Elevated roads at night, not too dense traffic. It's full of rhythm, but I don't understand the language of the song at all.,It's a little fast and it's always overtaking.。 Chen Wen's eyes widened vigorously and quickly confirmed that he was driving the car safely.

The street lamps on the left side of the elevated highway carried light and shadow, one after another, passing in front of his eyes.

What time is it, what is this section, and how did you get to this car? He didn't remember at all.

Such an advanced panel, full of buttons for the steering wheel. What made Chen Wen feel even more weird was that this car was actually ...... Driver's ...... That is, where he is sitting, on the right?

This made him hold on to the steering wheel hard, and first make sure to follow the traffic and drive the car in the lane.

It seems to be raining outside. It was the message from the creaking sound of the auto-sensing wipers activating. The wipers brushed again and again, but it didn't make the line of sight clearer.

Luckily, there is a fork in the elevated road here. Although he didn't slow down much, Chen Wen still turned his turn signal and turned the steering wheel to leave the elevated road from the fork in the road.

As the body turned, he finally saw clearly. It wasn't rain at all, it was water dripping down the front windshield from the roof. As he began to turn, the water tilted in the direction of the driver's seat, further obscuring the view.

No, that's not water at all!

The night diminished his ability to judge colors. He rubbed his eyes to see that the liquid that had been mistaken for rain was actually colored. And...... It's red...... It's like blood.

The doubts and uneasiness in his heart made Chen Wen continue to turn while lightly slamming on the brakes to slow down. As a result, this slowdown caused something to slide down the front windshield from the roof of the car, along with the red "blood", and hung right in front of him.

It was a blood-stained, even mutilated arm!

The five fingers on the palm of his hand also grabbed a few times as if they were twitching, making the action of grabbing Chen Wen through the glass!

Adversity......

Although I was only stunned by this scene for less than a second, the car that was still driving at high speed crashed into the fence of the elevated fork in the "boom" with a loud "boom". Chen Wen felt that he had been hammered hard. From the chest, throat, and entire skeleton to the point of falling apart.

In the following ten seconds, the whole car jumped up and leaped out of the elevated highway. The body rolled over, and Chen Wen, who was bound by the seat belt in the driver's seat, spun around quickly.

The last thing he saw through the window of the car before he lost consciousness with the massive impact of the crash to the ground was a strange temple in the center of the tumbling.

There was also the call of a man in his ear: "Eyes of Fallen Leaves!" ”

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Chen Wen sat up with a bullet in the violent twitching of his body, and most of the blanket that was originally covering his body fell to the ground. At this moment, at a distance of less than a meter, his eyes were met by a female face with delicate makeup.

"I'm guessing you'll wake up around this time." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, stretched out her body, which showed her proud figure in the upper body because her clothes were a little tight, and helped Chen Wen pick up the blanket, "Don't look around, don't think about it." Hurry up and recall the dream just now. ”

Chen Wen remembered. He didn't have that limousine at all, and he hadn't driven on the right-hand side of the road. It was he who had nightmares for three days, and his singer girlfriend Ye Xingtong asked his agent to find a psychiatrist named Nan Nan in front of him to treat him.

Because Chen Wen's nightmare was too dense and complicated, Nan Nan simply gave him the key to the clinic and asked him to sleep directly on the soft and comfortable consultation bed in the clinic when he worked late. This not only saves him time driving back to his home in the suburbs, allows him to sleep a little longer, but also wakes up in the morning to get her first diagnosis.

After breathing very hard and hard through his nose, he was fully conscious.

He remembered that his name was Chen Wen, thirty-two years old, the general manager of Shanghai Minxue Teaching Software, and an amateur writer. My girlfriend was just started talking half a year ago, her name is Ye Xingtong, and she is currently an Internet celebrity singer. It was after starting a relationship with her that the nightmare of going to do three or four times a week found me. And Dr. Nan Nan, a private psychiatric clinic not far from his company, has been here fifteen or sixteen times.

Every time he told Nan that he was going to sleep here, she would come early the next day. Bring him breakfast, and also do dream analysis for the first time.

As for the dream just now, Chen Wen had already sorted out the main context after a quick recall. In the second recollection, he took the pen and paper from Nan Nan's hand, and traced some key things as he spoke. That temple is the one he painted most carefully and clearly.

Nan Nan leaned aside, eating egg cakes while watching his complete painting process.

Egg cakes in Shanghai are different from pancakes, fruit or multigrain cakes. It is a more oily and wetter method, and if you have coriander wrapped in it, it will also bring out the flavor faster.

Now, Chen Wen was a little uncomfortable with the smell of coriander. He sped up telling and drawing. And at the end, tilt your head to the other side and cough.

"I said, Doctor Nan, can you please not eat something that tastes so strong when I recall my dreams?"

Nan Nan hurriedly took a few bites, and then shook the bag in his hand: "Look, I've finished eating." And that's part of the treatment. ”

"What kind of treatment is this......

"Improve your anti-interference skills. Either enable you to stay focused in an environment that touches your demons, or simply enable you to break your demons and embrace cilantro. ”

Chen Wen shook his head helplessly. He got down from the consultation bed while Nan Nan sat down at the computer to process the drawings he had just drawn and the details of the dreams he had just drawn, and hurriedly put on his coat and trousers.

"Your breakfast, without coriander, I've already put it at the front desk. Wash up and eat. Lest the nurses come to work and see that you are still dressing and combing your hair, and there is a misunderstanding about us. ”

Nan Nan's jokes are not malicious, or this is her speaking habit, and it also reflects her relationship with Chen Wen.

Chen Wen also does not like to compete with others for winning or losing, and is not even good at negotiating a good price in business. So he has a friend named Fang Chengyi who acts as the company's sales manager. He is talkative, thick-skinned, and willing to spend a lot of time dealing with people. If it weren't for him, even if Chen Wen's company's business in recent years was still all discussed, it was estimated that more than half of the price would be cut.

But Chen Wen's dislike and lack of good at it are caused by his good old man mentality, which does not mean that he will not be able to express and judge. On the contrary, he was able to become a patient that Dr. Nan Nan felt particularly attached to and interested in because he was extremely active and profound in his memory and analysis of dreams.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face, having a quick breakfast and reviewing the dream for the third time in your head. Chen Wen returned to the consultation room and sat down opposite Nannan, who was using the computer to record.

"I think, I know what I'm dreaming of."

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Chen Wen, 32 years old, is the general manager of Shanghai Minxue Teaching Software and an amateur writer

Nan Nan, psychiatrist