[Balley: I have been having a very strange dream every night for the past few days...]
The dark night shrouded Dongzhou City. In this bustling city, all the people were busy.
After Chen Wenwei went to work for a day, he returned to the small room of only five square meters in the apartment unit he shared with others.
He is the kind of ordinary person who throws people into the sea and has nothing special. He went to college in Dongzhou, majored in accounting, and found a job in a private company here after graduation. The salary is not high, but he is busy every day like a dog.
The girlfriend I was talking about in college broke up shortly after graduation two years ago, and now from time to time I take the initiative to chat with a girl in the unit, but she doesn't pay much attention to him.
Chen Wenwei knew that his appearance was mediocre, he had no money, and he didn't know how to make girls happy. Such a situation was really normal.
This room is very small, and there is nothing else to fit a bed and desk, but fortunately, the rent is not expensive, and it is twenty-five floors high, with a bay window.
Every day when he comes back from get off work, Chen Wenwei will sit on the window sill, play with his mobile phone, and look at the brightly lit city night scene outside to relieve the stress of the day.
At this time, he was sitting on the window sill and chatting with his friends on WeChat. The other party was his college classmate, an old buddy, who also worked in Dongzhou, and they usually chatted a few words.
Chen Wenwei read the message, pressed his phone and replied casually.
[Wen Wei: What dream?]
After replying to other people's messages, he went to get himself some instant noodles. I don't know how long ago it was the last time I went out to eat. Living alone in a big city is not easy, everything is expensive. He only earns more than 6,000 yuan a month. After deducting rent, utilities, and living expenses, there are only 2,000 to 3,000 yuan left.
This is still a very frugal life for him, and it will take another ten years to save enough for the down payment of a small apartment in a small town.
Chen Wenwei has already made plans to resign and return to his hometown in the small town to develop. The consumption level here is too high.
In fact, he should go back to his hometown when he graduates, but he is not reconciled to staying in this big city for a few years.
After making instant noodles in the public kitchen of the unit, Chen Wenwei took them back to the room, ate on the window sill, and looked at his phone while Damai had sent many messages.
[Balley: I dreamed that there was a strange sound in a place that seemed to be a deserted island. I walked forward, and that feeling was very strange, as if I was a little awake but in a daze. In the big house, there was a strange old man outside the house, and then I woke up with a start.
Damai: After I had this dream for the first time a few days ago, I have had this dream every night, and every time I wake up, it is exactly three o'clock in the middle of the night...
Damai: I haven’t watched any horror movies recently. I just saw a post on the Internet saying that I had this weird dream, and I felt infected.
Damai: By the way, after waking up, I still heard the sound of someone knocking on the window outside the window, it’s really evil]
Chen Wenwei took a mouthful of the noodles, typed "You're just talking nonsense" on WeChat, and was about to send it, but suddenly felt a little weird in his heart. Damai is not a person who likes to make such jokes... He deleted this sentence and re-entered a sentence: "Really? You've been under a lot of pressure recently, you probably got angry."
The phone vibrated, and there was a new message on WeChat:
[Balley: Really, alas, my spirits have been a lot worse these days, I guess I have to go to the hospital to prescribe some sleeping pills.]
If this matter is serious, Chen Wenwei has no idea, and typed: "I heard that you will have nightmares if you are stressed. You should go to the hospital to have a look."
[Balley: I'm a little worried about some kind of illness. I've had a headache for the past two days, and I can't drink enough water.]
"It's just pressure, it's okay, don't scare yourself." Chen Wenwei replied again.
After eating instant noodles, he found some clothes and went to take a shower. He wasn't too nervous. Mai Lei must be stressed and nervous. The more he couldn't sleep, the more nervous he became. But then again, who is not under a lot of pressure now
After taking a shower, Chen Wenwei lay on the bed playing with his mobile phone, chatting with his family for a while, and his mother sent some photos of a piece of rapeseed harvested at home.
After that, he watched some videos again, and the time passed in the blink of an eye, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.
Chen Wenwei got up and went to the public bathroom to brush his teeth, and then lay down to sleep when he came back.
After working all day, he was already physically and mentally exhausted. Not long after he closed his eyes, he fell into a dream.
Silence, nothingness, floating around, light and shadow churning.
Dimly, Chen Wenwei felt that he had arrived in a strange place.
Sea water, surrounded by endless sea water, deserted land, unkempt weeds, twisted and gloomy trees, and there seems to be a mountain peak in the distance.
He couldn't see clearly, all the scenes were covered with a layer of gray like a black and white photo, and there was a strange and low voice, which seemed to be calling him...
There was an indescribable smell in the air, and the soil under his feet was very heavy. Chen Wenwei walked forward in a daze, as if he saw a building in front of him, was it an old dilapidated house? Why couldn’t he see clearly, there seemed to be a black line standing there...
Chen Wenwei walked step by step, as if his steps no longer belonged to him, they gradually became floating, and all the strength in his body dissipated like smoke.
The call was getting closer and closer, and Chen Wenwei saw that the figure was looking at him. It was the face of an old man, withered like tree bark, like cracked earth...
But he couldn't see the old man's eyes, it just seemed like an indescribable chaos.
"74..." The old man said a number slowly to him.
Suddenly, Chen Wenwei woke up suddenly, the muscles all over his body were twitching, and before he opened his eyes, there was darkness in front of him.
But he has already realized that it was just a dream, a dream...
It's just this dream, isn't it the strange desert island dream that Mai Lei talked about every night
This thought made Chen Wenwei's hair stand on end, and his mouth became even more parched, as uncomfortable as if he had been short of water for a few days.
How could this be... Chen Wenwei opened his eyes in surprise, and saw the alarm clock on the desk beside the bed showing: 3:02
He was suddenly at a loss, three o'clock in the middle of the night? Just fell asleep, why is it three o'clock in the middle of the night
He remembered again that Mai Lei said that every time he woke up from a nightmare, it was three o'clock...
Chen Weiwen frowned and looked around. There was only silence in the cramped room. In the darkness, everything that was familiar was cast in shadow.
He looked at the window with the curtains drawn less than two meters away. The window was closed and no wind could blow in.
But for some reason, Chen Wenwei seemed to see the curtains shaking slightly, and there seemed to be something outside the window...
His heart was already clenched, looking at the window that was almost close to him, he unconsciously held his breath, not daring to move.
Da da, da da.
The sound of knocking on the window suddenly sounded faintly. This is the twenty-fifth floor, and there is no balcony or other place to stand outside the window.
"..." Chen Wenwei's heart throbbed violently, his whole body was numb and sore, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake, and he was gradually unable to breathe.
This, what's going on here? How can I be like this... Is this still in another nightmare
Mai Lei said that he had that strange dream every night after the first time...
Would he... be the same