accept."

  Canghai Xiong and Canghai Jun looked at Canghai Meng with a smile, while Jing Tianyou looked at Canghai Meng with a thoughtful expression.

  Night falls, Canghai Meng looks out the window with a sideways glance, at the flickering neon lights, she feels a little bewildered and afraid. Can I really blend in here?

  "What is Dream thinking about?" Canghai Jun asked, looking at Canghai Meng who was gazing outside.

  "Things change so quickly."

  "Right, otherwise there wouldn't be the saying 'the only constant in the world is change'."

  "What was once for now has become history; what is now for the future will also become history."

  "What's wrong? Why has our Meng'er become so sentimental?" Cang Hai Jun gently rubbed Cang Hai Meng's hair, asking with a smile.

  "Brother, you say, do you believe in reincarnation, that there's a past life, this life and the next life?"

  "Believe it and you'll have it, don't believe it and you won't. Alright, stop thinking so much. I'll tell you a story instead?"

  "Save those stories for fooling ignorant women and children."

  "Dream, little dream." Canghai Jun looked at the suddenly aged Dream with some surprise. This girl used to love clinging to him and asking him to tell her stories, didn't she?

  "Well then, tell me about our past and present history." Meng'er saw that Cang Hai Jun looked a bit dazed, so she thought maybe she had acted a bit strangely, and simply said this offhand.

  "How did you suddenly become interested in history?"

  "Does it make sense?"

  "Alright, alright, I'll talk."

  "Where do you want to start from?"

  "The most primitive beginning. The rise and fall of each dynasty."

  Canghai Jun looked at his sister helplessly, but who made him spoil her so much that he had to start talking. Meng'er looked at the thing in Canghai Jun's hand and the information she got was - a mobile phone. In this era, there are many high-tech products such as mobile phones, computers, TVs, etc. Meng'er withdrew her gaze, thinking that she still needs to slowly get used to these modern things.

  Before long, in the ward, came the low voice of Cang Hai Jun, narrating in detail the various historical dynasties of ancient China.

  The strong man outside the door, looking through the window at the weak little person on the bed, felt a heartache he had never felt before. But facing her enthusiasm for history, he was perplexed.

  She heard from the Five Emperors Huang Di, Yan Di, Shao, Yu, and Tang of Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Qin unified, but never heard of her holy dynasty. Is it an empty historical dynasty for today? But I really lived in that real life! Accompanied by the sound of Canghai's voice, Canghai Meng fell into a deep sleep again.

  "Oh, my poor miss!"

  "Shh, tell Nanny not to make a fuss! Miss is still sleeping!"

  "Zhang Jie, Meng Er's mouth is so reckless, don't take offense!"

  "Old master laughed and said, Zhang sister is the young lady's 'nanny', the young lady didn't say anything wrong!" Canghai Meng opened her eyes to hear this sentence. Then she looked at the person who spoke, an old woman in her sixties, sitting in front of her bed, holding her hand, looking at her with a loving face. Her brain reacted, Zhang sister. The old servant of the Canghai family, never married, taking good care of every member of the Canghai family.

  "Zhang Jie, you're here! Meng'er has been naughty again and is giving you a headache!"

  "Miss said that taking care of you and young master is Zhang sister's blessing." She said, pouring the brought 'chicken' soup into a bowl, feeding Canghai Dream mouthful by mouthful.

  "Ah, still Zhang sister's craftsmanship is good, should be rewarded." Canghai Meng smiled sweetly at Zhang sister again.

  Zhang sister looked a bit surprised. Although it's said that Canghai Meng didn't have any major flaws, after all, she was spoiled by her father and older brother, which gave off an impression of being somewhat willful to outsiders. But now, surprisingly, this feeling is gone. Perhaps, Miss has turned misfortune into good fortune.

  "What's going on?" Cang Hai Jun asked in confusion.

  "Oh, it's time for overtime pay! Hehe!"

  "Miss, don't say that. You liking to eat is the greatest reward for me." The old lady was easily moved, and a few words from Canghai Meng had already won back Zhang Jie's heart. "In the future, miss, don't be so careless with yourself, girls are all afraid of pain, you must have been in a lot of pain." Zhang Jie put down her bowl and gently stroked Canghai Meng's head.

  "It's nothing. This little pain, Meng'er can bear it, as long as Big Brother Qing Tian is fine." Cang Hai Meng didn't forget that he was taking the bullet for someone, thinking to himself that next time he should fight more for his own benefits.

  When they heard Canghai Meng say that, everyone felt sorry for her being so considerate. They didn't notice that she had changed from calling him "Yu Gege" to "Qing Tian Da Ge", except for the one who was always by his side and remained silent.

  Canghai Meng stayed in the hospital for almost a month and then was discharged and went home.

  When she saw that the vehicle was a car, she finally felt some of what Grandpa meant by "the era of technological progress". As she sat in the car and watched the high-rise buildings recede into the distance, she had a dreamlike feeling. She didn't know how long they'd been driving when the car stopped, and Cang Hai Jun helped her out.

  The large gate slowly opened, and in the eyes of the dreamer, a white gravel path appeared, leading to a three-story villa at the end. As I walked in, both sides of the road were neatly planted with various flowers and grasses. On the right-hand side, there was a pond with tender lotus leaves floating on the rippling water. Under a tall camphor tree on the left-hand side, a swing was placed.

  "Yi'er, it's only been a little over a month since you didn't come home, how is it like you don't recognize your own home?" Jing Tianyou saw Canghai Meng stop in her tracks, looking at the scenery around her.

  "Yes, it feels unfamiliar." Canghai Meng didn't fail to hear the implication in Jing Tianyou's words, she just didn't want to respond.

  "Isn't it time to go back now? Alright, hurry up and get inside, don't tire yourself out." Cang Hai Jun said as he half-supported and half-pulled Cang Hai Meng towards the house. When Meng'er's hand touched her brother's, she stiffened for a moment. Although they were siblings, there was still a distinction between male and female after all. However, her mind quickly reflected on their past interactions, so her tense body relaxed slightly.

  She walked in, and it was as if she had returned to the palace of the Sheng Yue dynasty. The only difference was that this place was more vibrant and sunnier. The white space, wooden floor, comfortable fabric sofa, antique chandelier, and white curtains fluttered with the wind. However, what was special was that on the south wall, there were numerous photos stuck to it.

  She walked over, all of them were photos of the Canghai family, and most of them were still photos of Canghai Meng: school, travel, party, leisure, each with a different background, but the same was that the girl's smile on every photo was so radiant.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Her?" Meng'er's gaze lingered on a painting of a delicate young woman holding an adorable baby, and her heart felt a pang. It hadn't been long since her mother passed away, but for some reason, she couldn't remember her face clearly anymore, only recalling that her eyes were as gentle as those of the woman in the painting.

  "How could Meng Er not even recognize her own mother?" Cang Hai Jun patted Cang Hai Meng's head.

  "I miss her!" Meng'er knew that saying this would cause a misunderstanding with Canghai Jun, but she still expressed the thoughts in her heart at this moment - her longing for her mother!

  The hand that had been lingering on her head, not yet taking it away, became somewhat heavy after hearing her words. Standing for several minutes, Canghai Jun's voice revealed a hint of sadness: "Alright, go back to your room and rest. The doctor said you need to get plenty of rest." As he spoke, he supported Canghai Meng and headed upstairs, not forgetting to instruct Zhang Jie to tidy up Canghai Meng's belongings.