The wind slid across the ground quietly, bringing a bit of winter chill.
Standing in the wind, looking quietly at the towering buildings not far away, and looking at the busy crowd, an inexplicable smile flashed in the corner of Bu Feng's eyes. numbness.
He looked down at his watch...
Two fifty-nine...
Bu Feng stared at the watch, counting in his heart with the beating of the second hand: nineteen, eighteen, seventeen——
The smile in the corner of his eyes became more and more weird, and his eyes exuded a calm but faint luster of madness and despair...
Suddenly there was a rush of wind, and there was a squeak and squeak behind Bu Feng. Under the pressure of the cold wind, his body twisted completely subconsciously, his feet did not move, and he slid to the side by 40 to 50 degrees, and then folded back like a spring, standing straight on the spot , still staring at the watch in his hand, muttering softly in his mouth, completely unaware of what happened, Bu Feng's whole mind has been concentrated on the second hand that rotates regularly...
A young and pretty girl, wearing a black windbreaker and lightweight black leather boots, stood not far away and patted her chest lightly. Then, the girl frowned slightly and her face turned cold Come down, and whispered: This damn human, why is he standing in this place, and he doesn't know how to avoid it...
The cold wind blowing gently swept her long hair, covering her face, making it difficult to see clearly...
But Bu Feng didn't notice what happened outside at all, but started to whisper to himself as he meditated in his heart: six, five, four—
The numbness and coldness in that hoarse voice made the woman not far away tremble slightly...
The wind was blowing slightly, and the woman's long black hair fluttered gently but vigorously in the wind. Under the loose hair, there was a smiling face, and the delicate facial features seemed to be carved on a perfect face. , exudes a kind of beauty that people can't look directly at, the strangest attraction is the icy temperament under the beauty, the chill that is a little bit colder than the winter in that angelic smile …
Thinking of the action just now that was almost impossible for a human being to make, her eyes lit up involuntarily, and she cast her gaze on Bu Feng, a crystal-clear icy light flashed across her pupils in an instant, and a faint white halo condensed in her eyes. Suddenly, the pupils turned into crystal white, and the black and bright hair reversed the direction of the wind and floated upwards. The body that slightly touched the ground seemed to be lifted off the ground, and there were two pale white lusters in the eyes. It's not very conspicuous, and if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see it. The cold and strange pale white eyes quickly swept around Bu Feng's body...
The crystal white gradually faded from her eyes, but the woman's brows became more and more wrinkled, and she couldn't help but whisper to herself: Impossible, he is obviously just an ordinary human being, and he doesn't have much cultivation, but why? But there is a strange energy hidden in his body? It doesn't circulate in the meridians, this doesn't seem to be the way of human cultivation, it seems to be poured into it...
Among them, there is also some cat smell, which is rare...
She couldn't help casting her eyes on Bu Feng's body again. Although the messy hair scattered on Bu Feng's face blocked Bu Feng's eyes, she could still feel the heaviness and numbness in it...
It's just that Bu Feng's softly talking to himself completely ignoring external things made her even more confused...
This guy, what is he counting...
"Two, one..."
Turning around suddenly, Bu Feng turned his back to the girl, facing the direction of the cold wind, and slowly walked away, but the ending sound of "one" has not yet drifted away in the air...
As soon as the surprise surfaced on her face, the girl's body suddenly turned back and floated a few meters away from the ground. Her eyes were shining brightly at a window on the 20th and 30th floors of the building not far away. A seemingly inconspicuous black spot slid down from it, and she could easily see that black spot clearly through the distance of tens of meters—to be precise, it was the movement of that person, seeing that black spot People's hands scratched randomly on the outer floor of the building, clothes were pulled into pieces between the floors, and she could even see clearly the piles of pieces that the skin was drawn on the surface of the floors, and that person The fear in the eyes and the other phantom emotions, seeing that pale green glow in that man's face, the color of bile...
Turning around, she stared femininely at Bu Feng's receding back, snapped her fingers lightly, her slightly icy eyes became brighter and brighter, the smile on her face became brighter, and she whispered to herself: What a funny thing! man, that's interesting.
There was a hint of cold interest in that smile, as if a human child discovered a very interesting game, or discovered some very interesting creatures, just like different ants...
Facing Bu Feng's back, she slowly stretched out her right hand, a layer of crystal clear luster flashed on her right hand, there was some weird aura faintly in that luster, eerie but cold, and the eerie luster became more and more shining , she seemed to be about to do something, suddenly, the girl's eyes rolled slightly, thinking of the smells she found on him, she couldn't help but withdrew her right hand.
The corner of the mouth whispered: "Be careful not to be discovered by others."
As she spoke, she took out a small cyan stone from her body and bounced it towards Bu Feng's back. The inconspicuous stone flew behind Bu Feng without making the slightest sound of breaking through the air. Suddenly, it disappeared—
Seeing Bu Feng's back gradually disappearing into the distance, the girl's eyes revealed a trace of undisguised interest...
With a light flick, the long hair in the shawl was thrown behind her. The girl turned and ran in another direction, her graceful back gradually blurred...
At this moment, there was a muffled sound not far away, followed by a female scream, and the crowd gradually gathered around the bottom of the building. Among the circles of people, there were voices of conversation and sighs. Sounds, cursing, some people sighed softly looking at the precious gold watch on the wrist of the deceased, some people looked at it excitedly, and some people's eyes emitted an extremely perverted fanatical luster...
Maybe some of them even wanted to get the little fortune left by the poor guy, but it was only an unrealistic fantasy.
Life is so depressing...
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Although the room of more than 100 square meters is not very big, it is not small, especially when the room of more than 100 square meters is the hall except for the toilet separated on the side.
Thick black curtains hang on the periphery of the room, and there are bits and pieces of warmth and luster shining in the thick darkness...
The dreary darkness blocked out the sun and the whole world...
The spacious hall is quiet, except for the occasional rustling of the wind blowing against the windows, the only sound is the light tapping of the keyboard. The crackling sound echoed in the spacious hall, driving the dull air to flow slowly, and the slight rhythm intertwined in the darkness...
In the entire room, only the computer screen emits a faint fluorescent light, illuminating the surrounding objects. The hall is empty, there is a huge wardrobe when you enter the door, a small glass table, a single sofa, and a long and narrow table are placed neatly on the side of the room, and a computer is placed on one corner of the table. There are few things, and the placement seems random, but it looks very comfortable, and there is a sense of tranquility and remoteness from the quiet and elegant, which makes people feel much calmer in an instant. On the other side of the room, several circular bookshelves enclose a semicircular area. The bookshelf shines faintly under the dim fluorescent light, giving people a thick but light feeling. Just by feeling, you can know that it is carved from high-quality wood.
Bookshelves lined up in a crescent shape are full of books, which cannot be clearly seen in the dim light. The bookshelf slides through the rails on the ground. There is a small gap between the two bookshelves, which is dimly lit. Through the gap, you can see that there seems to be a small table in it, but it is not like glass. There seemed to be a wine bottle on it, and the liquid in it shone with a faint red luster.
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The colorful colors in dreams have different referents, and each color corresponds to a unique personality and a different mood, including irritability, depression, depression, pain, sadness, happiness, and joy...
"Dream Code" says that the colors in dreams have two meanings, positive and negative. From a positive perspective, orange is adventure and change; purple is solemn and positive personal development; red is contribution , sex; blue is noble or quiet; black is dignified. On the other hand, orange is forced change, destructiveness; purple is hurt; red is sensuality, sexual taboos, humiliation, bodily harm; blue is depression, depression; black is death, funeral.
In my dreams, I can't always find the colorful colors, only a confusion, and occasionally some nightmares that suddenly become clear from the mist. According to the "Dream Code", colorful colors are the main theme of human dreams, gray It means tragedy and disaster...
These tales of illusions and dreams are just clues to life, and I knew all of them in the first place...
But, I hate dreams, all dreams.
In my life, everything in the future is completed under the guidance of dreams, and everything is the repetition of dreams...
And what I have to do is to watch all of this with cold eyes from the sidelines, from doomed to happening...
I hate all the illusions when I am in a trance, I hate all the illusions that occupy the future, all I want is a normal life, a life with an unknown future, but I don't know how to get rid of all this …
When I wake up, the nightmare has just begun...
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After typing the last line, Bu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the words just typed on the computer screen, and couldn't help reading out softly: Dreamland, all these, how to get rid of, how to get rid of...
As he spoke, his sanity seemed to be in a trance, and he seemed to have returned to the afternoon, watching those things that were destined to happen, as if in a dream, they happened again clearly in the real world, and the dream and reality were entangled , became chaotic, and even everything in this hut was twisted in this chaos...