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Supplement to the blocked Chapter 5: (Chapter 5 below)

Gao Chengyang considers himself a person who never dreams. For he had never had a dream since he was three years old and until the last day of his twenty-three.

That's a weird thing in itself.

There is no one who lives in this world without dreaming. Although I have also read it in the newspaper, it is said that some people are born without dreaming, but this situation is very rare, and he Gao Chengyang is one of these very few. He analyzed that he was in good health, eating Ma Ma fragrant, sleeping with a pillow, and the quality of sleep was super good, so there was never any disturbance of dreams.

However, on the night when he had just stepped into the twenty-fourth year, he had never dreamed.

He dreamed of the little beauty Lin Shishi that he had just glimpsed a few hours ago.

Liu Xinyuan stood in front of him with a bloodstained machete, a pair of bloodthirsty eyes and bloody tears, and loudly accused him, saying that he was abducting his wife and was about to slash him.

I was awakened in the middle of the night and sat up, covered in a cold sweat.

The summer night was wet and sticky, Gao Chengyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up and ran to the toilet to take a shower. After drying his body, he returned to the bed again, pulled out a bottle of mineral water from under the bed, and poured a few sips of it, and his mind calmed down slightly.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at his watch, at four o'clock in the morning, it was already a faint morning light outside, and in the staff dormitory where six people lived, there were snoring sounds one after another, except for him, everyone was still sleeping soundly.

Dreaming?

Twenty-four years!

He was actually dreaming?!

It's incredible.

He lay back on his back, his eyes staring at the whitening ceiling, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

As if in the void, the ceiling slowly took on the shape of a horse, trampled on all four hooves, and swooped straight towards his façade. Gao Chengyang was frightened, and he wanted to dodge, but where could he dodge? The horse would change color, and suddenly it would be as white as jade, and then bright red as blood for a while, and it would step on his chest in an instant and disappear.

Gao Chengyang couldn't dodge, and was stepped on by Pegasus, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain. He stroked his chest, his body felt very strange, and suddenly the corners of his forehead were cold, but it was the unfinished mineral water bottle in his hand that was poured, and the water splashed out, and he woke up suddenly.

He brushed his chest, it was as smooth as ever, and there was no longer the unbearable pain just now, and he looked up again and stared carefully at the ceiling above his head, and there was nothing unusual.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be still a dream.

He sat up again, looked at the half-drunk mineral water in his hand, and felt a little incredible. If it's a dream, how to explain this half bottle of mineral water, drunk in a dream?

How is this possible?

And the former dream can also be said to be a dream day and night, and the latter dream is a little inexplicable.

White Horse, Blood Horse?

Is it because he mentioned the heirloom of his old Gao family's Na Rausch last night?

He shook his head and dissipated the worries in his heart.

It was almost six o'clock when he looked at his watch, and he was disturbed by two consecutive dreams, and his spirit was completely alive. There was no sleepiness for a while, he simply got up and prepared to go out for a run, so it was time to go to work.

He went to the bathroom and got ready to wash. I just poured a handful of cold water on my face, raised my head and looked in the mirror, and found that there were several more figures in the mirror, both familiar and unfamiliar.

He hurriedly looked back and saw that the small bathroom was completely closed, and he was the only one. He doubted that he was dazzled, so he picked up two handfuls of cold water and slapped them on his face, shook his head and looked at them again, but those people all moved, as if they were playing a movie, the only difference was that the movie was silent.

The images in the mirror are the scenes of his ordinary life.

It's time to go to work, everyone goes to the cafeteria in groups to eat, and a police car drives over, and there is a vague shadow walking in front of the police car......

What is this?

Damn it!

What a ghost!

He turned the faucet on to the maximum, quickly filled a basin of water, picked it up and threw it all over the mirror with all his might.

Listening to the loud sound of water, coupled with the momentum of his anger, the old mirror fell off the wall with a bang, fell to the ground and shattered inch by inch, and there were small glass shards hitting the wall and being shaken back by the wall, hitting him, and blood immediately oozed out. The water on the ground was dripping, and he was unsteady on his feet, and he fell hard with a "poof".

He gasped in pain and lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up. He simply closed his eyes and secretly digested the sudden dull pain.

Human voices rang out one after another on the high and low beds in the outer room.

"Damn, who has been occupying the toilet in the morning, Lao Tzu is in a hurry!" someone said.

I didn't hear anyone for a long time, and the door was slammed open, and someone probed in.

Gao Chengyang only felt that there was a buzzing in his ears, as if flies were flying, his two eyes were very sour, and he tried hard to break open his eyes, but he was a little powerless.

Obviously it was still in pain just now, why did you suddenly look very sleepy?

The light and shadow in front of him flickered, and the figures were chaotic.

"Brother Yang, get up, how can you sleep in the toilet?" Liang Xi tugged at the placket of Gao Chengyang's clothes and pulled hard.

After a few efforts, Gao Chengyang finally opened his eyes, the summer sun shone directly on his eyes through the window, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and hurriedly closed them again.

He felt so sleepy that he couldn't sleep enough.

"Let's go, go back to bed. "Liang Xi half-pulled and half-framed Gao Chengyang up.

"What are you sleeping, it's seven or eight o'clock, and I'm going to work. The man who slammed the door answered.

After recovering for a long time, Gao Chengyang slowly broke free from Liang Xi's support and stood up on his own, "Am I asleep?" he asked.

Liang Xi nodded.

Gao Chengyang raised his eyes to see that the mirror that had just been broken was hanging on the wall, and the entire bathroom was dry and dry, with no traces of water. He touched his tail vertebrae, and the pain of the fall just now was heart-wrenching, as if the tail vertebrae were cracked, but now they were fine, and there was no pain at all. He went back to look at his arm, which had been scratched by a piece of broken glass, and left no trace.

He was in a trance.

What's going on?

Or is it a dream?

Why is it endless?

What is it?Inception?Chained dream-within-a-dream?

"Brother Yang?" Liang Xi waved a hand and dangled in front of Gao Chengyang's eyes, and his big face of Chinese characters was suddenly enlarged in front of Gao Chengyang's eyes.

Gao Chengyang was stunned for a moment, and reflexively slapped out, only to hear a crisp sound of pia, and a bright red slap print was printed on Liang Xi's face.

He let out a cry of pain and covered his face instantly. "Gao Chengyang, what are you doing?" he shouted.

"Does it hurt?" asked Gao Chengyang.

"Nonsense! Or I'll slap you in the face. Liang Xi was furious.

Gao Chengyang immediately tilted his neck and stretched out his face, and said, "Fight! Hurry!"

Liang Xi's mouth opened wide in shock.

Crazy?