Luo Qiming was suddenly lined up on his shoulders and woke up, it turned out that the executive brought some snacks to the boss. The executive joked with a smile: "I've been so tired lately, I've only been on the Internet for an hour and fell asleep." Luo Qiming smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I had a very strange dream, and I died in the dream." ”

"Bah, Bah, good luck, spit and smear. The executive responded happily.

"Why didn't I know that you were still so superstitious? Don't you know that dreams are all reversed?" Luo Qiming was also happy, saying that he would wash his face, and when he came back, he asked the executives to recommend some fun games to him to relax and relax. After washing his face and coming back, Luo Qiming shook the mouse, the screensaver disappeared, and then looked at the computer screen, it was still the usual WIN7 interface, is the vast universe just now also part of the dream? Luo Qiming didn't want to think about it, sat down and played a game for a while under the guidance of the executive, and then said goodbye to the executive and left.

After dinner, when Luo Qiming was walking, he always felt that he had overlooked something important. Before he knew it, he came to the door of the alley bar again, and he suddenly remembered the girl who was forcibly sitting next to him, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

I've seen this woman in my dreams! Her name is Cai'er!

Although Luo Qiming felt that the so-called day and night dreamed, he was not sure if the meeting he met Cai'er in the bar that day was also a dream. He decided to go to the alley bar again, and this time he must stay awake.

It was still three points of Chivas Regal and seven points of green tea, with two pieces of ice, Luo Qiming was still sitting alone in the booth, watching the resident singer start to perform.

The familiar melody is the prelude to Stefanie Sun's "What I Miss", a girl who didn't say a word walked straight over, pushed the Chivas Regal in front of Luo Qiming aside, slammed a bottle of rum in front of him, put two glasses and began to pour wine, then picked up the glass in front of him, made a toasting gesture, took a sip of wine and listened to the song quietly.

This scene is exactly the same as that day, Luo Qiming secretly pinched his thigh, making sure that he was not in a dream. After all, when did you start to lose the distinction between dreams and reality?

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Qiming asked, suddenly feeling that this scene was very familiar!

"Drink, please. The girl still said these four words, Luo Qiming felt that he couldn't go on like that day, he suddenly snatched the wine glass from the girl's hand and asked, "Who are you!?"

An imperceptible smile flashed on the girl's calm face: "My name is Liu Shuang." ”

Luo Qiming felt that he should also say his name, but the girl's next sentence made him completely unable to calm down: "Whether you are Luo Qiming or Ximen Feng or Huanyong, these don't matter, the name is just a code name, the important thing is whether you understand who you are." ”

She even knew the name that appeared in her dream! Ximen Feng yelled: "You are not Liu Shuang at all! Your name is Cai'er! I have seen you!"

"Where? In a dream?" Liu Shuang suddenly sneered, Luo Qiming's roar just now made the people around him cast dissatisfied eyes, and his head began to ache violently again, Luo Qiming got up, staggered and rushed to the back door of the bar, and the singing voice of the resident singer was still heard in his ears: "What I miss is wordless moving, what I miss is dreaming together······"

Luo Qiming vomited, his pants had been cut holes, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, he was afraid that if he didn't do this, he would pass out again.

Four ill-intentioned figures appeared behind Luo Qiming, and one suddenly picked up a stick and knocked it on Luo Qiming's back. Luo Qiming was lying on the ground, and when he looked back, four young people were looking at his pockets for his wallet and mobile phone.

Luo Qiming's head became more and more painful, exceeding the fists of the four young men, Luo Qiming suddenly felt that something in his body was about to explode! He roared, his eyes suddenly shot out like a strong light, and the three young people who were illuminated actually began to burn, the blue flames burned calmly but evenly, and there was no trace left after burning, and there was not even the smell of burnt meat in the air, only the smell of cologne on one of the long-haired youths had not yet dissipated, reminding Luo Qiming that he was here just now.

The young man behind him broke down, the steel pipe in his hand fell to the ground, and even the instinct to escape was useless, until Luo Qiming patted his face, he recovered from the clay sculpture-like state and sat on the ground.

"Why did you hit me?!" Luo Qiming tugged at his neckline.

"Big Brother······ Grandpa······ Spare me!" The young man burst into tears of fright: "We just see that you seem to be quite rich, and yelling and yelling by yourself seems to be quite arrogant, probably because you have drunk too much." If you want to be a fan, you want to grab your vote, and you won't dare to do it in the future. "Alone? Just now I was yelling and yelling on the card seat alone? That kind of drowsy feeling hit Luo Qiming again, Luo Qiming took out the medicine bottle from his pocket with a shaking, unscrewed the cap and poured it desperately into his hand. But the hands were shaking so badly that the pills were spilled everywhere. The young man looked at him as if he couldn't control himself, so he suddenly got up and ran.

Luo Qiming was lying on the ground, licking the pills on the ground with his tongue, and suddenly heard a muffled sound. When she looked up and saw that the young man had fallen to the ground and was silent, Liu Shuang was standing aside, holding a long ice sword in her hand, which was too exaggerated, right? Although it was in an alley with no people, how could she dare to kill people in the street! The young man's wound was frozen, and not even a drop of blood came out.

"Do you remember your past life, but you still believe that this world is real?" Liu Shuang leaned over and picked up Luo Qiming's cheek and asked.

But he couldn't think of the country and history of his dreams, and he couldn't think of what he had learned in history class. If what is in the dream is the reality, those powers.

"Do those powers really don't exist?" Liu Shuang seemed to be able to see through his heart, stared into his eyes and asked: "This may just be a period of time in your consciousness, for example, your best friend is just your fantasy, why is there no him in your memory during this time?" Luo Qiming was even more confused, and wondered why he could know what he was thinking This Liu Shuang girl could know, this was the mobile phone ringing: "Hey, Qiming, I'm back from Bali! Where are you? I won't go, I just came back and the thief was tired, so I slept first, bring the key······" It was Wang Qiang, Luo Qiming suddenly remembered that Wang Qiang did not show up, but went to Bali for a trip.

"This is the projection of the world that interferes with your consciousness, imposing a plausible memory on you at any time. Liu Shuang's voice sounded again, but Luo Qiming smiled: "Is this world? In other words, it is my consciousness that is interfering with this world, and if you use this word, it means that this world is real." Liu Shuang's expression began to become unnatural: "If what I dreamed of is true, then the relationship between you and Huanyong is not just a simple master-slave or lover relationship, I think if you know everything, maybe you are me, I am you!" After saying this, Luo Qiming's brain suddenly became clear, and the pain was no longer unbearable. When he looked up, Frost was gone, the corpse on the ground was gone, and there were some missing person notices posted on the wall next to him, it was the four young men who attacked him. If it was in the past, Luo Qiming would definitely think that he hallucinated because he didn't take his medicine on time and saw these things reflected in his brain. But this time it was different, the pain of the stick on the back was still there, and the wound on the body had not healed. Even if the hallucinations can cause traces in the cerebral cortex and leave wounds on the body, the torn clothes will not be transferred to consciousness.