She had a dream, a long, long dream.

In her dream, she adhered to her duty to complete her studies, and after graduating from college, with the help of her parents, she established a company that ran smoothly.

All his life is very down-to-earth, which can be regarded as a happy one.

It's just that in this life, she has no friends and no lovers.

All the blind dates broke off contact after meeting once.

It's not that she dislikes the other party.

It's the other party who is disgusted with her cold face.

In the end, she simply gave up love and was alone until she died of old age.

The moment I closed my eyes, the scene spun around and a burst of bright light hit......

Zhou Qingman found himself floating in the void.

In front of me was an extremely unfamiliar room.

The room was very large, but quiet, with only the occasional faint sound.

Drifting away from the place where the sound sounded, you can see a kitchen.

In the kitchen, the busy figure is beautiful and tall.

Zhou Qingman easily recognized that this was "himself".

In a dream, nothing happens strangely.

She followed "herself" all the way.

Looking at the dishes made by "myself" all over the table, there seemed to be a vague emotion jumping in those eyes.

After doing this, "myself" stood by the door, forgetting to take off my apron, and from time to time I looked down at my watch, and then at the door.

Finally, after "myself" had repeatedly heated the dish several times, the sound of the key opening the door came from the door.

"You're finally back."

Jiang Wenlin......

How could he be so familiar with "himself"?

Zhou Qingman saw "himself" diligently helping Jiang Wenlin take off his coat, and listened to the other party's lesson with low eyebrows.

"Didn't I tell you before that I was going to your new sister's birthday party? You shouldn't be jealous! ”

"No ......"

"As I said, my love for you is the same, I never take sides, and I always treat everyone equally." Jiang Wenlin said such extremely disgusting words with an affectionate face.

also took a step forward to hug "himself", wanting to start venting the feelings of the day......

"Get out!" Zhou Qingman's stomach churned, he couldn't hold back any longer, and before everything happened, he picked up the table lamp next to him and smashed it towards Jiang Wenlin's head.

"Bang!! ——”

There was a loud bang.

Jiang Wenlin and that "self" suddenly turned into countless fragments, and the picture gradually disappeared with the crisp jingle of bells.

In its place, there was a bright red covered in blood.

It's so red that it makes people panic.

Zhou Qingman was lost in this bright red, and he couldn't find a way out, so he could only wander.

I don't know how long I waited.

A small opening suddenly opened in the blood.

Zhou Qingman thought it was an exit and ran over, but he didn't want to see Jiang Wenlin again.

Inside, she saw Jiang Wenlin killing her parents, and saw her parents swallowing unwillingly at the man's torture......

In the end, she saw Jiang Wenlin calling "herself".

"Uncle and aunt? I'm sending them on their way. Well? What are you thinking about fools, of course you are sending them abroad......" Jiang Wenlin stood in a pool of blood and smiled brightly.

Behind him were the eyes of the Zhou family's parents who were full of hatred until they died.

Zhou Qingman looked at this scene, his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

She screamed and screamed, tears like pearls with broken threads, desperately rushing to her face.

"Jiang Wenlin, I'm going to let you pay for your life!!"

Her eyes grew blood-red.

For the first time, there was an expression on his face, but it was so sad.

Just as she was about to catch the man's eye, there was a sudden wrap around her ankle that she didn't know what it was.

The thing dragged her and swiftly into the abyss.

Jiang Wenlin's face was getting farther and farther away from her.

No matter how much she screamed, it didn't help.

She was left with nothing......

Parents......

Undertaking......

Even the love that never had......

Who's going to save her...... But who will save her from a useless person?

Jiang Wenlin?

If that's the case, she might as well die......

Zhou Qingman slowly gave up struggling, and in despair, the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a bamboo fragrance, which made people feel calm.

At the same time, it seemed as if someone was impatiently shouting her name.

Qingman? Qingman!

The sound is getting closer and closer, and it seems like a stone's throw away.

Zhou Qingman didn't know where he got the strength, struggled to break free of the restraints on his ankles, and ran towards the source of the sound.

There, there is the only light left between heaven and earth.

The overwhelming color of blood followed her forward pace and quickly retreated.

Eventually, she plunged headlong into the white light.

The call in my ears became clearer.

Zhou Qingman's eyes opened suddenly, and she just heard the voice calling her.

"Silly fork? Don't let go yet! You stupid fork! ”

Looking back, Yun Feng sat viciously on the other side of the bed.

And she was pulling the other party's pajamas in her hands.

Zhou Qingman: "......"

"When I slept and touched someone else's room, I was still full of dreams." Yun Feng pulled back his pajamas, and his tone was still as vicious as ever: "I'll help you book a bed in a mental hospital in advance on a cloudy day." ”

…

Because of that dream, Zhou Qingman was in a trance all day.

So much so that when Yun Feng finished wandering outside and came back at noon, he found that he had nothing to eat.

She's a rich man!

Rich people have fallen to such a point.

Yun Feng was so angry that he smashed a door with his bare hands.

In a daze, time passed almost in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, the heavens and the earth were dyed with a touch of red glow, which was very similar to everything in the dream, but completely different.

Zhou Qingman held his chin and watched all this intently, when the phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from a former classmate.

Everybody's doing well right now.

Zhou Qingman picked up the phone.

The news brought by the other party made her stand up violently, and her tone was full of disbelief: "Jiang Wenlin is dead??" ”

"Yes, it was fine yesterday, but it was suddenly gone at noon today, and everyone said he was ...... Over, hehe, you know. ”

Zhou Qingman hung up the phone, and he hadn't recovered from the news just now.

Her dreams last night were very real, but in reality, they were all things that had not happened.

Zhou Qingman is still a little sad about the death of his old classmate.

She walked into the kitchen sadly, humming "good day" while cooking today's dinner, and rarely brewed two more cups of milk for Yun Feng.

In a small remote county town.

A gray mist rose from Jiang Wenlin's corpse, burped, and finally dissipated into the air.