Oh, not quite right, and can't say nothing.

He had a wonderful dream.

Although every time he woke up, he would forget 90% of the content of the dream, but he could clearly feel that there must be a perfect girl with a passion for red in the dream.

Although her identity, her appearance, her name, these things can't be remembered without entering the dream, but he can be sure that there must be such an angel in red in the dream!

In fact, his subconscious dependence on this girl may be stronger than he imagined.

After all, she really is his only salvation.

So he loves to dream.

So he likes to sleep.

But whenever he was awake, he still understood that no matter how perfect the person in the dream was, it was just a dream after all.

After all, she is the person in the dream, and in reality, she does not exist.

In reality, the only thing that can support him to survive is probably computer games.

But when he opened his laptop, he found that the desktop was empty.

He opened the computer shortcut, searched the C drive, the D drive, the E drive, the F drive, and the G drive, but there was still no game, and he couldn't even find the minesweeper.

He didn't give up and used the "search bar" in the upper right corner to enter all the names of the games he usually played.

I still can't find anything, let alone shortcuts, and the installation package and game folder are all deleted cleanly.

Recycle bin!

It's a blank slate.

He rested his head on the desk helplessly.

Oh, he remembered, the day before yesterday, in order to study hard, so he deleted all the games.

Also, now I can think of finding a game like this, and I can delete it like this in the first place.

Naturally, it was deleted cleanly.

It's too slow, the WiFi is not powerful, and it will take nearly 50 minutes to download, not to mention that the computer configuration is not good now, and it will take more than 10 minutes to install.

That would take at least a little over an hour to play.

He couldn't even wait an hour.

Watching a movie, I'm not interested.

Sleep, just woke up.

Let's go to an Internet café.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the lesson plan displayed on his computer.

And the new book that just studied the catalog.

Forget it, it's settled.

He thought so.

Outside the window, it's raining.

Standing on the sixteenth floor, he looked down at the beautiful world outside the window.

Ah, if you jump from here, will you be liberated, will you be able to soar between heaven and earth like a bird?

Impossible, just fall to your death.

He was glad that he was not schizophrenic, and he still had normal self-knowledge and logical thinking, and he also knew that when he saw that it was raining outside, he had to bring an umbrella when he went out.

But what about a year from now? Two years from now?

When will he finally become a madman?

When you become a madman, how do you do it? Electrotherapy? Or do you stick a sharp ice pick into your eye, pick a tendon out, and cut it off, as Shutter Island says?

Oh, despair.

He walked to the entrance, intending to open the door.

There was a knock at the door.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Sixteen-storey building.

Who's going to knock on the door?

Takeaway guy.

Only this explains.

Ziying was sure that he didn't have the ability to order takeout while dreaming, and it could only be the takeout ordered by the tenant in the same room, the person named Zhao Fengqian.

But when he passed by the door of his room, the wine that was in the door was not brought in.

Zhao Fengqian shouldn't have gotten up yet.

It was impossible to order another takeout, and even if he had just ordered it, it would not have come so quickly.

There are four possibilities, first, it is a neighbor who came, but they did not make any noise, and there was no contact with the door at all, this possibility is very small; second, the air dry ordered two takeaways at the time, and it was not one, so there was a time difference, but the air dried rice was at three o'clock in the morning, at this time it was impossible to order food, and there was no reason to buy wine separately, this is unreasonable; third, it was the takeaway brother just now, he felt that there was a problem with the takeaway, so he went back to ask, this is also unlikely, the package is very in line with the situation, inadvertently ordered a bunch of wine to distribute the time for people to deliver, this behavior is very in line with the character of the air dry, and the most important thing is, If he really wants to go back and ask, it shouldn't be so long, Ziying should have been tossing on the computer for half an hour, if the takeaway brother feels that there is a problem, call the boss and then come back to ask it is impossible for so long.

That could only be the fourth case.

Special reasons.

There are many possibilities: the police will arrest people, the robbers will arrest people, and the women will arrest people······

Well, it's most likely that a woman will come to arrest someone.

The tenant named Zhao Fengqian seems to have provoked a lot of women outside, and there are always women who come here from time to time to find trouble.

And this makes Ziying very annoying!

He didn't understand how Zhao Fengqian could provoke so many stupid women who knew how to go crazy and mess around!

I don't understand why I always help him deal with these brain-dead people who come to him to find trouble when he is asleep!

It's hard to protect himself, and he knows every day that he is a good man, maybe he is really a pig!

"Yes, Zhao Fengqian didn't come back yesterday, and he started drinking as soon as he came back today, and nine times out of ten this is the kind of thing!"

He slammed the door open, and immediately wanted to chase people away.

As soon as the door opened, there was a tall man in black clothes standing at the door.

Could it really be that the robbers came to arrest people for a special reason?

He was stunned, and reflexively wanted to retreat.

The man didn't give him time to retreat, he took a large bag of things in and slammed them to the ground, but when the bag was about to hit the ground, it suddenly slowed down and fell lightly to the ground, as if the ground was made of cotton, no matter how heavy the thing fell on the ground, it would not have the slightest impact.

"It's Mr. Zhao, right? Mr. Zhao Ziying, tail number 1314. The tall man asked without any emotion.

Takeaway guy?!

Ziying's rare brain was cut off, and he nodded in a daze: "Yes, it's me." ”

"Okay, the stuff has been delivered. The big man was expressionless, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Ziying stopped him, "Are you sure you sent it wrong? I haven't bought any of these things." ”

"You haven't bought it?" the tall man looked at him with a blank face.

"Nope. ”

"Then it's obvious. The tall man pointed to the label paper on the bag, and said without any emotion in his tone, "The recipient of this thing is you, but you didn't buy it, so naturally someone else bought it for you, maybe it's your lover, maybe it's your crush, of course, I think it's most likely, it's your parents." ”