Lin Banxia didn't know what happened to Song Qingluo, and he didn't have time to care about it. In fact, after falling into a dream, the world around him was completely distorted.
The ruler of this world was infuriated by Lin Banxia's unhesitating refusal. So Lin Banxia experienced countless awakenings, each time, Song Qingluo lay beside him, and each time, he saw Song Qingluo's bizarre death. After many times, Lin Banxia began to try to escape, but when he jumped off the balcony, he realized that he was not returning to the original campus, but another dream.
The mountain-like black shadows followed them, pulling Lin Banxia into one strange dream after another. Some dreams are painful, some are not, some are real and real, and some are bizarre. The only thing in common is that the pictures are all accompanied by the death of people they know.
Human beings are vulnerable not only physically, but also mentally. Lin Banxia is extremely fortunate that it is himself and not someone else who has experienced all this. Otherwise, that person may have gone crazy long ago.
Even under such a chaotic experience, Lin Banxia firmly remembered the conversation between herself and Cui Gaoyu.
"How to get close to it?"
"The depths of the dream will give you the answer."
No wonder Song Qingluo said that in this dream, countless human beings were buried. It turns out that as long as it is unwilling, it seems that human beings cannot wake up from it at all. The only awake survivor, Cui Gaoyu, paid the price to become a part of it, and as a fulcrum, it supported the entire world of dreams.
Lin Banxia understood all this, but couldn't figure it out. How could he stop it from continuing? Lin Banxia saw Li Su and Li Ye in a dream. The two seemed to be quarreling. Li Su yelled at Li Ye, took out a sharp weapon from nowhere, and stabbed Li Ye fiercely. past. Li Ye was stabbed right in the face, and he didn't have any intention of resisting. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pulled Li Su into his arms.
Li Su wailed loudly, as if the person who was stabbed was himself, Li Ye's body slowly slipped, and Li Su held him tightly in his arms.
The scene in front of him changed, and Lin Banxia was forced to wake up again. This time he saw Song Qingluo. That was him when he was young. He was less than thighs tall and stumbled while walking. Song Qingluo pushed open the door, as if Walking into a room that looked like a study, right across from the room, there was a very eye-catching ancient scroll.
The appearance of the picture scroll Lin Banxia recognized that it was the skeleton picture scroll in the photo he saw in Song Qingluo's bedroom. The little Song Qingluo staggered to the picture scroll and stretched out his hand ignorantly. Touched the corner of the scroll. However, the moment he stretched out his hand, the skeleton in the scroll seemed to be alive, his dry hand stretched out from the scroll and grabbed Song Qingluo who was still a child.
Lin Banxia was startled, and just as she was about to continue watching, her vision was once again ruthlessly taken away by darkness—not surprisingly, he woke up again.
It was still the soft bed, and Song Qingluo was lying beside him. Lin Banxia heard the sound of rain and the howling wind.
Lin Banxia slowly sat up from the bed. He felt that what he saw just now was not like a dream, but more like a distorted memory, but thinking about it, dreams are closely related to memories. He said, "What are you going to do?"
It doesn't answer.
Lin Banxia got out of bed and took two steps forward. Yu Guang noticed the wardrobe in Song Qingluo's bedroom. He thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to pull the wardrobe open.
To Lin Banxia's disappointment, he didn't find the girl named Xiaohua that he wanted to see. Could she be his hallucination? Lin Banxia was a little lost. He turned around and planned to leave, but just as he took a step, he heard two clicks from under the wardrobe. It seemed that something was carefully tapping the drawer door.
Lin Banxia was slightly taken aback, this drawer is so small, can it still hold a child? He thought for a moment, but he pulled the drawer sideways. Sure enough, he saw the drawer that was full... and winked at him in the drawer. little flower of the eye.
"Brother, brother." The little flower in the drawer shouted happily.
When Lin Banxia saw her for the first time, she thought she was strange. See you now, only kindness is left. If it wasn't for the environment, he would have reached out and hugged Xiaohua into his arms and kissed her for two.
Lin Banxia said, "Xiaohua, help me, how can I get out?"
Xiaohua said, "Brother, you can't go out now." She explained, "It doesn't want to let you go."
Lin Banxia naturally felt it too, and said in distress, "What should I do?"
"Come here, come here." Xiaohua said, "Xiaohua wants to tell you a little secret."
Lin Banxia lowered her head, Xiaohua leaned into his ear, and whispered, what she said made Lin Banxia's eyes widen, and in the end, her eyes widened in disbelief. After listening, he wanted to ask again, and bowed his head again, the little flowers in the drawer had disappeared.
The harsh wind filled his ears again, and the thing returned to Lin Banxia's side. The originally hard floor under his feet began to soften, and he fell weakly again.
Lin Banxia didn't know how many times she woke up from a dream. This time, Song Qingluo beside him even started to rot and deteriorate. Lin Banxia saw his face covered with maggots, and he got out of bed in a daze. Stand up and walk to the window.
It was still raining outside, and the huge raindrops fell on the tender rose petals drop by drop, washing the petals down from the stamens and mixing with the dirty soil.
"Lin Banxia—" Someone called his name downstairs. Lin Banxia found that Song Qingluo, who was still on the bed just now, had arrived downstairs at some point. His body was half human, half bone, and he was holding his head up. , waving at himself.
Lin Banxia said, "Song Qingluo..."
As soon as his words were spoken, the flesh and blood on Song Qingluo's body began to fall piece by piece until it turned into a snow-white skeleton.
Lin Banxia stayed where he was, what he wanted to say, but woke up again uncontrollably.
It was still the same bed, the same person lying next to him. The picture in front of him had been repeated for many times, perhaps hundreds, perhaps thousands. Lin Banxia lay on that bed and began to think about what Xiaohua said to herself. if.
That sentence was very clear, but he didn't quite understand it, so he fell into silence with a melancholy expression.
The harsh wind in his ears gradually became less and less. He probably noticed that Lin Banxia's mental state was beginning to show abnormality, so he planned to give him some time to think.
Yes, who can endure such an endless dream, watching their loved ones die again and again by their side, watching everything around them become weird and twisted, watching everyone trapped in it Liberation, what normal person can bear it
Lin Banxia thought, maybe he is not a normal person, because at this time, apart from worrying about Song Qingluo, he didn't have too many emotions. He stared at the ceiling and felt empty in his heart. He reached out and touched his pocket, always feeling as if something was missing.
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Banxia finally remembered that the bank card he carried with him was missing from his pocket.
I don't know if he was stimulated by the memory related to the bank card, but he vaguely recalled what happened in reality.
Song Qingluo and him were partners. The dream was to seal the heresy. Unfortunately, the process of things did not go smoothly. In the dream world, he, Song Qingluo and other monitors kept the things in reality together. Forget a clean one.
How to get out? To be precise, how do you go out with Song Qingluo? Although Lin Banxia hadn't yet remembered who Xiaohua was, he always felt that the girl was inseparable from him, even a certain part of his body.
Just as Lin Banxia was thinking, the bedroom door creaked.
Lin Banxia's body was shoved violently, he staggered and sat up from the bed, and understood what it meant—it wanted to get out.
Lin Banxia had no other choice, so she could only do it. However, the corridor outside the bedroom was before. At this time, there were many rooms on both sides of the corridor. Lin Banxia walked barefoot on the carpet and saw the first one. Room.
In the room, it was Li Ye. He was sitting in the corner of the room, holding Li Su's body silently. Those green eyes that were as cold and beautiful as gems were dead and dead. Lin Banxia noticed that where Li Ye was in the room, Not the school, but the room full of beds before they came in. Lin Banxia immediately realized that something was wrong, but no matter how much he moved forward, he couldn't get into the room in front of him.
In desperation, Lin Banxia could only go forward. He saw Li Su again, the same room, the same situation, this time, Li Su was holding Li Ye's body, and his head was firmly against Li Su. Ye's head and shoulders shook helplessly.
Li Su didn't cry, but the grief had gone from that point to hugging Li Ye with all his strength, so that his blue-veined hands were exposed, telling everyone who saw this scene.
Lin Banxia vaguely understood something, he walked forward quickly, and saw several rooms, each room was filled with different people, Lin Banxia searched all the way, and finally in a room, saw what he wanted The person you are looking for - Song Qingluo.
What made Lin Banxia relieved was that Song Qingluo was not in the same environment as the others when they first came in. He was sitting in a sunny garden, the person beside him was a little familiar, Lin Banxia recognized it for a while, and recognized that the person was actually Song Qingluo's friend Cui Gaoyu.
They were chatting, Cui Gaoyu was still the same gentle and gentle appearance that Lin Banxia had when they first met, but he didn't know what he said. Song Qingluo, who was sitting across from him, was getting more and more ugly. With a strong hostility.
Lin Banxia called his name, but he naturally couldn't hear it, but Cui Gaoyu gave Lin Banxia a meaningful look.
"You guys are running out of time." Cui Gaoyu retracted his gaze and landed on Song Qingluo again, "I hope your beloved partner is smart enough not to annoy him."
"So what if you're annoyed?" Song Qingluo sneered.
Cui Gaoyu said, "Do you know why everyone will die when the rain stops?"
Song Qingluo said, "Why?"
Cui Gaoyu said: "It's not that the rain stops, it will disappear, but it is just in the wet weather, just choose a favorite companion. Once the rain stops, if the companion is not selected, everyone will die." He With a sigh, he consoled his friend, "Fortunately, this group of people who entered the dreamland liked a lot, so there are a few survivors left. The best ending now is that Lin Banxia inherits me. Thanks to him, you managed to leave the dreamland and forget everything here…”
Song Qingluo: "Then he will become the next you until he is burnt out, and then let him choose other victims?"
Cui Gaoyu blinked and said nothing.
Song Qingluo said, "Although you are my good friend, I'm sorry, but I really can't agree." He smiled at Cui Gaoyu, "I have a way of getting the best of both worlds."
Cui Gaoyu said, "What?"
Song Qingluo said, "You don't seem to know why they are afraid of me."
Cui Gaoyu's expression was stagnant, and he didn't quite understand what Song Qingluo meant. In fact, he and Song Qingluo met not when they were students, but after they entered an organization that sealed heresy. At that time, Song Qingluo was still very young, a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old. It was said that he had been there for five years, which meant that Song Qingluo might not be ten years old when he officially entered.
Song Qingluo looked good and had a good temper. For some reason, the heretic companions in their place seemed to be a little afraid of him. Cui Gaoyu didn't quite understand, and Bai Luze didn't want to explain to him, and told him that this was Song Qingluo's personal issue.
After going through this, he and Song Qingluo became friends. The two would often go out for dinner and chat, which made him feel that Song Qingluo was just a person who didn't seem easy to get along with, but actually had a pretty good personality.
Song Qingluo said, "You should really ask Bai Luze, but if you ask, you won't be friends with me." He said, and picked up the boning knife.
Seeing this, Cui Gaoyu thought he was going to attack him, and he was trying to persuade Song Qingluo not to do meaningless and useless work, but when he saw Song Qingluo raising a knife, he stabbed him - but instead of stabbing him, he stabbed Song Qingluo himself.
It was a stern knife, like a tummy tuck, directly on the waist and abdomen, pulling out an exaggerated wound. Blood spurted out immediately, along with the scarlet soft internal organs.
Seeing this scene, Cui Gaoyu was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Song Qingluo grabbed his hand. It stands to reason that he should be able to break free from Song Qingluo's shackles easily in a dream, but for some reason, Song Qingluo grabbed his hand, but it was like cast iron, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
"It's a pity." Song Qingluo said, "If you are gone as a pillar, it will be very troublesome." Cui Gaoyu understood what Song Qingluo was going to do this time, and was shocked: "You can't—you will. killed them—"
"Then they're all dead." Song Qingluo said, "It's better to end all this than to enter the next cycle." He pulled Cui Gaoyu's body a little bit closer, leaned close to his ear, and lowered his voice. He whispered softly, "I'd rather he died than suffer like that here."
Lin Banxia, who was standing outside the house, witnessed everything that happened inside. When he saw Song Qingluo cut himself with a knife, he almost jumped from the ground. He wanted to rush forward in a conditioned reflex, and ran forward. It took a few steps to realize that I was in a dream - I scratched myself in a dream, it should be fine, right? Lin Banxia could only comfort herself like this.
Just as Lin Banxia was thinking about it, everything around him began to twist. The floor under his feet melted together with the surrounding room, and the howling-like sound of the wind returned to Lin Banxia's ears. He raised his head and looked at it. When a bright moon hung on the sky, the mottled shadows on the moonlight began to swallow the cool brilliance. Gradually, the moon became a black hole emitting cold light. The sound of the wind was getting closer, Lin Banxia turned around, and in the darkness behind him, he saw the mountain-like shape again.
The shadow twisted and struggled in the darkness, as if being provoked. The howling wind was extremely terrifying. Lin Banxia watched it like a tide, rushing towards him. The huge body was overwhelming and directly buried Lin Banxia. in.
Obviously there is no entity, and at the moment when it was covered, Lin Banxia felt a kind of suffocation, as if his soul was strangled by the throat, unable to breathe. He wanted to struggle conditioned reflexively, but his body was firmly trapped, and then he fell endlessly. He heard the cries and wailing of his companions. He heard Li Ye's suppressed crying and Li Su's neighing. Hearing Song Qingluo's hoarse screams...
When his body finally fell to the ground again, Lin Banxia gasped violently. Because of the too real hypoxia, he kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out his internal organs.
I don't know how long after coughing, Lin Banxia reluctantly came over. He raised his head and found himself back in that special empty room with no windows and no lights. Looking up, you can see the bed in front of you.
It's just that compared to when he left just now, there were a few more wads of cotton wool on the bed, and the puppet bear placed beside the bed was also tattered. It looked like someone used the puppet bear to vent their anger.
Lin Banxia stood up reluctantly, but before he could stand firm, he was pushed violently again, and he was forced to move forward, almost not falling on the bed.
The meaning of this thing could not be more obvious, it wanted him to lie down and become a being like Cui Gaoyu.
Lin Banxia smiled bitterly. He didn't know how long he would be tossed if he refused, and how many times Song Qingluo died. However, the time is pressing, Bai Luze is using his life to buy time for them, and he wants to continue to delay, not a good solution.
So do you really want to try it? Lin Banxia remembered what Xiaohua said. Although she couldn't explain it, her intuition told him that she should trust Xiaohua. No, it must be believed, Lin Banxia thought, even if he hasn't remembered his relationship with Xiaohua yet, he always feels that he and that girl are inseparable.
One can not trust others, but one has to trust oneself, Lin Banxia thought.
He stood up from the ground again, the howling wind wrapped around his body and forcibly took him to the bedside. When he got to the bedside, he let go, as if he didn't want to, or couldn't, forcibly brought him to the bed.
Lin Banxia steadied her steps, stood by the bed without moving, looked around, and finally landed on the dilapidated wardrobe not far from the bed.
There were two old handles on the door of the wardrobe. They were not locked. It seemed that they could be pulled open as long as they stretched out their hands, but Lin Banxia knew very well that he only had one chance. As long as the thing found out what he wanted to do, maybe not. Opportunity. But even if he opened the cabinet door and let out the little flowers, how could the little girl help him? Lin Banxia couldn't figure it out. He really didn't think that Xiaohua could beat the heretics in this dream... After all, she was just a small and cute girl.
But now, there is no other way. Lin Banxia decided to listen to Xiaohua's words - "open the cabinet".
He staggered a few steps under his feet, pretending to be injured and unsteady on his feet. He tried to walk forward, but fell to the ground, screaming in a low voice, showing a particularly weak expression. I have to say, this is really a bit difficult for Lin Banxia. After all, he usually doesn't say pain, even grievances are rare. The reason why crying children have milk to drink, at least one A mother who is willing to breastfeed him, like Lin Banxia, knew from a young age that the harder she cried, the more poisonous she was beaten.
Having almost exhausted all of his acting talents, Lin Banxia pretended to be about to collapse while pretending to cry, and finally touched the edge of the cabinet. For a while, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he muttered in his heart that this might be the most difficult thing that he had encountered in the entire dream... Those terrifying corpses before were nothing.
His hand finally grabbed the handle of the cabinet. Lin Banxia didn't dare to drag it any longer, and pulled the cabinet door open with all her might. When he made this action, the howling wind behind him almost stopped for a moment, obviously he didn't expect him to make such an action.
After opening the cabinet door, the little girl was also revealed. She hid in the cabinet in a twisted posture. When she saw Lin Banxia, she showed a sweet smile and called out to brother sweetly. .
Could such a little thing be able to rescue Lin Banxia? The howling wind sounded again, and there seemed to be a few wild laughter in it, mocking Lin Banxia's innocence.
Lin Banxia's expression also froze for a moment. He called out, "Xiaohua..." He was about to ask what to do next, when he saw Xiaohua dexterously jump out of the cabinet like a monkey, turning into a The phantom that could not be seen rushed towards the small bed not far away.
The moment she saw her action, Lin Banxia immediately understood what she was going to do.
It naturally understood, and the surrounding environment immediately distorted, as if he wanted to force Lin Banxia and Xiaohua out of the room.
However, it was too late. Xiaohua threw herself onto the bed at an incredible speed. She giggled sweetly, grabbed the already worn out teddy bear, and then tore it apart without hesitation. stand up.
Her actions undoubtedly angered that one. Lin Banxia's body was thrown upwards and smashed heavily on the ceiling. Lin Banxia cried out in pain. At the same time, he saw the two sides of the bed. , spreading out countless shadows, wrapping the thin little flowers—
Seeing this scene, Lin Banxia couldn't help but turn pale in shock and shouted, "Xiaohua—"
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Song Qingluo: Is Xia Xia all right
Lin Banxia: It's okay, it just wants me to sleep.
Song Qingluo: What? ? ?
Lin Banxia was shocked: It's not what you think! ! !
Song Qingluo drew his sword violently: Kill you!