Although the time was moved forward by Secretary Su by a large level, I feel that the days have not changed much, and everything is still according to the original step-by-step.

Secretary Su said, "Today is an important day, so my consciousness has been in a state of excited sleepwalking, and I haven't fallen asleep all night. I used my own mind to capture the scene of today's election for no reason, and I hope that everything that has not happened can be rehearsed, so that I will know what to do by then, and I will not be flustered and not know how to deal with it.

However, everything is pale and weak, like a mist hanging in the air on a cloudy day in the last autumn, and the truth is hidden in it, so that you can't grasp it. The only thing you can do is be able to feel its presence.

I turned on the mind system.

The system says that everything is unknown.

I sat blankly on the bed and opened my eyes in the darkness with a strange feeling in my heart.

When everything felt futile, my mind suddenly lost power, and my whole person fell into chaos, and a sense of exhaustion followed.

The sun was rising, and a red sun slowly showed its face in the woods to the east.

Because it was Sunday, the woman didn't wake me up.

It wasn't until the sun rose that I woke up from my dream. The woman stood at the head of the bed, looking at my stupid and stupid appearance, and said with a look of appreciation or disdain at the corner of her mouth, "You're awake." ”

I lifted the sheets, turned them over and said, "Oh no, I'm going to delay." ”

The woman folded her clothes, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?"

I don't want to tell women about the election, because people nowadays have the mentality that more is better than less, and she won't understand my situation and feelings. Her current mood is to open a store as soon as possible and live a better life. As for the things in the team, she doesn't care too much. Because things are complicated and tricky in the team, no one really wants to bother to do it well.

When the woman saw that I was silent, she said unhappily, "You, what's the matter, can't tell me." ”

I didn't look at her head-on, because her face already told me that she was suspecting that I had some ulterior secrets. I went out early and returned late, and I didn't return all night, and all kinds of signs had the characteristics of an affair one-night stand. There was a question mark in her mind that was fermenting. It's no wonder that during this time, I was dizzy and couldn't help myself by the wind flow of time, and the whole person was a bit black and white, and there was a serious imbalance. I feel like day is night, and night is day. I often don't feel like I exist.

In order to dispel her worries, I touched the back of my head and said, "I haven't been in good spirits for the past two days, and I've always had nightmares." ”

"It's not a spring dream. She looked through my heart with her eyes, then her brow furrowed, and she walked out of the room with her clothes in her hands.

I said in the back, "You." The second half of the sentence melted into each other's thoughts.

I opened my eyes wide as I looked at the door slamming shut, and I could only feel a meaningful irony in the air.

The woman knew me well, and although she was petite, she didn't need to use a gun or a gun, and sometimes she just needed a look to make me obediently bow down. And I'm willing to be her captive, because in this world, I don't have anyone to rely on.

I sat on the bed, my bare upper body, my hands pillowed behind my head, and after some emotion, I thought about the supernatural scene last night, and said from my heart, in such a world, no one would believe the ghostly story. But I don't know which tendon of human beings is confused, there are more and more people, believing that there is such a magic in this world, they burn incense and worship Buddha, praying for the blessing of the gods.

I think it's funny.

But what happened last night does exist. Now that I think about the scene, it seems like a dream, and the evil appearance is clearly visible. However, who could that evil man be, was it sent by Mr. Pang, or someone else. I can't think of why. I took out that impression from my mind and sat down one by one, and found that each one was a little similar, but it was not like it.

There are many things in this world, and they are all mysteries.

My mind was somewhat uninterested in these things, and without my consent, my imagination was turned off.

I slept for another half hour.

When the woman appeared in front of me again, it was past ten o'clock. I got up in a mess, thinking about going out to find a job to make money, but my mind stayed in Secretary Su's care for me, saying that today is the day of the election, but there has been no movement. Is it that Secretary Su slowed down the time or adjusted it faster, until now, time is still flowing slowly, and there is no vision.

The woman stood in front of me with her bag and said to me, "Rest today, accompany me out to find a house." ”

A woman's desire to make money is stronger than mine. Of course I support her. If she can make money, she can relieve me of the burden on my heart. It's just that now it's a good place, and there are no empty houses waiting for us. I searched around with my mind, but I couldn't find the right place. In order to pass the time of boredom, I lazily agreed, "Okay!"

The sky was gray, and there was a smell of water vapor in the air. I stood in the doorway, and a strange sensation crept through my mind, and suddenly my whole body became cold and my muscles atrophied. I watched in horror at the changing scene in front of me, and did not dare to take a step forward. I'm afraid that if I move forward, I'll be crushed. However, where I retreated, the ravioli became more and more blurry in front of me.

I finally couldn't help but shout the woman's name.

When the woman came out of the house, she saw me stunned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I said, "I'm dizzy. ”

The woman looked around and said in surprise: "I was fine just now, why did I get dizzy." He touched my forehead with his hand. That hand was warm, and I felt like I was being saved. But the good feeling didn't stop me from freezing in the air.

The woman seemed to notice something and dragged me outside, and I felt myself struggling out of the congealed gas. The transparent solid becomes denser and denser, but that denseness, with a little force, will be torn apart. I slowly leaned out of that denseness, and the woman stood outside, dragging me out, and with her strength, I finally broke out of the cocoon. The moment I came out, I felt a lot of tightness in my chest. After a while, though, I was back to normal. The mind then returns to its previous state.

I closed my eyes and waited for a prompt from the thinking system.

After a while, the system prompt said, "Congratulations, you have successfully completed the transformation." You used to be no longer there, and now you are called Doko. After saying that, my mind diverged outward, and I imagined a white mist, which swirled in the air, and then slowly surrounded me, and I found that there were countless things that could melt into the white mist, and finally, invade my body and melt into my blood.

People are still the same people as before, but I am Doke, a being and not the person before.

This is a common phenomenon in the literary and artistic circles, and there is nothing surprising about it.

Every metamorphosis is so uncomfortable. It's just that I can't remember anything from before.