I had a dream, a very strange dream.

The strangeness here refers both to the content of the dream and to the feeling it gives me now when I think about it again.

The focus of the dream should be a person, a man I have obviously not met, but I feel that I have known each other for a long time.

In the dream, the man said to me that his name was Lu Haisheng.

I scratched at my messy hair, a little confused, not understanding what the dream was all about. I took my phone and looked at the time, lifted the quilt and started to change clothes, and then went to wash.

In the process of washing, I kept thinking about that strange dream uncontrollably. The content of the dream is what I have done throughout the day, and everything is in line with my plan - getting up, exercising in the morning, having breakfast, going to the book city with Xu Ruohan, and watching a movie in the afternoon.

And I still seem to be able to vaguely experience the feeling of the dream, which is very detailed and comprehensive, as if everything I can notice is real and not made up by my subconscious. That's why the dream felt so real to me, as if I had really had a day like that, and I thought about it, trying to find something out of the ordinary to prove that it was just a dream, but I couldn't find it at all.

Every place I visited, everyone I met, everything I did in my dreams was as if it were real, no different from the reality in my memory, or even more perfect than I remembered.

It's weird, it's weird. Actually, I have dreams a lot, but never before has the content of a dream been so similar to reality. When we are awake, we generally use our own manifest consciousness, which makes our thinking and understanding logical.

In dreams, the conscious mind is dormant, the subconscious mind constructs our dreams, and the source of consciousness we use in dreams is basically the subconscious. The subconscious mind is not as logical, and contains memories and thoughts that cannot be mobilized by the conscious mind.

As a result, our dreams are often absurd, full of impossible, irrational and logical things, but we are not aware of them in our dreams. And when we wake up from our dreams and the conscious mind replaces the subconscious mind in controlling our brains, we realize how strange and weird our dreams are.

And for this reason, after waking up, we rarely remember the things in the dream. In fact, we have more than one dream every night, but most of the dreams are not noticed by us. Or sometimes, when we wake up, we remember the last dream, but we quickly forget it in a matter of seconds, and only a small part of the memory remains, but it is also generally vague.

However, I remember my dream yesterday very clearly, and there is nothing I can't remember. And judging from the content of the dream, even if the content of the dream seems incredible, I think about it carefully, and it seems that I can't really find any logical inconsistencies.

And the most incredible thing about that dream was one thing that the man named Lu Haisheng said to me that I was familiar with - he said that he and I were trapped in a time reset.

I reached out and tore off yesterday's calendar, clutched it in my hands, and looked at the date on the newly revealed calendar—July 21, 2005.

On July 21st, this is exactly what Lu Haisheng said in his dream, the day when time resets. And I also clearly remember that in my dream, I also tore up yesterday's calendar like this.

I pushed open the door and walked out with a heavy heart, my mind so chaotic that I couldn't even think. My eyes moved with my footsteps, and the same familiar scenery made me feel extremely terrible at this time. The corridors, the stairs, the clutter piled up in the corners, the morning light shining through the windows and even the angle of the light, everything made me feel like in a dream.

I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down and try to convince myself that it was all just my own imagination. I remembered that I once read a book about psychological suggestion, which referred to the phenomenon of déjà vu — the idea of knowing everything you haven't experienced before, every detail or change, even the next thing that is going to happen, as if you had experienced it. Psychologically, it is believed that the phenomenon of déjà vu is mainly influenced by psychological suggestion, and perhaps it is precisely because I have been thinking about the dream and worrying about the content of the dream that I feel more and more that everything is the same as in the dream.

Yes, it must be caused by my mental suggestion, it must be

I kept convincing myself like this in my heart, restraining myself from thinking about that dream anymore. Sometimes, however, the more you want to ignore something, the more deeply it will stay in your mind. What's more, I know very well that I don't believe in this explanation at all, and that I am just deluding myself.

Déjà vu is a feeling that arises at the same time as or after an event occurs, and "knowing everything about what is going to happen" is only a vague feeling or delusion, and it is not really necessary to know what will happen. But that dream told me in detail and that what was going to happen was that I hoped it was just a dream.

Walking out of the building, I didn't even dare to look at who was outside, and the neighbors who had been kind and friendly in the past seemed to have turned into hateful devils at this moment, and the situation in the dream was even more uncontrollably remembered by me from my memory.

"I'll just say that the family is expensive and that family is expensive, you dead old woman just don't listen, I've lived with you for a lifetime, you can't get rid of your big deal!"

"How expensive is it! I don't know how many years I've been buying vegetables! Later, it was a few cents cheaper, but didn't you see that the dishes were as dry as you old man! Who do you say will love to eat? Who loves to eat! ”

The sound of the old man arguing on the first floor came to my ears, and I suddenly felt a suffocating discomfort, as if someone had covered my mouth and nose, my chest was suppressed and stuffy, and the heart in the left chest was beating wildly, and the sound of the heart beating was like a dull drum beat to render the depression, and all this was because every word that the old man said was no different from the conversation I heard in my dreams!

I clenched my fists slightly, and my palms felt the stiffness and coldness of my fingertips. Summer mornings are hardly cold, and I know that the cold does not come from the environment, but from the fear and fear that causes hypothermia.

"You kid forgot something! I said that you should pretend to be done last night, and you just didn't listen! You have to come here every morning, who is late if you're not late!? Next time, don't let me be honest with you, home is far away! ”

While the aunt in the front building hurriedly ran upstairs, she did not forget to train her son every morning.

"-Meow!"

The brown-yellow stray cat in the neighborhood bumped into the puppy that rushed out of the corner, and the fried fur jumped up and let out a scream.

I walked mechanically, and when I saw the familiar second and third acts, it didn't make me feel more emotional, maybe because of numbness, or maybe I had already vaguely guessed that it was not a dream at all!

Walking out of the door of the community, as I expected, just like the plot in the dream, the aunt who came over was making a loud phone call, not noticing that the situation of the bag in her hand was already in danger. I subconsciously took two quick steps, and the moment I got close to her, I naturally reached out and helped her grab the bag.

"Mo Li, thank you so much"

Sure enough, it was the same words as in the dream, but I wasn't glad I guessed it right. I tugged at the corners of my mouth stiffly, showed a far-fetched smile, and after a few more pleasantries with my aunt, I said goodbye and left.

I walked to the park in a daze, and it wasn't until I stood on the path that I usually ran laps that I was a little relieved from my confusion. I raised my hand and stroked my forehead, and the coldness of my fingertips was transmitted to my forehead, which made me feel a little more sober, and I began to think about the whole thing.

Is that really a dream? How can there be such a real dream? How can there really be a dream that can predict the future?

I squinted slightly at the shadows cast by the leaves on the ground, and began to sort out the logic of the current situation, a pair of floral trousers floated past me, and I knew this trouser with extraordinary taste, which in my dream was worn by an old man who was also exercising in the park.

Wait a minute! The old man in the dream!?

I looked back in shock, although I only saw the figure of the old man floating away in floral pants, but I was sure that it was the old man in my dream! After all, with such ugly pants, I don't believe that there is a second person besides him who will have the courage to wear them out again.

No, no, it's not the old man, it's not the floral pants I shook my head, put aside the clutter of useless thoughts, and put my attention back to the problem that had just come to mind - the important thing is that in the dream, I didn't stand here and bump into the old man, but passed by him in the process of running laps!

It's not the same here as before! It's different from dreams!

I felt as if I had grasped something, and I frowned slightly and continued along this line of thought. If reality is not exactly the same as a dream, then that dream is not a prediction of what will happen in the future! That's the case

The words of the man named Lu Haisheng suddenly came to mind, and I remember that he said time reset! It's time to reset!

"Time resets yesterday, today, tomorrow is today and yesterday is also today? Could it be!? ”

I opened my mouth slightly in shock, and if my guess was correct, then that dream was

Maybe only one person can tell me the answer - Lu Haisheng.