Zhang Han slowly floated to the window sill, Zhou Hua's heart made Zhang Han's long nails pick at it, and he was out of breath in pain.

Zhou Hua only felt that the quilt was cold inside, and his feet seemed to be numb from the cold. At this time, his round eyes were wide, and he was surprised to find that Zhang Han's face had turned into Li Wei's, and he showed a weird smile at Zhou Hua.

That 'Li Wei' suddenly jumped under the windowsill, but it didn't seem to be jumping down, like a fallen leaf slowly fluttering in the air and falling downstairs, never to be seen again.

Zhou Hua was terrified to the extreme, and yelled: "Don't", he felt that he had finally screamed.

All around, there was still a deathly silence, and the moonlight outside the window still shone on the desk by the windowsill. Zhou Hua jumped up from the bed, sweating profusely and his body was wet, and then he realized that he had a nightmare.

Zhou Hua wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, lifted the quilt, and saw that a large piece of wet white sheets were already there.

Zhou Hua calmed down for a moment, got up and turned on the lamp on the desk, staring at the half-curved waning moon outside the window.

A few days later, Zhou Hua pushed open the office door of Associate Professor Qian Mo, who teaches psychology at the university.

After listening to Zhou Hua's dream, Qian Mo smiled and said, "Zhou Hua, this is nothing strange. Our brains are constantly receiving a huge amount of information. Some information will be temporarily forgotten, and at a certain time, when the once forgotten information jumps out, it will have a mixed reaction with other memory information. When people are sleeping, all parts of the body are still functioning normally, but the amount of activity is significantly reduced. ”

"The excitability of the cerebral cortex also decreases, which is the state of sleep in people. If the cerebral cortex is partially excited by external stimuli, but the person is not awake at this time, so dreams are formed. ”

Zhou Hua said hesitantly: "Professor Qian, I understand this truth. It's just that you don't know that the same dream appears twice on weekends and Saturday nights, and it's almost exactly the same. When the classmates returned, such a dream disappeared. Two days ago, it was a Saturday and Sunday, and such a dream appeared again. It's horrible, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. ”

Qian Mo was stunned: "Zhou Hua, do you mean that you will have exactly the same dream?" ”

Zhou Hua nodded, Qian Mo thought for a while and suddenly said, "Zhou Hua, you have something to hide from me, you didn't tell who the female ghost you saw in your dream was?" You must have seen your face, but you didn't tell me. ”

Zhou Hua froze, and he asked suspiciously, "Professor Qian, how did you conclude that I saw the face of a female ghost in a dream after hearing that I had the exact same dream?" ”

Qian Mo smiled and said: "Zhou Hua, there are no ghosts in this world, the so-called ghosts are just the subconscious information that exists in our brains, and the hallucinations formed by releasing them under specific conditions are a kind of psychological suggestion. Say, I promise to keep it a secret from you, and I won't tell anyone. Only by knowing your specific dreams can I help you make a deep analysis. ”

Zhou Hua hesitated for a long time before he raised his head and said, "Professor Qian, I believe in you, you must keep a secret for me." ”

Qian Mo nodded with a serious expression and said, "Don't worry, I promise with my personality that I will help you keep your secret." ”

Zhou Hua hesitated for a long time and spit out two words: "Zhang Han." ”

Qian Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Zhou Hua said slowly: "Professor Qian, do you remember the incident of the flower of the Chinese Department who caused a sensation in the whole school more than two years ago and fell to her death?" The girl who fell to her death was called Zhang Han. ”

Qian Mo said "ah" in surprise: "You mean the dead tie flower?" Why, did you know her when she was alive? ”

Zhou Hua said with some sadness: "Back then, we were freshmen at the same level, and we had a period of interaction. ”

Qian Mo asked with some surprise, "What does it mean to be in a relationship?" Just acquaintances or lovers? ”

Zhou Hua looked even more sad, and said slowly: "We have been in love for a month, but it ended more than a month before her accident. ”

Qian Mo smiled slightly at this time: "So that's the case, it's not surprising, Zhang Han was a very good student back then, and he was so beautiful that he was called a department flower." It seems that it was not only you college students back then, but also teachers who liked and pursued her. ”

The muscles on Zhou Hua's face twitched, and he stopped talking.

Qian Mo quietly saw all this in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Zhou Hua, no wonder you have such a nightmare. It turns out that you and Zhang Han had a relationship. Her death is a heavy blow to you. It's been more than two years, but you're still haunted. So, in your subconscious, if something similar evokes your memory, the image of Zhang Han will appear in your dream. ”

Qian Mo's words suddenly changed: "Zhou Hua, what happened to you recently?" Think about it carefully, is there something that arouses your nostalgia for Zhang Han, who has been dead for a long time? ”

Zhou Hua's sentence hit Qian Mo to the point, and he hesitated: "Professor Qian, yes, at the end of my dream, when Zhang Han fell from the building, he suddenly turned into Li Wei's appearance. Oh, I forgot to tell you that Li Wei is a sophomore girl and also from the Chinese department. Coincidentally, she actually lived in the bedroom where Zhang Han lived before his death. Moreover, a week ago, Xu Yan, a girl in her dormitory, also jumped from the window on the 5th floor at night wearing a nightdress. ”

Qian Moleng paused for a while and said, "I also heard about this, but I didn't expect you to know them too." By the way, it can't be that Li Wei has a very ordinary relationship with you, right? ”

Zhou Hua suddenly flashed a trace of excitement in his eyes, and he said softly: "Professor Qian, on the day of school, I met Li Wei by chance, and since then, I have had some contact. ”

Qian Mo stared straight into Knot's eyes and said, "Zhou Hua, you must have found something similar to Zhang Han in Li Wei, so you fell in love with Li Wei at first sight, which also led to the memories of Zhang Han that you suppressed in your heart." ”

Zhou Hua thought for a moment and replied: "Yes, Professor Qian, you wake up the person in the dream with a word, in fact, that's it, no wonder I have always had a feeling that I can't speak." ”

Qian Mo smiled slightly: "Because recently, it was rumored that Zhang Han's ghost was haunted and asked for her life in the 507 dormitory of the girl where Li Wei lived, and Xu Yan, a girl in Li Wei's roommate, also accidentally fell to her death. So far, no one has been able to give a convincing explanation, so you, like most people, have begun to believe that there are really ghosts in this world, and it is Zhang Han's ghost who is haunting the 507 dormitory. Yes and no? ”

Zhou Hua nodded frankly, and Qian Mo continued: "You are worried that Li Wei will suffer the same fate, because you lost Zhang Han once, and you don't want to lose Li Wei again." Although your nightmare is out of your worry, instead of missing the deceased girlfriend who appeared in the dream, you face it with a hideous face, which is a problem. ”

Zhou Hua opened his mouth wide in surprise, and asked for a long time, "Professor Qian, does this dream still mean anything?" ”

Qian Mo looked straight into Zhou Hua's eyes, making Zhou Hua feel uncomfortable. Qian Mo said word by word: "Zhou Hua, in fact, deep down in your heart, you have always been reluctant to admit that Zhang Han is dead. You always feel that her death is full of doubts, so you can't erase this shadow in your heart before this terrible dream appears. ”

Qian Mo looked at Zhou Hua, who was dumbfounded, and continued: "You dreamed that Zhang Han turned into Li Wei when he finally jumped off the building, I am afraid that not only have you always had doubts about Zhang Han's death, but also that you are worried that Li Wei will also suffer the same fate." What does this mean? That is, you still have a secret about Li Wei in your heart that has not been said. ”

Zhou Hua hurriedly denied it, saying that there was really no secret.

Qian Mo stared at Zhou Hua gloomily, looking at Zhou Hua with horror.

Qian Mo said coldly: "Zhou Hua, if you want to hide anything, I won't ask more." However, you have to remember that if you have a heartfelt desire to know the truth about Zhang Han's death. Well, this Saturday afternoon, I'll be waiting for you in the office. At that time, I was the only one in our office building. ”

Zhou Hua said, "Professor Qian, are you waiting for me alone?" Is there anything wrong? ”

Qian Mo smiled at this time, put away the expression that made people feel furious in his heart, and said, "Zhou Hua, have you ever heard of hypnotism in psychology?" ”

Zhou Hua nodded and said suspiciously, "Professor Qian, you mean to help me use hypnosis to understand the truth of the facts?" ”

Qian Mo hummed and said, "Yes, that's what it means." Hypnosis of you can restore all the information about Zhang Han that you subconsciously retained in the days before Zhang Han's accident, and you may be able to find out the real reason why she fell to her death. When you understand the truth of the matter, you will be relieved, and you will get rid of the shadow of the past, and you will no longer have nightmares. ”

Zhou Hua hesitated for a moment and asked, "Professor Qian, if Zhang Han's ghost is drawn out during hypnosis, will I be very dangerous?" ”

Qian Mo said coldly: "Zhou Hua, hypnosis is also a science. Don't believe in superstition, there are no ghosts or gods in this world! ”