Zhao Qingge nodded slightly, but Huang Tianxuan said, "Actually, I have discovered one of the prerequisites for entering the dream. It’s regular; if we follow the pattern, we have a high probability of entering the dream!"

"What pattern?"

Li Peifeng’s heart trembled, and he immediately asked. Wu Wenyue and Zhao Qingge also looked at her in surprise.

"It’s related to you."

Huang Tianxuan’s eyes were fixed on Li Peifeng, as if trying to discern something. Seeing the other person’s confused expression, she slowly said, "During this isolation period, the three of us have had three shared dreams with you, which you admitted. In the dream with Wenyue, although you were present, you didn’t admit it, and the way you acted in the dream was indeed quite different. So, it’s only considered a shared dream between me and Wenyue. In total, during these days, the four of us have had four shared dreams..."

Pausing slightly, Huang Tianxuan looked at the other two girls, glancing at them one by one, and asserted, "Recently, I’ve analyzed what we did before the four shared dreams and found a common prerequisite, which is that we had spent considerable time alone with Li Peifeng!"

Sherlock Holmes Huang, are you?

Li Peifeng pretended to hesitate: "Oh? Really?"

Huang Tianxuan nodded: "Yes, the first to enter the dream was Wenyue. Wenyue, do you remember what happened before you fell asleep that night?"

Wu Wenyue fell into thought: "I think I argued with him that day..."

"Right, you two had an argument and even got physical." Huang Tianxuan supplemented, "Then he took you to the attic, and you talked for a long time. That night, you entered the dream." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Then Huang Tianxuan looked at Zhao Qingge: "The second one to enter the dream was Professor Qingge. That day, Li Peifeng visited your bedroom to discuss a topic, and you two talked alone for a long time."

Zhao Qingge frowned and nodded, looking at Li Peifeng with increasingly wary eyes.

No need for [Hearts as One], Li knew what the elder was thinking!

Either way, it was all about what kind of sorcery this unworthy disciple used to manipulate people’s dreams or seize their chastity...

Li Peifeng inwardly gave a bitter smile, while Huang Tianxuan continued: "The third time was myself. It should have been on the 11th, when he returned with supplies and used chatting as an excuse to take me to the attic, where we talked for more than an hour. That night, I dreamt with him."

This time, not only Zhao Qingge but also Wu Wenyue looked at Li Peifeng with dangerous eyes...

"No, there’s another time. Didn’t you and Wenyue have a dream during a nap together?" Li Peifeng calmly stated, "Was that also related to me? Did the three of us have lengthy private interactions? I don’t think so. Your theory seems too far-fetched."

Huang Tianxuan shook her head: "Although the three of us didn’t stay in the same room for a long time that day, Wenyue and I were sleeping in your room when we entered the dream and covered ourselves with your bedding, so it was related to you."

Li Peifeng shook his head repeatedly: "Far-fetched, very far-fetched. By the way, you should try sleeping in my bedroom with her afterward and see if you can dream again with Wenyue..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed a slight flicker in Huang Tianxuan’s eyes and raised his voice: "You didn’t actually try it, did you?"

"What are you yelling about?" Wu Wenyue raised her eyebrows but seemed puzzled: "The night before last, Sister Tianxuan did come to my bedroom to sleep with me, but there was no dream."

Huang Tianxuan said, "That might be because in recent days, Peifeng has been focused on writing and seldom comes downstairs, reducing our interactions with him, so even sleeping in his room doesn’t work."

"You’ve given an explanation for everything," Li Peifeng noticed she hadn’t grasped more clues to determine whether he controlled the dream and felt relieved.

Fortunately, the scent of [Breath of the Nether Sea] was unique, and once smelled, it was forgotten, preventing others from associating the dream with the fragrance on his body. Otherwise, Li Peifeng really had no way to explain.

"But Sister Tianxuan, you are right; dreaming does seem related to me somehow." Li Peifeng chuckled, "Too bad I can’t control it, or I’d dream every day, never lacking creative inspiration..."

The three women either laughed humorously, teased, or stayed silent in thought.

After this incident, Li Peifeng made up his mind that unless it was an emergency, he would never use [Breath of the Nether Sea] again.

The perfume had already been half-used from both drinking and applying; the remaining half must be saved for times when he was severely blocked in writing.

Even if used for building emotional connections, it was all just an endless butterfly dream, dreamscapes like flowers in the mirror and moon in the water...

"I’m going to pack my bags. I’m moving out tomorrow. Better to pack early to avoid scrambling then."

After saying this, Huang Tianxuan turned and entered her bedroom.

Li Peifeng looked at Wu Wenyue, who was busy instructing her colleagues in the studio via WeChat on her phone.

Then he turned to Zhao Qingge, standing steadily by the window: "Aren’t you going to pack up?"

Old Zhao didn’t turn his head, looking downstairs and said softly, "I already packed last night."

Li Peifeng took a bite of the apple in his hand and stood beside his mentor, enjoying the snow scene together.

After a moment, Zhao Qingge spoke softly, "Today is the winter solstice. We’ll be released tomorrow. Let’s make dumplings tonight."

Dumplings on the car, noodles off the car.

Fates gather and part in time.

Li Peifeng had long anticipated the day when the three girls would leave after the release. He wasn’t worried about Wu Wenyue; she wouldn’t go far. Huang Tianxuan would return eventually, but Old Zhao... once gone, might grow ever more distant from him!

"Let’s make them."

Zhao Qingge said with some poignancy, but in the end, he just lightly sighed: "It’s just that I don’t know if there is any white flour at home."

"There is," Wu Wenyue didn’t lift her head, "but you’ll have to make them. I don’t know how."

Li Peifeng was surprised: "You don’t know how to knead the dough or roll out the wrappers or make dumplings?"

"No, each one I make leaks."

"Mentor?"

Zhao Qingge glanced at him: "I can learn."

Her emotional intelligence is quite high, but it’s useless!

With his last hope, Li Peifeng shouted to Huang Tianxuan: "Tianxuan, do you know how to..."

"No!"

Three charming vases who don’t know how to make dumplings!!

Li Peifeng remained silent for two seconds and then suggested: "How about we just don’t eat them?"