Xiao Zhan felt his temples throbbing, he was sure that at any moment his head would explode, it was so fucking painful that he couldn't help but gasp at how unbearable it was. His eyes were closed while his face was pale and with an expression that showed deep pain and discomfort. Groaning from the pain that grew more and more unbearable, he writhed on the soft surface he was lying on.

Many fragments of events that he could not identify struck his mind, there were many faces, things and places that he had never seen in that strange dream that caused him so much pain. Xiao Zhan just wanted it to stop hurting and as if the gods had heard him, all damage subsided and he was able to fall into a deep and peaceful sleep.

Xiao Zhan's eyelashes trembled when he felt a gentle heat on his face, it was not annoying, on the contrary, it was very pleasant, a slight smile appeared on his lips and he continued to sleep. After all, today is his day off. What if he sleeps a few more hours? Every day having to wake up at five in the morning to be ready and get to his duties at seven was very exhausting, today he deserves to sleep more. Good thing he turned off the alarm last night.

Everything was silent and Xiao Zhan continued to sleep so peacefully until ...

"Wake up lazy!" a scream that resounded everywhere causing his poor heart to almost stop and Xiao Zhan to jump falling to the floor from fright. The door was flung open and a young man entered, Xiao Zhan had to blink a few times before pushing away all the sleepiness and clearly seeing the boy's face "Do you not listen when I speak to you? I told you to go to sleep early. today we will leave to Gusu Lan! " scold the teenager "And now because of you, obviously, we will lose face by being late!"

Xiao Zhan looked, from the ground where he was still sitting, at the teenager who disturbed his beloved and peaceful sleep. He stared at him very steadily, his mind still confused from being woken up so suddenly. That face, that voice... What was Wang Zhuo Cheng doing in his apartment? Why was he yelling so much? What? Gusu Lan? To be late?

He blinked confusedly as he observed his friend with precision, who knows how he got into his house, what was he wearing? white clothes and wearing a wig? Did they have to film something and he forgot?

Impossible.

His schedule was already settled and he would have his well-deserved vacation, he himself asked the manager about twenty times before leaving the company yesterday and the manager just laughed as they went to the garage to go to his apart... Wait a minute.

Xiao Zhan does not remember coming home, he does not remember having a shower or changing clothes, or turning off his alarm, he does not even remember going to bed. The same pain he'd felt earlier returned, his temples throbbing. Maybe he was so tired that he doesn't remember or he might have fallen asleep in the car.

Yes, that's what happened. He attempted to convince himself.

And how does he explain that Zhuo Cheng is dressed with the same costume of 'Jiang Cheng' from Chen Qing Ling?

Are they filming something related to The Untamed and he fell asleep, and therefore his vacation hasn't come yet?

No.

A year ago, the recordings had already finished, the fanmeeting and other related things had also finished already. The entire The Untamed era had already ended months ago. But there was no explanation for why Zhuo Cheng is here and he seemed very angry ... Xiao Zhan looked around ... his eyes widened.

He was not in his modern and beloved room!

His eyes roamed the entire room and his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. It was identical to the recording set they used for The Untamed! But much bigger and messy, very, very messy. It seemed that a tornado had passed and left an irreparable disaster.

"Can you tell me why the hell you're not responding and you're sitting there looking more stupid than you normally do?" the young man scold again impatiently.

"Zhuo Cheng... Where are the cameras? And the director?" Xiao Zhan asked with a pale face and an expression of pure horror "Why don't I see any? Have they rebuilt the set and want to make it more realistic?"

"..."

"..." Xiao Zhan looked at him anxiously.

"Camer... what? What are you talking about, idiot? I was sure your brain was going to melt with so much Emperor Smile you stupid! Be ready or Jie and I will leave you here!" He shouted the last thing, leaving the room, closing the door with the same rudeness that he used when he entered.

"..." Xiao Zhan was blank

What's going on?

He looked around, seeing the same thing over and over again, not really believing that this is real. Because obviously it isn't. Are his friends playing a prank on him? He knew it was very common among them, but would they did really try so hard? They were too busy to organize all of this and in such a short time, plus Zhuo Cheng is out of the country for a movie being made in Korea. It was impossible for him to quit his job and travel to China just to play a prank on him!

Is it a dream?

Yes! He must be dreaming and he just has to ... Ouch! Pinching hurt like shit.

Oh no ... he pinched his arm again, it hurt the same, he did it again and it was the same result. He gasped in terror, standing up suddenly, a strong dizziness thrashed him and he could only sit on the bed while he calmed down.

A fragment of a memory hit his mind suddenly ... it was when he was looking at the comments of his fans ... he had felt sleepy and he had leaned against the window and ...

That is impossible, it is not true. It is not. It's just a weird-you-can-feel-pain dream from which you'll soon wake up. Yes, that's it, and then you'll have your well-deserved vacation.

Xiao Zhan didn't die, no. It's just a game of his mind.

Hahahaha who would imagine...

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