I have to admit that at a time like this afternoon, if I don't go shopping with my girlfriend, try snacks, and drink a jelly fruit drink, I'm so sorry for myself.

At least Wen Yan thinks so: her husband is at work, her son is at school, and she doesn't have to go to work in the afternoon - so, what are you waiting for?

She sat elegantly on the sofa and dialed Zhou Ling's phone - although she was not the best friend, it was certain that Zhou Ling was definitely free in the afternoon.

The phone rang three times and was answered.

"Hi dear Miss Zhou, are you free in the afternoon?" Wen Yan said in a sweet voice.

A woman's rapid gasp came from the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds, Wen Yan heard Zhou Ling almost screaming: "Oh my God! It really happened! Oh my God, what should I do? ”

Wen Yan felt inexplicable: "Hey, Zhou Ling? What happened to you? ”

Zhou Ling still repeated that sentence, and she seemed to cry: "Oh my God! What exactly should I do? I...... Oh, God! ”

Wen Yan sat up from the sofa: "What the hell is going on?" Zhou Ling, calm down! ”

After half a minute, Zhou Ling on the other side of the phone calmed down a little, and she let out a long breath: "Is it warm?" I...... I really don't know where to start. ”

"From what I'm interested in, like, why do you react this way when you get a call?"

"I ...... Maybe you don't believe it, but I'll tell you anyway...... I ...... last night I had a strange dream. ”

"Go on."

"I dreamed about some things, and some of them were terrible."

"And then?"

"And then," she became agitated again, "God, all these things have been fulfilled today!" ”

"What's going on?"

"First of all, I dreamed that while I was having breakfast, my husband received a call from his unit telling him that he was going to Guangzhou for a meeting today. As a result, this morning at breakfast, his cell phone rang – exactly like in his dream, his boss asked him to fly to Guangzhou for a meeting in the afternoon! ”

"Are you sure he didn't tell you about it last night?"

"He himself only found out this morning!"

"What, then, has been fulfilled?"

"Yes, the second thing I dreamed about was that you were going to call me around two o'clock this afternoon and ask me to go shopping. It's happening again, isn't it? “

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment: "Zhou Ling, are you kidding me?" ”

"Oh, trust me." Zhou Ling smiled wryly and said, "I hope this is a joke more than anyone else, but the truth is just the opposite." ”

"So, what else did you dream about?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for more than ten seconds, and finally, she said: "I dreamed of a big earthquake, which started at seven o'clock this evening. ”

“…… So, do you think it's going to happen too? ”

"What else could I think? The first two things have been fulfilled! ”

Wen Yan frowned and thought for a while: "Look, Zhou Ling, the first two things may just be a coincidence. It's not uncommon for your husband to go to meetings, and I'll call you every now and then to ask you to go shopping. It's not surprising that these things coincide with the dream, right? ”

"No, you don't understand." Zhou Ling said bitterly, "I can't be wrong with this feeling!" Do you know? This is not the first time. ”

"What do you mean?"

“…… There's something I haven't told you all along. When I was in high school, I dreamed one night that my best friend, a boy in my class at the time, fell into a river and drowned...... I didn't really care about it at the time because it was just a dream. However, after school the next day, he really went down to the river with a few classmates to swim, and then ......" Zhou Ling on the other end of the phone cried.

"What? Did he really drown? Wen Yan asked urgently.

“…… Yes, you know what? I was very fond of him, I had always had a crush on him, but I knew and witnessed his death, which was cruel to me! Zhou Ling couldn't cry anymore.

"Did you tell anyone about it?"

"I told my best friends at the time, but none of them believed me, and they all thought I was crazy."

Wen Yan frowned, she began to feel that this matter was not so simple.

"So, I mean, even if you can really see what is going to happen in your dreams, you don't need to be so nervous and painful, right? You can take refuge in a safe place with your family before the earthquake hits. Wen Yan said.

"But, oh my God! I've dreamed of something even more terrible! It overwhelms me! I don't know what to do! ”

"Wait," Wen Yan was a little confused, "you mean, in your dreams, there is something worse than a big earthquake?" I just can't think of anything worse than that. ”

"Absolutely! I dreamed that I was dead! It was like watching a movie and I clearly saw myself lying motionless on the ground with a trace of blood at the corner of my mouth! Oh! Oh my God, what the hell am I going to do? "You calm down first, Zhou Ling. You...... How did he die? I mean, in a dream. ”

"I can't remember! You know, it's impossible for everyone to write down their dreams in their entirety. Damn, I can't remember how I died! ”

"Remember again, Zhou Ling."

"I've been thinking about it all morning, and I still can't remember. However, I can clearly remember how I felt in my dreams, and I was quite frightened and upset before I died! But I forgot what caused me to be like this, what a nightmare! ”

"Let me help you, Zhou Ling, you start with the first thing in your dream and think about it well."

"Okay, I'll try again. Belch...... I dreamed that I was sitting at the dinner table with my husband and daughter, and I was sitting on his left side. Then, his phone rang and the company called him to Guangzhou for a meeting...... It's exactly the same thing that happened this morning! Next, I got a call from you, yes, just like now. Then, you seem to have broken a cyan bottle......"

"Wait, you're saying I broke a cyan bottle? That's not right, I didn't break any bottles today. ”

"God knows, maybe not everything I see in my dreams is so accurate."

Wen Yan laughed happily: "Zhou Ling, you see, you have dreamed of many things, some of which have come true, and some of which have not, which shows that your 'foresight' is not 100% accurate. So you don't have to worry about it, it's just a normal nightmare. ”

Zhou Ling on the other side of the phone seemed to be much better: "Really? If that's the case, that's great. I wish it was what you said. ”

"Alright, don't think about it. Go take a shower, listen to music again, and everything will be fine. ”

"Thank you, I will. But ......"

"Anything else?"

"Hmm...... In fact, I haven't finished talking about it yet, and I saw some strange things in my dreams. ”

"You saw the earthquake, and you saw yourself die, and this dream is not over? God, you've had this dream long enough. So what else do you see? ”

“…… I'm sorry, I guess forget it, I don't want to talk about it, because it's so weird, how could I dream of such a thing? And I can't think of anything to do with the previous events. ”

"Then forget about it." Wen Yan said, "Stop torturing your fragile nerves, take a good rest." ”

“…… I think yes, thanks, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Wen let out a long breath. She sat on the sofa and thought carefully about the conversation just now, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly—she was no longer a naïve little girl, and she almost believed in fairy tales like "dream prophecy".

Since I didn't find anyone to shop with, I was the only one who went shopping. Wen Yan sat down at the dresser to make up for it, and then chose the right clothes for going out in the wardrobe.

After looking for a long time, Wen Yan suddenly remembered that the short green skirt she bought recently was still hanging on the balcony after washing, and she decided to wear it out, so she walked to the balcony to collect her clothes.

Wen Yan hummed a little song while casually pushing open the balcony door - who knew that after the door was pushed open, it hit the clothes pole on the side, and the plastic pole more than a meter long fell diagonally and smashed into a cyan vase, which shattered to the ground with a "bang".

From the time the door was pushed open to the time the bottle was broken, it was only a short one or two seconds, so that Wen Yan didn't react to what was happening. But when she saw the blue shards on the ground, she froze. She suddenly remembered what Zhou Ling had said just now: she dreamed that she broke a cyan vase. But why can't I remember having one of these vases at home?

Wen Yan tried to calm himself down. After a while, she remembered that there was indeed such a blue vase on the bookcase in the small study that she did not frequent, which her husband had bought many years ago. When her husband is working in the study, he likes to smell some light flowers, so he often changes the water in the vase. Wen Yan barely touched the vase.

But how did it get to the balcony? Maybe the husband forgot to take it in after changing the water. But it's not this question that matters now - all Wen Yanman's mind is thinking about Zhou Ling's dream prophecy.

Wen Yan sat back on the sofa in the living room and began to clear her mess - Zhou Ling said that what she saw in her dream had been fulfilled twice; Is this incident the third one? If even this thing is fulfilled, what about the fourth thing? Will it be fulfilled?

Wen Yan suddenly remembered the fourth thing Zhou Ling dreamed of-at seven o'clock tonight, there would be a big earthquake.

Wen Yan's heart began to beat "dongdong", and she knew that this feeling was not good.

She really didn't want to believe in any "dream prophecies", but she couldn't fool herself - the three things that happened before couldn't be a coincidence, even a fool could see it.

Wen Yan became nervous, and she suddenly felt that there was indeed something wrong with the weather today, it was abnormally hot, and there was not even a hint of breeze - was this a sign before the earthquake came?

Wen Yan looked at his watch, it was 3:40 p.m.

After hesitating for the last two minutes, Wen Yan made a decision - he would rather believe it than believe it. She lives on the 15th floor and can't afford to take the risk.

Wen Yan's first thought was that she had to inform her husband and son quickly, and she quickly dialed her husband's mobile phone number.

"Honey, what's the matter?" Wen Yan's husband, Han Yi, asked after answering the phone.

"I ......," Wen Yan took the phone receiver and found that he didn't know where to start.

"What's wrong?"

"You...... When will you be back in a moment? ”

"Oh, by the way, I won't come back for dinner today, I want to negotiate a business with a few foreign businessmen on behalf of the company, and by the way, you don't have to wait for me."

"What! You're not coming back? Wen Yan was anxious.

"What's wrong? It's not the first time. What's wrong with you today? ”

"You must be back before dinner today! I'm going to tell you something important! ”

"What's wrong? Say it now. ”

“…… I received the news that there will be a big earthquake at seven o'clock tonight! ”

"What? Earthquake? Han Yi was ridiculed by this reason, "As far as I know, today is not April Fool's Day. ”

"I'm not kidding! It's true! ”

"How do you know? What the Earthquake Bureau didn't detect, and you noticed it? ”

"It's not me, it's ......" Wen Yan could only recount all the events that happened this afternoon.

After listening, Han Yi was silent for a few seconds: "That vase is indeed that I forgot to bring it into the study after changing the water in the morning, but I think these are just coincidences." ”

"What about the first two things? Also a coincidence? ”

"There are some things in the world that are very coincidental, don't worry too much."

"Don't you care?"

"Listen, Wen Yan, I'm willing to believe your speculation, but I can't shirk the company's arrangement for this reason. Tonight's events are important to the company and to me. Do you understand? ”

"But ......"

"Okay, I can't call anymore, it's working time, goodbye." Han Yi hung up the phone.

Wen Yan saw that she couldn't convince her husband, so she quickly dialed her son's school again.

Wen Yan's son's name is Han Ming, and he attends a closed junior high school, and he can only go home on Saturdays and Sundays, and today is Tuesday.

After finding his son's homeroom teacher on the phone, Wen Yan proposed that he must talk to his son immediately.

"Wait a minute, I'll call him." The head teacher said.

A few minutes later, Han Minglai answered the phone: "Mom, is there something wrong?" ”

"Son, listen to me, you will come home immediately after school this afternoon, and I will ask your teacher for leave."

"Why? Mom, what's wrong? ”

"Don't ask, do as I say!"

"No, my classmate's birthday is tonight, and we made an appointment to celebrate in the dormitory!"

"Obedient! What is the important thing for classmates to celebrate their birthdays! ”

"Then you didn't say you had anything important!"

"I ......" Wen Yan didn't know what to say, she estimated that if she told the reason, her son wouldn't believe it.

"Mom, I'll hang up the phone if it's okay, I have to go back to class!"

"Hey, wait......" Before Wen Yan finished speaking, his son also hung up the phone.

Wen Yan sat on the sofa with her ass, and she felt isolated.

She looked at the time again, and it was already past four o'clock.

Wen Yan was anxious, she weighed it carefully for a few minutes, and found that only after going to her husband's company to persuade her husband in person could she go with him to talk about her son.

didn't have time to think about it, Wen Yan immediately took the elevator downstairs, drove the car out of the parking lot, and sped to her husband's company.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Yan found him in her husband's office.

"Why are you here?" Han Yi's face was gloomy, "Which tendon is wrong for you today?" ”

"If you don't think about yourself, don't you care about your son?"

"But how do you want me to believe your unreasonable inferences? It's ridiculous! ”

"What makes no sense? Almost all of the things that Zhou Ling dreamed of came true! What do you have to do to believe it? ”

"Have they all been fulfilled? What else did she dream about? Han Yi asked impatiently.

"She dreamed that her husband was on a business trip, that I would call her in the afternoon, that I would break a blue vase today, and that she herself would die, and that the next thing would be the big earthquake!"

"Wait a minute, you said she dreamed she was dead? That's the problem. ”

"What?"

"Actually, Zhou Ling is alive and well now, isn't she? She didn't die. You still say that all her dreams have been fulfilled? ”

"Probably...... Not everything is so accurate...... But ......" Wen Yan found that he could not justify himself.

Nether's Tales of the Night Latest Chapter 28 Chapter 28 The First Story Nightmare (1)

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