"Whew..."

"Whew..."

"Whew...."

The breath became more and more rapid, and Ning Qing woke up from the darkness, cold sweat kept coming out of her pores, quietly running through the ends of her hair and dripping onto her white vest.

His back was soaked with sweat in his sleep, and the bedding under him was also soaked.

Turn on the flashlight next to you, and the light sweeps back and forth around you, and only after confirming that you are in the tent can you feel slightly relieved.

He gasped for air, calming his heaving chest.

"It's good that it's just a dream..."

"It's just that it's getting faster."

This nightmare is not the first time he has dreamed of it, in the early days, he could not necessarily dream it once a month and a half a month, but now it appears every day or two.

It was a very abnormal dream, and he didn't like it because he couldn't remember what had happened.

For many people, it is naturally good that a nightmare can not be remembered, but for him it is a bad thing.

He has had amnesia since he was a child, and his memory is far beyond ordinary people, and if he has a bird's-eye view of a city, he can record every minute part of the city.

From pedestrians and cars to vendors walking through the streets and alleys, you can do it exactly right.

And in sleep, hypermemory seems to lose its effect.

Every time I wake up from a nightmare, I forget the whole dream afterwards, and I can't remember how I was woken up.

He would only remember that it was a white house, a house so white that it would give him fear, and nothing else would be remembered.

At one point, he suspected that it was the sequelae of hypermemory, and he visited famous medical professors, but the diagnosis was much the same.

In good physical condition and no abnormal conditions.

Finally, at the suggestion of a professor, I consulted a psychologist.

Almost all of the recovery programs recommended by the psychiatrist have been tried, and after going around for months, everything is back to square one, and the nightmare that should have come will still come, and the nightmare that should have been done will not be late for once.

At this moment, there was a noisy electric sound from the radio next to me.

Wow~

Wow~

"Recently, the murderers Wan Kun and Yao Silian, who created the 'neighbor murder case', fled to Zhancheng, hoping that the general public and friends should try to minimize the time of night travel, close the doors and windows before going to bed, and do not give the bad guys a chance to take advantage of, if you find suspicious characters, please be sure to contact the local police as soon as possible."

"Smack!"

Ning Qing didn't wait for the radio to finish broadcasting the message, and directly pressed the switch to shut it up, and the tent was instantly quiet.

The radio had gone off twice since he bought it.

One was the news that the suspect involved in the "disguised suicide case" had fled to Zhancheng a few days ago, and the other was just this one.

I've never heard anything interesting, either the murderer or the suspect involved.

Looking at the time, it was already 6 o'clock in the morning.

It's November, the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky hasn't fully dawned, so he doesn't want to continue to spread, so he simply starts to get up and wash, after all, he has to catch the car later.

I took out the toothpaste from my backpack and wiped it on my toothbrush, took out a bottle of mineral water, got out of the tent, and stood under the overpass to start brushing my teeth.

That's right, last night he set up a tent under an overpass in the city, not some deep mountain forest.

At this point in time, there are not many pedestrians on the street, so naturally there is no need to worry about an aunt suddenly popping out and accusing him of affecting the city's appearance.

While brushing your teeth, your head is shaking around, and you can see the surrounding environment.

Across the road is a hotel chain, and there are also some 24-hour convenience stores and shops next to it.

"Hmm... Pancake fruit?! ”

"Yes, just enough to have a hot breakfast after brushing your teeth."

After washing, I quickly packed up the tent and some miscellaneous items, put on my travel bag and walked to the pancake fruit stand.

It didn't take long for a freshly baked pancake fruit and hot soy milk to be delivered to him.

I took out a thick wallet from my pocket, rummaged through it a few times, and found that I had no change, so I had to take out one of the thick hundred-dollar bills and hand it to the stall owner to find it.

"Comfortable!"

After gobbling up, Ning Qing wiped the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

The destination of this trip is a desert island, and the departure time agreed with the driver is half past nine, and it is still early to leave the bus, so I am not in a hurry, so I plan to walk all the way to the agreed place.

......

At the intersection of the alley, an old minibus stopped.

A group of passengers sat in the carriage or stood in the open space outside the car, chatting with each other.

Suddenly, an extremely impatient male voice shouted at the driver at the front of the car: "Master, seeing that the time is almost up, when will you be able to leave?" ”

The driver was a little fat man with a round face, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, who looked very happy and blessed.

Usually an honest person with a very good personality, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in the face of the passenger's questioning: "Isn't there another person who hasn't arrived yet, how about you be patient and wait." ”

"You told me the same thing half an hour ago, but he didn't arrive when everyone arrived, so you can't let us all wait for him, right?"

"Hey, don't worry, I just called him here, and I will definitely arrive in two or three minutes, and I won't keep you waiting."

"Come on, don't give me all these things that I don't have, anyway, when it arrives at half past nine, I don't care if the person comes or not, anyway, you have to send me a car on time, and if you don't send the car, you have to give me a refund."

"Don't worry, send it, it will definitely be sent when the time comes, otherwise you will do as you say."

"Okay, husband, you should dissipate your anger first, I originally came out to relax, it's not worth it to be so atmospheric, it's not easy for the driver's eldest brother to make a hard-earned money, don't be embarrassed for him, let's talk about it if you don't come when it's over."

In the carriage, a woman persuaded her husband, who was sitting next to her, apparently the same person who had just been aggressive.

"Hey, thank you, eldest sister, for your understanding."

tui！

Wang Guangsheng can be described as miserable, he really wants to spit out the fragrance, and a mouthful of thick phlegm is on the faces of the dog man and woman.

The husband was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair was waxed and shiny, and he looked like a pair of glasses, but he didn't expect to be such a difficult person to get along with.

His wife is not a thing, and the sentence just now seems to excuse him, but it is actually roasting him on the fire.

What do you mean by not coming to the point, let's talk about it?

It means that if you don't start the car at the point, this matter will not be over, and you will not be able to toss him to death when the time comes.

Listen, is this human talk!

What a pair of dog men and women!

Wang Guangsheng thought to himself about whether it would be easy for him to run a black car to make a little money, not only was he angry, but he was also a mixed doubles person.

In these years, customers are all gods, and they can't be beaten or scolded, so they can only come along with it.

Alas! All he wanted now was that the passenger would arrive on time.

Just as Wang Guangsheng was thinking about these miscellaneous questions, he suddenly noticed a backpacker walking around the corner of the alley not far away, and waved at him. ”