It rained all morning.
Lin Banxia has always been very uneasy, because usually rain accompanies death. Although nothing happened all morning, this unusual calm is like a boot that has not yet fallen, and it always makes people miss.
After the first class in the afternoon, the rain was getting lighter and it looked as if it was about to stop. It seems that this time, the rain is not as ominous as before, just an ordinary rain.
Just when Lin Banxia was thinking so, the lights in the classroom suddenly turned on a few times, and the whole classroom went dark. When the students saw this, they started booing loudly. It happened to be a self-study class at the moment, and the teacher was not in the classroom. Seeing this, the monitor stood up and shouted: "Don't be noisy, the teacher is right by the side, and I'll come over when I hear the sound."
"Monitor, is the power outage in our class, or is the power outage in the entire school?" someone asked.
"I'll take a look." The monitor said, went to the corridor, and saw that the lights of other classes were still on, only their class was dark. So he turned back and shouted: "Only our class is black, there should be a problem with the electric switch."
At this moment, a classmate sitting in the corner suddenly stood up and walked towards the switch. Lin Banxia's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up and shouted at the classmate: Don't touch the switch!"
But that man didn't seem to hear Lin Banxia's voice at all, he had already opened the door of the electric switch, and put his hand inside—
"Bang!" There was a loud bang with an electric current, and there was no screaming. The classmate fell to the ground, and bursts of white smoke appeared from his body. It seemed that he had lost his breath.
"Ah!!!!" The classmates who witnessed this scene let out a terrified cry. Lin Banxia rushed to the side of the classmate with a brisk pace, not caring whether it was dangerous or not, and hurriedly helped him up. As soon as he started, he felt it. Seriously bad. The person who was floated up by him was scorched, and his breath could no longer be detected with his hands. Lin Banxia put him down and tried CPR, but unfortunately it seemed to be of no use. In front of Lin Banxia, his body gradually lost. temperature.
Lin Banxia didn't know how long he had been doing, until someone pulled him away, and he let go in a trance. There were several policemen and doctors standing around, and someone whispered his name. Lin Banxia raised his eyes and looked at him. Li Su's worried eyes came to him.
"Are you all right?" Li Su asked cautiously.
"It's okay." Lin Banxia said, "I thought... no one will die today."
Li Su sighed.
The body of the classmate was not sent to the ambulance in the end. It is said that it has lost its breath, and there is no need for rescue. Lin Banxia watched helplessly as his body was carried into the funeral home car, stood in front of the classroom window, and did not speak for a long time.
Li Su seemed a little worried about him, and softly called Lin Banxia's name a few times behind him.
Lin Banxia turned around and said, "I'm fine... I'm just a little worried."
Li Su said, "What are you worried about?"
Lin Banxia: "I'm worried that we will also become one of them."
Li Su was silent.
Lin Banxia said, "Go, it's class time."
Li Su was hesitant to say anything, but he really wanted to comfort Lin Banxia, but when the words came to his mouth, he realized that he didn't know what to say. fool others. No one knows better than Li Su himself that his dreams become more and more real as time goes by. Sometimes he can't tell the difference between the two, so he has to leave wounds on his hands again and again as a judgment. basis. But is this method really reliable? When the dream also has pain, will he be trapped in it forever? Li Su himself did not know the answer.
If Lin Banxia was afraid of the rain before, then after witnessing death once again, he actually began to look forward to the rain, and dreaming in the rain might be the way to unravel all this.
The rain that Lin Banxia was looking forward to came three days later. He was taking a nap at the time, and he didn't even realize that he was dreaming, but he soon discovered that the entire teaching building was empty. With the setting sun hanging by the window, everything seems so real that people can't see the difference.
According to what they said last time, Lin Banxia began to look for Song Qingluo and Li Su in the dream. He searched for a while, but couldn't find them. Instead, in the corner, he found a student hiding everywhere. The student was a little familiar, like a student who had met several times in the same grade. When he saw Lin Banxia, he was startled and said, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"
Lin Banxia said, "Of course I am human."
"Then where did you come from?" The classmate pointed behind Lin Banxia.
Lin Banxia said, "Yes."
The classmate's face was full of disbelief: "Did you not see a man-eating monster over there?"
Lin Banxia said that she saw nothing.
The classmate looked at him and seemed a little disbelieving. He turned around and was about to leave. Lin Banxia originally wanted to invite him to go with him, but he ruthlessly refused. He said, "No, I don't want to be with you, who knows who you are. Something weird-"
Lin Banxia: "..."
He really didn't see any monsters mentioned by his classmates just now. With doubts, Lin Banxia returned to the direction of the classroom. The classroom was still empty and there was nothing, but Lin Banxia found that the door of the office next to him was half open. He clearly remembered that the door of the office was closed when he left here just now.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Banxia carefully opened the door of the office. The office was very small and could be seen at a glance. It was empty and there was no monster in his imagination. Lin Banxia took a few more glances, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly heard a soft sound from the cabinet behind her.
The movement of the cabinet made Lin Banxia pause, hesitantly turned his head, thinking about whether to open the cabinet door, just when he hesitated, the cabinet door creaked and actually opened by itself. Lin Banxia and the thing in the cabinet stared wide-eyed, the thing looked like a cute girl, and was locked in the cabinet in a twisted posture. It stands to reason that Lin Banxia should be afraid, but the two After the eyes met, Lin Banxia didn't have the slightest fear, but instead gave birth to a familiar feeling, as if she had seen her somewhere.
"Brother—" the little girl called out and stretched out her hand to Lin Banxia. However, just after she made this action, the surrounding picture was quickly distorted, and the fairly clear sky outside quickly turned dark. The pouring rain poured down in an instant, as if the world was angered by the little girl's actions.
Lin Banxia walked to the front of the cabinet and patted it, but she didn't see anything unusual in the cabinet. He was surprised when Song Qingluo's voice came from behind him: "What are you looking at?"
Lin Banxia was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and saw Song Qingluo. He was holding the boning knife in his hand. The bright red blood on it was dripping down and smashing on the floor. Makes a clack.
Lin Banxia said, "You murdered again?"
"Yeah." Song Qingluo said, "I saw a student when I first came here, and I sent him back." He entered the room and closed the door behind him.
Seeing his actions, Lin Banxia showed vigilance, a little afraid that Song Qingluo would give herself another knife. Seeing what Lin Banxia was thinking, Song Qingli put the knife aside and made a harmless gesture: "Don't worry, I won't kill you this time."
"What's going on?" Lin Banxia asked.
Song Qingluo said, "We are dreaming."
Lin Banxia said, "I know we're dreaming—"
"No, I mean, we were dreaming from the beginning." Song Qingluo said, "School is a dream, classmates are a dream, and the world you live in is also a dream."
Lin Banxia's eyes widened slightly, feeling that Song Qingluo would say something even more exciting.
"This is a contagious dream, so we entered the same dream." Song Qingluo said, "However, the person in this dream will continue to dream, dreaming where we are now, which is the second A layer of dreams, in this layer of dreams, only death can wake up. If you don’t die before the dream collapses but are swallowed by the second layer of dreams, then the people in the first layer of dreams will die.”
The logic is quite clear, but the more I listen to the content, the more bizarre it feels. A person in a dream tells himself that the reality they are in is a dream, which is unbelievable, so Lin Banxia does not agree, but reveals Suspicious.
Song Qingluo was not surprised at all. He had long known that Lin Banxia was a smart person. If he believed in him directly, he would not be used to it.
"You're so baseless." Lin Banxia said, "How can I trust you?"
Song Qingluo thought for a while and said, "Do you remember Xiaohua?"
Lin Banxia: "Xiaohua? Who is that?"
Sure enough, I don't remember, Xiaohua is a heretic. It seems that the memory of her in the dream was directly screened out. Song Qingluo pondered for a moment: "Then your memory about your family, are you clear?"
Song Qingluo didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Lin Banxia found that she really didn't remember the past. She tried to recall it for a while, but she always felt that the previous pictures were blurred, as if some important content was blurred. fell the same.
"We in the first layer of dreams have no memory of this layer of dreams, only you are the exception." Song Qingluo said, "You think you should have discovered the world you are in, and there are all things that do not conform to common sense. Let's do it."
There is no need for Song Qingluo to say that, Lin Banxia himself found out long ago, starting from Qin Xu's mobile phone, everything around him was a little unusual, but there was a logical problem in it, so Lin Banxia asked: "Indeed There are abnormal things, but you and Li Su said that you are dealing with abnormal events in the real real world, that is to say, abnormal events also exist in the real world you talk about—in this case, you Why do you use those strange things to prove that what I am in is a dream, and what you are in is real?"
Song Qingluo sighed, not knowing whether she should be happy or troublesome for his children's witty little brains. He pinched the corners of his eyes and said helplessly, "I really can't help you if you say that."
Lin Banxia said, "We have to think of a way."
Song Qingluo thought for a moment and said, "Don't you think it's strange that Song Qingluo suddenly gets close to you?"
Lin Banxia: "Huh?"
Song Qingluo said, "The two of you didn't know each other at first, but just met once. Why is he being so nice to you?"
Lin Banxia said hesitantly, "Maybe, maybe, want to help classmates?" The more he spoke, the lower he said, and he felt that he didn't have the confidence.
Song Qingluo said, "Let me tell you the answer."
Lin Banxia felt something, pursed her lips, and tugged at the corner of her clothes.
"Because there was no such person as Song Qingluo in your high school." Song Qingluo said, "He didn't accompany you to high school, and he didn't take you to eat outside that campus. You've been thinking about rice noodles for a long time."
Lin Banxia didn't say a word, her expression a little flustered.
Song Qingluo knew that this was not the time to be soft-hearted, but seeing Lin Banxia's appearance, he really couldn't speak in a cold voice, he was silent for a moment, and his tone softened a lot: "It doesn't matter, he will always be with you in the future. of."
Lin Banxia said, "What do you want me to do? Kill everyone around me?"
"No, at least not for the time being." Song Qingluo said, "Judging from the behavior of those people before, after they were swallowed up by the dream on the second floor, they seemed to be on the verge of death after being chaotic for a while. This chaos should be pollution. It should have been caused by devouring. This kind of pollution made it impossible for them to distinguish between reality and dreams, so they chose to commit suicide—according to the analysis of clues in reality, death in the first layer of dream death most likely means death in reality. "
Lin Banxia said, "How many people have entered the dreamland?"
Song Qingluo said, "It was thirty-seven when we came in."
Lin Banxia did the math: "Wake up after all of them are dead?"
"When the rain stops outside, I will wake up." Song Qingluo said.
Lin Banxia asked strangely, "Are the times in our dreams the same? How long will this rain last?"
Song Qingluo said: "The speed of the passage of time cannot be determined. In real time, the rain can fall for seven days."
Lin Banxia pondered: "But this way, isn't there no clue at all?"
Song Qingluo said: "There will be clues, but the problem is that you need a special executor - for example, you who can be connected to the first layer of dreams."
Lin Banxia frowned, "What's the clue?"
Song Qingluo said softly: "This is not the first time this disaster has happened. The first time the dream appeared contagious, hundreds of people died. After that, we sent a lot of people to seal it up. There were successes and failures, and the only one thought to be It was the successful survivor, I discovered his existence in this dream and had a conversation with him."
Lin Banxia said, "Conversation?"
"Yes." Song Qingluo said.
Lin Banxia became nervous: "What?"
"Go to the deepest dream." Song Qingluo said.
Lin Banxia immediately reacted. He glanced at the dark sky outside and remembered what the world looked like that day when the world melted. When this layer collapsed, a black distorted hole appeared in the rain curtain. Don't think about it, if it's sucked in, it's definitely not a good thing.
When Song Qingluo said this, Lin Banxia naturally understood, but although he understood, he couldn't understand, and licked his lips a little anxiously: "Don't you really intend to do this?? You killed so many people, Isn't it just to keep them from being sucked in? Now you actually want to go in by yourself?" He thought that Song Qingluo would also have so many wounds, and finally committed suicide in a trance, he felt unacceptable, "There is nothing else. method??"
"Don't be nervous." Seeing that Lin Banxia's face was wrong, Song Qingluo explained, "I have already entered once."
When Lin Banxia heard the words, there was an incredible look: "Have you already gone in??" He immediately remembered something, "Did Li Su also go in?"
Song Qingluo said, "Yes."
"Then his wound is on his hand, where is your wound?" Lin Banxia grasped the point, "Don't tell me you don't have a wound—I don't believe it."
Song Qingluo closed her mouth that had already opened, and sighed inaudibly, with a hint of helplessness: "On... lap."
Lin Banxia remembered that in the office, Song Qingluo deliberately unbuttoned his shirt for him to check, and immediately laughed angrily: "You're pretty smart? It's better to start first?"
Song Qingluo knew that she was wrong, and coughed dryly: "It's not that you're worried."
Lin Banxia sneered: "Oh, so it is."
Song Qingluo: "..."
Lin Banxia thought for a while: "Listen to what you mean, we didn't know each other until many years later, so... About when?"
Song Qingluo said, "After you graduated from college, I moved in next to your house."
Lin Banxia thought that the encounter was quite romantic, and she was secretly happy when she heard Song Qingluo add: "Your house happens to be haunted, and I happened to bump into it."
Lin Banxia: "..." Forget it, don't ask.
"Anyway, I will go into the depths of the dream again. If I find the method, I will tell you directly." Song Qingluo said, "I hope you can bring the method to the first-level dream and end this nightmare."
Lin Banxia hesitated: "This is too dangerous."
Song Qingluo: "Time is running out, there is no other way." He looked up at the sky outside, and while he was talking with Lin Banxia, a storm was brewing in the sky again. The darkness formed a huge void that engulfed the world.
People seemed so insignificant in front of such a terrifying spectacle. Lin Banxia glanced at Song Qingluo beside him, and unexpectedly did not feel too scared. Song Qingluo felt Lin Banxia's gaze, turned around, and put his hand in his hand. handed over the things: "You can do it yourself."
Lin Banxia knew that he had made a decision and said, "Okay..."
He reached out and took the blood-stained boning knife and put it on his neck. I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that Song Qingluo looked at him with a very gentle look. Banxia suddenly remembered that there was an important thing to ask, gritted her teeth, and said, "What is the relationship between us in the real reality?"
Song Qingluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He leaned into Lin Banxia's ear and said softly, "It's the most important person to the other party." The black hole behind him had reached the window. Song Qingluo knew that he couldn't drag it any longer. He hugged Lin Banxia's hand holding the knife, and with a little force, the blade complied with his wishes and inserted into Lin Banxia's throat.
No pain, no fear, in Song Qingluo's warm eyes, Lin Banxia once again returned to reality.
In the same classroom, in the noisy recess, Lin Banxia stood up from her seat and rushed to the fourth floor. He remembered that Song Qingluo's class was on the fourth floor, but he had never looked for it. This was the first time.
Walking to the door of the classroom, Lin Banxia looked inside for a while, and saw Song Qingluo sitting in the front row. He seemed to be reading a book, surrounded by two chattering friends, who occasionally responded with a few words, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Lin Banxia thought for a while, then gathered up the courage to stand at the door and called out Song Qingluo's name.
In an instant, the eyes of almost the entire class were focused on the door, and someone coaxed, "Song Qingluo, your little daughter-in-law is here to find you."
Lin Banxia was stunned when she heard the name of the little daughter-in-law, wondering how Song Qingluo introduced herself to his friends. Just when he was in a daze, Song Qingluo had already walked in front of him. In high school, Lin Banxia still didn't have enough to eat, and she didn't grow taller. She was thin and small. Song Qingluo stared at him condescendingly. Most of the indomitable aura just now disappeared, and she still said bravely, "You and I'll come out."
Song Qingluo was a little surprised by Lin Banxia's actions, and thoughtfully did not ask why, quietly followed Lin Banxia to the far side of the secluded corridor.
"What's wrong?" Song Qingluo asked, "Why is this expression on?"
Lin Banxia said, "Song Qingluo, you asked me to undress before to check if there were any wounds on my body, right?"
Song Qingluo said, "That's right."
Lin Banxia gritted her teeth and said, "Then do I also have the right to check on you?"
Song Qingluo said decisively, "Of course."
When Lin Banxia said this, her aura was already very low, and her voice was more than half quiet, and said, "Take off your pants for me."
Song Qingluo thought she heard it wrong: "Huh?"
Lin Banxia said loudly: "I know what you did, you took off your pants!" He was so nervous that his voice suddenly became louder, and the people around cast strange glances at the two of them. Everyone stopped talking for a while, and the originally noisy corridor could hear a needle drop quietly.
Lin Banxia also discovered his gaffe, and suddenly regretted it a little. The tips of his thin-skinned ears began to heat again. It was the man standing in front of him who actually laughed after hearing this. After laughing, he gave him a meaningful look, and said warmly, "Just take it off here? Are you willing to let me be seen by others?"
Lin Banxia: "—Of course not here!"
Song Qingluo: "Yes." His voice was very soft, and he sounded a little serious, but when it comes to the content of what he said, he was just playing a hooligan in a serious manner, "I'll just give Banxia a favor."
Lin Banxia: "I'm not trying to take advantage of you!!"
Song Qingluo said, "I know that I am taking advantage of Banxia."
Lin Banxia was in despair, and found that Song Qingluo was really difficult to deal with when he wanted to default on his debts. He was just talking nonsense in a serious manner. At this time, how could Lin Banxia allow him to perfunctory easily, so he simply said : "Okay, it's okay not to look, but you have to tell me honestly, is there any wound on your leg??"
The smile on Song Qingluo's lips faded.
Lin Banxia said, "Yes, right?"
Song Qingluo asked calmly, "Who told you?"
Lin Banxia: "I said it was you in a dream, do you believe it?"
Song Qingluo stretched out her finger and tapped on her chin, as if she was thinking about something: "What else did he tell you?"
Lin Banxia: "That's a lot."
"Then he told you." Song Qingluo said seriously, "Do I really like you?"
The author has something to say:
Lin Banxia: Don't try to divert the topic—
Song Qingluo: What topic? I like your topic
Lin Banxia: When did you like me...
Song Qingluo: Then we have to talk about it from a long time ago.
Ten years later.
Lin Banxia: Hey, what did I ask you that afternoon ten years ago
Song Qingluo:…