Sometimes, it's better to forget reality than to forget, and dreams may be something to be missed. ’

"Lao Li, is you well?" At the door of the welfare home, a gray-haired man was hunched on his back.

"It's okay to recover, come back and take a walk." I walked slowly into the welfare home, everything was familiar and unfamiliar, I felt like I was dreaming, as if I had seen it somewhere, I stood in the courtyard for a long time.

I followed the feeling to a familiar bedroom, the bedroom is neatly and orderly, there seem to be few traces of life here, the only thing that impresses me is the small photo frame placed on the table by the window, the photo frame is quite new, but the photo inside is a little yellowed, the photo shows a temperamental woman in her thirties holding a little girl who is about four or five years old and smiling very sweetly.

At this moment, my brain seemed to be electric, the woman and child in the photo were very similar to the wife and daughter in my dream, I picked up the photo and stared at it for a while before putting it down, and slowly there were many shadows in all corners of my mind ready to move but I couldn't see the appearance clearly. Except for the photos, there was nothing in the house that really touched me anymore, so I walked to the familiar old house again.

When I got close to the old house, I stopped and didn't go any further, thinking that there must be a lot of things in my deepest heart, which came from a long backlog. I was going to open this door, but now this inexplicable heavy sadness in the depths of my heart made me not have the courage to face it.

There is another place in my memory that is relatively clear, and it seems to be related to my dream, and I am pretty sure that it appeared in my dream.

I followed the memory of my dream to the other end of the town, which was relatively bustling, and along the way I saw small vendors on the roadside, most of them in their forties and fifties or even sixties, selling all kinds of cooked fruits and vegetables, and they called me when they saw me, but I couldn't greet them.

"Lao Li, why did you say you were careless, but fortunately you have a tough body." A man in his fifties who sells fruit picked up half a convenient bag of fruit and handed it to me. "It's good if you're healthy, take the fruit back and taste it, it's good for your health."

I smiled gratefully as I walked and waved my hand to decline his kindness, and there were all kinds of things along the way, and I was wandering in my heart, and my eyes were a little hot, and I didn't ask for the same either.

After crossing the main road to the left hand into a small road, the path is not wide, enough for a small three-wheeled car to drive in, and after walking for a while an old building on the right hand, seeing this old building, I seem to have a lot of things in my heart that are about to pour out, at this time I can hear a faint call in my mind - the third floor, I slowed down and opened the door.

When the furnishings in the room were imprinted on my eyes little by little, there were several figures swaying back and forth, and I couldn't see their faces clearly, but those figures were very similar to the ones in my dreams, and I looked around and saw a small photo on the TV, there was a young man in the photo, and I realized that this was me when I was younger. There was also a gray-haired man in his fifties and a woman in his forties in front of me and a beautiful woman with outstanding temperament, and in front of the four of them was a little girl of four or five years old, and the pictures of the woman, the girl, and the picture of the orphanage, and the man and the woman were exactly the same as in my dream, and I was only sure that we were a family, and above were my parents, my lover, and my children. But why am I alone now, at least I have a wife and a daughter? I'm a little confused, and I'm a little... Headache.

Since entering this room, it seems that there are many things that can be clear at once, but there are many figures coming and going that are blurred, and in addition to this, there are mixed feelings, happiness, happiness, sweetness, and faint heartache......

In an ordinary room with three bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, although the furnishings and pendants here can give me emotional fluctuations, I think that there can be more common secrets and involvement in a private space like a bedroom, which can give the greatest stimulation.

The first thing I went into was the bedroom next to the bathroom, which was simply furnished, with some relatively old items and some messy bottles and cans. Open the door of the second bedroom inside the pink arrangement, there are all kinds of dolls, hairpins for girls...... It was a little princess's room, and a pink bow on the bedside table touched my memory switch.

It was an afternoon in a trance, not cold or dry, passing by a jewelry store.

"Daddy" I was walking forward, and the girl took my hand and said with a happy face. "You crouch."

"What's wrong?" I asked, crouching down.

The girl kissed me on the cheek and pointed to the bow hairpin with shiny edges around the pink. "Dad, I want that, can I give it as a birthday present?"

"Absolutely."

The girl happily held the hairpin and looked left and right, and couldn't put it down.

"Who did you learn from?"

"Mom, every time Mom asks you for a gift like this, you give it to her." The girl blinked and said very seriously.

"You're a little clever." I couldn't laugh or cry.

When these vague memories floated in front of my eyes, my eyes were a little moist, and my fingers clutched the hairpin tightly for a long time before I put it down.

I finally have some clear memories, and when I open the last room, it's still romantic, but it's the romance of the stars and the moon. The most direct thing to see is that there are a lot of decorative photos on the wall, the ceiling is hung with shining stars, the main lamp is a hanging meniscus lamp, the bed is the bed of mandarin ducks in the dream, but the red is no longer so gorgeous, there are two wardrobes not far from the bed, the wardrobe by the head of the bed has the clothes of middle-aged and elderly men of various seasons, and the wardrobe against it is also women's and men's clothes, but the women's clothes are a little more, they are very fashionable, full of youthful vitality.

There was a desk and a computer desk at the foot of the bed, and there was a lamp and a book on the table, the book was called "The Time Traveler's Wife", and there was a bookshelf on the left side of the table, full of books.

It's the camera, it's the camera in my dream, suddenly there are a lot of pictures floating in my mind, I became more and more nervous, I was about to open the camera to see, I found that it couldn't be opened, I just noticed the decorative photos posted on the wall, these photos are posted in an orderly manner, and the style of the house is integrated with the style of the bed, there are three photos on the head of the bed that are particularly conspicuous, pasted into a love look, look closer and I find that it is the place where I confessed to her for the first time in my dream, the tip of the heart is her photo, and the two sides of her photo are me, her photo is the one where she stands under the osmanthus tree and caresses the osmanthus like a flower fairy......

As I looked through the pages of my nervous emotions, it seemed that there was a beast in my mind struggling violently, as if it was about to break free at any moment, and my head hurt more and more, and these photos were like fragments of time burrowing into my mind, trying to hook up all the links in my mind.

It was as if a light had entered my mind, tearing through the black curtain, and countless shadows wandered in the cracks.