Gao Zhengnan, who was standing at the entrance of the Qinghu subway and observing, always felt that this flower shop was really incredible, it was often closed during the day, and the shopkeeper always maintained a cold face. During the subway riot, the two male suspects said in unison that it was like a dream and that they couldn't tell what they had done. Some colleagues from the police station even said that these two people had fallen into evil magic and whether they wanted to invite someone to do a magic service. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the south, it is a necessary process to worship God and ask for a sign before building a building, if there is a guy who does not know how to advance or retreat, there is still a miss, and there will always be more or less blood to suppress the evil spirit.

He watched Sanwang go in and out and arrange the flower stands one by one, a triangular plain handkerchief tied on the top of her head, long hair scattered behind her head, and his back to his figure, always feeling familiar. He remembered the dream he had had, in which there was a girl with long braids, desperately shouting at him: Go, go! His body trembled involuntarily, and someone came and patted him on the shoulder.

"Zhengnan!" the man shouted.

He smiled back.

"It's time for a shift change. The man winked at him and passed him. He glanced at the opposite downstairs uneasily, and the figure of Sanwang had just flashed into the store.

For as long as he can remember, he began to have the same dream, and the fire in the dream was so bright that he screamed with fright. In order to make him forget the fright caused by his dreams, his parents let him participate in various sports. In the days when he was so tired that he didn't even have a dream, he slept very quietly, and as he grew older, the dream became clearer and clearer, and the girl's voice appeared more than once: Go, go, go! When he woke up from his dream, he no longer cried, but he could not shake the guilt for a long time. Why did he feel guilty? Who was that girl? He had asked himself a thousand times, and sometimes he laughed at his own stupidity, but it was just a game. He once asked his friends if people only have the same dreams in this life? Friends laughed at him, how can anyone only have one dream in his life? And it is not a debt owed in a previous life.

"Are you too much in debt?" his companions teased him.

He sighed, where is the peach blossom debt, with such a terrible dream, it is not like having a relationship with the peach blossom!

Because of the frequent riots in the subway, the local government sent a large number of armed police to support the patrol. Gao Zhengnan and the other seven comrades of Team A were assigned to Qinghu Station. The tram here is about to pass, and it is a large transfer station, so the team attaches great importance to it. Unlike other police officers, they do not wear SWAT clothes, but mingle in the crowd in civilian clothes and observe the movements around them.

This week, he couldn't help but keep an eye on the Sanwang flower shop, which was so small that it was inconspicuous. It is also rare for customers to enter the store, and the busy subway entrance is full of people in a hurry, where will anyone hesitate to stop.

Standing in the shadows of the subway passage, he still sometimes felt the eyes of the store glancing at him, and she must have known that she was here.

After the last time there was an abnormal situation at Longhua Station, he also rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and people intermittently described a huge and incredible sound. After listening to this, he didn't hesitate for a moment to return here, and sure enough, the door of the store was closed, and he was about to walk over and knock on the door, but he forgot to take down the rest sign and opened the door with an indifferent face, without even looking at him.

The hands on the watch were already pointing to eleven o'clock, and the lights of the Sanwang flower shop went out on time. A small flower shop with a light business is open for up to seventeen hours a day. Gao Zhengnan sat in the restaurant on the first floor and looked at Sanwang and Feige who walked out of the room, he took the mobile phone on the table and walked out quickly, following them unhurriedly.

After passing the vegetable market and the intersection, he saw Sanwang walking towards the residential building. The lights on the nineteenth floor came on, and he stood silently for a moment. Sitting on the bench downstairs, someone who came home late muttered something to him.

Strange people.

He is a strange person to others, and Sanfu is also a strange person to him.

He smiled, or really thought too much about it. He paced back to the subway entrance, got into his car, slept haphazardly, and in an hour or so it was his turn to change shifts.

As night fell, even the stars forgot to breathe and became dizzy. A muffled thunder sounded outside the car window, and Gao Zhengnan's tightly knit brows were very uncomfortable in his dream.

"Go, go, don't come—" This time, she said three more words.

The firelight was imprinted on the girl's face, and tears kept pouring out.

Bang! Another thunderbolt rang out. He woke up from his dream and sat up. Is it going to rain? He glanced out the window and felt the watch on his wrist, and it was almost time. He walked up to the second floor of the passage, ready to change shifts, in the passage illuminated by electronic lights, the white light was dazzling, and a quiet breath to the extreme enveloped his breath layer by layer, and he clearly felt that something was happening here. The comrade-in-arms of the opposite class sat crookedly at the corner of the passage and the stairs of another exit, looking calm and unfamiliar, and he shook the other party's body: "Wake up, wake up!"

None of them were ordinary fighters, it was impossible for them to fall asleep so easily, their breathing was steady, but they were clearly unconscious. He hurriedly went to check on the others, the security guards on the subway patrol were nowhere to be found, and the other three SWAT officers were sitting or lying down as if they were asleep. None of the cleaners and staff on duty on weekdays and nights are gone, and the entire Qinghu subway station is like a quiet sleeping box.

Gao Zhengnan moved his pace quickly, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call other comrades-in-arms who were changing shifts, but the mobile phone showed that he was not in the service area. He could visibly feel his heart beat faster and his breath quicken. He stopped and made his way to the turnstile, took a deep breath, and listened carefully to the movement around him. The hands of the watch were still fifteen minutes away at midnight, and the three other comrades who had changed shifts would also arrive, and he had to hold out until that time. He moved his steps, leaning his back against the wall, and slowly walked forward. A strong wind obviously rushed down from the top of the second floor, and his figure flashed, and the garbage next to him popped to the ground with a muffled sound, and was instantly squeezed into a piece of paper. He was shocked, it was just a gust of wind, what the hell had happened here?

He turned his body around to pay close attention, but the lights in the subway flickered on and off at this time, and he laughed at himself in his heart: Is this the rhythm of a ghost movie?

I don't know why, but at this moment he thought of what the girl in the dream said: "Go, go, go, don't come——!" He was shocked again, did she know that she would encounter such a strange thing tonight?

He admonished himself not to be careless, the flickering lights did not disturb his ears for listening to sounds, and a faint sound of wind instigation and blowing came from the right, and he flew in a flash, and then felt himself fall into an endless pile of cotton, sinking deeper and heavier, and his breathing became more and more uncontrollable. It's like drowning, and someone has sucked all the air. The more he struggled, the more he felt that he couldn't do it, so he simply put down his body, forgetting the rhythm of his breathing, only to feel that the intermittent voice was still there, go——

He finally didn't feel any sensation, only felt that his body was too heavy, and he wanted to break free from this shell. The image of the girl in the dream became unusually clear at this moment, her tearful eyes occupied his only remaining emotions, his chest was full of guilt, unwilling, his hands were bruised, and his strength returned to his body little by little!

Ah———— he roared like a loud outburst, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and all the lights suddenly turned on normally. A blood-spurting figure stood in front of him. Looks like a person and doesn't look like a person, like a cartoon stickman outlined by a dotted line.

The blood-spotted man threw a heavy punch and slammed it into his body again and again, like a heavy hammer, and each blow would fall from the human world into a deep valley, the pain was a little numb, and he felt that his ribs were not his own at all.

The blood-spotted man grabbed him by the neck, and he scuffled with the void, tearing it apart with all his might, and ran towards the entrance of the passage. Specks of blood at the speed of the wind stumbled his steps, this time like a long snake wrapped around his body, strangling his flesh little by little. The blood vessels in the neck are like earthworms that attract the attachment of this blood spot. Once again, he felt the loss of life, and little by little time took away his strength.

Let's go—— that voice sounded again! Gao Zhengnan's eyes lit up again, it was a voice that he heard in every dream in his life. That voice filled him with reluctance and guilt, whose memories were it, whose sadness and despair, whose struggles and pains. The raging flames consumed hope, filled him with anger, and made him want to do anything to save the girl. The girl shouted loudly again and again, "Go, go, don't come—" The girl's eyes were resolute, expectant, without the slightest hesitation or fear, he wanted to get closer, see her face clearly, the scorching fire, tearing him a little bit and slowly pulling him out of the illusion, at the last moment, the tears in the girl's eyes finally slipped down and dripped on his chest, like a drop of water hitting the crisp blades, horn! He grabbed the iron fence of the passage with both hands, and rushed hard, and the whole person turned out of the second floor, and the blood spots fell to the ground with it.

After a loud ——!bang, Gao Zhengnan opened his eyes vaguely, and in the dim street lamp, a black silhouette walked towards him.

All illusions are nothing, and all cause and effect have love and hate.