Chapter 1: Years of Strange Dreams

At the beginning of the morning, Qi Zhiming lay on his back on the grass, slowly opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and looked at the blue sky above, without a trace of clouds. Then I turned my head to look around, the morning light reflected on the dew drops on the leaves of the grass and trees, reflecting the crystal light, with a slight red and yellow color, shaking and colorful.

After a night of dew, the grass and trees in the forest became more and more verdant.

The insects around are singing and harmonizing, one after another, like a singing competition, scrambling to be the first.

It's a new dawn again, and everything is still the same, still the barracks of the past, and the familiar sound of drills for the soldiers. However, today is a little different, and the day I left the barracks is today.

Qi Zhiming shook his head, last night's dream, since he was eight years old, has been with him for more than ten years. Every night I would see a little bare-bottomed doll in my dreams, white and chubby, bouncing on my body, trying to get up but not getting up.

It's just a dream once in a while. It's unusual to have the same dream for more than ten years. I also once sought answers on the Internet, interpreting the dream as "dreaming of a villain, you need to avoid being spoiled by the villain in life." ”

"It's!"

How can a soldier, an atheist, believe in the existence of these non-existents? At that time, I just laughed it off and ignored it. After all, I didn't bother myself, whatever.

But recently, the bare-ass little doll in the dream suddenly became even worse. He actually ran to his head and pulled his hair and pulled his ears. As if he had used a lot of strength, his little face was flushed, and he was so anxious that he danced with his hands, as if he was very anxious.

Although I had the same dream every night, it didn't affect my sleep, and when I woke up the next day, I was still in good spirits.

But the work is a little unsatisfactory.

Today is the day of demobilization from the army, but I am drunk and sleeping on the grass, which may be the last time I kiss this land. I felt that my face was wrinkled, and although I could hold up a smiling face, I couldn't hide the loss in my heart.

After eight years of military career, I have long regarded the military camp as my home, but today I must leave.

I am at a loss for the unknown new environment in the future, and I am at a loss for my future life and work, and I have no confidence in my heart, because there is no ready-made job.

It was so sudden that before everything could be arranged, he was discharged.

Several years of special forces life have honed a man's perseverance and self-confidence, and the expectations of his parents, wife and children have offset some losses.

Qi Zhiming worked hard to straighten out his simple luggage and walked out of the barracks early.

The farewell party was very late last night, and several comrades who got along were still drunk and didn't wake up. It's good to avoid the sadness of parting.

He saluted the soldiers one by one, with a calm face, and greeted the morning light, and stepped on the bus home.

It is more than 400 miles away from home, and it is not far away, but it is not close.

You have to spend the night in a small county town 100 kilometers away from your home, and you can only get home by car the next morning. It takes more than half a day, which is a lot of torture for people who are like arrows.

I found a hotel near the bus station and hurriedly fell asleep.

I drank a lot last night, and now I'm still so sick that I feel a little nauseous and want to vomit.

I am very familiar with this county, and I spent six years of junior high school and high school here.

There are also many classmates, but after several years of military career, they have long lost contact. Except for a few good classmates and a few comrades-in-arms, few people in this world will know about their existence. What's more, he was disposed of on his back and went home in embarrassment.

Although he used to be the squadron leader of the special brigade and a company-level officer, he responded to the call at that time. But now that I'm nothing, I don't even have a job, so naturally I'm not in the mood to call friends.

The body was uncomfortable due to drunkenness, and the mood was also gray, and there was no appetite, so I washed and went to bed early.

Everything was as dreamy as before, and the little bare-bottomed doll seemed to be a little taller than before. No adult knows how to put some clothes on the child, so it is a dereliction of duty to let the child have such a bare ass and a cute little teapot.

Qi Zhiming now feels that he is going home, his body and mind are extremely relaxed, and he even wants to tease this little doll and his cute little teapot, but he can't lift his hands and feet.

Instead, I felt that my consciousness and thoughts had left my body, and I could slowly see myself sleeping on the bed, getting farther and farther away from my current self.

Then he followed the little doll through the wall and fluttered through the air. There are still a few pedestrians shuttling through the empty streets.

I was amazed at what was going on, but I wasn't afraid. It's just a dream, and everything will be normal when you wake up, but this time the dream is much more real than ever.

I came to a small hill, this is Mt. Aomine.

Qi Zhiming is very familiar with this mountain, and he doesn't know how many times he has been here when he was studying before.

Although there are many forests on the mountain, those ravines and ravines are still deeply remembered, and how can you forget the places you have walked in?

This small county has a population of more than 100,000 people, and I don't know how many people come to climb for morning exercises and fall in love.

At an altitude of more than 300 meters, there are only a few steep places that few people have set foot in.

Scattered orchards, forgotten, are overgrown like crazy grass, and almost want fruit trees to stand shoulder to shoulder.

These are fruit trees planted on the land of nearby residents for more compensation. There were a few rusty spots hanging from the trees. There was no one to manage it, no one to pick it, just alone, waiting for the birds to peck at or fall to the ground.

When Qi Zhiming floated here, the lights on the surrounding high-rise buildings dimly reflected this familiar land, and he felt an inexplicable cordiality in a trance.

The little doll came to a stop in front of a huge rock.

This is the steepest and steepest part of the mountain, and a huge rock is completely integrated, and the knife and axe are like slashing and slashing at the top of the peak. Fifty or sixty meters high and wide, without any attachments, the smooth rock wall does not grow a single grass, and it looks a little abrupt on this low earth mountain.

Usually tourists only take pictures in the background, but no one has ever climbed it.

The little doll took him straight into the huge rock, as calmly as he walked on the street, without the slightest obstacle.

Qi Zhiming was surprised, and wanted to ask but couldn't open his mouth.