The vast world is not on the same track, and the teeth are rolling each other, and the waves are everywhere. Whoever is public alone, the heart is like stopping water, the wind and rain are like obscurity, and the rooster crows endlessly.

In S City, Q Province, in an ordinary community, a young man in his early twenties sat in front of a computer.

"There was a team on the slope in the SE direction, three people. ”

"There's someone on the left, too, they're going to meet!"

"Don't worry, let them play, and we'll go into the circle when the lap is about to shrink. ”

"They're fighting! Hurry! Let's get in the circle now!"

"Hit them, beat them! These are the only two left!"

"Nice!

The young man couldn't help but smile at the computer screen, then picked up his phone and looked at the time: 22:55 on January 17, 2017, 65 minutes and 12 o'clock.

"Slip away, don't fight, babes. I went to sleep. Chen Xinyan quickly restrained his smile and said into the voice.

The thrill of the game is fleeting, followed by an indescribable feeling, like a breeze blowing through the heart lake, although there are occasional ripples, but finally calm.

The heart is like stopping water, and the ancient well has no waves.

Chen Xinshen turned off the computer, stood up and stretched, and hurriedly hid in the bed. It's winter, and sure enough, the warmest place in the world is still a bed. Chen Xinshen half leaned on the pillow, picked up a book on the bedside table, and read it slowly.

Long before the advent of modern human civilization, there were four human civilizations on Earth, but all of them died out with unexpected factors. In mythology around the world, there is a common denominator that human beings have suffered a flood that destroyed the world, Norse mythology believes that human beings are hiding in the world tree to survive, and the Bible is that Noah's Ark saved some human beings, in China, "Historical Records", "Liezi" also recorded the story of Gonggong angrily touching the Zhou Mountain, Dayu controlling the water.

This world is not as boring as everyone thinks, dreams are the entrance to another world, if the human soul tempers the soul through thinking, and rubs out the fire, it can awaken and successfully enter the dream world, which is called the sleepless world.

Chen Xinyan held a copy of "The Book of Restlessness" and read it with relish, and time in the book always flies. Why does the world exist? What is outside the universe? What was before the origin of the universe? Why are human beings more thoughtful than other animals? What is after death, does it become nothingness or become another existence? If after death there will be nothingness, nothingness, nothingness that cannot be perceived, that is, "nothingness", and even the concept of "me" does not exist, then what is the meaning of human existence?

These questions seem to be meaningless questions, but in Chen Xinshen's eyes, he has been troubled since childhood, and he doesn't know what the meaning of figuring out these questions is, and he knows that these questions may not have answers, but who cares? If humans don't think, how is it different from animals? At least in Chen Xinyan's heart, that's what he thinks.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, the time was 23:55, Chen Xinyan put down the book in his hand and fell asleep.

In a dream.

Chen Xinshen found himself in front of a huge stone door standing majestically and looked up. A poem was written on both sides of the stone gate: Who realizes the big dream, I know it in my life. In the middle of the door is an equilateral triangle, and in the middle of the triangle is a circle with a point in the center.

"It's like a triangle with an eye. Chen Xinyan muttered, and subconsciously pushed the door with both hands.

Just as most dreamers don't know that they are dreaming, Chen Xinshen didn't even think about how manpower could push such a big stone door, but subconsciously a voice in his heart told him to push open this door.

He thought so, and he did it.

So, the door opened.