Chapter 591: Nightmare (1)

"Brother!"

I suddenly came to my senses, and it was no longer the repetitive reflection in front of me, but my sister's face.

My sister looked at me nervously, "Are you alright, brother?" Having a nightmare? ”

I was in a trance for a long time, and I was pushed a few more times by my sister before I came back to my senses.

"I ...... I'm fine......" I sat up from the bed and cautiously glanced back.

The head of the bed was still a simple plank, nothing else.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

My sister also breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death, what should I call you." ”

I wiped the sweat from my face, and I also felt a sticky feeling on my body.

My sister nudged me again, "You go take a shower." It's already a quarter past seven. ”

Only then did I realize that my sister had changed into her school uniform and was still holding her bag.

I nodded to my sister.

Mom peeked in through the door, "Is your brother awake?" ”

"Wake up!" My sister replied loudly, and when my mother was gone, she raised her finger at me and made a shushing motion, "I didn't tell my parents." ”

I was stunned.

"Mom and Dad have been worried about you lately. You can be reliable, man! "My sister slapped me.

I suddenly felt that my sister had grown up a lot, and she was really a big girl.

"I see. You too, pay more attention, and you'll be about to take the college entrance examination. I said.

My sister stuck out her tongue and ran out with her bag.

I can still hear my sister's hearty voice: "I'm leaving!" ”

"Hmm. Be careful on the road. ”

I got up, took a shower, didn't have time to eat breakfast, grabbed a bag of biscuits and went out.

While waiting for the bus, I patronized and munched on biscuits, and when the bus came, I looked at the car and hesitated.

"Can't get on?" The driver roared.

I was so excited that I subconsciously stepped on the bus.

Once you swipe your card, there's nothing to do.

There are many people in the morning rush hour, and the car is also crowded. I'm standing in the doorway.

Holding on to the handrails tightly, my body's weight sank, and I wanted to take a horse step here.

I also carefully observe the passengers around me, especially their backpacks and clothes.

If you have a metal pendant, a zipper, a brooch or something, it's not easy to pierce someone.

I think about it, and I really haven't encountered anything like this.

There are times when I commute to work like this every day, and I am overwhelmed, but if I want to say that I am stabbed by something, I really don't have it.

Niu Lifei's bad luck is also a ghost, and to some extent, it is still his retribution.

I've never done anything like that, and I don't think I've provoked any ghosts.

If I really encounter a ghost, I'm sure I'll be able to find it too, and then I'll go into a dream at night and dream about it.

I was thinking nonsense.

The traffic congestion does not make the speed of the car fast. The driver seems to be an old driver, and he doesn't have any bad habit of slamming on the accelerator or brakes, and the speed of the car has been maintained very well.

When I got out of the car, I found my back soaked.

It's not the first time I've felt like I've lived after a catastrophe, but it's the first time I've taken a bus.

Last night's dream was so real. I really felt like I had activated my abilities and entered a dream, not just a nightmare.

What's even more terrifying is that my mind was completely out of control.

I was torn between "dreaming" and "reality", and sometimes I knew I was dreaming, but the sudden feeling of danger still frightened me.

That feeling was uncontrollable, and it hasn't subsided even now.

When I entered the office, my feet were still a little weak.

When I saw the car, I couldn't help but think of that dream, and I really couldn't suppress this association.

The thin men were all shocked when they saw me.

"Brother Qi, are you dreaming again?" The thin man cared.

I nodded weakly.

"A powerful ghost this time?" The thin man's heart was pounding, and he was trembling when he asked.

I smiled wryly and shook my head.

"What's wrong, Brother Chi?" The fat man poured me a glass of water.

I drank water, calmed down a bit, and told them about the nightmare.

"You're not, Lynch?" Guo Yujie was very disdainful, "A big man, don't be so cowardly!" That's a dream! And compared to the ones you've experienced, car accidents are nothing, right? It's nothing to see another you later, right? ”

Guo Yujie made a lot of sense.

But I can't control myself, what can I do?

Chen Xiaoqiu groaned, "If it's just thinking about it during the day and dreaming at night, then it's okay." I'm afraid that there will be some problems in this. ”

Several of us looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.

"Your abilities have been in trouble lately, haven't they? You've never had a dream like this before, have you? Chen Xiaoqiu asked me.

The goosebumps on my body stood up, "What do you mean?" ”

"Probably, it's some kind of side effect." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "This is just my suspicion. It's either a side effect of ability, it's because you're worried about ability, so this reaction occurs. Need to see a psychiatrist? ”

I'm speechless.

"Going to a psychiatrist would be considered mentally ill, right? Paranoia is a severe psychopath. The thin man said solemnly, and what he said was a little funny.

But the thin man was right.

I want to see a psychiatrist, I really want to solve the problem, I have to talk about abilities, ghosts and things like that, who can believe this?

Needless to say, no matter how good the psychiatrist is, he can't understand why I have such a nightmare, and it has caused consequences similar to psychological trauma to myself, right?

"There must be a doctor for this. Psychiatrists who know this kind of thing. Chen Xiaoqiu said.

I thought about it, but I shook my head and refused.

Chen Xiaoqiu may be right, there are psychiatrists who know ghosts and superpowers, and they can accept my experience. Through Chen Yihan, such a voice should also be found.

I don't want to go to a psychiatrist for treatment at the moment, because it would be too exciting.

"It could be a terrible nightmare, but it will be fine after a while." I said.

The others didn't say anything more.

I'm in a state where I'm having lingering palpitations, and maybe I'll be really fine in a few days.

One day at work, I behaved no different than usual.

When I came home from work, my eyelids jumped when I saw the traffic.

"Are you alright, Brother Qi?" The thin man asked.

"It's fine. Alright, I'll go first. I waved at them.

To be honest, I've had this kind of experience before, it should have been when I was in junior high school or high school, when a few classmates watched horror movies together, I forgot which movie it was, but one of the shots, I still remember, is a very old stalk peeling picture, the protagonist is possessed by a ghost, and when he looks in the mirror, he reaches out and tears off his face. I have forgotten all the plot and characters of that movie, and I don't even remember the details of that scene very clearly, but I remember that during that time, several of our classmates were a little stunned when they saw the mirror, and some people played pranks, and when others were looking in the mirror, they suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed each other's faces.

Time has passed, and my classmates at that time have not been in touch with each other much, but I still have an impression of that incident.

I'm in the same state now as I was then, a little suspicious, and my mind knows very well that it's all fake, but there are still some instinctive reactions in my heart.

I had to slowly get used to the situation, and it shouldn't take long for me to get back to normal.

The premise is that those words are no longer dreamed......