The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast Chapter 1401: She Took Responsibility for This Matter

The ghost talked to her about several dreams again.

Little Taotie, like a fan of gossip, listened to one after another, still wanting more.

"You’re like a storybook; I love hearing you talk about those dreams." Little Taotie finished her soda, rested her chin on her hands, and looked out the window as they were approaching the hotel.

Tomorrow and the day after are the ti to test the revenue, all the guests will stay in the hotel, they can watch the store’s situation through the monitors, but cannot go to the store.

"I really enjoy entering those dreams; sotis I can even beco a character within them. The drears can see and talk to ."

"They can even talk to you?" Little Taotie was a bit surprised.

"But I can’t change the dreams, especially those past dreams of real events that were tragic. I want to help them, to change those miserable pasts, but in the end, everything in the dream only becos worse because of my interference."

"It sounds very helpless." Little Taotie sighed in an old-fashioned way with her childish voice.

"Yes, it’s very helpless. Gradually, I beca numb as well. When I enter those dreams, I quietly beco an observer, watching all the things that make the drear unable to let go, but unable to change anything."

Little Taotie got out of the car and returned to her room. The ghost always followed her, but this ti Little Taotie didn’t chase her away and let her follow.

When others were around, Little Taotie and the ghost would talk while wearing a mask or covering their mouths with their hands or speaking in a whisper.

Now there were only Little Taotie and the ghost in the room. Little Taotie took off her mask and spoke loudly, "I always have dreams, dreams that I can’t tell if they’re real or not. I find those dreams very real, but I also know they’re fake, illusions."

"You feel they’re real; maybe they’re your past. Why do you feel they’re illusions then?"

Little Taotie tilted her head, eyes full of confusion: "I feel the dreams are very real, even like my own past, but then I feel they can’t be possible. Those dreams are too bizarre and strange, they’re not things that ever happened to , the dreams have gods, Heaven, demons, fierce beasts..."

Little Taotie sighed, "It’s like a fantasy movie, how could it be real? But it feels so real, it’s very contradictory."

The ghost thought for a mont and said, "mories from the past turning into dreams are usually gray bubbles, like flashbacks in movies covered with a gray filter. I can stay by your side and observe your dream bubbles, then tell you what color they are when you wake up."

Little Taotie’s eyes sparkled, her childish voice filled with joy: "Oh right, you can see the dream bubbles, you can help distinguish between the real and the fake dreams!"

The ghost also felt happy that she could help Little Taotie, showing a smile, with deep dimples on her disfigured face.

Little Taotie: "Sister, you must have been soone who looked really nice when you smiled before you died, your dimples are so deep."

"I don’t rember the past, but I think I must have been a smiley person."

"Sister, don’t worry, I’ll definitely help you find out about the past!"

To repay her sister for helping her see the dream bubbles, Little Taotie patted her chest and took on this responsibility.

She believed that Head Grandpa would surely be able to find it.

If Head Grandpa couldn’t find it, she would ask Little Braids for help.