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Chapter 365 It’s snowing

Suddenly, a powerful force swallowed Liu Yuan into a dark and narrow hole.

He could feel something soft and elastic all around him, and his intuition told him that he was being devoured by the monster. His body seemed to be tightly bound, unable to move, and he could only let this force control him.

As time passed, Liu Yuan began to feel extremely uncomfortable and had a strong sense of suffocation.

His body began to sweat, and the sweat poured out like streams, soaking his pajamas and bedding.

This discomfort was unbearable for him, but he couldn't get rid of it.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, as if every breath took a huge effort.

He tried to break free from this horrible dream, but no matter how hard he tried, it was of no use.

Finally, in endless terror, Liu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, gasped, and struggled desperately.

He found that he had returned to the real world from the dream, but the feeling of fear still lingered in his heart.

It was almost dawn, the sky in the east was turning pale, and the darkness was gradually fading away, but Liu Yuan was no longer sleepy at all.

He lay on the bed, his mind racing. Recalling the nightmarish dream he had just had, his heart filled with uneasiness and confusion.

Is this dream really just an ordinary dream?

Or is there some kind of foreshadowing behind it, meaning that something important is about to happen?

Liu Yuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He began to carefully recall every detail of his dream, trying to find some clues or hints.

That mysterious voice, those flickering lights in my dreams, and that ancient building...

These elements seemed to have special meanings, but he couldn't understand them for the time being.

Perhaps this dream was a warning from his subconscious mind, or a premonition of the future.

But no matter what, Liu Yuan decided not to ignore the warning brought by this dream.

He believes that as long as he remains vigilant and is mentally prepared, he will be able to deal with any unexpected situation that may arise.

I'm going to Jiang Molan's house to visit her parents today, but why do I feel a little uneasy?

Liu Yuan lay down for a while, then got up, washed, and went out for morning exercise as usual.

"Oh my god, it's snowing?!"

After the first snow, Nanhang was covered in silver from halfway up the mountain.

At this time, the originally lush forests were covered with snow, and only the delicate flowers were shivering in the cold wind, giving people a different kind of beauty.

When talking about Nanhang, many people may think that it doesn't snow here, but in fact, it snows in Nanhang every year.

Moreover, this is not limited to mountainous areas with higher altitudes such as Qiandao Lake, but snowflakes may fall anywhere above halfway up the mountain.

Of course, in most cases, what falls in Nanhang is "sleet" or "snow seeds", so even after one night, it is difficult to see large areas of snow the next day.

However, this year, due to the influence of the "ice rain" phenomenon in many parts of the country, Nanhang also encountered similar weather for several consecutive days.

Liu Yuan has always lived near the mountainside, and his daily life is like that in the army, with several kilometers of training being a compulsory activity.

After confirming that the weather had turned cloudy after the sleet, Liu Yuan went for a walk in the forest park behind the community.

The road surface has not been cleared yet, and water droplets are constantly falling from the green belts and rooftops nearby, and a considerable amount of ice-like snow is still melting.

Liu Yuan jogged along the road and arrived at Wangshan Pavilion and Wangchen Pavilion respectively.

One is on the mountainside and the other is on the top of the mountain. The scenery after the wind and snow is different in each place.

The park's winding mountain road twists and turns like a giant python entwined in the mountains.

Liu Yuan was standing on the top of the mountain at this moment, and he could clearly see that the snow in front of him was not actually snowflakes, but tiny ice beads.

Liu Yuan could feel that the temperature had dropped sharply, more than ten degrees lower than usual, bringing a biting feeling of damp cold. Fortunately, Liu Yuan was full of youthful vigor during the training.