"Second Dream"

On all sides, there is an endless stretch of pure white, as if it is a clear and soft mist, and in the twilight there are layers of mountains, no sky, no earth, chaotic huge space, giving people a sense of unreality floating in the middle.

Nightshade looked around—strange and familiar—and the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted his surging thoughts. Dark Night turned around, just caught Jiang Yanchen's smile flying like red silk, whether it was his still unruly eyes or the two pots of wine that were constantly colliding with the jingle in his hand, it made the dark night die in a trance with the illusion that everything was still early, they were still young, and everything had not happened yet.

Maybe it was indeed an illusion, the dark night stared at Jiang Yanchen's face striding towards him, it was clean and clean, without a mask, as if it was illuminated by soft light. Dark Night is a little confused, is he dreaming now, or was he dreaming before?

"It's not a dream. Jiang Yanchen spoke up, looked at his brother for many years and shook his head with a smile, "None of them are dreams." ”

"Drink first, and then talk about the rest. The flask was thrown on the stone table at some point, and the crisp percussion sound had a peculiar string sound. Knowing that it was useless to think too much, the night died and sat down cross-legged, without speaking, and carried a wine jug in front of him.

"Ding-" The flasks collided, making a strange bell sound. Dark Night and Jiang Yanchen kept toasting and began to pour wine pot by pot. The taste of the wine is so good, the crisp coolness is mixed with the slightly drunken sweetness, is it the taste of peach blossoms? The dark night paused, and he shook his head, not the mellow fragrance of peach blossoms, but more like bamboo leaves, and the slightest hint of stormy taste.

The Storm?Dark Night almost laughed at his own metaphor. He had drunk all his life, and he had never thought that one day he would use the word storm to evaluate a wine.

Jiang Yanchen squinted his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were crooked, did he also think it was funny?

"It tastes good?" Jiang Yanchen gently scraped the carvings on the wine jug with his fingertips, and looked up lazily at the dark night who nodded vigorously. "I think it's good, I like it. ”

"And then?" Dark Night didn't know what he was going to say, he just didn't want to be silent any longer.

"And ah, nothing, trust me. ”

"Hmm......" The night died a little confused, and my heart was very relieved, like a castle, very stable. His eyelids were fighting, but he still managed to keep his eyes open and asked him, "Is that okay?"

The last image of Jiang Yanchen in his heart was still burning in his mind after he was finally knocked down by fatigue, and after he closed his eyes: Jiang Yanchen approached, with a sunny smile that he had never seen before, and whispered to Dark Night: "Of course. ”

I see.

"The Third Dream"

The girl's silver bell-like laughter came from the depths of the jungle: "Brother, rabbit!

Dark Night subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and the little girl in the beige cloth skirt ran barefoot, chasing a small pure white rabbit. There was no one else around, and it was very quiet.

Dark Night Death rushed straight forward without hesitation, and he comfortably acquiesced that "brother" was his exclusive nickname. In the distance, a childish childish voice came from behind: "Brother, come on!"

Dark Night smiled, revealing two white tiger teeth. The snow-white rabbit rushed to the east, jumped in the west, and chased after it in the dark, and its body shook continuously, and it almost pounced on the rabbit without touching the ground. The blades of grass swirled and flirted, and the fluffy touch made Nightshade feel so satisfied that he stood up and grabbed the rabbit's long ears and shook them at the girl who had fallen behind. The little girl looked surprised and delighted, her headband was loose, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind, like a pigeon flapping its wings.

"Brother!" the little girl snapped as her eyes widened and her hands opened, not knowing whether she wanted to hug her in the dark or the rabbit.

Dark Night hesitated for a moment, and immediately gently placed the rabbit in the little girl's hand. The girl looked up at him excitedly: "Dead brother!"

Died in the dark.

"Monlin......"

Little Menglin happily played with the rabbit's ears, and the sunlight leaking in the dense forest sprinkled on Menglin's puffy little face, and she could still see the fluff on her cheeks like unripe peaches in the light. Dark Night Death stood a little dazed, his eyes staring straight at Meng Lin.

I want to bite you......

When this sentence was about to be blurted out, Dark Night Death bit his tongue in time and changed one sentence:

"This is your trophy?"

"No!" Xiao Menglin looked at him solemnly, "this is my friend. ”

Friend?

"Don't you want to eat it, or whatever?"

"No, I'll let it go. ”

Dark Night couldn't help but touch her head.

"Listen to you. ”

Under the sunshine flowing like broken gold, Xiao Menglin smiled, warm as an eternal poppy.

Freedom, joy, simple love and happiness.

"The Fourth Dream"

The huge white clouds flowed like a vast waterfall, and the sea of clouds gathered and churned around the dead in the dark night. The wide staircase of black and white piano keys stretches from the sky, and if you add Angel with her white and tender wings, this place can be determined to be heaven.

It's a pity that there's nothing here. He waited for a long time, and no one came to tell him whether the staircase was calling you or if heaven was welcoming you. Die in the dark and support your forehead, just go.

The clouds in front of him were denser, like the soft mud at the mercy of the clay man, and the teeth and claws were fiddled out of infinite shapes, and after staring at it for a long time in the dark, he suddenly understood that this was a quaint village.

The scenery in front of you is strikingly familiar.

Mottled peeling walls, vine-covered fences, hovering white doves and a huge sunset. Lazy laughter and whispering, people dressed in simple linen clothes, smoke lingering, children playing in the horns, women smiling against the door frames, stone mills turning, drawing circles.

It's a long, long time ago, and I'm glad I remember it.

The place where the night was born.

He searched inexplicably, obviously not knowing what he was looking for, but he still stubbornly kept going. Gradually, the footsteps of the dark night turned into running, and the figure swept past the houses. Every time I think of the dark night death here with a bitter hatred, I am like a helpless dandelion, running around, but I can never find a place to stay.

It's time for Dandelion to go home.

In the deepest part of the clouds, he finally saw two figures side by side. All of a sudden, Nightshade felt that he had finally found something. His pace slowed, tears rolling in his eyes, his eyes wide open, not letting the tears blur his gaze at the two men.

Those two people were exactly the same as they remembered, and there was no difference in the slightest.

The two men came over, the woman with her arms outstretched, her eyes filled with pity, and the man sighed as if he wanted to say something, and touched the head of the night dead.

"Child, cry if you want to. ”

Dad, mother...... He stood dumbfounded, silently reciting the two names that had never given him warmth, and there was a hot warm current surging through his heart.

Dark Night closed his eyes, stiffened himself into the woman's arms, bit his lower lip and wept bitterly.

Dad, mother...... In the years of your absence, the child has been so wronged.

It's so hard, so wronged, so ...... Tired.

The mother who died early brushed her fingers over his long black hair, and smiled warmly: "It's okay, there is a mother, and my mother will protect you." ”

Dark Night looked up at her: "Is there still a chance?"

The silent father winked at the night, and the mother replied, "Yes, forever." Sometimes, there is more than just one key to a door.

"What is tired, we are complete.

"Struggling, let's be free.

"Sleeping, let's wake up.

"What is lost, we come to get it back. ”

His father and mother hugged him tightly, and he had never felt his "existence" so deeply as he did at this moment. He closed his eyes in peace of mind, his consciousness sinking into chaos.

Thank you.

"Fruit"

Nightshade finds himself rowing a small boat.

Night is on all sides, and the night is thin. This is a harbinger of dawn.

But the night couldn't hold on, and he couldn't see the beautiful morning light. The night died looking around, hoping to find a place to rest.

Underneath the boat, there is a black sea with no edge. There is no land in sight, and the sea stretches indefinitely, seemingly calm and waveless.

Behind the darkness of the night, there is a pitch-black sky, and above the canopy, half of the stars have fallen. Countless meteors broke through the sky and left a brilliant mark. But after all, they are just passers-by, and even if someone sees this magnificent landscape, they will only say, "I once saw such a beautiful meteor shower!" and no one's life will be changed by it - even the idea is ridiculous to think about.

The night was silent, and he looked ahead, a huge hanging moon with a soft sheen on its surface. Like an egg that is too round, or a huge piece of jade that is not flawless. The boat was moving rapidly, and the egg jade was getting closer and closer to him, and the dark night suddenly found that there was a pair of invisible wings behind it, dragging the egg jade to fly up desperately. It's a pity that the egg jade is too heavy for it to fly.

This guy may not be the moon, it's actually a cocoon.

The darkness of the night soared into the air, and with light skills, he rushed straight to the cocoon. Just as he could no longer support the fall, the cocoon flew over and opened a small door in the middle.

Nightshade climbed up against the doorframe, and he saw that it was dark inside. Dark Night Death hesitated slightly, then stopped hesitating and stepped into the huge cocoon.

The door closed, and there was no more sound.

Before the door was closed, Nightshade had heard someone say something like this.

"Good work. ”

Nightshade laughed with relief, not answering the voice.

He thought for a moment and said:

"Goodbye. ”

【End】

Afterword

I started to conceive this article a year ago, and I am sorry for the readers (there don't seem to be many), and the ideas in the middle came out and were pushed down, and then new ideas were started, and finally I decided to express my feelings for the child named Dark Night in this form.

The first part is actually not the part I want to write, just for the rationality of the story, so I just made a bend to this line of the plot. After writing it, I looked entangled and too far-fetched......

So let's talk about the part I want to write about - dreams.

The cause in front of the dream is actually implying that the dream is dead after the dark night, but I am embarrassed to say it, so I don't mention the word death until the end of the story. I thought about it again and again, to make Dark Night Happy to start a new life, the difficulty is tantamount to Harry Potter and Voldemort shaking hands, so I can only grieve a little death.

What does a person do when he is about to die? Of course, when he looks back on his life, he feels very happy and puts on a smile and ascends to heaven, and if he feels a little regretful, he will make a gesture of "two" and remind his nephew that there are two lamps in the oil lamp, and the money that is burned will be gone. So, Xiao Di put on a smile and looked back on his life in a dream with peace of mind.

What is the most lacking thing in the life of a young man? According to my understanding, it is recognition. Whether his position was robbed, or his lover was robbed, it was nothing, find a confidant, open a few bottles of Erguotou, not get drunk, and then get up the next day and continue to struggle.

But Xiao Yu was so lonely that he didn't even have a confidant. He alone could do all of this. He had no lover, no family, no (?) brothers, no red faces (he had only been slaughtered before), so he was distressed by this, and suffered from these secondary disasters - no dirt left for me, and I didn't even have a place to complain. In fact, the self-esteem that he regards as everything is nothing, it will make you more and more lonely, more and more lonely, and finally fall into a vicious circle until death. Then Xiao Yu has been having a long, long dream, he dreamed of a holy girl named Chu Menglin who came to save him, he desperately pursued her in his imagination, and used this as the only motivation. If he loses this momentum, then the dark and depraved external environment will undoubtedly destroy him completely.

Once a self-conscious author, who was a junior high school student a few days ago, figured this out, everything was solved - she wanted her big life to get everything in her dreams.

So I gave him the approval of the leader in my first dream. In the life of the Dark Night, the role of the Sect Leader is actually very important, he represents all the superficial things that the Dark Night Dead wants to pursue - status. I asked the sect leader to apologize for the death of the dark night, and married Meng Lin to him, in fact, it is all a trick that treats the symptoms but not the root cause - what is the use of apologizing, and marrying Meng Lin to you Meng Lin can't fall in love with you. But Xiao Fu is very satisfied, what can be done, he was born with a dead brain.