I found that the appearance of summer in a daze was too similar to the scene in the dream, which caused me to wonder even more. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I began to wonder if that strange dream I had before was giving me some hints?

But dreams are dreams after all, and trying to figure it out is not something I can do.

After all, the huge and complex scientific research project of dream interpretation has been continuously studied for thousands of years since the birth of Chinese civilization. There are not tens of thousands of versions of various dream interpretations, but so far, none of them can stand up completely, at most, just like Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams, I can barely read it, read it, and find some fun for myself.

I want to find some clues through dream interpretation, which is obviously unlikely. However, when I think of dream interpretation, it reminds me of the white-haired old man. Although this old man loves to play tricks, but after all, he really has the ability, and he thinks that he can make me reborn, and his mind reading skills, can see through me every time, and I think this old man may be able to help me unlock the secret of that dream.

This is the first time since I met the white-haired old man that I took the initiative to meet him. As I said before, some people just can't stand the chatter, as long as you put your mind to it, he will definitely appear in front of you.

Late at night, I was already in bed, ready to fall asleep.

At this moment, the white-haired old man pushed the door out of the bedroom and walked straight to my bedside.

"Old man, what are you doing at such a late hour?"

When the white-haired old man heard me say this, he looked at me with a depressed face, "Why are you still asking me what I'm doing?" Didn't you ask me for something? ”

Sure enough, I can't hide anything from this old man, and he should already know that I am going to ask him for help interpreting my dreams. But I still couldn't pull my face down to beg him, so I deliberately pretended to be indifferent, "Laughing to death, when did I say I asked you for help?" ”

"You young man, you're really hard-mouthed!" With that, the white-haired old man ignored me and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window of his bedroom.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, the white-haired old man looked up at the night sky, and said again: "It's been a long time in the night, and there is not much time left in the night, if you want to know something, you'd better hurry up." ”

I nodded subconsciously. Then he planned to tell the white-haired old man about his doubts.

But before I could open my mouth, he grabbed ahead of me and asked, "You want to know why that dream scene is so similar to reality, am I right?" ”

I hurriedly nodded again.

The white-haired old man was silent for a while, turned his head to look out the window, and said, "There are some things that you need to find the answer to by yourself, and I can't answer them for you." ”

When I heard this, I felt very depressed. This old man is like this every time, he knows everything, but he doesn't say it, and it makes people feel upset when he looks at it.

Just as I was about to complain to him, the white-haired old man turned his head, looked at me, and continued what he had just said: "Although I can't help you answer your doubts, I can take you to see something, which may help you find the answer." ”

"Take me to see something?" I looked at the white-haired old man suspiciously.

The white-haired old man didn't answer me what I was going to see, but told me to be careful not to be distracted for a while, and he didn't say anything more.

Within a few minutes, I closed my eyes with heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

I came to a pitch black environment, it was dark all around, and I couldn't see anything but myself.

Just as I was wondering, I saw a white point of light appear in the distance. Although I couldn't see what the white point of light was, I subconsciously thought that the location of the white point of light was the exit from this dark world.

So, without hesitation, I walked towards the white point of light.

As the distance approaches, the white point of light also grows larger and clearer. As I had guessed, it was indeed the exit from the black world.

After confirming that it was the right exit, I quickened my pace and passed the white point of light at a very fast speed.

Passing through the white point of light, I was surrounded by a white light. However, this white light did not last long, and within a few seconds, the white light gradually faded, and then slowly dissipated.

It wasn't until the white light faded that I noticed my environment. It's a beautifully decorated house, and I'm familiar with the overall layout and placement of every item. This is my home, the home I lived in before I was alive, that is, the house I lived in when I was Lingfeng!

I looked at the familiar surroundings in front of me and began to murmur to myself, "Why did you send me to this place, old man?" ”

At this time, someone gently tapped me on the shoulder from behind.

I hurriedly looked back and saw that it was an old man with white hair, who was smiling and standing behind me.

As soon as I saw the white-haired old man, I couldn't wait to ask, "Old man, why did you bring me here?" ”

The white-haired old man didn't answer my words, just waved at me, and then turned and walked towards the study.

When I saw that the white-haired old man wanted me to go with him, I naturally didn't think much about it, so I hurriedly followed.

In this way, I followed the white-haired old man into the study.

As soon as I walked into the study, I found a person sitting in front of the computer in the study. That person is who I used to be, that is, who is Ling Feng.

I saw my former self, sitting in front of the computer, staring at the screen with both eyes intently, and typing quickly on the keyboard with my hands. I don't have to ask, I know what I'm doing.

I looked at it quietly for a while, but I didn't see anything wrong. I thought to myself what kind of fame this white-haired old man was doing, and took me to see what he used to be like working hard, what was the purpose? Do you want me to follow the example of summer, let me look at myself in a daze, experience this feeling for myself, and then understand it through this empathetic way? This is a bit too nonsense!

While I was thinking to myself, the white-haired old man suddenly reached out and grabbed my arm, and before I could react, he pulled me to a corner of the study.

At this time, the position where the white-haired old man and I were standing was only in the corner of the study, but the perspective was just enough to take in the entire study. Whatever is happening in the study, we can see it clearly.

I still didn't find a clue, so I could only continue to ask the white-haired old man: "Old man, don't play so mysteriously, give me a little bit of a thorough understanding!" Which one are you singing this for? ”