Seeing this, everyone finally "understood" this strange thing, like finally understanding a brain-burning movie, and let out endless sighs. The expression on Qingyu's face is very different from others, how to say it, it seems to be surprised, but there seems to be a subtle expression information in the surprise, so that people can't tell whether she has guessed it a long time ago, or if she has only been like us now, she suddenly realized.

Mao Qian couldn't wait, and took the initiative to turn the page back, but it was empty, this was already the last page, but it was not the real last page, because there were obvious tears there.

"Torn off!" Yun Cheng couldn't hold his airway.

Everyone looked at Director Shen, and Director Shen said sadly: "She tore it." ”

This is an absurd story with no ending!

"Then how could Shen Yun have had a car accident?" I asked.

Director Shen continued to tell us that that evening, Shen Yun was out for a walk, and when she passed by the door of the apartment on her home, she heard two aunts mention her name.

"I heard that Shen Yun, the daughter of Teacher Shen's family, is poor, she has read her brain badly!"

"Who did you listen to?"

"My son is in the same school as her, and I heard that the school has spread the word!"

"Yes! That girl is a good person, why is her brain broken! ”

"Who knows, maybe it's a lot of pressure to study, and I can't stand it!"

Although Shen Yun felt uncomfortable, he did not have a seizure, but returned home calmly.

At night, I heard my parents arguing in the room.

"It's all you, she said at the beginning that she would study liberal arts and become a writer in the future. You just don't let him, you have to force him to study science. Okay now, people are driving you crazy! ”

"It's all my fault. But I didn't know she would be so psychologically fragile! ”

"And then?" I smelled a bad smell and asked nervously. Sure enough, Director Shen lowered his head and sighed: "That night, she ran to the street alone in the middle of the night and had a car accident. ”

Everyone was silent and did not speak.

Director Shen said bitterly: "She slammed the door and left, and her mother and I were stunned. Her back was still in front of her as she ran out of the house, the soft moonlight shining on her, and her mother and I thought that our quarrel was overheard by her, and she just went out to breathe, and let her go. I didn't expect this to go ......"

Li Yuncheng suddenly asked: "Why don't I seem to understand this story a little...... and then stared at me and asked, "Jinghong, did you make those dreams, or did Shen Yun ......?"

"They did it together." Mao Qian crossed her arms and stared at the Void Dao.

"Together?" Where can Cloud City understand.

"It's a dream." Mao Qian took a hand and used the argument I had thrown out earlier.

Yun Cheng's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a while before he said, "You mean the two of them...... At the same time...... Dreams of the same content? Moreover, this dream is just like interpersonal communication in reality, it is two-way and interactive? This...... What is this, it can't be explained at all! ”

Science, indeed, can't explain it, and Mao Qian has nothing to say. But Mao Qian is a Xuanling Master, so she can explain: "Now it seems that this must be the case, this is the whole truth!" ”

Director Shen frowned and asked puzzledly, "You ...... What the hell is being said? Shen Yun wrote that this book is not a diary, it is a novel! ”

The diary may not be all true, but the novel must be fake, and everyone knows this. But it is also undeniable that fiction is based on real life and is a reflection of real life.

We all know that this is a novel, but we all know the reason for the strange thing that happened to me from this novel, although the root cause of it is not yet known.

Ahem, if you can't know, don't know. Sometimes, we don't need to know that much.

A few of us were silent, and I knew that everyone was like me, trying to figure out the context of this story, and after a while, I asked, "Director Shen, haven't you read Shen Yun's manuscript?" ”

Director Shen looked at me, then looked at Shen Yun's first draft, and said, "Shen Yun's mother didn't know what it was, so I opened it and looked at it, I thought it was her diary, so I haven't read it." What's wrong? ”

I clearly remember the first time I met Shen Yun in a dream, I told Shen Yun my name very clearly, and I saw Shen Yun in the book just now that it was also recorded truthfully.

I handed the manuscript to Director Shen, who looked at me suspiciously and began to look through it. Everyone knows that Director Shen's worldview will slowly collapse after a while.

It's a story that's cut wrong.

All the puzzles have been solved, we asked Director Shen about the hospital where Shen Yun is located, and set off immediately.

Before leaving, Qingyu suddenly turned around and asked Director Shen, "Teacher Shen, why don't you recognize Shen Yun's dream?" ”

"I don't think that's realistic." Director Shen looked at her and said apologetically.

We left Shen's house and rushed to the hospital.

"Shen Yun was about to finish writing the ending." Mo Qingyu said with pity. I looked at her side face, and she hadn't spoken much when she was at Director Shen's house.

"What is going to happen to this ending?" She asked suddenly. This question stumped me, and I didn't know which angle to answer it from. I had to ask her, "What do you think the ending should be?" ”

She laughed bitterly at herself: "I'm not the original author, I really don't know how to write, if it were you, how would you write it?" She said this in the same tone as the original author could not write and asked for advice from others. But I couldn't answer her, and I was just as blinded as they were to it.

"You're one of the parties, aren't you?" Mo Qingyu reminded me. I almost didn't react, I was indeed one of the parties involved, and I couldn't escape.

Mo Qingyu looked into my eyes very seriously and asked, "Can you help her write it down?" What belongs to hers is yours, and the story that follows. ”

"Next?"

"What a pity it would be for such a magical and absurd story to have no ending, what do you say?"

I looked her in the eye, but I didn't have an answer. How do I pick it up?

Mo Qingyu didn't ask any more, just turned her face away, and said in the sky: "You say, why do people like to live in dreams, don't like to live in the moment, live in front of them, and live in reality." Even though I know that it is a dream and cannot come true, I still have to cling to it and explore it. ”

I chewed on the meaning of her words and said helplessly: "Because there is a lot of helplessness in reality, but in dreams, you can do it spontaneously." Reality is materialistic, while fantasy is idealistic. Who wouldn't want to live ideally? ”

"The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and they used to be shocked. Even if Tang Wan marries another, I'm afraid she still has expectations for Lu You in her heart. ”

I was stunned, wondering why she suddenly turned to this topic again, and couldn't help but be stunned: "What are you expecting?" ”

"What do you say?" She suddenly stared at me and smiled sadly.