Then I slept.

It took a long time between falling asleep and closing my eyes, but I was absolutely instantaneous, and the jet lag that didn't happen for a second stopped in my mind, and my stagnant thoughts were like butterflies stuck in spider webs.

In the eyes of others and history, this whole period of time, which I summarized in a flash, actually existed, and everyone did different things, but most of them closed their eyes, that is, for a while.

But it was a very long time, even though I was sleeping.

Close your eyes.

There is no floater in the air, there is nothing in my mind, I see the brain plasma and blood wandering away from each other, the information is being passed on and transmitting, and they are passing without my consent, they are shouting and playing with each other, but I don't know anything.

21:20

"Ding Ding Lingling.." I didn't wake up on the phone, but the information that I didn't consent to move in my head was disturbed by the ringing, and one of the most annoying messages pricked me with a needle, and then I woke up. When she got on the phone, it was Da Ying's voice, she said that she hadn't seen her for a long time, saying that she was in Paris this weekend to meet on the sixth, and she also made an appointment with other people.

Profound.

Hung up the phone, I fell asleep again, and the most annoying message asked me, who just called, what was the call? I replied that I didn't know, they were doing their own thing again. 21:25 All states return to sleep mode. 21:26

"Jingle Clang...... Remembering the phone, I answered the phone, and when I called with a smile, she asked me where Gan Hailanqing went. I asked where I was after I didn't know, and then I told me a few more things, and I was perfunctory. 23:59 I floated in the air of no color, and I didn't know why, like I was pushed down by a man in black on a tall building and landed, but I didn't know why I was floating, but I remember being afraid, I was very scared, I was very afraid. The crossbar disappears.

I was walking on a country road, dark but visible. A dark shadow walked to the end of my eyeliner, as if it saw me, and left in an instant, and I ran over, but after all, I couldn't catch up.

At the end of the road is a cave, which I entered out of curiosity. The grass moved a little as soon as his feet stepped on it, and a group of blue-eyed foxes fled wildly. A group of blue-eyed foxes fled wildly. This image affected the activity of the information in my brain, and I stopped and stood still.

22:00

It was still calm, and I was still spending that moment of vacation. The information is still swimming, and these information parties are the elderly, middle-aged, youth, and children, and they are changing from generation to generation, colliding with each other and sparking sparks, so that the passing years are like water and the flowers are unintentional. They look around, everyone has their own thoughts, some people are what others think, become the memory of others, and he himself does not know, and thinking about others or being thought by others is wireless beautiful, with a warm heart to know how to warm others, is a piece of sugar scalded by boiling water, but a sugar makes the whole glass of water sweet.

But they go with time, are limited by time and help. At this time, the originally clear sky was stormy, and the noise outside the window was noisy and pretentious, no matter how quiet the room was. The information suddenly had a sense of sluggishness in their hearts, and they couldn't bear the emptiness.

About ten minutes passed. The messages finally got tired of it, and they moved me up, they wanted to go to this midnight carnival and couldn't move.

So, the messengers lifted me up, passed the living room, and reached the balcony, not their home but so familiar with it. They looked at the lively scene below, and then jumped with me without hesitation.

In the lapping of the rain, they frolicked and rejoiced.

I woke up with some non-fun-loving information. And at this moment, the rain stopped. I descended from the 23rd floor, and nothing in my eyes belonged to me, just a momentary ornament in my eyes.

And I've been falling.

I killed someone.

That person was myself, and I killed myself.

And the murderer is not me.

But I killed myself.