After a day's class in a hurry, Lin Sheng rejected Shen Yan's idea of asking him to have a snack in the afternoon.

It's not because he doesn't want to go, he likes a lot of snacks in the school snack street. It's a pity that he can only spend an average of three dollars a day now, so he has to be economical.

Take the free bus back.

Lin Sheng sat by the window, looking out the window on the right side of the old street that was passing quickly.

The crooked-looking folk patterns of flowers and birds, carved on the edges of the store plaques and the corners of the walls, reminded him of last night's nightmare.

'Toot.... Next stop, the Old Town Textile Mill. The standard Celine female voice brought Lin Sheng back from his thoughts.

He lifted his off-white bag, got up from his seat, and gave it to an old woman who had just gotten on the bus. Then he grabbed the handrail above his head and slowly squeezed through the crowd and moved towards the door.

'Squeeze what, squeeze it!'

'Young people, beware! Don't disturb everyone. ’

'My feet, you stepped on my feet!'

The crowd around them made noises, like children's toys that screamed at the slightest touch.

Lin Sheng was unmoved, he was one meter seventy-five tall, his figure was neither thin nor fat, and his muscles hidden under the school uniform were healthy and powerful. There are no drawbacks except that the skin is somewhat white like a white person.

Burst.

The car door opened automatically, Lin Sheng jumped down, took a deep breath, and looked back at the car.

Seven or eight more people got up in the bus, and the whole car was like an expired can that was about to blow up, slowly closing the door and starting to leave.

More than ten meters to the right from the bus station, is his community - Huilian Community.

The gate of the community is a round arched iron frame, and the row of square words 'Huilian Community' on the top hangs a little crookedly.

On both sides of the gate are uncles and aunts who carry baskets to sell vegetables. Some residents stopped in front of the vegetable stalls to bargain.

By the afternoon, the temperature had dropped to the mid-twenties, not as hot as during the day.

Lin Sheng walked through the somewhat rusty red-painted iron gate and walked straight along the slope to the depths of the community.

Walk to the fifth building and turn right. Entered the stairwell of Unit 11.

The walls of the corridor are plastered with all kinds of small advertisements, lockpickers, sewer repairs, moving companies, and everything in a mess.

He walked on the stairs, suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were a little slimy, and when he looked up, he didn't know who had spilled the ice cream on the ground, and he had stepped on it. On the inside of the soles of the white sneakers, there is already a lot of milky white ice cream.

He frowned and scraped the edges and corners of the stairs, barely getting them clean, before continuing upstairs.

When I got to the third floor, I took out the key, skillfully opened the security door of the first house on the left, and walked in.

"Daddy. Standing at the door, Lin Sheng shouted.

There was no one in the house, not a single voice.

He silently changed his slippers and closed the door with his backhand.

Follow the hallway through the living room and into the bedroom.

Lin Sheng couldn't help but glance at his desk, and the chair in front of the table seemed to be sitting on the back of the last night's dream.

He was silent, walked over, gently pulled back his chair, and sat down. Surround yourself with fluffy cloth cushions and stiff backrests.

After a day of classes, as soon as I sat down, a deep sense of sleepiness came up.

Lin Sheng stood up, a little afraid to sleep on the table, last night's nightmare made him remember it vividly.

Every afternoon when he comes home, he has the habit of taking a half-hour nap. Last night's nightmare frightened him, but it was just a dream.

With such thoughts.

He hesitated, but walked to the bed, took off his outer coat and school uniform, turned over and pulled the quilt, and covered his stomach.

The sunset outside the window spilled like blood into the bedroom, on the desk, on the floor tiles.

In a daze, Lin Sheng's consciousness slowly blurred.

I don't know how long I slept.

Suddenly, a small cry in his ears woke him up from his sleep.

Woo....

The voice was like a woman weeping, and it was like singing something.

Sad, hopeless, scathing. This is accompanied by the occasional sound of rapid breathing.

Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

He lay on the bed again, motionless.

Out of the corner of his eye, a white dress was still sitting at the desk.

Unlike last time, this time the girl in the white dress hurriedly loosened her shoulders and kept making thin frightened convulsions. It's like an over-frightened panicker.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

The footsteps came again.

Lin Sheng could feel that someone was approaching step by step from the corridor, through the living room, towards the bedroom.

The hazy footsteps grew clearer and louder.

The woman at the desk cried even more rapidly, her shoulders twitching faster. The whole person seems to be ready to get up and run away at any time.

Footsteps are getting closer.

Click.

The door slowly opened.

Lin Sheng's scalp tightened, and for some reason, a strong fear welled up in his heart.

Everything was quiet for a moment.

Burst!!

Suddenly, the quilt was lifted.

Lin Sheng felt numb all over his body, his eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils locked.

The man didn't know when, he had already walked to the end of the bed, lifted the thin quilt and threw himself at him.

Yes!!!

Lin Sheng raised his head sharply and straightened up from the bed. My head was a mess.

Call... Call... Call...

He gasped quickly, sweat drenched and his close-fitting T-shirt soaked.

"I ..... I...."He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

The brain went blank.

Just sat on the bed in a daze, motionless, for more than ten minutes.

He tried to breathe as calmly as he could, until his heartbeat slowed down completely, and it stopped popping like a drum, and then he looked around.

The bedroom was empty, and the silver crescent moon outside the window shone a delicate veil of light.

Lin Sheng stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, his hands were full of sweat.

"Hell, I can even dream of that even when I take a nap...."He slowly leaned back against the head of the bed and took a deep breath.

"It's still the same dream I had before.... This time, it's closer...", he felt a deep sense of panic in his heart.

But his usual habit of calmness made him constantly suppress his beating heart.

"I'm afraid I can't solve anything, I have to be calm....."

From a very young age, he understood a truth, the more flustered, the easier it is to make mistakes, the easier it is to waste time and energy.

Only by being calm can we find the fastest solution to the difficulty.

Lin Sheng kept taking deep breaths, leaning on the head of the bed, calming his heartbeat again and again.

It took about five minutes for him to completely empty his brain and let his emotions return to normal.

"This dream is getting closer and closer every time. The footsteps before were just outside the door, but now they actually entered the room, and they can even lift my quilt!" Lin Sheng felt that this was some kind of foreshadowing.

He had a feeling that if he let the owner of that footstep open his own quilt first, he would grab himself.

Something unimaginable can happen after that.

He had such a premonition, an ominous premonition.

"Look at it again, if it's still this dream next time, you'll have to think of a way...."Lin Sheng decided in his heart. Even the memories of past lives can be awakened, and there is nothing that can't happen.