At this moment, an old scene played uncontrollably in his mind. A woman wearing a skull helmet stood in front of him: “My name is Xiao Qi. Nice to team up with you. No matter what prejudices you had against me before, we are in the same trench now, which makes us comrades-in-arms. Once the mission is completed, we can go our separate ways…”
His gaze fell on Tong Xiaoqian’s face, recalling the face he saw before being struck. She looked twenty-four or twenty-five at most. Being so young, how could she possibly have a daughter who was already dating?
It definitely wasn’t her.
Tong Xiaoqian laid out the bedding and gestured with her hand at the gap between the two sleeping mats. “Here is the 38th Parallel. We won’t disturb each other.”
She pulled the quilt over herself. In early June, Long Province was still quite cold at night.
She needed to rest and build up her strength, for opening that door tomorrow would reveal a brand new world.
Lei Yihong looked at Tong Xiaoqian lying beside him and felt a bit awkward. As far back as he could remember, this was the first time he was sleeping alongside another person, and a woman at that.
He tugged his mat a bit further to the side, but the *kang* bed wasn’t big; no matter how much he pulled, they were still relatively close.
He lay down, turning his back to Tong Xiaoqian.
Tong Xiaoqian suddenly remembered something and subconsciously reached for her neck. The familiar touch brought her a tiny bit of joy; the damn heavens were still somewhat loyal after all.
Inside her clothes was a small red satin pouch, about the size of a mahjong tile, embroidered with the character “Kun.” According to Grandma Tong, it was hanging around her neck when she was picked up as a baby, but there was nothing inside it.
She was weak and sickly in her childhood, so Grandma Tong obtained an amulet and placed it inside the pouch.
By chance, she discovered the pouch’s secret—it could hold a vast amount of items, making it an undeniable, all-purpose storage pouch.
Her rented apartment was small, so many things that couldn’t fit, as well as items she feared Fei Niu might chew up, were placed inside the pouch by her.
However, what frustrated her immensely was that while other people got advance warnings before transmigrating, she was brought over like a last-minute raffle draw.
Right now, the items in the pouch were merely what she had previously stored.
And the bulk of it was… dog food and canned dog food…
Bought in bulk during the Double Eleven sale. Who could possibly understand how she felt right now?
Compared to others who had hundreds of billions worth of supplies, she was probably the poorest transmigrated woman of her generation—and she freaking transmigrated with dog food!
If anyone found out, they would laugh their heads off!
Lei Yihong felt that tonight was bound to be a sleepless night. Bafflingly transmigrating into such a strange world was already incomprehensible enough to him, let alone having a woman lying beside him.
Yet he hoped he would fall asleep, and that the moment he opened his eyes tomorrow, he would be back in the real world.
Beside him, Tong Xiaoqian was already breathing evenly.
This woman was truly heartless; she actually fell asleep.
The heartless Tong Xiaoqian even had a dream—fragmented, piecemeal, without a single complete picture.
In her dream, she was still thinking that he was indeed a fool; even receiving signals was slow, and he was frequently out of the service area.
Lei Yihong, who thought he wouldn’t be able to sleep, felt a wave of physical weakness wash over him the moment he lay down. He actually fell asleep as well.
In the middle of his sound sleep, he was awakened by a heavy punch. He sat up with a start and realized that Tong Xiaoqian had crossed the “38th Parallel” and invaded his territory.
Lei Yihong shoved her aside with disgust and kicked Tong Xiaoqian back to her own territory.
Early the next morning, Tong Xiaoqian opened her eyes and stared in a daze for a moment at the newspaper-covered ceiling and the bulb still emitting a dim yellow light.
“Now that you’re awake, get the hell up!”
The sudden voice gave Tong Xiaoqian a fright. Suddenly, she realized that she was straddling the man beside her like an octopus.
Holy crap, in her dream, she was clearly riding Fei Niu!