Awake?

Ruan Qing, who was lying on the bed, silently put the book on his face to the side, and gently touched his neck with his right hand, as if to comfort himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info died inexplicably in a dream, how did this happen? Ruan Qing stretched her waist and slightly stretched the tired and slightly sore parts of her body, this action made her feel more clear.

The rain outside the window was still falling incessantly, as if it never gave the weather here a respite.

Ruan Qing picked up the diary at the bedside and considered whether to write down his current situation. These series of dreams always made Ruan Qing feel uneasy, but she didn't want to affect the mood of taking the bus back to school today to do the graduation exhibition. But when I think of myself in my dream that I still think that I haven't graduated yet, I can't help but want to laugh at this childish idea. It's like a child who doesn't want to face reality, but why wasn't this what Ruan Qing wanted most. Ruan Qing quickly flipped to the place where she could continue writing, and vaguely saw the date on the previous page.

Friday, May 16, 2013

She sighed slightly, fortunately it wasn't May 17th! Thankfully, that's what I wrote yesterday. Is this cute little diary a little mark of my existence? It's like a spinning top that I haven't seen and stopped in a movie, and I haven't heard its sound stopping, which is an incomplete regret, but Ruan Qing strangely doesn't want to relive it again! Just for that sound to stay. Just because Ruan Qing still remembers the previous content, and Ruan Qing, who is easy to be emotionally invested in movies, is unwilling to accept it, if it is really a regret that there is no such voice! Even if someone around her swore that crisp sound, she didn't want to relive it. As long as she believes in her heart that there is definitely that voice.

Ruan Qing took a deep breath relaxedly.

Since my little diary doesn't contain what I wrote in my dreams, does that mean I'm back to reality? Ruan Qing wanted to smile comfortingly, but suddenly felt a little muddy and dizzy! She rubbed her not-so-delicate facial features vigorously, as if she could change her favorite face with a little more force.

"Dah."

A drop of thick liquid dripped into Ruan Qing's favorite little diary, and she subconsciously touched the flow of the liquid with her hand. Thick and vivid red with a strong smell - fishy!

"Nosebleeds?"

This was a strange sign, but Ruan Qing was not surprised, as if she was used to it. The red of blood is an aggressive color, bright red at first to make people feel vibrant! That's the color of life! But life will gradually deteriorate, and the red that slowly loses its vitality will become dirty, as if to tell you that life will be so unbearable one day, except that the only thing that remains unchanged is the smell of blood.

So this is the color that Ruan Qing hates - red!

"Tsk!"

Ruan Qing's tone was very unhappy, why did he accidentally leave the blood in the diary? She bit her lower lip slightly, and there was such a little more smudge in the diary in the future, so that Ruan Qing, who was a little obsessive-compulsive, secretly hidden in her heart, one day I will copy all the contents, and then burn this diary!

Of course! That's not absolutely impossible. It's not that Ruan Qing didn't dare to burn the diary, there was definitely this impulse in her blood. It's just that she will be moved and regretful, and her persistence in not wanting to damage the existence of true memories has repeatedly controlled Ruan Qing's extreme side.

Such a contradictory woman often has many little-known things buried in her heart, but she can frankly say that she is not lying to others at all! Is this state of mind shared by everyone? Or is she the only one who is very special? Therefore, don't think that a woman who looks weak on the surface should be gentle and graceful.

Ruan Qing turned the previous page worriedly, trying to make sure that the previous content would not be colored by the blue font she loved because of blood. But the moment she turned the page, she was shocked! In fact, maybe she should be forever grateful for that pesky drop of blood.

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!

That sound was enough to wake me up, as I usually dream! But I didn't wake up! I dream of something even more terrible!!

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

In my memory, my hand seems to have been cut by something, and it is still pressing, and it is very numb and stinging! And the body is also pressed by something, and the chest is completely unable to breathe! It was like being swept into the sea by a big wave, unable to struggle and unable to 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! I can't have all the goodness anymore!

Suddenly it occurred to me that I was going to die, if they saw me dead! My family, my friends must 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!?

Eyes are blurring gradually! But my mind is still thinking very clearly! It makes me feel very uncomfortable! I hope this kind of dream about death, I hope it will not be so real and tragic in the future!!

Seriously, this kind of dream makes me very uneasy about the car I will be sitting in the afternoon! If it weren't for the fact that I had to go back to prepare for my graduation exhibition and have an interview to go, I really wouldn't want to go back to school.

I just hope it's just a dream! ”

Yes! That's her, last time! Keep a diary when you wake up!

Ruan Qing couldn't believe that she had read this diary several times! Quick read again and again! She just doesn't want to believe it's real!

But! What about the diary from the previous one? Where did this go? Ruan Qing wanted to tear up that page of the diary as if she was crazy! Is it a folded page? Could it be that that nasty drop of blood is like double-sided tape shamelessly hiding the previous one?

No!

In fact: there is no previous article at all.

"Dididi~Dididi~!"

It's time for such a shameless little alarm clock to ring.