Ruan Qing's eyes opened instantly, and the trembling of fear shook the book off his face. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Am I still dreaming? She stared at the ceiling, was it a dream? She was questioning herself again and again! She bit her tongue so hard that it hurt! Like the non-stop spinning top in the movie, biting her tongue is the only action she uses to confirm whether she is still in a dream. This time I finally woke up! She felt a small cheer in her heart.

But such a continuous nightmare, almost the same plot! It's something she's never tried before, it's like a text that she's forced to memorize, and she can't stop until it's repeated to the slightest memory! This time, while you still remember, be sure to write it down! Ruan Qing shook her head and slowly got up, holding the diary that she used to put at the bedside in her hand. I didn't notice that my hand holding the pen was still in a cold sweat.

"Ah~~~~!!"

Ruan Qing, who opened the diary, threw the cherished diary in his hand far away as if he had been electrocuted, as if he had opened the seal of the devil and touched the edge of death.

"It's not a dream! It's not a dream! It's not a dream! ”

Ruan Qing muttered and repeated these four words, as if she would keep calling her name in a nightmare! She hugged her feet tightly with all her might, shrinking as small as she could! On the originally thin arms, the green tendons were slightly agitated.

The diary, tossed aside, turned pages and pages as the curtains fluttered feebly, page after page.

Thursday, May 16, 2013.

After only a short sleep, I had another nightmare. However, this dream turned out to be an expanded version of the last painful dream I wrote last night, when I woke up at 3 a.m.! It's also a car, and it's still a car accident! But this time there seem to be more details! It also makes me feel more and more uncomfortable! The most uncomfortable thing is that it seems to have something to do with the car I'm going to take today!

At the beginning, I barely remembered that my mother would always write me a warm little note, which I just remembered when I ate buns and saw the note, but I can't remember the content of the note in my dream. I forgot the first half of this dream, and only vaguely remembered that there was a person lying down! It seems that there is a very noisy uncle who deliberately wants to sit next to me even though there is no one around, and there are some divine comedy things that are washing my brain! And what I remember the most is that there was a very cold voice saying "It's time to stand"! It's the same as the previous dream.

According to the normal dreaming principle, the sound was enough to scare me awake, but I didn't wake up, but was trapped in the dream and compulsively participated!

It's me who is slowly dying. Die again!

In my memory, my hand seemed to have been cut by something, and it was still pressing, and it was very numb and tingling. And my body was also pressed by something, my chest was completely unable to breathe, it was like being swept into the sea by a big wave, I was unable to struggle and breathe air, and every breath made my chest feel tingling. But that's not the worst part. The most uncomfortable thing is that the people I care about and love in reality appear in front of my face one by one, and they are all replays of some good memories. But I realized that I would never see them again, and that I could not have all the good things.

All of a sudden, it occurred to them that they were going to die, what would happen if they saw me dead? My family, my friends will be sad, I wonder if he will feel sad too? If I do die, will they accept it? How can the old man in the family bear the pain of such a white-headed person sending a black-headed person!?

My eyes gradually blurred, but my mind was still thinking about these questions very clearly, which made me feel very sad. I hope that this kind of dream about death will not be so real and tragic in the future.

Seriously, this kind of dream made me feel very uneasy about the car I was going to take in the afternoon, and I really didn't want to go back to school if I didn't have to go back to prepare for the graduation exhibition and the interview.

I just hope it's just a dream! ”

"Didi...... Didi ......"

The little alarm clock, which had been silent, suddenly and mercilessly pulled Ruan Qing, who was sitting on the bed, from a nightmare to a more cruel world.

It's half past ten!

Ruan Qing's inner alarm clock is also reminding her that the time is coming!

The diary had already been read by the wind, and it hypocritically used the drifting rain as its sympathetic tears. Ruan Qing wanted to take a deep breath and calm her heart. But the body took a quick breath in betrayal, and before it could breathe the air in the throat, it was already exhaled. Unreservedly showing her instinctively frightened movements.

However, obsessive-compulsive disorder is a very funny bad habit! It can keep your life in order, or it can completely destroy your life! And Ruan Qing's family has been busy with work for many years, and the accumulated sense of anxiety when they are not around has developed a habit of going to confirm again and again. Forcing her to see if the diary that shouldn't exist was just a sequelae of her own nightmare.

"This!"

The surprised mouth shape on her wooden face, this feeling that is more exciting than a roller coaster blocks her voice! The diary was clearly laid out in front of her eyes! Unable to face this strange phenomenon, she escaped and attacked her brain cells with countless thoughts of self-soothing in an instant!

"I'm sure I'm still dreaming! Definitely! That's not the case in reality! Ruan Qing bit her nails uneasily, her eyes floating as if she was thinking about something. That's right! Why am I at home? Am I really graduating this year? Why is everything so vaguely recalled? Aren't all such signs strikingly similar to the plot in a certain movie? ”

After Ruan Qing finally summed up an answer to the phenomenon, he suddenly laughed with peace of mind~

"So what kind of dream am I doing like this? Repeating the same day all the time? What's so funny?! But if you keep dying like this, won't you not be able to go back? ”

Ruan Qing smiled weirdly and looked at the tortured diary in her hand, thinking about whether to write down what she thought she was now, but she was in a dream! What's the use of writing? And it doesn't appear in reality.

But after hesitating for a long time, she still took her beloved pen and wrote:

Friday, May 17, 2013

Am I journaling in a dream? It's really a fun thing! It was the first time I had been so awake in a dream, and the first time I hadn't woken up as soon as I realized I was dreaming. It's really weird! But it's also fun!

It made me curious, curious when I would wake up in this dream. And what will happen in this dream similar to the first two, as long as you don't dream of dying anymore! It's better not to be like the movie, just fall into a new dream as soon as you die, and then the time will be longer or something! ”

Ruan Qing, who closed the diary, walked to the living room with a smile, and there were still mother's buns and notes on the dining table. She habitually put the note away after eating the buns. But at the moment when she was about to go out, Ruan Qing thought in her heart:

"If I'm dreaming, and I know I'm dreaming, why do I have to rush back to school? And it was also a bus that was bound to die. Anyway, if you go along that line, you're going to die. If you don't take this car, you may not have to die, and you may encounter some new plots. It's like actually entering a game, it's so curious, I'm going to have to try it! ”

Ruan Qing, who had this idea, became more and more excited.