Night, quiet and serene, deep and mysterious.

Under the thick black curtain, the whole world is undergoing all kinds of changes under unknown circumstances, such as the flying of insects, the hunting of fierce beasts, and the carnival of fish......

The original noisy city has gradually calmed down from the bustle, although the lights are faint and the traffic is shuttling, but it is far from being as full of people as in the daytime, and the cars are like horses. Passers-by walking on the sidewalk, under the illumination of the street lamp, can calmly feel the beauty of the night, although the night is illuminated by the lights, the starlight can no longer be seen from afar, although under the lights and wine, it is no longer as before to experience the tranquility of the night everywhere. But the different scenery under the night is enough to slow down the pace and slow down the rush to material life.

Perhaps, only in such a situation can people's irritability be soothed!

Perhaps, only the tranquility at this moment can make people return to the primitive and return to the ordinary!

There was a sound of rapid breathing, like a small pebble dropped on the calm water, and although the stone was small, the ripples spread out.

Shen Tong was awakened by a nightmare, and after straightening up on the bed, he took a big breath of air, trying to calm the waves in his heart. Although after sitting up, the nightmare in his mind had dissipated, and even in just a few breaths, he couldn't even remember what happened in the dream, but the feeling of suffocation just now, the emotion that made him feel extremely frightened was still there, making him swallow a mouthful of saliva involuntarily in his instinct.

There was a terrible dryness in his throat, and the pain in his throat made him frown involuntarily, and he reached out to instinctively go to the head of the bed and press the switch of the bedside light. But as soon as the arm flicked, a faint light suddenly appeared in the room, and the soft light was quite friendly to those who had just woken up from sleep, and the faint light illuminated the bedroom, illuminated the bedside, and illuminated the four miles.

The sound of rapid breathing disappeared, the outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the whole world at this moment, as if completely still, returned to the calm of the previous moment, as if nothing had happened. It's just that the faint light shows the change here, and the sitting up body is also an unchangeable reality.

His brows wrinkled even tighter unconsciously, and Shen Tong, who came back to his senses, was a little distracted by all the strange things in front of him. However, his excellent willpower and tenacious nerves still kept him instinctively calm in such circumstances. He tried hard to think about what happened before he went to bed, but he couldn't make any connection to the situation in front of him, he tried hard to recall the memories in his mind, but it was still very strange to this place.

He looked at his arm, under the thin pajamas, his outstretched hand was hovering in mid-air, this was a hand with delicate skin and good maintenance, the fingers were slightly fat, the nails were trimmed neatly and flat, but there was a skin on the wrist that was a little different from other places, Shen Tong exhaled slightly, it was the scar left by him when he was a soldier in the army, and it was the memory left by his youth.

He even clearly remembered the situation at that time, the recruit's tactical action training, he held the rifle and carried out a rapid crawling forward, but because the movements were not standard enough, the wrist was not raised high enough, which caused the constant friction with the ground under the pressure of the rifle, and a lot of skin and flesh were rubbed. After so many years, the past has gone with the wind. When he remembered the pain of disinfecting with potion after training and picking out the sand and mud from the wound with a cotton swab, he still couldn't help but feel a palpitation from the bottom of his heart.

However, this finally made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he felt slightly better.

His eyes looked over to the bedside table, where there was a glass of water, as he was customary, but the cup was very unfamiliar, and he had never seen it in his memory. This made Shen Tong's outstretched hand can't help but retract it, as if he was a little afraid of what was in front of him.

Looking around, he really found that he was in an extremely unfamiliar environment, this was a large bedroom, in his professional eyes, at least forty or fifty square meters, and the decoration everywhere was very elegant. Even if the light is really dim at the moment, he can roughly see that the bedroom he is in at the moment has been carved with care, and there is a sense of delicacy and elegance everywhere he looks.

On the wall directly opposite the bed, the lower part is a sandal-colored half-cut wall skirt, giving it a warm and heavy feeling. On the wall above, there are several pairs of calligraphy and paintings, and in the hazy light, I only feel that the font is vigorous and the strokes are powerful.

On the other side, there is a round wooden arch, on both sides of the door are hollow latticework, which is also considered a bogu frame, and there are some delicate small objects as decoration, and on the other side of the door, like a living room, there is a coffee table and chairs......

Shen Tong's mind was even more chaotic, obviously in his mind, there were no such scenes and memories at all.

Just as his heart was in turmoil and his heart was beating rapidly, there was a noise beside him in vain, and he felt his thigh being kicked. This sudden movement naturally startled him, and he instinctively turned his head to look, and what caught his eye was a young and childish face, thick eyebrows, slightly curved corners of the mouth, a slightly wide nose and a pair of provocative ears, living out of a young self.

This sleeping child, I don't know if it's because the movement around him affects his rest, or because he dreamed of something unhappy, his brows furrowed slightly at the moment, revealing a not very happy look.

Shen Tongru was struck by lightning, and he froze there, and he couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart, is he still in a dream?

It's not that he doesn't believe in his feelings, it's just that everything in front of him is too absurd, too bizarre and weird. He closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and then slowly opened them, everything in front of him did not change, everything was so strange. Then he couldn't suppress the terrible feeling in his heart anymore, and couldn't help pinching his thighs with all his might, and a piercing pain entered his brain, making him hiss, but it was also a fantasy that made him abandon everything.

Where is this? What the hell is going on, and who is this kid next to you?

A series of questions were imprinted in Shen Tong's mind, making him feel a little headache, and a strange feeling came, making him want to look up to the sky and roar.

However, what remains of his sanity tells him that crazy actions are obviously not the best way to solve the problem, and that the only thing he has to do without figuring out what is really going on is to calm down. Only by calming down can we restore our accurate judgment of things, and only by staying calm can we accurately find the breakthrough of the problem and find a solution in the chaotic situation.

Shen Tong opened his mouth wide and took a few breaths hard, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, and at the same time carefully observed his surroundings again.

At this moment, the lights in the bedroom are getting brighter and brighter, and I don't know if it's because of his series of actions, or because his eyes have adapted to this light, so that he can see the situation more and more clearly.

The child beside him was still asleep, peaceful and calm, his slightly frowning brows had dispersed, and there seemed to be a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, which made his young face have a little more lively and tenacious appearance.

The bed under him was a mahogany bed, two meters wide, with leather cushions on the head of the bed behind him, adding some heaviness. On the wall behind the head of the bed, a huge ink and bamboo painting is made into the background, which is atmospheric and elegant, dense and slender, and the scenery is good, and then responds to the decorative lattices on both sides, forming a whole wall, so that this slightly larger bedroom does not appear monotonous and empty.

Obviously, a lot of thought has been put into the decoration of this bedroom, and the overall design alone can show the high level of the designer.

Behind the lattice on the other side, there is also a faint light at this moment, and it can be vaguely seen that there seems to be a sink and a toilet, which makes Shen Tongxin shine, maybe it would be a good idea to wash his face at this time.

Gently lifted the quilt, the indoor light was brighter again, but it was much dimmer and softer than the usual light, and what made Shen Tong even more strange was that he didn't see the control switch in the room at all, and he didn't know what to do. As he got closer, the light at the sink was brighter, enough to see what was going on in all directions. It's just that Shen Tong is facing the mirror in front of him at this moment, where does he still have the heart to look at other things?

In the mirror, there is a familiar face that can no longer be familiar, thick eyebrows like sharp swords hanging obliquely, blazing eyes deep and charming, and slightly curved corners of the mouth with a shallow smile, but the pair of attractive ears really spoils the beauty a little, and forms a sharp contrast with his delicate facial features. Naturally, for Shen Tong, these are all too familiar, but what attracts his attention and attention the most at this moment is the white hair on his ears and temples.

On his well-maintained face, some extra wrinkles out of thin air are not unusual, but the gray hair on his sideburns, although not much, makes him unable to take his eyes off for a long time.

In his memory, where did he get his gray hair? He was only 35 years old, just in the prime of life, how could he have gray hair? Looking back, all of them were strange things, especially the innocent child on the bed, who was even more strange with a hint of familiarity.

Could it be a dream? Shen Tong shook his head, obviously having denied such a possibility just now. But what was the matter with everything in front of him? Why was he so alien to everything here, and had no memories or impressions in his mind? And where was his wife, whom he regarded as a treasure, now?