"Xiaolou, put this book away, and then, wait for Master here, okay?"

"Master, where are you going? Don't you want a small building? ”

"Master is going to meet an old man and deal with some things."

"Then Master, when will you come back?"

"Don't worry, Master will be back soon. If... If Master doesn't come back after tonight, can you take care of yourself, Xiaolou? ”

"Master, don't worry, Xiaolou is no longer a child, I will definitely be able to take care of myself!"

Zhuang Xiaolou, who was in his teens, patted his chest and said, the middle-aged man on the side glanced at Zhuang Xiaolou reluctantly, and then left ruthlessly.

"Master! Master! ”

...

Waking up from the dream, Zhuang Xiaolou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I actually had this dream again." Zhuang Xiaolou sat at the head of the bed and looked out the window, slightly stunned.

Since Master left that day ten years ago, Zhuang Xiaolou has never been able to wait for him.

"Master, how can I find you..."

In the clinic --

Zhuang Xiaolou was reading a book, while Song Ziling on the side was swiping his mobile phone, and from time to time he made an emotional sound of "tsk", which made him unable to calm down.

Helplessly looking up at Song Ziling, Zhuang Xiaolou asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Huh?" Song Ziling was stunned and realized that Zhuang Xiaolou was talking to him, so he explained: "I saw an interesting post on the forum, and the group of people below said it was quite interesting."

"What post?" Zhuang Xiaolou said curiously.

Song Ziling glanced at Zhuang Xiaolou, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, I'll just show you, and let you, the master of the village, evaluate it." Song Ziling handed the mobile phone to Zhuang Xiaolou and teased.

Zhuang Xiaolou looked puzzled, but still took the phone and looked at it.

Help: I had a dream last night, I dreamed that I had returned to ancient times, and I also angered the emperor, I was pulled out and beheaded, and I was scared into a cold sweat. I don't know if there are big hands who can come out to help solve the puzzle, is this a bad omen?

(1st floor): Still ancient? Also the emperor? You've watched too many time-traveling dramas, right?

(2nd floor): Based on my years of experience in dreaming - brother, you think too much, let's go to sleep.

...

(7th Floor): It's just a dream, you don't have to take it seriously.

(8th floor): Upstairs, what I said is not right, one of the dreams said, but I am very knowledgeable.

(9th floor): I agree with the upstairs high-level view, it's not that I'm alarmist, the landlord has been careful recently.

...

(101F) landlord: Thank you brothers for your concern, but I just asked the relevant professionals, and it is said that dreams can only reflect a person's mental state, and there is no so-called prediction function, so you don't have to worry about me.

...

Without looking any further, Zhuang Xiaolou handed the phone back to Song Ziling and continued to read.

"What? Don't give a comment? Song Ziling was surprised.

"What is there to publish?" Zhuang Xiaolou looked at the book and said without raising his head: "Dream is such a thing, if you believe in it, it will be spiritual, and if you don't believe it, it will not be spiritual."

Song Ziling rolled his eyes, and then asked, "Then what does this guy's dream mean?"

Zhuang Xiaolou thought for a moment, then closed the book and said:

"Psychologically, the head represents the most important part of the human body, and it controls the activities of the human body."

"There are clouds in ancient books: dreams hide heads. The literati dream of this, hang the crown and return to the inside, but all matters are careful, and it is not appropriate to come out. ”

"If I were that professional, I would definitely remind this guy that when I interact with people recently, remember to be careful with what you say and do, so as not to get trouble out of your mouth."

Song Ziling nodded as if he didn't understand, "Then if it's really as you said, he may have offended people recently, and then if he listens to your words and is cautious in his words and deeds, will he be able to avoid it?" ”

Zhuang Xiaolou shook his head and said with a smile: "All I can do is remind him, but what you said about helping him survive this disaster is beyond my ability."

And that's why people are reluctant to believe in dreams. For if he did what I said, how could he prove that he had escaped this calamity? ”

Song Ziling suddenly realized and said, "Yes, there is no way to prove what didn't happen!"

...

"Let's have a meal together at noon, right?" Near noon, Zhuang Xiaolou said to Song Ziling.

Song Ziling showed an incredible look on his face, and exclaimed, "You actually thought of inviting me to dinner?"

"Don't think about it." Zhuang Xiaolou smiled slightly, "I owe Zhang Yu a favor two days ago, and I said that I would invite him to dinner at noon today, but you just took it by the way." ”

"By the way, I'd love to." Song Ziling smiled and said, "Why don't you eat a free lunch?" Just take this opportunity to cultivate a good relationship with Officer Zhang. ”

Because they are both Zhuang Xiaolou's best friends, Song Ziling and Zhang Yu have met, but they only know each other, and they are not too familiar.

After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaolou couldn't help but glance at him, and suddenly regretted inviting this guy together.

He Song Ziling is a rich second generation, will he lack such a meal?

...

When Song Ziling and Zhuang Xiaolou came to the agreed restaurant, Zhang Yu was already waiting here.

"I found out that he was a policeman who was even more idle than me, a rich second generation, and he came so early before the two of us." Song Ziling walked into the restaurant, looked at Zhang Yu who was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, and wondered.

"Delusion, huh?" Zhuang Xiaolou smiled lightly, "If he was a policeman who was more idle than you, the world would have been peaceful a long time ago." ”

"Xiaolou, this way." Zhang Yu saw the two people who walked in, and waved his hand.

"Uninvited, Officer Zhang doesn't mind, right?" Song Ziling said with a smile.

"Hey, what's that called?" Zhang Yu smiled heartily, "It's not the first time we've met, right?" Just call me Zhang Yu, don't be Officer Zhang, Officer Zhang, as soon as I hear this title, I will be under a lot of pressure. ”

"Okay, then you can be the same as Xiaolou, call me Ziling." Song Ziling said with a smile.

Zhuang Xiaolou shook his head, "You two have something to talk about, can you wait until you finish ordering the food?" I'm hungry. ”

Zhang Yu and Song Ziling both smiled helplessly.

"I'll have some." Song Ziling took the menu and called the waiter, while Zhuang Xiaolou and Zhang Yu chatted.

"Li Shu and Jiang Haitao's case, what's going on?" Zhuang Xiaolou asked.

Fortunately, both of them are currently more positive, and the court convicted Jiang Haitao of attempted murder and sentenced him to three years in prison. However, because Li Shu was only a verbal threat and did not take substantive action, coupled with a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, it is estimated that he may be detained for a period of time and will not be sentenced. Zhang Yu replied.

Zhuang Xiaolou nodded, he was also involved in this matter, so it was inevitable that he would pay more attention to these two people.

...

"Hello? I said, you two, can you stop talking about any cases while you're eating? Song Ziling handed the menu to the waiter and looked at the two guys helplessly.

"It's not me who said it, Zhang Yu is a policeman, forget it, Xiaolou, you are a psychiatrist, don't you think about the case... Don't you think it's weird? Song Ziling gestured.

"What's wrong with the psychiatrist?" Zhuang Xiaolou glanced at him, "Don't forget, you are also a graduate of the Department of Psychology." ”

Song Ziling smiled, "I'm not the same as you, the little things I learned, in the first year after graduating from college, all of them were returned to the teacher." ”

The corners of Zhuang Xiaolou's mouth twitched slightly, how could he say such shameless words?