Chapter 8
One Year Dead, I Decide to Visit My Boyfriend in a Dream Chatper 08
The next day, I went to find the Dream Keeper.
The Dream Keeper took my Heaven Coins and asked. “Finally came to your senses?”
“Thanks to you.”
With that, I pulled a new toy out of my bag and handed it to him. “For you.”
At the sight of it, the Dream Keeper’s already dark face turned even darker.
“What am I, a man, gonna do with that? Disgusting. Take it away, now!”
“What? It’s our bestseller.”
I frowned, pressed the button, and the thing in my hand began to twist and vibrate.
Before he could react, I poked him on the shoulder with it. He yelped. “It’s a massage gun. Not bad, right?”
The Dream Keeper rolled his shoulder. “Not bad.”
“Of course. I’ll give you a discount if you want more.”
The Dream Keeper scowled. “Get out of here. Go see your man. You’re annoying just looking at you.”
I hadn’t seen Ryan in so long that I stood a few steps away from him, feeling a little nervous.
I was afraid he’d scold me for staying away so long.
I hesitated and didn’t dare come forward.
“Aren’t you coming?”
Ryan opened his arms.
I rushed into his embrace like a little firecracker. “I’m sorry.”
He kissed the top of my head and sighed. “It’s good that you’re back.”
Other relationships cost money. Mine cost Heaven Coins.
I had to keep Ryan sending large amounts of supplies to cover the high cost of our relationship.
“I spend a fortune buying you things, and you keep all the profits. This is a zero-cost business for you.”
Ryan finally noticed something was wrong and narrowed his eyes at me.
“But I… I let you see me!” I wrapped around him like a snake, forcing a smile.
“I still think I’m getting ripped off. I bought so many things, didn’t use any of them, and just kept spending money.”
“Then what do you want to do?” I really had no idea what a dead person could do.
Ryan looked at me. “No more reports from now on. Just bring the toys I send you to me next time.”
I stared, confused.
Ryan lowered his head and whispered in a tempting voice. “So you can feel good in my dreams too.”
I’d been in a good mood lately.
The Dream Keeper was also in a good mood.
When I came to see Ryan, I actually saw this old man fixing his hair.
“You didn’t find a new partner in the Heaven community, did you?”
“Nonsense.”
The Dream Keeper glared at me. “I’m loyal to my wife, thank you.”
He.
Before I could ask, the Dream Keeper leaned over and whispered mysteriously.
“I saved enough money. I’m going to see my son next Tuesday.”
After being dead for so many years, the Dream Keeper was finally going to see his son. No wonder he was happy.
“Why next Tuesday?”
“It’s an auspicious day. I asked Master Xu.”
Master Xu ran a fortune-telling shop in our Heaven community. He had also been a fortune-teller when alive.
He’d reportedly fallen into a river and drowned while walking at night.
I didn’t believe in that stuff, so I just congratulated him and went into Ryan’s dream.
But I kept thinking about the Dream Keeper seeing his son next week and felt a little distracted.
“What are you thinking about?”
Ryan noticed I looked off and asked.
“Do you remember the boy I saved?”
At the mention of this, Ryan’s face darkened.
But he still nodded. “I remember.”
“He… he seems to be my ghost friend’s son.”
