In the room, the curtains tightly blocked the moonlight outside, no light came through, the lights were not turned on, it was pitch black, and there was no sound.

I listened to my own heartbeat, my eyes were wide open, staring at the roof, without blinking, two arms and one leg were straight, one calf pressed under my body, and I didn't have to think about it to know that the whole person must look like a lame "big" word, awkward and ridiculous.

An hour, two hours passed, and I remained motionless, lying in bed like a corpse, no, maybe I would soon be a real corpse. What is life? Maybe it's just a soap bubble blown out by the gods in the sky when they are having fun, and they accidentally fall into the mortal world, and when we see it, we mistakenly think that the colorful colors it reflects are the colors of life, but in fact it is just a trick played by light, a fragile phantom. Who am I? Am I Shen Weilan? Perhaps, I am not me, just a shell borrowed by some soul, otherwise how could there be such a real sense of separation? There seems to be a stick stirring in my stomach, and my eyelids are heavy.

"Shen Weilan, Shen Weilan?" a voice seemed to call me.

I didn't want to speak, so I didn't move.

"Shen Weilan, Shen Weilan?" the voice called again.

"Who are you?" I was impatient and weak.

"I'm you. She said.

"Who? Who are you? You are me, so who am I?" I was a little confused.

"Yes, I am you, you are you, we are all you. Her words were like tongue twisters.

"We're all me, I'm two mes, so what's the difference between you and me?" I asked.

"We look the same, we sound the same, nothing different. She said flatly, with a smile in her voice.

"Why do I exist when they're all the same?"

"It's because we're all the same, so we both have to exist. ”

"I don't understand, your words are too hard to understand. ”

"I am you, you are me, without you, I would not have this. ”

"Then you can find another body, I want to rest, for a long time....... "I really don't have the strength, so sleepy, sleepy."

"Shen Weilan, Shen Weilan, you haven't said goodbye yet......" Her voice became farther and farther away.

I hate goodbye the most, I thought to myself.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, how are you?" another voice sounded, like a mother's.

"Xiaolan, you are so stupid! how can you ....." the mother cried.

What's going on, it's so strange today, it's so hard to take a break.

"Xiaolan, you can't do this, how can you throw me down by yourself? How old are you, how do you tell me to live?!" The mother's voice was full of sad despair and desolation.

I'm just going to sleep, Mom, why are you crying? I said in my heart, but my mouth couldn't move.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, Xiaolan!" a man's voice was also crying, like a strong son.

Didn't he want to strangle me? Didn't he slam the door and leave? Why did he cry, how did he come back, since he was there, I should continue to sleep, I really don't want to meet. However, when I closed my eyes, it became clearer, and I seemed to see those fierce and ruthless eyes again, which were hatred and hatred, and I couldn't tell the difference, but it was definitely not love. My neck was still aching, but those familiar hands seemed to be still clenching my neck viciously, making me breathless. On the ground, there are still the corpses of the remaining mobile phones. It was as if I saw my heart being cut open, and the opening was very large, and the blood gushed out, which was a little terrifying. The feeling of fear made me tremble a little, and my whole body began to convulse.

"Doctor, come and save her, save my daughter!" the mother's voice trembled.

The sound of footsteps is so noisy! I'm so tired. Suddenly, a tube was inserted into the stomach, cold as a sharp dagger. It was so nauseous that I wanted to vomit, it was so uncomfortable that I wanted to resist with my body, and I flapped a few times with the last bit of strength, and I couldn't move anymore. Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway, it's not uncomfortable to slowly lose consciousness. Don't think about anything, let's sleep well. This time, I finally fell asleep.

"Shen Weilan, Shen Weilan?" a voice sounded again, very familiar.

I was standing on a huge black sphere, floating in mid-air, surrounded by a gray-white mist that I couldn't see its size. There was no one else on it, only a lonely me, like a little star in the vast universe, although it seemed to have a little light, but it was lonely and wandering. I heard the voice, but I couldn't make out the direction it was coming from, it was very small, and there was a faint echo through the enveloped mist. I didn't answer.

"Shen Weilan, Shen Weilan?" the voice got closer.

"Who the hell are you? Are you me?" I asked, skeptically.

"yes, I don't believe it. As soon as the words fell, a person slowly floated from the white mist, a long white dress, waist-length black hair, that face is my face!

"Follow me. She smiled and beckoned to me.

I hesitated, but my legs moved involuntarily in her direction. I saw her walk into the vast white mist, with a slight wave of her right hand, a road was split in front of her, and she followed her all the way along the road, and the end turned out to be a piece of red, and then take a closer look at this red is a rose, the number is so large, the area is so large, it has never been seen before, like a red sea.

I thought it was an illusion, and I couldn't help but rub my eyes and look at it again, yes, it was really a rose. A breeze blew, roses rose one after another, petals swayed gently, like a girl twisting her waist, and like a small wave rising with the wind. Occasionally, butterflies linger and wander around.

"Ahh ”

"This is a sea of micro orchids, and there is only one kind of flower in the sea of flowers - roses. I saw that she waved her right hand lightly again, and the road behind her was gone, and it was a white fog.

"What? A sea of microorchids? This place is named after me?"

"This sea of flowers was born for us, and all the roses bloom for us. A proud smile appeared on her face.

"Really? The so-called fairyland is nothing more than that, am I not dreaming?" I was still in tears.

"It's real, it's not a dream. She smiled and nodded, and continued, "Isn't this what you've always dreamed of? ”

"I did have such a dream, and now ......" suddenly crossed my mind for some reason, but it quickly disappeared. The beautiful scenery in front of me shocked me, I couldn't care who was who, I was already intoxicated, and I didn't know the way back.

"Why do you show up again and again, and what is your purpose?" I never believed that she was me.

"Haha, I'm you, it's real, don't doubt it. To say that the purpose is simple, I just want you to be happy. Don't you ever want such a sea of flowers?" she laughed.

"There are not even two identical leaves in the world, how can there be two people who are exactly the same?" I questioned aloud.

"I am indeed you, maybe I am the happy you. She lowered her head, as if muttering to herself.

"And what about last night, and you?" I asked.

"No, that's you who are nostalgic for the prosperity of the world and always full of hope. She said quietly, looking up at the sea of flowers in the distance.

"I didn't even know there were so many of me, it sounded like a cat. I cast my eyes in the direction she was looking.

"So, you can choose to enjoy the happiness with me, in this sea of flowers, quietly enjoy the flowers, dance with the butterflies, aren't you very good at dancing?"

"Can I bring my daughter with me?" I suddenly remembered my daughter. My daughter likes flowers the most, and she often secretly does flower thieves, and she also inserts all kinds of flowers on her head, which is too stinky and beautiful.

But I don't seem to have seen her for a long time, and it seems that I haven't heard the familiar coquettish voice called "Mom" for a long time. I thought to myself, trying to remember the last time I was with my daughter, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind was always blank, and I couldn't even catch a shadow.

"Ah, my head ......" I don't know if I thought too hard, and my head hurts. She turned her head and looked at me steadily, not speaking.

"Is that okay? I miss her. I asked again.

Her clear eyes suddenly became deep and unpredictable, with a complex expression that wanted to say and stopped, with a little sadness and a little pity.

"You seem to be a little sad, aren't you the happy me?" I asked, staring into her face.

In such a beautiful place, the mood is too out of tune. Maybe it was because of her emotional contagion, my heart tightened, the nerves in my head began to ache again, and suddenly the sound of a train crushing the track suddenly came from my ears, like the wind lowering my body and whistling by. The voice was hoarse and heavy, piercing the eardrum and coming straight to the heart. I couldn't help but bend down and crouch down, and suddenly there was a tingling in my hand, as if I had been pricked by a thorn. When I looked down, it turned out to be a rose thorn piercing the skin, and a clear spot of blood appeared on my right hand.

I tried to wipe away the spilled blood with my left hand, but the blood got bigger and bigger, and the blood vessels seemed to be torn open. My head began to dizzy with the blood, and my body began to sink, no, down. The ground was solid, but at some point it cracked a big crack, like a shark's mouth, with sharp fangs.

The bottom of the large gap is bottomless. I wanted to call that me, but my mouth opened but I couldn't make a sound, I reached out and wanted to grab something real, but my hands seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, I instinctively withdrew my hand, a few roses actually grabbed in my hands, the thorns had penetrated deep into the skin, my body sank more and more, falling into the shark's mouth, these roses were like roots to roots, one after another, one after another, I accompanied the flowers, the flowers surrounded me, and fell with me, I waved my hands and feet and struggled wildly, but it was only in vain. In this case, I simply closed my eyes.

At this moment, the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared.

I slowly opened my eyes, and the scene in front of me was even more incredible, it turned out that the sound I heard in my ears just now was actually true, and below this sea of orchids was actually a subway station. I spread my palms, the pain was still there, but the wound was gone, and when I looked around, thousands of roses were gone. I quickly looked up and looked around, but I didn't find any mechanism. It turned out that it was a dream just now, and it was too real. I covered my mouth with one hand and touched my heart with the other, and the feeling of beating was still there.

When I was surprised, a train came speeding up, pulling a loud flute, and after slowly stopping, the glass door slowly opened, and then the door of the train also opened automatically, and a mother and daughter came out of it.

"Ah, isn't this me? Isn't this Chenchen?" I couldn't help but exclaim after seeing the faces of the mother and daughter clearly.