No one thought that I would be able to make this step, but there was a voice in my head that kept telling me that I couldn't sleep, no matter what.

The woman was slightly surprised, but quickly calmed down.

"I'm going to see how long you can last?"

After speaking, her fingers moved slightly, and the surrounding fog instantly spread around a large number of people, Ye Xin was still able to hold the knife just now, and fell asleep in an instant.

It was only then that I realized that it was not a fog, but a manifestation of the smell on her body.

The momentary consciousness that I had gained in exchange for the sharp pain just now slowly fell again.

The voice in my head rang out again.

"Sleep, as long as you fall asleep, you will have everything."

I gritted my teeth, and the sword stuck in the ground, barely supporting my body by relying on the sword.

"Sleeping Nima!"

I felt unusually heavy eyelids, as if I had a thousand pounds, and I wanted to open my eyes, but it was difficult to open them.

The vision in my eyes became more and more blurry, and the next moment, my eyelids finally closed.

At this moment, I was plunged into endless darkness.

Until a beam of light came in and shone on this darkness.

In my dream, I was standing in a strange place, it seemed like another world, I was lying on the bed, looking at the room, and it only felt very familiar.

After a long time, I recognized that this was my room at home, my home, which lived in the distant mountains, and I hadn't been home for a long time.

When I woke up from this familiar place, I burst into tears.

It's been so long, I've been wandering around for so long that I've forgotten what it's like to be at home.

"Son, wake up, you've slept for a long time, and my mother is worried about you."

Beside me was my mother, whose face was carved with the marks of time, and I felt a little strange as I looked at her increasingly old face.

A line of clear tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of my eyes.

"Mother, my son is guilty, and my son is sorry for you."

When I cried, she was taken aback.

"Why are you still crying?"

My eyes unconsciously fell on her calloused hands, my mother had to do every day to plant vegetables, fertilize, and irrigate all kinds of farm work, all of which she and my father did, although I grew up in the countryside, but I have not suffered anything since I was a child, although I was not born in a rich family, but I feel very satisfied with this.

My mother and I exchanged pleasantries for a while and then left to do something.

I got out of bed and walked on the floor, looking at the books I had read on the shelves, looking at the old toys I had played with on the ground, listening to the songs in the MP3 that had taken a lot of effort to get my parents to buy, countless memories came to my heart, I knew that I was not a person who liked to look at the past, I thought that the past was over, and the current energy should be focused on the present, but at this moment, I am still in pain in this place.

Is this scene real? Or is it fake?

It's so real, I can feel the real touch, the real sound, the world feels completely real to me, not like a false world, when I walked out of my room and came to the living room, I saw my dad sitting in front of the TV, watching some TV series, my dad is very old-fashioned, he never likes to watch I like to see, he only likes to watch the news, watch the Water Margin, watch anti-Japanese dramas.

He said that he had touched a gun before, been to Hainan, fought in wars, and was a man who had contributed to the motherland.

My grandfather said that my father was not good at home, but he did a good job in the country, and he once had the opportunity to become a chief, but because of my grandfather's strong demand, he gave up that opportunity, and my grandfather said that our lineage, we can't become soldiers, which is unlucky for the country and harmful to ourselves.

When I think of my grandfather, I think of the bad old man who likes to drink, fish, read the newspaper, and don't like to take a bath.

"If only my grandfather were still around."

At this time, I suddenly thought of something, and walked directly to a room in my house, in the past, this was my grandfather's room, even if my grandfather passed away later, my parents did not touch the contents of this room, when I walked to this room, I wanted to open the door, but I noticed that something was wrong.

The door can't be opened, no matter how much I try to open the door, the door won't open.

All of a sudden, I was in a hurry and started to kick the door open with my feet, when my dad felt a lot of movement.

When he saw me kicking my grandfather's door, my father immediately became anxious and slapped me on the head.

"What are you doing, boy? How dare you kick your grandfather's door? ”

I was dizzy from this slap on my head.

My dad is still like this, it's not light or heavy.

I pointed to my grandfather's door, a little aggrieved, and said, "My grandfather's door can't be opened!" ”

My dad glared at me angrily, like looking at an idiot, and said, "Your grandfather is gone, and this room is naturally locked if no one lives in it." ”

"Can you open the door?"

I pointed to the door, serious on my face.

My father glared at me fiercely and said, "Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what you're thinking, you can't touch the things in your grandfather!" ”

With that, he pushed me away.

I naturally know what he is talking about, my grandfather left a lot of records, and these records are very important to our Li family.

I knew my dad wouldn't let me see those things now, so I had to give up.

But I also understand that if you want to determine whether this is reality or a dream, this is the only way to be sure.

My grandfather left a record that I had never seen before, and if it was a dream, it would not be able to be reproduced.

And as the heir of the Li family, I can naturally judge whether it is true or false.

Any dream has a time when it breaks, and the one I'm in now, although I'm not completely sure, should be a dream.

My consciousness is very clear, but even if I know that it is a dream, it is extremely difficult to wake up from the dream, otherwise why can't the vegetative person wake up.

Gotta find a way into my grandpa's room!

This is my only hope.

If you want to open the door of my grandfather's room, you have to use a key to open it, and this key is only in the cabinet in my parents' room, and the cabinet inside is only the key on my mother's body, and when my mother goes out, she often puts the key in the teacup at home, and in the afternoon, my father will go out to irrigate the land, which is only about half an hour, and my only time is only this half hour.

Once I had my plan in mind, I started waiting.

Time passed bit by bit.