In fact, Zhang Zian couldn't think of what Zhuang Xiaodie had to ask. His memory had probably been turned upside down by her, including some deep memories that even he himself had forgotten or was unwilling to remember. She knew what he knew, and she also knew what he didn't know. What was there to ask?
He wanted to ask her about the movies that he had watched and thought were artistic and thought-provoking. Now, he wanted to review them but had forgotten the specific titles ...
She didn't ask immediately, but paced around the cliff slowly, as if thinking about how to ask.
Zhang Zian really wanted to return to the real world as soon as possible, even if it was to sleep in the real world, but he didn't dare to rush her, so he could only wait patiently.
Waiting wasn't a big deal. Time passed at her will in the dream. Even if she waited for a hundred years in the dream, it might just be a snap of her fingers in the real world.