Chapter 1 In the dream, you know that you are a guest

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"The weather this winter is very abnormal!"

Looking at the weather outside, Wu Jie's mood was as gloomy as the boundless freezing rain. The colleagues in the office looked up at him at the same time, then lowered their heads as if he didn't exist.

That indifferent expression made Wu Jie suddenly feel sick to his stomach, recalling his colleagues' stammering and flattering to him half a year ago, like an unreal dream.

All of this is just because the leader who has cultivated himself has been shot in the brutal political struggle of the office.

When he graduated from college, relying on the relationship left by his father, who had passed away for many years, Wu Jie took the effort of his boss to enter this public institution. The leader of the unit received the favor of the old man back then, and intended to promote Wu Jie to be his deputy.

In addition, Wu Jie is also a talented young man, and he is also good in business, and his future is bright. I thought that by relying on this relationship and relying on my own skills, I could also show my talents at work.

Pity......

The new boss was the leader's political enemy, and naturally he didn't have a good face for Wu Jie, and he was also quite excluded in his regular work.

Seeing this wind direction, the colleagues who were brothers and sisters with Wu Jie at the beginning also changed their faces and tossed him, three points more ruthless than the new leader.

The future is not bright, and Wu Jie is also decadent, sweeping the floor, wiping the table, and running errands in the office every day.

This kind of meaningless work made him depressed, and he couldn't say a few words with his colleagues. When I saw someone, I just nodded politely, and at the end of the day, my mouth was closed.

There is a saying that goes like this: if you don't explode in silence, you are perverted in silence.

Wu Jie suspected that if this life continued, his spirit would be in trouble.

If no major changes occur.

Since entering Sanjiu, the weather has been very cold, and it has been freezing rain for ten days in one breath, and there is no sign of stopping to this day.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on very loudly, and the air was very fresh, so that Wu Jie was a little breathless, and his mood was extremely gloomy.

He decided to go home early, so he went to the director's office and said that he was not feeling well and wanted to go to the hospital to see him.

The leader did not speak, only waved his hand impatiently.

Go out into the street, turn up the hat on the back of your clothes and put it on your head. The rain became heavier and heavier, and in a short time, the rain was connected into a "boom! There was a faint sound of thunder in the boundless rain curtain.

"Is it still winter?" Wu Jie let out a low cry in surprise, his body was already soaked in rain, and he shivered with cold.

Pedestrians on the street ran under the eaves of the street, and although the school's security guards tried their best to stop it, the crowd rushed in, squeezing the guard's room to the brim, and he screamed in a hurry.

Not everyone is afraid of the cold, looking at the barbed wire fence on the side of the street, there is a group of middle school students in shorts and short sleeves still kicking the football around in the rain.

Wu Jie was so cold that he couldn't stand it, and was hesitating whether to go in to hide from the rain, when suddenly, a bright lightning bolt broke through the sky and hit the barbed wire around him.

An earth-shattering rumble burst in his ears, and Wu Jie seemed to have been hit by a heavy truck, falling to the ground in an instant.

At this time, the second thunderbolt hit the barbed wire fence again, and countless small sparks spread on the Internet like fireworks, and the eyes were snow-white. In an instant, everything seemed to become transparent.

"Unlucky, I seem to have been struck by lightning!"

The thought had just risen from the bottom of my mind, and before the spark on the barbed wire could be extinguished, a third lightning bolt came.

Even bigger fireworks burst out in front of you, more than five meters high.

Dumbfounded at all this in front of him, Wu Jie was just lying in the rain, and saw the people in the guard room and the group of students playing football rushing towards him with their mouths open.

"Are you alright?"

"Do you want to call an ambulance?"

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After being surrounded by a group of people and asking questions in a mess for a long time, Wu Jie struggled to get up from the ground, feeling that his whole body was numb, and his hands and legs were trembling.

After moving for a long time, touching his body, and finding that there was no major problem, Wu Jie shook his head: "It's okay, you don't need to go to the hospital, just take a rest." ”

Helped by someone, he staggered into the school's guard room, and looked at the mirror that the security guard had placed on the table, and he was pale in it, his hair stood on end, and he was indescribably embarrassed and pitiful.

After taking a sip of hot water, the onlookers kept persuading: "Young man, don't you really need to go to the hospital?" ”

"No, no, I just want to find a hair salon now......" When his body finally stopped trembling, Wu Jie said a little embarrassed.

It's not realistic to go to the hair salon, although the hair style is ugly, but the whole body is soaked in rain, if you don't change into clean clothes quickly, I'm afraid that you will really be cold and go to the hospital.

After returning home, taking a bath and changing clothes, eating a bowl of instant noodles, and talking to my uncle in my hometown on the phone, saying that I would go back during the New Year, and asked if I had bought paper money for my deceased parents on Chinese New Year's Eve, Wu Jie felt afraid: I can't die like this, it's really fateful!

Too lazy to go to bed, turn on the TV, just lie on the couch and watch TV boringly.

has experienced a frightening scene, if you say that you are not afraid in your heart, it is a lie. At this moment, it is better to think about nothing, get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, everything is over.

But probably because of the electric shock, although the body was tired, the spirit was extremely excited.

In this situation, the best thing to do is to find the most boring and ugly show to watch for an hour, and then be depressed and hypnotized.

So, Wu Jie picked up the TV remote control board and changed ten channels in one go, and finally stopped at the drama channel.

What could be more boring than watching a traditional play?

The TV is playing the farewell play of the long pavilion in the Yue opera "The Legend of the West Chamber", and I don't know which famous artist sang it, it has a history, not to mention the black and white pictures, and the sound is a little chaotic. It's like covering his mouth, and the son and lady inside are also very old, and they can see the forehead tattoos.

is no stranger to Wu Jie in "The Legend of the West Chamber", and when I first went to college, this was a must-read famous article.

Looking up at the pair of men and women who were in pain and parting on TV, Wu Jie smiled: Talented and beautiful, the son is in trouble, the young lady is amorous, this kind of vulgar bridge is really boring and tight. Let's just say that the story of Zhang Sheng, who studied hard in order to marry Miss Cui, and finally won the top prize in the examination and hugged the beauty, is just a simple ancient. The elimination rate of the imperial examination in ancient times is extremely high, compared with the civil service examination in modern society, it is much more difficult, ten years of cold window, county examination, government examination, hospital examination, township examination, meeting examination, palace examination, each pass is thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge, not to mention, but also have to consume a lot of money, for me Wu Jie encountered this situation, not to mention the examination of a jinshi, even if it is difficult to get a showman's fame.

So, what do you do if it's me...... Wu Jie was a little distracted for a while.

"Farewell to the Long Pavilion" was soon finished, followed by the martial arts drama "Lost Space Chop", I had no interest in these three plays Wu Jie, and after watching it for a long time, I only felt that my eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and I didn't feel that I was asleep and died.

The dream was big, and I don't know how long it was, someone pushed his body roughly. A woman's voice came dimly from afar: "Wake up, wake up." ”

Struck by lightning in the evening, Wu Jie is now physically and mentally exhausted, and just wants to sleep beautifully, but he was disturbed by a good dream, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, and sat up with a sigh. I don't know when my eyes are full of eye droppings, everything is a little hazy, but I can't see clearly.

Still, he was stunned by what he saw.

First of all, he remembered that he had been lying on a couch, but in front of him he was lying on a black wooden bed, with a snow-white mosquito net above his head, and an oil lamp shining faintly on the table by the window, which was only three feet away.

The furnishings in the house also look very shabby, how to say, a bit like the house in the countryside when I was a child. It's just that the hometown in the countryside is rural, and this is clearly a city.

This can be seen in the lights outside the bed and the shadows of the longing room.

Looking out of the window, the sound of running water murmurs under the window, and a few dogs bark interspersedly, making this night seem extremely quiet.

In a modern city, it is difficult to find a house like this quaint or even shabby. If it is an antique building, why does it seem so ancient?

Cold, very cold. This is the damp cold peculiar to the south, and that chill is pervasive, as if it has penetrated into the bones. The quilt on his body seemed to be very thin, and it didn't have any warmth effect. The body was also shivering from the constant cold, and a layer of straw was spread under the mat, probably because it was too damp, and it emitted a pungent musty smell.

"Am I dreaming, why did I come here when I was sleeping on the sofa?" The surprise in his heart was even worse, and he reached out and patted his forehead, but he felt hot as hot coal. The whole body was so sore that he couldn't lift the slightest strength, and his head hurt as if it was about to crack.

It feels a bit like having a bad cold.

At this time, the woman's voice sounded again, and it sounded very childish, about fifteen or sixteen years old: "Young master, are you better?" Your medicine has been boiled, should you take it now? "The attitude is still very bad.

Then, before Wu Jie could speak, a pair of slender and white hands reached over and pulled him up from the bed, and a bowl of thick black and viscous medicinal juice poured into Wu Jie's mouth.

This medicine was so bitter that Wu Jie was caught up in most of the bowl for a while.

There seems to be a lot of coptis and Huoxiang in the potion, and there is a smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi water.

And Wu Jie was born with an allergy to Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid, and suddenly felt a wave of overturning in his stomach, and couldn't help but lower his head, "Wow!" He spit out all the potions.

"Young master, this medicine has cost a lot of money. In order to treat you, the hairpin left to you when the old lady died. If you still have a sense of filial piety, don't waste things like this, if this is Nanjing, you are still the beautiful Young Master Wu? The woman sneered quietly: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you this, you're just a fool." ”

At this time, Wu Jie saw the woman who served him to take medicine.

This woman is probably because she is still young, her body has not yet grown, she is not tall, and she is also very slender. Small eyebrows and small eyes, quite delicate, but a little beauty. It's just that there is a hint of annoyance between the eyebrows, which destroys the image a little.

She was wearing a washed white coarse cloth shirt, the style, it should be the clothing of an ancient woman, and she couldn't tell the age. Anyway, before the Qing Dynasty. There are also a few patches on the neckline and elbows, which looks very neat. She has fair skin and delicate facial features, which is not beautiful, but very attractive.

This person is his personal maid moth.

Wu Jie wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said casually: "Moth, I'm fine, it's just that this medicine is a little nausea-like." ”

Before he could say anything, his body shook again: I have never met the woman in front of me, how can I know that she is my maid as soon as we meet. It seems that he has slept with this little girl, although she has no name, she can be regarded as her wife...... When did I get a wife...... No, it should be the second wife, and it's not right...... Fuck, the moth isn't even sixteen years old, am I not doing evil?

Seeing Wu Jie sitting there in a daze, Mozi's voice became louder: "My stupid young master, what are you doing in a daze." Wouldn't it be another dementia? I'm timid, don't scare me! Hmph, you're just a nerd, you can't read a few words, what kind of literary meeting you go to, it doesn't matter if you're embarrassed, so the old lady's face has made you lose it. ”

As he spoke, he was not feeding the medicine, and let go of the young master of the Wu family and stood up suddenly.

Wu Jie was caught off guard for a while, and his body fell to the bed, shaking the straw under the mat.

The violent impact woke Wu Jie up: Dream, this is a dream. In the dream, I became this woman's man, haha, in modern society, Lao Tzu is a short, poor, ugly old bachelor, and now he is here to make a second wife. Haha, it's rare to dream like this, it's interesting, it's really interesting.

Seeing Wu Jie smiling, the moth's expression was even more disgusted:

"It's okay to go to sleep after taking the medicine, you have been in a coma for a day with a high fever, but fortunately, you finally woke up, and I will go back to the old lady's words."

"You...... Self-deed. ”

The moth walked briskly towards the outside of the house, stepping on the seismic board with a loud noise, looking very annoyed.

"This girl...... Why is your temper so bad, and do you still have the slightest consciousness of being a maid? Wu Jie had a terrible headache, and he couldn't help it, so he just shook his head helplessly.

But at this moment, the moth's suppressed cry came from the yard: "How is this good, how is this good!" Is this thief so naΓ―ve that he wants to let our Wu family go to the end? ”

The lights outside the window went out one after another, and I didn't know what time it was at night. In the darkness, only the oil lamp on the table flickered dimly.

Wu Jie also felt a little tired, tilted his head, and closed his eyes.

After recovering from a serious illness, his body fluttered for a while.

I don't know how long it took for the inaudible cry to move to Wu Jie's ears: "Young master, the master has only been gone for a few years, and your mind is already confused and you don't know anything." Now it's like this again...... If there are really three long and two short, how can a moth be left alone in the world...... It's better to jump into the Minjiang River...... Dead clean. ”

A few cold tears fell on his face and flowed down his cheeks and into his neck, a little cold.

The cry was extremely sad, Wu Jie heard a burst of amusement in his heart, and said secretly: This moth seems to hate me very much, but when I see my young master sick like this, but he looks so sad, a woman's heart is really incomprehensible.

At the moment when he fell asleep, Wu Jie had a strange thought: Sleeping in a dream is really weird!

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Wu Jie woke up late, and when he opened his eyes, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour before the start of work.

I didn't care about breakfast, I hurriedly brushed my teeth and washed my face, and then ran out of the door and squeezed into the bus, so I wasn't late.

Yesterday I was struck by lightning and drenched in freezing rain, and with the physical foundation I had exercised before, it was no big deal.

However, when I got up today, my head was dizzy, and my vest was still chilling.

Shaking his head, it seemed to be a ping-pong ball inside, and it hurt faintly in his brain.

Looking out of the windowpane of the office, the rain was still falling. Even if he was at ease with his body, for the sake of insurance, he still found a pack of banlan root powder from the drawer and drank it: he seemed to be a sick man in his dream, and if he was sick in reality, it would be a coincidence.

Holding the empty cup and looking at the scenery outside, Wu Zhong was a little confused in his mind: how could the dream be so real, it was as real as if he had another life.

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