Bang bang bang! There was a rapid knocking sound.

My ears shook, and it felt like someone had been beaten with a stick, and it was as if I had been pulled by some force and fell into a bottomless black hole.

I suddenly looked up, slowly regained consciousness, and finally found myself sitting in the classroom.

What's going on?

"Hey, class is over!" Li Yuncheng put his face in front of me, "Have you slept enough?" ”

I asked anxiously, "What about her?"

"Who?" Yuncheng looked left and right, I don't know why.

I looked at the seat in the corner of the front right row, but saw that Mo Qingyu was still sitting there. She was packing up her books, and when she looked back at me, she smiled at me.

But I was lost, and I was lost, because I reluctantly understood, and had to accept that everything I had just done was a dream.

Dream! By the way, I finally realized that the last time I met her, it was also in a dream! The kiss that couldn't touch the lips in the end happened in a dream!

I, twice in a row, dreamed of the same person, a person I didn't know! How could there be such a strange dream! If the first time was a dream by chance, why did you dream again this time.

My mind was confused, and for a moment, I couldn't even figure out which was a dream and which was reality. I suddenly remembered something, and whispered, "Her name is ...... Damn, I can't remember! "I actually forgot her name the moment I woke up!

She was both real and unreal, dreaming that everything about her was so real and palpable, her smile, her breath, and the warmth of her palms. But it's so illusory, when you wake up, it's gone, and suddenly everything is empty, and you can't even remember the name, and no matter how hard you try to catch it, it's like a finger of quicksand.

I stared straight at me, not knowing what was going on, this time I really didn't.

"What's wrong with you?" I seemed to hear Yun Cheng shaking me, "Are you stupid?" ”

"Cloud City, let me tell you a strange thing." I turned to him and said. ”

"What's the matter, you say." Cloud City also seemed to be frightened by my appearance.

I looked at him in a daze, but I didn't know how to explain it to him, and I thought he must not understand all this.

I looked at his face for a while, but then said, "Forget it, I really don't know how to tell you." ”

Yun Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said stupidly: "Why do you want to stop talking." ”

"I'll tell you later." With that, I stood up and walked out the door.

Cloud City shouted behind him, whirring and chasing.

"You're kidding!"

When I told Mao Qian about the second dream of that "strange girl", her first reaction was to be extremely shocked, "You dreamed of that girl again!" ”

"Hmm!" "She told me her name back, but I couldn't remember it." When he said it, he was filled with endless regret.

"Wait a minute." Yun Cheng scratched his head in confusion, "I don't seem to understand too much." ”

Mao Qian's right wrist was close to her stomach, her left elbow was on the back of her right hand, and her fingers were placed on her forehead casually and chicly, looking like a great detective starting to take a reasoning class: "Is it a continuation of dreams?" ”

Yun Chengqi said: "What is the continuation of the dream?" ”

"Have you ever had such an experience, the moment you woke up, you realized that you were just having a sweet dream, so you didn't want to wake up, and continued to sleep, and sometimes you can really continue the dream just now. I've had one or two times when I woke up in a daze when I was dreaming, and found that it was a dream, and then continued to sleep, but I didn't expect to continue with the dream I just had. ”

"Wow! It's amazing. Yun Cheng listened with envy and begged, "Mao Qian, do you have any way to control your dreams?" Teach me. ”

"Teach you?" Mao Qian glanced at him shamelessly, "So that you can do that kind of ignorant and shameless dream with your heart?" ”

"If you're willing to show up, I won't always rely on dreaming!" Yun Cheng's two index fingers hurt each other, bowing their heads and snorting.

I shook my head speechlessly. Alas, these two jokers!

"Are you trying to get my question off the rails? It's not like waking up and falling asleep and continuing to dream, but I dreamed once last week and dreamed again today. It's been a long time coming! ”

Li Yuncheng was stunned: "You still dreamed about it a week ago?" Then why didn't you tell me? ”

"What's the use of telling you?" Mao Qian sneered.

"Mao Qian, you say, is this unknown?" I asked.

"Do you find this kind of thing difficult to understand?" Mao Qian asked me.

"Do you think that's understandable?" I asked rhetorically.

"What's the point?" Yun Cheng drooped his eyelids and said nonchalantly, "Who said that dream renewals can only be intermittent?" Some people have nightmares, and they do it for several nights in a row, and they are all nightmares with the same content. ”

"But it's not a nightmare!"

"The content is different, but isn't the form the same?"

"I mean, it's an amazing feeling!"

Li Yuncheng said a little helplessly: "Oh, you talk to me about your feelings, so what else do I say?" Are you suggesting to me that you are having an affair in your dreams? ”

Mao Qian's fingers caressed her lips, very confused: "According to what you said, it is indeed a little interesting." After more than ten days, I dreamed of the same person, or stranger......"

Li Yuncheng suddenly said, "Jinghong, you won't let a goblin get entangled, there is a kind of goblin who will give dreams to mortals and absorb people's essence in dreams." Do you know the story of the beautiful snake? The beautiful snake is a monster with a human head and a snake body, and she shows her face on the wall, calls people's names, and if she agrees, she will come to you at night and eat your flesh. Speaking of this, he seemed to have really seen a beautiful snake through his own association, and suddenly shouted, "Ah, Jinghong, are you entangled in dirty things?" ”

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly hid to the side, and asked the god to chant and cast a spell like a god: "Demons and monsters leave quickly, demons and monsters leave quickly......"

I was speechless: "I'm not joking with you, and I'm not a kid of a few years old making up nonsense to fool you. What I'm saying is true. ”

Yun Cheng looked behind, suddenly appeared behind me, patted me on the back calmly, and said, "Jinghong, it's just a dream, what are you nervous about?" I'm not nervous. Relax, have you been under too much pressure to study lately? Learn from my brother-in-law, play more video games and read less books, put my sister on snacks, don't get distracted in class, eat Yali pear in the stomach, and it will naturally be digested after a long time. ”

"Who are you brother-in-law!" Mao Qian kicked Yun Cheng's buttocks, and said indignantly, "Nonsense, teach my brother badly here." ”

Yun Cheng said with a beam: "I always dream of girls, do you still use an old driver like me to say this kind of thing?" Even if you're new to the car, you should know it! ”

"What do you know?" Mao Qian hugged her arms and turned her head.

"This is our boy's business, you are a girl who is not good to inquire about. I think when I was young, I dreamed three times a week and changed several pairs of underwear......"

"Uh-huh!" I immediately shouted a warning, "Someone is not wearing a seat belt, drive carefully!" ”

"What?" Mao Qian looked at us inquiringly.

Yun Cheng looked at me and pulled Mao Qian aside with a wicked smile: "Hey, don't say that I'm not interested as a brother-in-law." Expose you to a fierce news, the class flower in my class is Mo Qingyu, and the hydrangeas are thrown into your brother's arms. You see......"

"Really, how do you know?" Mao Qian's eyes lit up.

"What lace suspender escaped from my thief eyes......" Yuncheng's peculiar chicken thief laughed.

I clasped my fists on the side and squinted at the back of the two of them whispering like a groundhog, and I already knew it in my heart. Well, you just can't believe me. It's no wonder that if you tell them that, they'll just think I'm stressed out or something.

I wasn't in the mood to listen to them flirt, so I walked away alone, thinking only of "her" in my dreams. I don't know when, and I don't know how, but a thought popped up in my mind about whether "she" would really exist in the real world. There's no basis for that, it's just my feelings.

I know that if there really is such a woman in this world, all this is inexplicable.

Ahem, if you can't explain it, you can't explain it, so why force an explanation.

If you have been haunted by dreams for the past two days, it is better to worry about "her". My heart was always throbbing, hoping to dream of her again next time, although I knew that it was also hopeless.

Do I like to live in an illusory world? I think.

Don't all people like to daydream? I thought again.

I have seen children who are addicted to the world of online games and can't extricate themselves, with greedy light shining in their eyes, but they are godless.

Now I am also obsessed with my own dreams and "her" and I can't help myself. Why am I looking forward to seeing the illusory "her" so much, is it the same as the heart of those Internet addicted children who look forward to the infinite self in the game world?

Her appearance is now deeply embedded in my mind, and every time I recall it, my heart warms, as if her exhaling lips and teeth are right in front of me. Is that what it feels like to be in love?

The afternoon of schoolwork is over.

The students walked out of the school gate and walked into the surrounding shops that were born according to the school. I strolled alone through the deserted streets, looking up at the faint glow of the dim evening lights on the side of the road. When I think of my mother's lobbying of relatives, I feel overwhelmed, and I realize that I want to do what I love, and I am afraid that it will also become a luxury.

I walked along the cliffs of the road, by the dim light. Suddenly, I saw a girl in white walking across the street. Under the light, it was Mo Qingyu.

I saw her walking on a horizontal bar on the cliff of the road across the street, as if she was playing with herself.

She doesn't seem to have seen me yet, it's so late, she came out alone, I don't know if there's something on her mind?

Thinking like this, when she looked up, she already saw me, so she walked over with a happy face: "What a coincidence, I met you here." ”

I smiled and asked, "Come out for a walk in the evening!" ”

Qingyu put her hands behind her back, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's too stuffy in the dormitory, come out and breathe." ”

"Me too."

She smiled lightly again and said, "Why did you fall asleep in the classroom this afternoon?" ”

I smiled awkwardly and said, "You're still seeing it." I'm too tired to be able to. ”

We talked as we walked, and when we got tired, we found a place to sit down.

"Do you have any dreams?" I am particularly concerned about the topic of dreams today, and I think everyone should have a dream in their heart that they are willing to strive for, even if it is just a small dream.

"Dreams?" Qingyu was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "When I was a child, I also dreamed of becoming a teacher and teaching and educating people. ”

"And now?" I asked.

"Right now, I just want to find a stable job after graduating from university. Alas, the social competition is too fierce! She said.

I seemed a little disappointed and didn't hear the expected answer. I had a preconceived idea that she must also have a lofty goal to fight for in her youth.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked with concern when she saw that I was stunned.

"It's okay!" I laughed.

"What about yours?" She asked me with wide eyes.

"Me?" I began to wonder if I should confide in her what was really going on in my heart. Because I feel that I can't get her resonance on the topic of dreams. So he simply said perfunctorily: "Find a good job and marry a good wife." This is probably the most pertinent answer.

Qingyu listened to it and giggled. After a while, when I saw that she had stopped talking, I glanced at her, and saw her finger on her lips, looking at me and stopping. I said, "Say whatever you want." ”

Qingyu said: "There is one thing I have always wanted to ask, did your name come from a poem?" ”

I smiled in surprise, "You're the second person to say it." ”

Qingyu asked, "Really?" I'm just guessing, so who is the first one to say? ”

I wanted to tell her about that wonderful dream, but after thinking about it, it seemed a bit hateful to tell a girl I didn't know well about what I was doing with another girl in my dream, and it seemed a bit "naïve" (a homonym for "pervert" in Japanese). And in the conversation about dreams, neither of them hit the excitement point, and I felt like I was not open to her.

I forced a smile, but I didn't know what to say. She took me by the arm and begged me, but I had to say perfunctorily, "A stranger, I don't remember her name." "It's a treacherous answer.

She saw that I didn't want to say it, it was worth giving up, and she muttered to herself slowly: "The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and they used to be shocked." I don't know how Lu You, who was in his twilight years, missed his ex-wife Tang Wan at the moment when Shen Yuan wrote this poem. ”

Her words swirled in my ears and reached the center of my brain, and I reacted for a while, my eyes suddenly widened, and I remembered in an instant: "Yes, I remember!" ”