"Mr. Chu!"

These three words are no longer unfamiliar to me. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As I was concentrating on reminiscing about the past, someone called out to me with these three words, interrupting my thoughts.

I stopped, looked up in the direction from which the voice came, and the familiar security guard was standing dozens of meters away from me.

It's strange, how could this security guard be here?

Puzzled, I hurriedly swept my eyes around the security guard, only to find that I had unconsciously walked back to the door of my community.

Come back to your senses and keep your feet up.

When I walked up to the security guard, he opened his mouth and asked me, "Mr. Chu, is your friend okay?" ”

"It's okay, thank you!"

"It's okay! It's okay! ”

He smiled as he spoke, with a sense of simplicity unique to rural people, which looked natural and made people feel very comfortable.

I don't know if I was infected by him, but I laughed unconsciously.

This laugh, in my impression, seems to be the first time I have laughed at outsiders without any purpose, and it is really just a pure laugh.

"Then you're busy, I'll go back."

"Then you're good to go."

We nodded to each other and I continued towards my unit.

Enter the building, take the elevator, get out of the elevator, take the key to open the door.

As I walked to the living room, the eastern horizon was already glowing, a sign that the sun was about to rise.

At this time, a strong drowsiness hits, and consciousness is quickly dominated by tiredness.

My upper and lower eyelids, like lovers separated from each other, are trying to get close to each other, ready to stage a touching drama for me in front of my eyes after a long absence.

I was so tired that I gave up my first target bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room, yawning and looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

As the sun rises in the east, my upper eyelids slowly set.

When the upper and lower eyelids finally completed the warm embrace, I fell into a deep sleep.

"Tick... Backbite... Tick..."

I was woken up in my sleep by a strange noise, and I opened my eyes helplessly and looked around very sadly.

I didn't sleep for long just now, I can only squint for a while.

For I remember that before I fell asleep, the last time I saw the sun, it showed only half of its face on the eastern horizon; And when I woke up, it had just fully climbed out of the horizon.

Being woken up just after falling asleep is a very frustrating thing.

With a little anger, I sat up from the couch and pricked up my ears to make out the strange sounds.

"Tick... Backbite... Tick..."

The strange sound continued, moving in a regular manner, sounding like the sound of something like an electronic clock.

In fact, this strange sound is very soft, even if my house is very quiet at the moment, but if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear this strange sound clearly.

Strangely, although the strange sound was very soft and not harsh, when it reached my ears, it could disturb my heart.

I listened for a moment, and after making sure that the noise was coming from the bedroom, I got up from the couch and walked towards the bedroom.

When he came to the door of the bedroom, he gently pushed the door open, and did not rush in, but stood at the door first and scanned the entire bedroom. Eventually, I fixed my eyes on the bedside table next to my bed.

Although I was still standing in the door of my bedroom, and although the drawer of the bedside table was tightly closed, when I fixed my eyes on it, I immediately knew where the strange sound was coming from.

He paused at the bedroom door for about two minutes, sighed softly, and walked into the bedroom with somewhat heavy steps.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed the handle of the lower drawer on the bedside table, paused, and slowly pulled the drawer out.

When the drawer was opened to the limit, an electronic watch hidden in the innermost part of the drawer came into my sight, which was the countdown timer left to me by the white-haired old man, that is, my amulet.

I took the countdown timer out of the drawer, held it in my hand, and my eyes were focused on it.

"Tick... Backbite... Tick..."

The time on the countdown timer is decreasing mercilessly, minute by minute, with incomparably precise reduction.

For me, this countdown was icy, colder than the cold winds of the early morning. The warmth I received was enough to ward off the cold wind, but not the cold of the countdown timer.

I felt a biting cold snap that was entering my body through the hand holding the countdown timer, raging in my body, so cold and cold.

All of a sudden, I panicked, hurriedly threw the countdown timer into the drawer, and then pushed it hard, only to hear a heavy bang, and the drawer was closed in a very rough way.

But the drawer was closed, but my world didn't stop there. The ticking of the countdown timer still rings in my ears.

I hurriedly covered my ears with both hands, trying to stop the sound from entering my ears, but to no avail, the ticking sound, passed through my hands and continued to drill into my ears.

I had to open the drawer again and get the nightmare countdown timer out of it.

Get up and walk quickly to the closet, open the closet, stuff the countdown timer in the middle of a pile of clothes, and then remove a few hanging clothes, and cover them on top of the stacked clothes, so that the countdown timer is completely wrapped in the pile of clothes.

Close the closet door and sit back on the edge of the bed.

At this time, the ticking in my ears was still the same, and it was not diminished at all because of what I had just done.

It made me realize that what I was doing now was in vain, and that this ticking was not coming from my ears, but from my heart. I can plug my ears, but I can't plug my heart.

I gave up and lay headlong on the bed. Close your eyes, cover your head with the quilt, and try to fall asleep.

However, due to the presence of the ticking sound, my attempts were always difficult to succeed, and I could only toss and turn on the bed irritably, struggling.

I don't know how long I struggled to flip in bed, and finally with the help of exhaustion, I got rid of the annoying ticking sound and fell asleep.

This time I slept deeply, deeply, and the ticking sound became smaller and softer in my ears, and eventually, completely lost movement in my ears.

I had a dream, a very special dream.

This dream is very similar to the dream I had on the day of the typhoon, but not identical. To be precise, these two dreams have exactly the same beginning, but each has a completely different ending.

The dream I had today is also a total of three scenes, and the previous two scenes are the same as the dream on the day of the typhoon, and the plot flow is exactly the same.