When Shen Fei's gaze moved to the man's baldness, he suddenly remembered, wasn't this the old couple by the lake just now?

It's just that these two are much younger now, the woman's complexion is good but there are more wrinkles, Shen Fei can't tell her age, the bald brother looks like he is thirty or forty years old.

Shen Fei felt that this was not a coincidence, in most cases, the conspicuous position of the projection was either the image of the dreamer himself or the perspective of the dreamer, since the dream was changed and the two of them were changed, the owner of this dream should be one of the couple, which was much easier to distinguish than the two dreams just experienced. Especially in the last dream, until the end of the dream, Shen Fei didn't know which one the owner of the dream was.

Shen Fei heard that people love to reminisce about the past when they are old, this is a dream to reminisce about the good old days? But I feel that the fishing scene is clearly out of the way, right? After the fish dragged the rod and ran away, they did not show a joyful atmosphere of self-deprecation.

The bald brother leaned forward, held the small table with his hand, looked at Shen Fei and asked, "Do you know me?"

Shen Fei nodded, thinking that it was wrong, and shook his head again.

The bald brother had a very strange expression, "Then why do you keep staring at me? I have flowers on my face?"

Shen Fei smiled, "It's just that it looks a little familiar, but if you think about it, it's not." ”

The bald brother also smiled and looked Shen Fei up and down, "I really don't think you're familiar, maybe I have a public face." Hey, why did you drive so long to get a seat?"

Shen Fei thought for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the door of the carriage, and replied to him without changing his face: "I was originally sitting in the No. 3 carriage in front, there were too many people, and the air was not very good. ”

The bald brother's complexion changed!

He looked back, this was the No. 5 car, and he was sitting by the window again, and he couldn't see the No. 3 car at all, just a subconscious action.

He turned his head and asked again, "Where did my brother get off the bus?"

Shen Fei was able to name the No. 3 carriage because he noticed that it was the No. 5 car, where did he get off the train, how did he answer? He didn't know where the car was driven from where it was going, and there was not even a timetable posted next to the carriage door.

But when people asked, it was not good not to answer, and Shen Fei felt more and more that this mouthy bald brother was very likely to be the owner of this dream, and it would not be appropriate to make him unhappy, in case he woke up from his exciting dream, or went crazy, this dream would not have to be played.

Shen Fei replied vaguely: "There are still two or three hours to get to the place." ”

In the era of the green train, except for remote areas and mountainous areas, there were many stops, and there were few stops that stopped at an interval of one hour, so there was nothing wrong with having a stop between two and three hours.

The bald brother didn't say anything more, and asked his wife to take some preserved fruits from his bag for him to eat.

He didn't think the preserved fruit his wife gave him was not very sweet, his wife continued to look down at the bag, he leaned his head over and looked at the inside of the bag, his lips moved slightly.

Shen Fei vaguely heard "No. 3...... Reserved ...... for large stations Luggage...... Don't say in...... A book...... Stealing"

Shen Fei almost fell headlong on the small table!

Carriage No. 3 is an empty carriage reserved for the big station!

I still think that there are a lot of people over there, and the air is not good!

Although it is not a big problem not to say where to get off the bus, it is not uncommon for people who do not know each other and do not want to reveal their true destinations.

But the key is to first say that I was sitting in car No. 3, and I didn't have any luggage, and then I only held a magazine in my hand that was used to covering people's eyes when thieves stole things, all of which were strung together, no wonder they were being treated as thieves!

Shen Fei felt that his previous speculation was correct, this bald brother's logical thinking was relatively clear, and he was indeed the master of the dream.

It's even more troublesome, if it's a passer-by who thinks he is a thief, it doesn't matter, but it's the owner of the dream who thinks so!

How can this terrible opening be broken?

It's certainly not appropriate to look around and move around, it's more like a thief looking for a target. Shen Fei, who couldn't decide what to do, simply responded to the changes with no change.

The bald brother ate the preserved fruit and looked out the window, but glanced at Shen Fei from time to time.

His wife sorted out her bag, put it back on the luggage rack, sat down, and quietly looked at the moving scenery outside the window.

Shen Fei didn't want to look at him, so in order to avoid being embarrassed by facing each other, he also looked out the window.

The sky was getting dark, and there were several overhead lights lit up in the carriage, and Shen Fei and his eyes met in the reflection of the car window, and they both felt a little uncomfortable.

Shen Fei picked up the book, turned a page at random, stood up to block the other party's view, and read it.

Suddenly, he felt that something was not quite right, the owner of the dream had a bad impression of himself, could it be because he read this kind of book?

He slowly lowered the book, as if inadvertently sliding a glance over the top of the book, and looked at the door of the carriage.

Sure enough, the bald brother looked at the cover of the book with a look of disgust.

Shen Fei felt that tens of thousands of divine beasts were tap-dancing on the tip of his heart!

He really wanted to get out of here and go to another car, but he held back.

In the current dream, he couldn't look up any information, and he didn't have the mood of the bald brother, looking for any memories in the rumbling wheels.

Therefore, he felt that it was more appropriate to keep the bald brother, the master of the dream, and he could feel the changes in the dream in time and accurately, even if the dream changed and jumped to an earlier era, it would also help him to explore the mystery of the dream.

The train stopped at a small station.

Because the parking time was only five minutes, the vendors selling goods on the platform rushed to the open windows like a charge, desperately selling their goods, and the cries of "Fuliji Roast Chicken" came and went.

The bald brother became interested and wanted to lift the car window, but it was a little difficult for one person to pinch the metal buckles on both sides, so Shen Fei got up and helped him. The two of them just tacitly raised the car window, and at the same time let go of the buckle and fixed it, the bald brother's mouth opened, but he didn't say the word of thanks.

As soon as I saw that the window of the car was opened, a vendor came running over with a homemade simple vending truck, and hurriedly stopped the car, holding an attractively colored roast chicken in his hand and approaching the car window, saying that it was an authentic Fuliji roast chicken.

As he introduced, he kept swaying, the aroma wafted in through the car window, and the bald brother's throat and eyes "cooed".

Shen Fei also swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but he could only look at it, damn it, a poor man, there is no money in his pocket!

In addition to the clothes on his body, he only has Grandpa Mao, a bank card and a mobile phone that can only be used as a toy.

The bald brother negotiated the price and took out the money, but asked the seller of roast chicken to change to a cleaner one.

The roast chicken seller took out a steaming one from the tin bucket wrapped in cotton in the sales truck, and it was even more fragrant.

The roast chicken seller asked the bald brother if he ate it now, and if he waited for a while to eat it when it was time to eat, he wrapped a few layers of newspaper outside the bag to keep warm.

The bald brother asked him to wrap a few more layers of newspaper.

He put a few newspapers in the sales truck, then tied the bag containing the roast chicken, wrapped it in a very neat layer by layer, and delivered it with the bald brother with one hand.

Looking at the "roast chicken" placed by the bald brother on the small table, the corners of Shen Fei's mouth showed a playful smile, and he looked at the bald brother and said, "Why don't you open it and take a look?"

The bald brother reflexively moved the "roast chicken" to him, as if he was afraid that Shen Fei would steal it.