The weather was overcast, and the sky was full of thick, low, grayish-yellow cloudy clouds. The pen, the fun, and the pavilion roared www.biquge.info the wind and ran wildly across the wilderness, as if it held a sharp sword that could pierce everything. Snowflakes began to fall in the wind.

She stood in front of an old family ancestral hall at the head of the village. The four corners of the ancestral hall are raised high, like four swallows with wings ready to fly, with red tops and red pillars, antique, and a solemn feeling.

The door of the ancestral hall is high and large, the door is about two meters overestimated, and the width of the door is about one meter. On the door plaque, there are four golden characters of "Dun's ancestral hall". The left door is engraved with "Wen Cheng", and the right door is engraved with "Wu Wei".

Strangely, these characters are not in Chinese, but I can understand their meaning.

She was dazed, wondering why she was standing here. It just felt like there was a special force behind her that brought her here, as if to show her to come here to find some kind of mysterious answer.

She was about to push the door open, but it creaked open.

She walked slowly inside. The most conspicuous thing about entering the door is the three stone inscriptions on the right wall, which clearly engrave the construction time and rebuilding time of the ancestral hall and the name of the donation.

There is a square patio in the middle of the front hall, and the edge of the square well is covered with dark green moss.

In the corridor leading to the main hall, the columns on both sides were covered with countless couplets, many of which were mottled and unrecognizable.

The main hall is a place where ancestors are worshipped, and the walls are covered with portraits of their ancestors. Although the portraits are only a few brushstrokes, they are all very expressive. Each portrait is preceded by a small tablet with the name and character on it.

She was not at all afraid, and easily matched the portraits and names of the departed people one by one, as if she knew the place well.

Suddenly, there was a noisy noise in the back hall of the ancestral hall. She followed the sound and crept to the back hall, hiding behind the tall stone pillar to find out.

Several people stood on the stone slabs in the back hall, panicking and saying something to the man in the middle.

They were dressed in peculiar fashion, with men wearing hats made of bamboo strips on their heads, plain short tunics with shoulders, trousers with wide legs underneath, trousers tied at their ankles, and black boat-shaped shoes on their feet.

The young man standing in the crowd was six feet tall, burly and bearded. He wears an earthy yellow shirt on the top, black shoulders on the outside, and black wide-legged pants on the bottom.

He was holding something in his strong, powerful arm, which seemed to be wrapped in colorful seven-colored satin.

What the hell is that? She wondered.

Suddenly, the thing let out a whoow cry. Yes! That's a baby in swaddling clothes.

She was taken aback, her heart full of doubts, what was he doing lifting a baby? Is it to baptize babies in a similar way to Christianity?

But when she looked closely at the man, she saw that it was not like that.

I saw that the man's face was flushed, his painful expression was distorted, and his facial features seemed to be displaced, revealing a hideous expression.

A few bystanders next to him seemed frightened, and their mouths opened wide in shock.

Suddenly, a woman's terrible cry came from outside the door, and a young woman in a plain dress with wide sleeves staggered in.

She was dressed in a short white coat and a white fluffy long skirt, with a coat and green hairy shoulders. The long hair is divided into several strands and braided into large braids, which are coiled up to the back of the head. The hair is in a bun with a beautiful flower hairpin.

It was too far away for her to make out what the young woman was saying, but the woman's expression was one of sorrow, and at last she fell to her knees in front of the man, her hands grasping the man's broad trouser legs.

The woman must have been the mother of the baby, she thought to herself.

When the woman raised her head again, looking up at her tearful face, she could not help but be shocked when she saw her appearance clearly, and the blood clotted all over her body. With a melon seed face, a tall nose, big eyes and thin lips, isn't that herself?

Suddenly, the young man threw the baby to the cold ground. Suddenly, the baby was silent, and so was the surroundings.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, falling silently on the ground with the wind.

It seemed that after a long time, the woman kneeling on the ground screamed heartbreakingly. She picked up the child from the snow with trembling hands, kissed it for a long time, and finally took a knife from her bosom and stabbed it in despair to her left chest.

Bright red blood seeped through her white dress, slowly oozing out until it stained a large patch of snow red......

When Qi Luoling screamed and woke up from the nightmare, she only felt that she was sweating all over her body, and her chest was suffocating, as if the knife had pierced her heart, so uncomfortable.

This is the second time I've had this dream, the previous one was before I got pregnant.

Now I have the same dream, is it because I had a miscarriage and lost my child?

One day in April, she was four months pregnant when she suddenly found that the fetus was not moving. After rushing to the hospital, the obstetrician told her that the baby could not be saved, that the heartbeat had stopped, and that she had to give birth to the dead child or her life would be in danger.

With tears in her eyes, she gave birth to the baby under the effect of drugs that increase uterine contractions. It was formed, with sparse black hair, and it was a male fetus......

Now the scene in the dream really makes her feel like she is there, and after waking up, she has palpitations and can't calm down for a long time.

According to Freud's theory of dream analysis, everyone has a way to find out what they dream and why they dream it.

But she is reluctant to seek answers now. Because exploring one's own heart is often not a pleasant thing. But she vaguely knew that this might not be an ordinary dream.

She wasn't in good spirits, she was a little tired, and her temples were still pounding in the first few seconds she woke up. Normal sleep and dreams shouldn't be like this, that's rest after all. Freud believed that a large part of the reason why people dream is to release stress and get better rest.

But the memory of this dream is too clear, not only the face and expression of the woman who looks the same as himself are vivid, but also the other scenes in this dream make people feel quite weird. For example, if the text in the dream is like Korean, can I understand it when I have no Korean foundation at all? Why did the man in the dream fall to death a baby? There are also characters dressed as if they happened in the ancient Joseon Dynasty, what does this have to do with themselves?

Could it be that I have watched too many Korean dramas recently? The strange dreams and the discomfort after waking up reminded her of some of her other dreams.

Everyone has some unspeakable privacy, and for her, it is a dream, a strange dream that has accompanied her for more than twenty years.

Since she became an adult, the frequency of these weird and frightening dreams has increased. But recently she started to have the same dream over and over again, and this was the first time.

This dream has a strong sense of reality. In particular, she kept having similar dreams, which made her wonder if everything she dreamed about had really happened......

She was too tired to think, so she stopped thinking, closed her eyes slightly, and habitually touched the side with her hand, the cold quilt was empty.

Only then did she remember that her husband Gu Tianye was not at home, because he told her yesterday morning that he would be on night duty at night.

She couldn't help but sigh, since the miscarriage, her memory is not as good as before, and she often forgets many things. The body is getting weaker and weaker, tired and weak, the muscles are sore, and the face is also pale.

When she slowly opened her eyes, she found that the sky was faintly bright, and the world was shrouded in a pale blue dawn, but the whole earth was still sleeping.

After sweating, she felt a chill in her body, so she slowly got up and walked into the bathroom of her bedroom, ready to enjoy a warm and clean bath.

The warm mist rose slowly, and a layer of mist was on the glass of the shower room.

After bathing, she went to the mirror, gently wiped the water droplets with a towel, and looked at her body. Due to the hot water, the capillaries dilate, the cheeks become red, the skin is pink, and the eyes are abnormally black and shiny.

Looking at her beautiful facial features in the mirror, she was most satisfied with her nose, which was very different from the people around her, she had a tall nose. Narrow and high, the curved arc at the turn of the tip of the nose is a bit like the bridge of the nose of Europeans.

The soft towel slid across her arm, and she saw that the butterfly-shaped birthmark on her upper right arm had become red and transparent, like a butterfly dormant in her body, breaking through the skin at any time and leaping out.

The birthmark had been on her arm since she had been croaking to the ground, and it had been dark blue when she was a child. It is only when sick that it changes color and turns golden yellow. But since it became an adult, it slowly began to change color, from light blue to red, from dark to light, from self-concealment to blooming.

She stared at the butterfly-like birthmark, and suddenly had the illusion that this butterfly did not belong to a part of her body, but only lived in her body, as if it had its own unique soul, as if carrying the secret words of the future.

Growing up, she had always had a great interest in mysticism, the basic tenet of which was that there were secret or hidden forces of nature in the world, and that people could understand and manipulate them. She also often doubts and hopes that there will really be some things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense, including this butterfly with secret words.

After taking a shower, she returned to the bedroom, lay back under the covers, and continued to sleep. This night, she slept very soundly, and she didn't even notice when Gu Tianye went to bed.

I don't know how long it took, the alarm went off. She squinted, reached out, and pressed the alarm. In a daze, she found Gu Tianye sleeping beside her, her consciousness suddenly sobered up, and she remembered what she was going to do today: "Tianye, I'm going to my parents at noon today, will you go with me?" ”

"Mm-hmm, I'm not going, the hospital has a meeting at eleven o'clock." Gu Tianye was dazed and turned over again.

She opened her eyes, the weather outside the window was bright, the morning glow was gorgeous, it was a sunny day, she looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She hurriedly pushed Gu Tianye, who was sleeping next to her, "Get up, it's ten o'clock now." You didn't say there was still a meeting, did you? ”

Gu Tianye opened his eyes reluctantly.

She put on her nightgown and sat on the edge of the bed, her feet fumbling for slippers.

"Ling'er." Something suddenly occurred to him.

"Well, what's the matter?" She looked back.

"I ...... I ......" he hesitated, thinking about how to speak.

"Let's talk about it in the afternoon, I'm going to have breakfast, and I'm going to my mother's place after breakfast." She was a little absent-minded.

She opened the door.

"Ling'er, I have something to tell you." He was a little irritable.

With a stunned expression, she sat back on the edge of the bed, "Okay, what's the matter?" ”

He looked at her in a daze, and suddenly fell silent again.

Gu Tianye worked overtime for surgery last night, and he didn't come back until early in the morning, he didn't get enough sleep, and his face was a little haggard. But the overall look is still so handsome.

She gently stroked his face with her hand and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”

He suddenly sighed, "Forget it, let's talk about it when we come back in the evening." ”

She smiled, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

The lights in the living room are on, and the rich smell of wheat wafts from the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen and saw the nanny Sister Wang cooking cereal porridge in the kitchen.

Sister Wang, the nanny, turned her head, "Xiao Qi, are you up?" I've put your breakfast on the table. ”

She smiled and nodded, went to the bathroom, washed up, and returned to the dining table.

An oval yellow solid wood dining table with several solid wood chairs surrounding the dining table. On the table were a few slices of bread, a glass of plain milk, a fruit platter and eggs, and a glass of dark brown liquid.

As soon as she sat down at the table, Sister Wang hurriedly took out a cloak and put it on her, and said in her mouth: "Wear more, don't catch a cold, your body is so weak, you must always pay attention." ”

She smiled gratefully at Sister Wang. Indeed, her body is very weak, in the hot summer, the sun is shining outside, indoors, but she always feels that the vest is cold for a while, and her muscles feel cold and painful.

This is all the sequelae of excessive blood loss after miscarriage. For this reason, she went to see a Chinese medicine doctor some time ago, and the old Chinese medicine doctor said that she was caused by the deficiency of qi and blood in her body after the miscarriage. The old Chinese medicine doctor prescribed a Chinese medicine formula for several months to nourish blood and qi, and also specially instructed to rest and rest more, and to have a regular daily life.

Now she has to drink the liquid of Chinese medicine decocted by Sister Wang every day, three times a day, before meals. At first, I thought Chinese medicine was very bitter, but now, I have become accustomed to it, and I just like drinking water.

She drank the cup of Chinese medicine liquid in one go, and choked on it because she was in too much of a hurry.

"Hey, you kid, drink slowly." The nanny was distressed and angry, and hurriedly handed over a few pieces of paper.

She took the paper and covered her mouth, quickly stopping her cough.

It has been almost three months since the nanny Sister Wang came to her house, and she was found by Gu Tianye from the labor market, a woman about forty years old, she is very good, hardworking and simple, and she is very good to her. Sister Wang has said many times that she takes care of her as if she were her own daughter, because Sister Wang has a daughter who is as old as her.