"Water... Water, thirst ... Drink water"

A confused and weak cry suddenly came from the silent and dark room, and a thin hand reached out from the darkness, groping on the bedside table, knocking over two cups in succession, and finally grabbed the kettle directly, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

Knock, knock, a hearty drinking sound sounded. Through the moonlight outside the window, a young man could be vaguely seen, sitting with his back against a pillow, holding a water bottle that had almost been drunk.

Bang, the light in the room was turned on, and a boy about 20 years old was sitting on the bed. The dazzling light made him close his eyes slightly, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, looked around the room, and muttered to himself, "I'm dreaming again, why do you keep dreaming about things when you're studying lately?"

"Today's dream is so strange, how can it feel clearer and more real than the previous dream. ”

"Looking at the furnishings in this room, it should be the third year of high school, but I don't know if it's that day?"

"My head hurts, it's so hot, what's wrong, how do you dream and still dream that you have a fever? This temperature is too real. The young boy touched his hot forehead and continued to mutter, "Cold and fever, won't this dream scene be ......?"

After speaking, he turned over the thin blanket on his body, turned around and got out of bed, put on half-new plastic slippers, opened the door of the room, walked to the living room, turned on the ceiling light in the living room, and looked at the black and white photos of a pair of middle-aged men and women hanging on the wall, his eyes were red, and his heart ached inexplicably.

Holding back the tears that were swaying in his eyes, he turned to look at the wall clock on the other side, the ticking hands pointing to 12:15, and the date below was: Friday, March 19, 2004.

"I really dreamed of my 20th birthday, no, I should say it was yesterday's 20th birthday, March 18, 2004. ”

"The saddest birthday of my Chu Qiankun in this life, the loneliest birthday, the loss of my parents, a high fever of 39.9 degrees, a lonely birthday. ”

"Mom, Dad, are you so extravagant to see you again? I can't see you in a dream, why can't this dream be three months earlier? Can't let me relive the joy of family again? Can't I listen to your care and nagging again?"

When you are here, no matter how rebellious, how ignorant, or how tempered I am, you will tolerate and accommodate me, and then continue to love me, and your favor has made me a habit. ”

"Until I lost you, lost your tolerance, lost your accommodation, and lost your love. Only then did I know how great and selfless those fatherly and maternal loves were. ”

"Do you know that it is so painful for a son to want to raise and not to be treated?"

Constantly muttering words that only he could hear, Chu Qiankun sat weakly on the sofa in the living room.

Chu Qiankun knew in his heart that it was because of the premature loss of his parents that he had an extreme personality, became a little introverted and autistic, and was out of place in society, making it difficult to get along and communicate with others. Until he was thirty-eight years old, he was still lonely and alone, really young and helpless, and he had nothing to support in his old age. What a painful realization......

Chu Qiankun, who was sitting on the sofa, found that this dream today was really strange, after so long, he hadn't woken up yet, and it was still such a clear dream.

Chu Qiankun patted the sofa on his hand, stood up abruptly, and said in a slightly tragic voice: "Thank God for giving me a super long dream, let me stay for a while, then go out for a walk, blow the lake breeze, and see the old city that once was!"

Chu Qiankun, who was wearing a pair of cropped pants and a beige T-shirt, walked out of the gate of the community, looking at the slightly unfamiliar and dilapidated community gate that had not yet been rebuilt, and looking at the street outside that was both strange and familiar.

Like the old streets in memory, there are no colorful neon lights, and the streets under the dim street lamps seem bright but dark, and occasionally there are one or two light bulbs that are not in good contact, and they make a sound from time to time.

At 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, there were no pedestrians on the road, and occasionally a taxi would drive slowly on the empty road, and the night driver was looking for a late-night taxi business.

Walking on the zebra crossing, looking at the intersection illuminated by bright street lights, Chu Qiankun suddenly stood in the center, closed his eyes, opened his arms, and felt the flow of hot wind, and the noise and ground vibration from the vehicles in the distance.

It was when Chu Qiankun was thinking about his high school life and feeling the dangerous excitement in his dreams. Beep, beep, a sharp horn, the sound of emergency braking tires and the ground sharply rubbed.

"Bang" Chu Qiankun was hit by a car that came at a gallop and failed to brake in time, although the impact force was not large, he did not fly far. But this trick of "butt backwards flat sand and goose style" still made his butt extremely painful.

Finally braked and stopped, the door of the cab opened, and an obese middle-aged uncle about forty years old walked out scolding. looked at Chu Qiankun, who was sitting motionless on the road, his eyes were in a daze, and scolded with a mouthful of wine: "Pretend to be dead, get up quickly if you don't die, you are in a hurry to reincarnate." ”

"Standing in the middle of the road in the middle of the night, you think this road is opened by your family. ”

"You want to find death, don't pull Lao Tzu on TM, it's really bad luck. Phew, bah, ......" The Mercedes-Benz driver, who had just been scared and sobered up, scolded with a foul mouth, and did not notice Chu Qiankun's abnormality at all.

Maybe it was the Mercedes-Benz driver's swear words that were too harsh, or his mouth full of wine was too stinky, Chu Qiankun glanced up at him, this time there was confusion, surprise, and surprise, and then the corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed softly.

At this glance, the half-drunk and half-awake Mercedes-Benz driver was confused for a while;

"Why are you so happy to be hit, is it because you have met porcelain? ”

As soon as he thought of touching porcelain in the middle of the night, the remaining half of the half-awake driver was instantly sober, looked around nervously, and said, "It won't be a robbery." As he spoke, he unconsciously stepped back, leaving Chu Qiankun far away, as if he was afraid that he would jump up and hurt people.

Chu Qiankun stood up, patted his somewhat numb buttocks, and said lightly to the Mercedes-Benz driver who was slowly retreating towards the car: "You go!"

"Ah!" Chu Qiankun's words made the moving Mercedes-Benz driver stop, looked at him suspiciously, his mouth opened slightly, he felt unbelievable, and asked with a slight trembling: "You don't rob anymore?"

Chu Qiankun was so angry by his words that he stopped patting his dusty hand, pulled down his face, and said solemnly: "If you don't leave, I will loot your things again, and then beat you again." Although he is younger than the other party, he is obviously much taller and stronger than the other party.

Looking at the tall and strong Chu Qiankun, and then looking at his five-short figure, thinking about his kidney deficiency physique, the Mercedes-Benz driver didn't say a word, turned around and ran to his car, closed the door and drove, and galloped away.

Looking at the taillights in the distance, Chu Qiankun slowly walked back to the sidewalk, unconsciously came to the lakeside observation deck in Shancheng Square, stood on the lakeside steps at the very edge, and looked at the quiet and gentle, level like a mirror lake by the light.

"Unexpectedly, this is not a dream, I am reborn. ”

"No wonder today's dream is so real and so long. ”

"If I hadn't been hit by this car, I would have thought I was still in a dream?"

"Rebirth, I always thought it was a lewd episode in online novels, but I didn't expect such a fantasy thing to really happen to me. ”

"Haha, I'm reborn, I'm reborn. Haha......" Chu Qiankun suppressed his voice and shouted, as if crying and laughing, and a line of tears slipped from his eyes in the low laughter.

"Thief God, if you can reincarnate me, why don't you let me reincarnate three months ago and let me stop that car accident. It doesn't take much, even if it's just a few minutes earlier, why can't you let me have a happy and warm home?~~"

Emotions are constantly alternating in excitement, joy and sadness, if it weren't for a trace of reason, Chu Qiankun would definitely shout loudly at the deserted square and calm lake.

This calmness made him doubt and tangle his rebirth, he was afraid that it was all just his own hysteria, that it was a dream within a dream.