Chapter 3: Dreams and Myself in Another World

"Ho...... Ho ......"

At the head of the bed, one hand fumbled and turned on the bedside lamp, the man gasped heavily, and when he sat up and looked around with his eyes, and found that the surroundings had not changed much from when he was lying down, he reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead as if he was relieved.

Waking up from the dream, Jiang Sheng felt that his mouth was so dry that he couldn't do it, opened the door and came to the kitchen to take a glass of water and drank a few sips, and sat on the chair in the living room to calm down the violently beating mood.

The quality of sleep at night is generally not good, and it is easy to wake up from sleep with a little bit of turmoil, which does not hear movement in the living room, Jiang's mother put on a coat and walked out of the master bedroom, and faintly saw her son sitting at the table in the living room in the dark in a daze.

"Son, are you okay?" Jiang's mother remembered what the doctor said on TV, you must not shout when you encounter sleepwalking patients to avoid danger, and her voice became more and more low, "Child, why are you up?"

Hearing his mother's voice behind him, Jiang Sheng became more and more sure that the world he was in was real, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Mom, I'm fine, get up and drink a glass of water." ”

"This kid, it's scary to get up in the middle of the night!" Hearing Jiang Sheng say that it was okay, Jiang's mother let go of her heart, reached out and touched the switch of the light in the living room and turned on the light, then walked to Jiang Sheng's side and snatched the cup in his hand, "What kind of cold water to drink in winter, I'll boil some hot water for you." ”

"Mom, no need. Jiang Sheng took the cup again, tilted his neck and drank it all.

"What's the matter with your sweat?" Jiang's mother looked at her son in front of her, and hurriedly brought a towel to help wipe it, "What's the matter?

Looking at the worried eyes of his mother in front of him, Jiang Sheng hesitated for half a second and nodded, while laughing and laughing at himself, "It's so big that I'm scared to have a nightmare......"

"What's wrong with being scared, no matter how old you are, you're still a child in your mother's eyes!" Jiang's mother slapped him angrily, "I sat in the living room without turning on the light in the middle of the night, and I thought you were sleepwalking! ”

After seeing his mother leave, Jiang Sheng's face changed, and everything he experienced in the dream couldn't help but make his brows tighten, those people, those things, and even whether it was people or things, everything was so real, so real that Jiang Sheng, who woke up from the dream, had a trace of doubt about the world he was in. Looking at the blood droplets from his fingertips being pierced by needles, the real pain makes people feel so familiar, this is the world they are in.

It's just that who is the man who is also named Jiang Sheng in the dream?

If it was just a dream of his own, then why did Jiang Sheng live that man's ordinary life in just two hours from falling asleep to waking up.

In the dream, the man's name is also Jiang Sheng, born in an ordinary working family, from elementary school to high school is also an ordinary school, if it wasn't for the sophomore year of high school when his classmates practiced guitar, maybe his life would be much better, of course, it might be a lot boring.

The college entrance examination is different from the choice of other students, and he started his life in Beipiao with a guitar on his back alone, because the TV told him that he was in Beijing, the capital of the country, and there were a group of musicians who pursued their dreams like him, and the 18-year-old boy came to this bustling metropolis under the opposition of his family, and worked as a doorman, washed dishes, and repaired cars, the only thing that did not put down was the guitar in his hand, from singing alone to standing in a bar, his dream never changed, the only thing that changed was that there was a woman he loved by his side.

North drift is not good, in the face of reality the dream is not so great, men have seen a lot of people coming and going here, dreams are shattered by reality, some people come over with a smile, crying and leaving, the man has persisted for more than ten years, and the woman has accompanied him for ten years.

Among the thousands of dreamers, the man is the inconspicuous one, although luck will favor the persevering person, but this time it seems that luck forgot to knock on the door, and the man has spent more than ten years in this ordinary way. One day, when a man sang his own adaptation of a song about his more than ten years of experience on the bar stage, luck seemed to find him......

Jiang Sheng turned on the bedside lamp and leaned on the head of the bed like this, silently recalling the experience of the man in the dream in his heart, and the doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, if this was just a dream that was too real, then why did so much time pass, the memory was not blurred, but became clearer and clearer, what happened to the man in the dream, the people he met, even the scar he left on his arm because he was a child, the man also had it, and it was exactly the same, but he was accidentally cut by the glass, and the man was accidentally left by a fight。

While all unknown things attract human beings to continue to explore, the secret hidden behind the unknown is always the frightening truth.

He was afraid, although there are parallel world remarks in this world, but when all this happens to him, everyone can't be calm. Jiang Sheng sat at the head of the bed all night, did not fall asleep again, he was afraid that he would wake up again It would be a different world, even he had not touched a cigarette for many years, he smoked three boxes in one night, the house was full of smoke, and the ground was full of cigarette butts and ashes.

Early in the morning, Jiang Sheng got dressed and was about to leave, but Jiang's mother, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, heard the sound of the bedroom door opening and turned her head, "Wash your face and prepare for dinner." ”

"I don't eat in the morning, I have something to deal with. As he spoke, he pushed the door open and left without looking back.

"This kid ......" Jiang's mother, who was too late to dissuade her, nagged, opened the bedroom door, and the smoky environment in the room startled her, especially the fact that there were so many cigarette butts on the ground that surprised her, and hurriedly called her wife, "Old man, do you think our child has something on his mind?"

"Since the child didn't say anything, don't think about it!" Father Jiang said in a deep voice.

"How can this not be a mess, after all, ......"

"After all, what? You don't think about it, the child will tell us anything. ”

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Walking out of the corridor, Jiang Sheng took a deep breath of the cool air in the early morning, the laughing children not far from the community, the old people walking, the flowers and plants nearby, and the faint sound of traffic on the street outside the community, everything is so familiar, this is the world he has been living in.