Remnant dreams. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When the alarm clock sounded in the early morning, Li Ai woke up from the dream that she couldn't get out of voluntarily, she hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, took out the notebook that had written some content yesterday, and wrote these two words.

And after writing these two words, she added the words footsteps with some hesitation. And after writing the three words of footsteps, she could no longer write anything. Because since she started writing, the memory of that dream in her mind has been rapidly dissipating, so that she is a little hesitant when she writes the three words of footsteps. Before she could finish writing these three words, all her memories had blurred and turned into a chaotic mess.

Li Ai stared at the page with some words written on it, as if she wanted to connect up and down, and construct a dream that she had forgotten. After a long time, he shook his head and turned to look at the five words he had just written. After staring at her for a moment, she frowned, picked up her pen and marked a sign of uncertainty behind the three words of footsteps. But after marking this mark, she muttered for a while, and then started to circle it. Shortly after the circle, she added it back to the one that had been circled. Just make up, and circle, just circle, and make up again...... This was repeated many times before she left a mark at the end of the line and tossed the pen aside.

In her sleep, the subconscious 'she' woke up and gave her amazing intuition in the dream. And after she woke up, the subconscious 'she' slowly fell asleep, causing her to lose this intuition, so that even the things she should have remembered fell into a fog under external intervention.

She pushed open the notebook, and a slight sense of irritability rose in her heart. It was the same dream, but she didn't remember anything more; I knew that this dream was very important to me, but I still didn't get more useful information.

Whether in reality or in dreams, she is so powerless. Her white teeth bit down on her faded lower lip, allowing it to slowly add a bit of color. After being angry with herself for a while, she stood up and turned to the couch on which her clothes were kept, and on which she had just slept. As she went, her eyes inadvertently swept over Moyin Bao'er, who was sitting on the sofa and holding a laptop.

Her heart moved, and her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something. But when she could speak, she shook her head again. After turning his head to look at the sleeping Zhang Zhou, Li Ai silently got dressed. During this time, Mo Yin Bao'er, who had been sitting next to her, did not make any moves. It's just that those eyes suddenly became a little brighter.

After lifting the loose strands of hair from the clothes, Li Ai straightened the collar of the sweater and turned to walk in the direction of the bathroom. Everything was as similar as yesterday's morning, but something was slowly changing.

When Li Ai started to wash, at Wang Yue's house, which was several kilometers away from her home, Wang Yue's mother had already gotten up from the warm bed, ready to make breakfast after washing, after all, another senior high school graduate in her family had to get up very early to go to class. But as soon as I opened the door, a strong aroma came to my face. Shallot and egg soup? Her consciousness, which was still in a daze, was half awake in an instant, and the remaining half was completely awake when she saw the person who was placing the dishes on the dining table!

"Xiao Yue?!" When she saw Wang Yue in an apron raise her head, Wang Yue's mother was shocked and called out his name loudly, and even startled Wang Yue's father, who was sleeping in the room behind her, sat up in a daze, and asked a little confused, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? What the hell is the child? Xiao Yue, what's wrong with him? ”

"Nothing." Wang Yue responded, "You can sleep a little longer, I'm fine." Wang Yue smiled and shook his head gently. Hearing his response, Wang Yue's father muttered twice dissatisfiedly, and lay down, but he no longer cared, "Oh, then I'll sleep for a while." ”

Wang Yue's smile became even stronger, and after leaning over and putting the plate away, he straightened up and nodded at Wang Yue's mother, who was standing at the door of the room, stunned, and said, "Mom, you're awake." I've already made the meal or something, you can sleep a little longer. He whispered, but he picked up the bag that he had put aside, and was about to turn and walk out of the house.

"Wait, Xiao Yue, are you going to school? Also, why did you get up so early today, aren't you usually ......" Seeing Wang Yue's actions, Wang Yue's mother was startled, the time is not yet half past six in the morning, and if you go to school so early, maybe the school gate has not been opened yet.

"Well, yes. I'm ready to go to school. Wang Yue responded softly, then turned his head and pointed to the two big dark circles on his face at Wang Yue's mother. I woke up early, just because I had insomnia. ”

"Insomnia?" Wang Yue's mother instantly became nervous, and asked like a cannonball, "Is it because the pressure of studying is too great?" Or is there something wrong with you? Or was it bullied by whom? Xiao Yue, tell me......" She said this, but was hurriedly interrupted by Wang Yue.

"Mom, it's not what you think, I'm just ......" At this point, he hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "...... It was just a nightmare. ”

"Nightmare? What nightmare? Tell my mother, my mother will interpret your dream for you......" Who knew that it was okay if he didn't explain, but an explanation made Wang Yue's mother even more nervous, and continued to ask questions like a cannonball. Wang Yue was very helpless, and shook his head silently, "Mom, it's really okay, you go to sleep for a while, I'll go find Tang An first." ”

Wang Yue's mother closed her mouth in hindsight, and after seeing her son bending over to put on his shoes, she chuckled and whispered to him, "Looking for Tang An, go to him so early, he may be angry with you." But, Tang An's kid...... If it weren't for the reluctance of the family next door to sublet, maybe our two families could continue to be neighbors. She chattered, and when she saw Wang Yue standing up, she closed her mouth again and waved her hand at his back, "Be careful all the way, Xiao Yue ......"

"Hmm." Wang Yue replied in a low voice, then opened the door, and at the moment when he was about to walk out, Wang Yue's mother's voice came again, "By the way, Xiao Yue, when will you learn to cook?" ”

Wang Yue's steps froze, but he continued to walk as if nothing happened, and said softly as if he didn't care, "I don't know, I don't know why, I suddenly will." Maybe...... I have some good talent in this area......" A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, so rich that it was hard to dissolve.

He pretended to be calm and walked out of the room, then slowly pulled the door shut, and suddenly let out a deep breath as the clasp snapped together. After this breath was exhaled, his erect body softened like a deflated ball.

He turned his eyes slightly, glanced at the house number attached to the door, and a somewhat confused and sarcastic smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "Talent? Is it really talent? He lifted his palm and rubbed his chest gently, the contents beating much faster than before.

"Why do I feel fear when that dream is so beautiful? It's like my existence has been questioned? He walked down the stairs and whispered, "It's as if I would no longer be my ......."

Behind him, after the door was closed, Wang Yue's mother walked to the dining table, lowered her eyes and glanced at the steaming shallots and egg soup and the very finely cut pickles, and then at the dishes and chopsticks that had not been touched, and quietly understood something.

"This kid has something on his mind." She dropped such a sentence, put the soup in the warmer, and then turned silently and walked towards the room, "However, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and his own affairs should be solved by himself." ”

"When we can't solve it, let's mix it up again." She whispered, then slowly closed the door to the room. Faintly, a muffled answer seemed to come from behind the door.

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"Damn, there's a lot of stuff on the Internet, and there's no guarantee of credibility!" Tang An, who had not slept all night, sat in front of the computer desk with dark circles that were much bigger than Wang Yue, and slammed the keyboard in front of him. The computer screen is full of pages about various Taoist masters and monks, and those who don't know still think that he wants to be born and no longer be contaminated with red dust.

In fact, he was just looking for some useful information. After all, he suspected that his brother Wang Yue might have come across something unclean. As a child who grew up in a somewhat superstitious family atmosphere, he has always had an attitude that he would rather believe those things than believe them. When something special happened to him and his brother at the same time, he inevitably thought of it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and he spent the whole night searching for information on the Internet that could help them, but he was busy until dawn, and he didn't find a single piece of really useful information. With a fiery temper, he couldn't hold back any longer, and slammed his fist on the keyboard.

But he didn't expect that the moment he smashed the keyboard angrily, he stumbled into a page by mistake. When that page popped up, he was hooked all over the body.

"Found ......" After a long time, he exhaled with relief.