"Me?" Yuan Jieyi's eyes gradually dimmed, "I'm sleeping, I've been sleeping." The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info seems to be dreaming one after another, wanting to leave but unable to extricate himself. ”

"Do you dream?" Faced with Ruan Qing's expression that seemed to understand but did not understand, Yuan Jieyi didn't know whether to feel funny or sad. "I'm sorry to forget that you don't have a memory."

She sat on the flower bed, the wind ruffled her long skirt and hair, and her right hand wrapped the messy hair behind her ear, and the hollowness in her eyes seemed to be a memory.

"I always felt like I didn't exist in any time and space, and every time I woke up I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I knew how to get to this place and wait for you. Your existence is the dawn of the night to me, only you! I was able to wake up from the nightmare.

You are called Ruan Qing now, it doesn't matter what you were called in the past or in the future. You are my dream, from the beginning of my exchange of identities with you. Originally, I was very happy to be able to break away from samsara and stay in such a strange place to continue studying the ancient monuments of history, although I didn't know where it was or what would happen to me, and I thought that the most I could do was to find a job to support myself. But this is not the case.

When you're reincarnated, I'll fall asleep in the bus. In my dreams, I am sometimes you and sometimes someone else, just like watching a movie that belongs to you, sad for you and anxious for you. You can feel the changes in your heart in every detail, but you can't choose and avoid it for you. But dreams are always easy to fascinate people, so in the first few parts of your life, I have enjoyed your life and can continue to connect the revelations of ancient monuments with these when I am occasionally awake, trying to find so many secrets of time and space. But ......"

Under the orange, the bus drove slowly again, Yuan Jieyi stood up and patted the dust on her body, looking in the direction of the grocery store. The little kid looked at the cult car and her suspiciously, he didn't know how to get along with others before coming to this strange town, but this sister gave him a different feeling, he liked this strange sister very much. But the sister just smiled at him, put her finger to her lips, made a silent gesture, and got into the car with the grumpy sister. At that moment, he felt as if he had been deceived, but he was still expecting something. I wonder if we'll be able to see each other again in the future? This strange sister.

"You seem to like that kid a lot." Ruan Qing looked at Yuan Jieyi and looked at the child reluctantly.

"I don't know why, but I always felt like he felt familiar to me." Yuan Jieyi habitually wrapped her scattered hair behind her ears, "I may have seen it in a dream, but I can't remember when you met such a child." ”

The surveillance eye on the bus did not appear, and it may not have been expected that someone else had escaped and boarded the bus. They sat side by side, like twins with their own agendas.

"And after that?" Ruan Qing tried to steer the topic back. After entering the tunnel again, Yuan Jieyi's mood was no longer happy.

"But......" she breathed slowly, sorting out her thoughts and moods, "I feel sad after more reincarnations. It's a kind of sadness because you can't do anything, and every time you see you again, the premise is your death. Sometimes I can't tell what I am. Am I you? Or maybe I'm really that historian named Yuan Jieyi.

When dreams take longer than waking hours, the less you can distinguish between reality and dreams. But no matter which one it is, it is so sad, on the one hand, it is a fate that cannot be changed and chosen, and on the other hand, it is a short and unknown sobriety. I can't communicate with others, and you who can communicate are just a blank carrier, and I can only send you into another dream of mine. Sometimes I feel that you are so happy like this, and you will always forget the past to choose a new life, and I can only remember and survive in chaos for a long time. ”

Ruan Qing looked at Yuan Jieyi who was crying, and she remembered a story in her heart, but she couldn't remember where she had seen or heard it.

In that story is a woman with infinite life, who travels around the world in a prosaic way, like a long documentary of history. But one day she met such a person, and he may have passed by countless times in her long life. It was in that place that there were church bells that she finally looked at him, and for that moment all the wandering seemed to exist for him. But......

But the torrent of life took him away again and again, and she could only use her infinite life to find it. From indifferent face to hysterical love, she is no longer her, and she no longer wants to be like this. After his departure again, she finally couldn't accept the blankness of each time, and he thought that it was unacceptable for her to carry memories like this, and finally she went to death. Her death was not for the blank him or the blank herself, but she saw through it and didn't want to accept it anymore.

It seems that if she understands it this way, Ruan Qing can understand Yuan Jieyi's pain. It's just that she is not the man in the story, but Yuan Jieyi is almost the woman in the story.

In the carriage, where there was no sense of time passing, they were silent. Ruan Qing thought silently, since she had seen through it and didn't want to change her identity back, why did she say this to herself? What is there about the same blank self that deserves to say such a lot of things? She also carefully studied the clothes on her body just now, this dress is indeed different from the one in Liang Yi she saw, and she also affirmed that her current self is definitely not Liang Yi. But does the name Ruan Qing matter? The dark red color on the clothes seems to be blood, is there anything special about this dress and the name?

Like a fast, soft sound after opening the cap of a bottle, the eyeball on the bus opened again, glanced at them for a round, and stared at them completely still.

"I'm going to get back to my job, and you can't go back until you remember it. I can only use this memory of the past to try to wake you up. Yuan Jieyi rubbed Ruan Qing's head lightly and slowly jumped out of the car.

The dark screen slowly lit up again.

The grocery store proprietress closes the shop, and her young son turns aimlessly. The proprietress knocked his head hard, "If you turn the station like this, the TV won't break!" ”

The child pouted angrily and looked back at his mother, and the TV was stuck on a news with a surveillance video playing in it. The video shows a group of police officers interrogating a group of silent men in white in a large hall. Suddenly there was an exclamation from a corner, and the policemen looked in that direction in fright, while the men in white were still sitting expressionlessly. Suddenly screams were mixed with screams, and the picture blurred as if it was obscured by mist. Barely I could see the group of people in white holding their heads with their hands open and their mouths wide open, as if they were trying to endure something and disappear.

The proprietress hugged her son tightly, and she couldn't control her fear and trembled.

"Qin Xing, let's move again."