After a hurry to finish the class for the whole day, Lin Sheng refused Shen Yan's idea of ​​asking him to have snacks together in the afternoon.
It’s not because he doesn’t want to go there, he likes a lot of snacks on the school snack street. Unfortunately, he can only spend an average of three yuan a day now, so he has to save money.
Take the free bus back.
Lin Sheng sat by the window, looking at the old street that was quickly passing through outside the window on the right.
The folk flower and bird patterns that looked curved were carved on the edge of the store plaque and on the corners of the wall, making him unconsciously remember last night's nightmare.
‘Dou.....The next stop, Old Town Textile Factory.’ The standard Celine-language female voice brought Lin Sheng back to his senses from his thoughts.
He picked up his off-white schoolbag, stood up from his seat, and gave it to an old lady who had just gotten into the car. Then he grabbed the handrail on his head, slowly squeezed the crowd, and moved towards the door.
‘What are you trying to squeeze! You’re trying to die!’
‘Young people, be careful! Don’t affect everyone.’
‘My feet, you stepped on my feet! What are you doing!’
The people who were squeezed around made a lot of noises, like children's toys that were called out at the touch.
Lin Sheng was unmoved. He was 1.75 meters tall and neither thin nor fat. His muscles hidden under the school uniform were healthy and powerful. Except for his white skin, he had no shortcomings.
puff.
The car door opened automatically, Lin Sheng jumped down, took a deep breath, and looked back at the car.
Seven or eight people got on the bus, and the whole vehicle was like an expired can that was about to explode. It slowly closed the door and started to leave.
More than ten meters from the bus stop to the right is his community - Huilian Community.
The community gate is a round arched iron rack, and the row of square characters on the top of the "Huillian Community" are hung a little crookedly.
There are old men and aunts carrying baskets to sell vegetables on both sides of the gate. Some residents stopped in front of the vegetable stalls to bargain.
In the afternoon, the hot temperature had dropped to more than twenty degrees, not as hot as during the day.
Lin Sheng passed through the somewhat rusty red painted iron door and walked straight into the depths of the community along the slope.
Walk to the fifth building, turn right and enter the stairwell of Unit 11.
The walls of the corridor are covered with various small advertisements, such as unlocking, sewer repairs, moving companies, and everything is in a mess.
He walked on the stairs and suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were a little sticky. When he raised his foot, he saw that he had stepped on the ice cream that was sprinkled on the ground. The inside of the soles of the white sports shoes had been stained with a lot of milky white ice cream.
He frowned and scraped the edges and corners of the stairs, barely cleaning them up before continuing to go upstairs.
When I arrived at the third floor, I took out the key, skillfully opened the security door of the first house on the left, and walked in.
"Dad." Lin Sheng shouted at the door.
There was no one at home, and there was no sound.
He changed into slippers silently and closed the door with his backhand.
Follow the corridor and walk through the living room and into the bedroom.
Lin Sheng couldn't help but look at his desk. The chair in front of the table seemed to be still sitting on the back of the dream last night.
He was silent, walked over, gently pulled the chair away, and sat on it. He allowed the soft cloth pads and the hard backrest to surround him.
After a day of class, as soon as I sat down, a strong feeling of sleepiness surged up.
Lin Sheng stood up and didn't dare to sleep on the table. He still remembered the nightmare last night.
Every afternoon after he went home, he had the habit of taking a half hour nap. Although the nightmare last night scared him, it was just a dream.
With this idea.
He hesitated, but he walked to the bed, took off his coat and school uniform, turned over and pulled the quilt, and covered it on his stomach.
The sunset outside the window spilled into the bedroom like blood, fell on the desk, and on the floor tiles.
In a daze, Lin Sheng's consciousness gradually blurred.
I don't know how long I've been sleeping in a daze.
Suddenly, a slight crying sound in his ear woke him up from his sleep.
Woo...
The voice was like a woman sobbing, or it was like singing something.
Sad, desperate, sharp, accompanied by occasional rapid breathing.
Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
He lay on the bed again, unable to move.
Out of the corner of my eyes, there was still a white dress sitting in front of the desk.
Unlike last time, this time the girl in the white dress quickly loosened her shoulders and kept making thin terrifying and twitching sounds, just like a panic who was too scared.
Pick.
Pick.
Pick.
The footsteps came again.
Lin Sheng could feel that someone was approaching step by step from the corridor, passing through the living room, and approaching the bedroom.
The hazy footsteps became clearer and louder.
The woman at the desk cried even more quickly, and her shoulders twitched faster. She seemed to be able to get up and run away at any time.
The footsteps are getting closer and closer.
Click.
The door slowly opened.
Lin Sheng tightened his scalp, and for some reason, a strong fear surged in his heart.
Everything was quiet for a while.
puff!!
Suddenly the quilt was lifted up.
Lin Sheng felt his whole body numb, his eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils were tight.
The man had already reached the end of the bed at some point and lifted the thin quilt and rushed towards him.
ah!!!
Lin Sheng raised his head suddenly and stood up from the bed. His head was in a mess.
Hu... Hu... Hu... Hu...
He gasped quickly, his body covered in sweat, and his close-fitting T-shirt was all soaked.
"I...I..." He wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.
My brain was blank.
I just sat half-sitted on the bed, motionless for more than ten minutes.
He calmed his breathing as much as possible until his heartbeat completely slowed down and no longer thrust like a drumming, and then looked around.
The bedroom is empty, and the silver crescent moon outside the window is sprinkled with a delicate halo.
Lin Sheng reached out and wiped his forehead, his hands were covered in sweat.
"Damn it, I can even dream of that when I take a nap..." He slowly leaned his back against the head of the bed and took a deep breath.
"It's still the dream before... this time, it's closer..." A strong sense of panic was swelling in his heart.
But his usual calm habits kept suppressing his beating heart.
"I'm afraid that I can't solve any problem, I have to calm down..."
Since he was a child, he understood a truth that the more he was panicked, the more likely he was to make mistakes and the easier it was to waste time and energy.
Only by being calm can you find the solution to the difficulties as quickly as possible.
Lin Sheng took deep breaths, leaned against the head of the bed, calming his heartbeat again and again.
It took about five minutes before he completely empty his brain and restored his emotions to normal.
"This dream is approaching again and again. The footsteps before were just outside the door, but now I have entered the room and can even lift my quilt!" Lin Sheng felt that this was like some kind of foreshadowing.
He had a feeling that if the owner of the footsteps let the sound of the footsteps open his quilt and grab him first.
Something unimaginable may happen later.
He had such a premonition, an unknown premonition.
Chapter completed!