By the time I jumped out of the rows of seats, she had already left the door.

I chased out the door, and there was no sign of her in the long, quiet hallway, but I still didn't give up, and ran all the way down the aisle, checking every classroom as I went.

I ran all the way to the end of the aisle, and at a bend, I suddenly felt a delicate finger on my neck.

My heart tightened, and when I looked back, a pair of big watery and lively eyes were looking at me: "Why follow me?" She asked me with a smile.

I couldn't tell why I followed her, but my eyes stopped on her face and I couldn't take my eyes off her. I blurted out, "We've met!" ”

She asked, "Where have you seen it?" ”

"Where?" I meditated in my heart. She was still smiling, still looking at me. I was surprised for a while: "What's the matter, I've obviously seen her, I must have seen her, why can't I remember it for a while." ”

"Don't you think it's incredible that we'll be able to meet again." She said quietly.

"I didn't expect to see you again." I looked at my cheeks in a daze, remembering some kiss that hadn't been touched yet. By the way, I even remember this, but I still can't remember where it happened.

She suddenly approached me, and her face was only a kiss away from me. I seemed to feel her exhalation, but I was still looking at her in a daze, and she looked at me with the same smile.

I saw her so emotional, so emotional, I just wanted to hold her face and kiss her.

"What are you thinking?" She smiled with emotion, looking at me with so charming eyes.

Ha? Does she know how to read minds, does she see through my impure thoughts? I blushed.

"What's your name?"

"Why do you need to know. Perhaps, when the sun rises, you will find that knowing my name is a meaningless thing. ”

"Then I don't care, I just want to know. And I know, you're going to tell me. ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Some things can't be explained, but they can be affirmed." I replied affirmatively, staring into her eyes affirmatively.

The way she looked at me made me suddenly think of Mo Qingyu. It's strange why the image of Mo Qingyu suddenly popped up in my mind at this time.

I was thinking about it when I heard footsteps from the other end of the hallway. When I looked back, it turned out to be Mo Qingyu! Why, as soon as I thought of her, she was here.

I saw her looking left and right, as if she was looking for something. Just as I was about to look back at me, I felt my hand be taken up and pulled into the corner of the stairs. Mo Qingyu finally didn't see us.

"Who is she?" She asked with a slightly jealous smile.

"My classmates." I replied with a slight embarrassment.

"Why did she show up?"

"Is there anything strange about that?" I'm a little confused.

"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" My face turned red again.

"You like her?" She seemed to be casual, but she really asked to the end.

"Uh......" I don't know how to say. Not affirmative, not negative.

"I don't like it, but I like it?" It was actually seen through at a glance.

I couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how to read minds?" ”

"A girl's sixth sense." She smiled faintly.

I leaned into her face and said, "You've always made me feel mysterious." ”

"Because I was turned by an old witch who stole the little boy's dreams, believe it or not?" She winked mischievously.

I laughed too, "Is there a fair-skinned, beautiful, and likable old witch in the wizarding world?" ”

She didn't answer my words, and after a long time, she lightly opened her lips: "Zeng Jinghong!" "Gently pronounced my name and looked at me earnestly.

"How do you know my name?" I'm a little confused.

"You have a terrible memory! You told me! ”

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a stern voice came, and a middle-aged man walked menacingly from the opposite side of the corridor.

"Oops, it's Director Shen!" I was so frightened that my face turned pale.

Suddenly, I felt a delicate and soft hand grasp my palm. I turned my head to look, only to see her puff up her chest slightly, stand up straight, and said softly: "Calm! ”

I was immediately impressed, so powerful, the director of education is not afraid!

Teacher Shen walked up to us with a ruler in his hand, first glanced at me vigorously, and then fixed his eyes on her face, and the wind of words shot like a sword and thorn: "Why don't you go into the classroom?" ”

I was embarrassed and at a loss, but I heard a pretended angry sentence in my ear: "Why don't you talk well?" I was shocked and looked back, only to see a wistful smile on her face.

"If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright. Attention! She suddenly shouted like an officer's order.

My whole body was terrified from the scalp to the center of my feet. She's demon-possessed! I was sweating like rain, thinking that Director Shen would definitely be furious...... Unexpectedly, the director stood solemnly and straight.

I don't understand it now, is Director Shen possessed by a ghost?

She had a satisfied expression, and said, "Say it again, classmates, tell me earlier." ”

"Classmate, morning!" Director Shen obediently said.

I looked at them in a daze, wondering if I was blinded by a ghost. How to see it is the exact opposite of reality.

"Well, next time you are not allowed to wear such a short skirt to class."

Skirt? I couldn't believe my ears and stared at her face in a daze. She smiled mischievously at me, Nunu. I looked down at Director Shen's lower body, and I was really wearing a Scottish-style skirt.

She whispered in my ear, "We're dreaming now! What are you afraid of him? ”

That's right! It's a dream, it must be a dream. Only then did I realize the crux of the problem, looked at Director Shen's embarrassed fiddling with his skirt, and asked, "Then why can you control his behavior?" ”

"Because dreams are controlled by us!"

"Control dreams?"

"What can control dreams is called lucid dreaming. Not only can I do it, so can you. ”

"May I?" I pointed to the center of my nose and was pleasantly surprised.

"Give it a try."

I immediately gestured and casually shouted a spell: "Except for your weapons!" Director Shen's big horn was knocked off the ground. He gestured again and shouted, "Empty and forgetful!" Seeing a flash of golden light, Director Shen rolled his eyelids, looked at his hands and feet, and asked, "Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?" "With this thousand-year-old unsolved philosophical question, he walked away.

"Follow me!" She smiled and took my hand, and the warmth and softness regained as he led me down the stairs. Strangely, there didn't seem to be anyone in the whole school, and she didn't stop until she led me to the door of the library.

I don't know why she brought me here: "We can't get in without the administrator." ”

"Yes. We can go in as long as we want. She smiled and pushed it easily, and the door opened.

I was surprised, "How did you do that?" ”

"The world is governed by our minds, and we can do it if we want to. Come on in! ”

I'm so amazed, I can't suppress the ecstasy in my heart, I can do it as long as I want to, I like this setting!

I followed her into the library, and found that she seemed to have a feeling of familiarity with the road, and she was very familiar with it.

"Do you come here often?" I wondered.

"Well, I often read here, but sometimes there are too many people, and I only like to be alone, reading in a quiet place." She walked as she spoke, brushing her slender fingers through the neatly arranged books. Suddenly stopped, and pulled out a book called "The Age of Divine Concealment" from the shelf. I took a look, and it was written by a writer with the pen name "Ming Leiluo".

"It's still here! I love this book. She couldn't help but say, "So I deliberately put it in this inconspicuous place, hoping not to be taken away by others." She looked at it, paused, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what 'Shen Yin' means?"

I thought about it for a moment and said, "This is an ancient Japanese folklore. Legend has it that some people disappeared for no reason, and they couldn't find them, so they believed that they were hidden by gods and monsters, and thus disappeared from human society, and their whereabouts are unknown. Hayao Miyazaki's anime film "Spirited Away's Hide" is not such a story. In short, the ancients believed that the hidden gods were the conduit between humans and the supernatural world. ”

She looked at me and said with a smile: "Actually, some people in ancient times took advantage of people's belief in the hidden gods to try to escape from the shackles of the real world and get rid of the shackles of established social roles. Marriage evasion, military evasion, desertion...... Once they escape, people will also attribute it to the fact that there is a divine hidden. This actually corresponds to the sorrow of being a human being who has nothing to escape from heaven and earth under the fierce imprint of social roles. ”

I looked at her side face and was stunned: "You mean, the hidden god is actually a kind of faith shelter, which provides a way to escape from the real world, so that the tired masses of beings can abandon the shackles of established roles, break free from the complex network of people, and gain a path to freedom?" ”

"Modern people naturally know that the gods are just legends, but ancient people can use this kind of legend belief to protect their disappearance."

I suddenly wondered why she was discussing the topic of the hidden with me. I couldn't help but wonder if my current situation with her had anything to do with the hidden gods. And then I thought of what she had just said to me that she was an old witch as if she were jokingly.

"How do you know?" I squinted at her and asked cautiously.

"I saw it in the book." She put the book back in its place.

"You like to read?" I frowned.

She smiled softly: "Well, I think it's a little lucky to be able to see a good book, like making a close friend." ”

I couldn't help but be overjoyed when I heard it, it turned out that she and I had something in common. Even if she is really a witch of the wasteland or can be transformed into a masked witch, she is also an elegant and lively witch or witch who is detached from low-level interests.

"I love to read too!" With a sense of joy at finding like-minded book friends, I said, "Novels with connotation, novels that warm my heart, they are like fresheners that activate the weakened cells in my body." Every time I read them, I drink nectar and forget all my troubles. ”

After saying this, I unconsciously looked at her and realized that she was also looking at me. We looked at each other for a moment, and time seemed to slow down. I looked at her cheeks, her breathing slowly rapid, and a wave of grief and anger slowly overflowed my chest, making me want to cry. I finally couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what's going on." I...... I don't want to just keep you the way you are. If it's a dream, there's nothing left when you wake up. ”

I vented to myself, but in the end I was helpless, but I was really unwilling to ask: "Is this really a dream?" I asked cautiously, for fear of waking up suddenly, because every time I used to dream, I would wake up when I realized it was a dream.

"I don't know," she looked at me, "what do you think?" ”

I swallowed in my throat and said, "Will we meet again?" ”

She shook her head, thinking seriously, but there was tenderness in her eyes, and she said faintly: "If this is a dream, do you like to dream like this, do you like to dream of me?" ”

I just felt my heart pounding: "If it's a dream, I just hope I don't wake up." ”

"Why?"

"Because," I wanted to express the emotions in my heart, "I feel wonderful to be with you, very happy, very relaxed, very ......" as he spoke, but he sighed and couldn't continue.

"I don't know why we met, but I know there must be a reason," she said with a light smile. ”

"A dream, or not a dream," I murmured, "but when you hold my hand, it feels so thorough, so real." As I said this, I suddenly felt like I was about to wake up.

"So, do you want to know my name?" She asked me suddenly.

"Of course." I felt my consciousness waking up, and I couldn't wait for her to speak up.

She slowly stood on her tiptoes and brought her lips to my ear......