Before parting, Heroic Spirit handed me a thick envelope

"I'm going to use her in the next issue"

I pulled out the information and looked at two lines, and a cool air rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head

This is a fairly famous female star, whose life is known to everyone for her erosive and inappropriate life

I've seen her

At least in my dreams, it was in the garden Xiaoxuan, two o'clock in the morning

For a moment, I felt like I had traveled through time and space, as if I was a sci-fi sitcom that was not dominated by myself at all

And I don't like my role at all

I was surprised, "What day is today?" ”

Ying Ling looked at me strangely and slid away his phone, "It's 21:35:17 on June 11th."

……

0:05 on June 12

late at night

I stared at the dark roof

I didn't dare to fall asleep, and the perfect connection between dreams and reality, and the constant plot expansion made me almost believe that it really existed

The bar that has just opened, and the scoop will be filmed in the garden in the near future

I can even have a premonition of what will happen today?

Today is the day of my own death

When this supernatural and bizarre phenomenon appeared, I was terrified and desperate, like sitting in a runaway car and watching an accident happen

The hands trembled nervously, and the wound in the dream was in the upper right abdomen, and I touched it, and it was the location of the liver

I jumped to my feet, cut the leather cushion open, folded it into a bowl-sized and taped it to my skin

I was like a seriously mentally ill person, indulging in my own ridiculous fantasies

In the moments before I fell asleep, I wondered if the magic drum would sound if I had survived the morrow unharmed. Will the giant eye still be lost? Will the fang still wake up? If he really woke up, what kind of disaster would he bring to the world?

Without an answer, I had no dreams all night

……

Went downstairs

An angry cat monster barked and jumped up the canopy in the garden, staring warily at the little boys who were chasing after him with his teeth and claws, and one of them was about to throw a stone when he picked it up

I stopped him, and he timidly looked up at me, "Uncle, where are we playing?"

"Play and have fun"

I pretended to be angry that "bullying a cat is not manly"

A little boy with a round head crossed his waist and shook his head, "It's not a cat, it's a big tiger that stole our snacks"

I secretly laughed to myself, "It's a big tiger, who are you?" ”

The boys say "we are hunters" in unison

One rushed to say, "Whoever catches the big tiger is the bravest, and we will recognize him as the leader."

Why children love this cruel game

I shook my head, "Truly brave people don't bully, when have you ever seen Batman driving a Batchariot to hit a little old lady who buys groceries"

The round-headed boy was unconvinced, "I told you, it's a big gluttonous tiger"

"Not right"

I said very seriously, "It's ridiculous to say that people who call cats tigers, but people who call tigers cats are big heroes."

The boys ran away as if they didn't understand

I was stunned for a while, feeling that I was really hypocritical, and I didn't know whether to say something to the children or to myself

I went to the harbor tea restaurant sullenly for breakfast, and asked the waitress in a sailor's suit for the last few issues of the newspaper, and looked through it carefully, except for the cliché news that I could imagine with my eyes closed, there was no news about psychic at all.

I pondered that if my dreams were prophets, then psychics should be real, and they wanted to purify their souls through their dreams, and they were not afraid to hold on to their dreams

But who are they in real life and where will they be?

I was caught in the middle of an advertisement, a new book called "The Death of the Giant Eye", with the palpitating totem on the cover, twisted like smoke

I held my breath and pointed my finger at the author

The author's name is Lu Lu

……

I gasped

Teng stood up, sat down again, picked up the coffee and brought it to his mouth, and "Ding Ding" touched his teeth

"Heroic ......"

I begged her on the phone, "I want to see you...... Immediately, immediately ......"

Twenty minutes later, the Heroic Spirit sat down across from me, dressed in a smart white suit, with tall leather boots on his feet that reflected the figure, and his hair casually pulled into a ponytail and tossed behind his head

"What's wrong?" Her face was full of concern, "It doesn't look very good, it's not that I haven't advised you, don't drink too much alcohol at night"

I was extremely tired of her superficial ambiguity

Language is pale, and for a hangover person it is far less good than a cup of hot tea

Never tell me what to do, make me aware of what to do

"Only actors are keen to express their emotions with skill"

I said to the Heroic Spirit, "You can be moved, you can fantasize, but you must not believe"

But at this moment, I couldn't control my emotions and suddenly grabbed her hand

She didn't speak, her eyes were watery, until she heard my Pandora's box dream

"Do you want me to believe it?"

She speaks to a meteorological psychiatrist

I seemed to be electrified, and jumped up, "It's true, it's really going to happen, you believe me, you must believe me, don't go to Cedar Park, except today, you can go whenever you want......"

Ying Ling whispered softly, "Okay, I promise you"

I exhaled, my nervous body slackened, only to realize that my clothes were soaked with sweat

"Come with me first, will you?"

Ying Ling paid the bill, "A good friend invited me to dinner at noon, go together?" ”

"As long as I don't go to Cedar Park, the ends of the world, I will accompany me to the end"

"Whose case is it, shall I find someone to do it? You take a break."

“…… It's good."

"Do you know how I evaluate life?"

She smiled, her teeth like a braided shell, "Life is like a trail full of shit and gold, if you step out, you will inevitably step on one of them, no one likes shit, all run for gold, but the two are too close to each other, and the smell is channeled, even if your balance is strong, your feet and feet are gold, and it will inevitably be stained with the stench of shit"

"What do you want to say?"

"Life is not noble, just like the boss who gives alms to the poor in a high-profile manner, and has a dog in the yard that can bite people"

Heroic Spirit seems to be extreme: "Animals with no offensive power are just snacks, and I was able to stand in the magazine because of the privacy of many celebrities, who made me who I am now"

She looked at the various kites in the sky, "I know that there are many people who are dissatisfied with me now, thank you for letting me know...... You're worried about me."

"You believe everything I say?"

"Why not?" She smiled sweetly

I suddenly remembered the little nurse at St. Mary's Hospital in my dream: "What do you think of heroes?" ”

The Heroic Spirit's expression was lost: "Is there really a hero?" If there really is a man who can save all the evil in the world, who has almost become the embodiment of God, who would dare to go against his will? That kind of egoistic pride is enough to turn a god into a demon, and I would rather face the crisis alone than turn to others for help, and eventually be controlled by them."

"If someone asks you for help, will you play the role of a hero?"

She was stunned, "Maybe...... Would it? ”

"So, sometimes it's not up to you to decide whether to be a hero or not"

I seemed to be able to see the wings in the eyes of the old dwarf again, like a lighthouse rising on the shore, straight to my soul

……