Lin Shuang developed a fear of the night.

Every midnight, there is a frequent noise in the uninhabited neighbor's house upstairs. Ever since I heard the song "Dream Wedding" on the 14th floor of the company, this dreamy tune has been ringing in my ears from time to time. But that night, Yang Luo, the beautiful male teacher who worked on the 14th floor, told Lin Shuang that no one had played the piano at that moment.

What made Lin Shuang have the most headache and panic was the dream after falling asleep. The same dream, the same red clothes, the same red embroidered shoes, the same breath, will always appear in the real dream every once in a while. If the dreams are all fake, why is it that every time Lin Shuang wakes up from a nightmare, everything in the dream is so real in his mind? The ghost figure in the dream is very similar to Luobei who has been dead for many years, and even the breath is the taste of Luobei when he was young.

Is it true that Luobei has never been able to forgive himself for his mistakes back then? Lin Shuang had asked himself this in one midnight terror moment after another. But for Luobei, who has died, Lin Shuang will never be able to make up for his impulsiveness back then. It was his narrow heart when he was young that indirectly killed the young Luobei who was in the prime of his cardamom years. This is a secret buried deep in Lin Shuang's heart, only she and Luo Bei know, and this is also a dead knot that Lin Shuang's heart can never be opened.

This night, Lin Shuang was lying in bed with headphones listening to Teresa Teng's songs. She hoped that through her gentle and lovely singing, she could cover up the strange movement upstairs and the fear in her heart. I don't know how much time passed, and the extremely tired Lin Shuang finally fell asleep as he wished.

Lin Shuang suddenly came to a misty forest, one by one with its branches and leaves, and it was impossible to see where there was a path for people to walk. The moonlight was dim, with the occasional faint glow shining through the foliage onto the damp ground. Lin Shuang walked through the thick clouds and mist for unknown reasons, anxiously searching for an exit.

Suddenly, the moon hid in the clouds, and dark clouds hung over the forest. Accompanied by lightning and thunder, a torrential rain fell from the sky. Lin Shuang was cold and thirsty, his heart was full of fear, and he looked around, but he couldn't see a single family. At this moment, Lin Shuang took advantage of the light of the thunder and lightning moment to see a red figure floating towards him from afar.

Lin Shuang's heart was in ecstasy, and she finally saw the crowd. She waved her arms expectantly at the big red figure so that the man could save her out of the mysterious forest. When the figure that was rarely met was about to approach him, he suddenly disappeared again. Lin Shuang's heart tightened, shielded the rain with her hands, and spun around eagerly in place, trying to find the person's whereabouts. At this moment, she casually looked down and saw a pair of bright red embroidered shoes placed opposite her.

The red embroidered toes were facing their own toes, as if someone was facing them. However, what appeared in front of his eyes was only a pair of embroidered shoes, and there was no one. This pair of exquisite and vivid embroidered shoes is the pair that Lin Shuang has seen, and the two peony flowers stained with raindrops seem to be still trembling in the dark.

Lin Shuang was extremely frightened, tears fell instantly, and she retreated step by step. The pair of embroidered shoes that were facing Lin Shuang's toes also followed up little by little as Lin Shuang retreated. Lin Shuang suddenly felt a splitting headache, his eyes turned dark, and he fell backwards. Just as she was about to faint to the ground, it seemed that a pair of soft and boneless arms were dragging her body tightly.

After a long time, Lin Shuang gradually woke up, but he couldn't open his eyes completely. A familiar jasmine fragrance is like a bubbling mountain spring into the heart of Lin Shuang, feeling extremely refreshing from the inside out.

"Xiaoshuang, don't be afraid, I'm Luobei. Do you smell jasmine? This is the perfume I have been developing for you for many years! It's just that it also lacks a unique spice, which is rare in the world and hard to find. This spice must be obtained from the world, and only the world's most intelligent incense makers will obtain it. Only with this wish can I be reborn in Elysium. Otherwise, my obsession will not only make me a lonely ghost forever, but will also entangle you to death one day in the near future. ”

Lin Shuang's tears gushed out, and he said dreamily: "Luobei, I was sorry for you at the beginning. I shouldn't have misunderstood you, and I shouldn't have wronged your relationship with Xiaoli, causing you to commit suicide at a young age、、、、、、"

"No, Xiaoshuang, I never hated you, I just couldn't forget you, let alone the promise I made to you when I was alive. I promised you a bottle of jasmine-scented perfume that is rare in the world. Therefore, even if I go to Huangquan, I must fulfill this wish. Otherwise, I won't be blind to Luobei's death! ”

Lin Shuang leaned on her invisible arm, crying sadly, and her heart felt as if she had been cut by a knife.

"Xiaoshuang, my favorite person is you, I can't forget you. For so many years, I have wandered around and followed you. It's just that I don't want you to die, I want you to live well! So, please help me find that sweet spice! It is a debt I owe and must be paid. If I can't repay my debts, I won't be able to live too much, and you'll die early because of it!" Time is running out, you have to hurry! Luo Bei's voice slowly moved in Lin Shuang's ears.

Lin Shuang tried her best to open her eyes, and after a long time, she could only open a gap in her eyes in the faintness of collapse.

The foggy jungle was gone, but the roar of rain grew louder and louder. Lin Shuang felt that she was lying on the bed in her residence, and there was no figure in front of her. She closed her eyes sleepily and drifted away from sleep. Suddenly, a soft, white wrist grabbed her hand. The wrist seemed familiar, with a deep crack on it, and red blood was gushing.

"Xiaoshuang, it's raining too much outside. I have nowhere to stay tonight, so can I take shelter from the rain with you? In the blur, Luo Bei's voice lingered in his ears.

Lin Shuang's body fell into a burst of numbness, so stiff that he couldn't move, as if a thousand catties of weight was pressing against his weak body. She tried with all her strength to break free, to open her eyes to see what was going on. However, no matter how clear her brain was at the moment, she couldn't open her eyes. In the end, she didn't know anything.

The first rays of morning light shone on Lin Shuang's cheeks through the gaps in the curtains. The curtains were stirred by the wind outside, and there was a place where they seemed to be wet. A shrill telephone rang, like a bomber in the silence of the morning.

Lin Shuang was suddenly awakened by the ringtone, and in the haze, she stretched out her arm to the head of the bed and brought the phone to her ear.

"Hey, who?" Lin Shuang asked weakly.

"Lin Shuang, I'm Director Song. You don't have to come to the company this morning, you go directly to Ouyang Lie's company, and I have already sent you his company's address in the form of a text message. You go and interview their company about its start-up history, and the next issue of the magazine will have a feature about their company. I got this opportunity by begging my grandfather and suing my grandmother, so you can't mess it up for me. Director Song roared at Lin Shuang.

"Director Song, let's let the senior editors in the department do such an important manuscript." Lin Shuang woke up in an instant and sat up from the bed.

"No! Let you do this special article, but Ouyang Lie ordered it, you must cherish this opportunity! After Director Song finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Shuang to respond, he deducted the phone.

Lin Shuang was stunned for a long time, rubbed her worried eyes, and then realized that a new day had begun again.

"What's going on? I slept next to my bed all night? Lin Shuang was surprised to find that her pillow was placed next to the bed. She usually sleeps with a pillow in the middle of the bed.

Lin Shuang looked at his side again, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. I saw that the futon beside me had a long deep depression, and that length was exactly the size of a person's height. What made Lin Shuang even more puzzled was that the headphones that she put in her ears before going to bed last night were lying quietly on the bedside table at the moment.

Lin Shuang quickly got up and got out of bed, wanting to open the curtains, but found that there was a water trail printed on the curtain close to the window. She decisively opened the curtains and saw that it was pouring rain outside, didn't she close the windows tightly last night? There was a crack in the window.

Lin Shuang's mind suddenly recalled a clear dream, and a fear couldn't help but rise in his heart. Could it be that everything in the dream is real? Luobei, have you really been here? She didn't dare to think deeper, she wanted to think and be afraid. I simply walked quickly to the bathroom and decided to finish washing up as quickly as possible, leaving the situation that seemed real and false at the moment.

Lin Shuang was grooming in the mirror in the bathroom, but she always felt weird behind her, and it seemed that someone was also looking at the mirror. She didn't dare to look in the mirror again, for fear of seeing something she didn't want to see. She closed her eyes almost close, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and hastily tied her long hair into a ponytail. Then it's a matter of picking up a backpack, picking up an umbrella behind the door, opening the door and leaving.

It's still raining.

This dark night was the night before Lin Shuang went to interview Ouyang Lie alone. At this time, Lin Shuang didn't notice it at all, and his body was covered with kiss marks of unknown origin.