When he was six years old, his grandmother passed away.
Chen Qingyan has always missed her grandma very much.
But...he didn't want to dream about grandma in this situation.
...
The clean but dilapidated old house in his memory appeared perfectly in his dream. Chen Qingyan could even see spiders hiding in the cracks in the wood.
Grandma is lying peacefully on the bed.
Someone is lingering outside the door.
He was mumbling something vaguely.
Chen Qingyan looked at his body, which was almost the same as in reality, feeling a little strange in his heart.
In my previous dreams, I always appeared in the body of a six-year-old child.
There seems to be something unusual today.
But when I think about it being a dream, I don’t think it’s anything special anymore.
Kaka!
The door handle was suddenly turned.
Chen Qingyan suddenly turned his head and looked.
Through the frosted glass, you can vaguely see a black figure stuck to the glass.
'Is she opening the door?'
The thought flashed through Chen Qingyan's mind. The 'people' outside would open the door. This was also an anomaly that was different from previous dreams.
'Why does she want to come in?'
He watched nervously.
Kaka!
The door handle was twisted again, and Chen Qingyan's heart was pounding.
Kaka!
Kakakakakaka...
The sound of opening the door gradually became more and more impatient.
KAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!
The people outside the door turned the handle frantically.
She seemed eager to get inside.
Chen Qingyan's cheeks were sweating and his breathing was rapid.
The fear in my heart increased.
Suddenly, the sound disappeared, and the figure on the glass slowly left.
Chen Qingyan let out the breath he was holding in his chest, and his nervousness slowly calmed down.
Turning his head, his pupils suddenly contracted violently.
Grandma didn't know when she sat up. Her mouth was wide open, like a hollow, with no teeth or tongue visible.
She opened her mouth and closed her eyes, 'staring' at Chen Qingyan.
Chen Qingyan was so frightened that his mind went blank.
He fell backwards with a 'plop'.
...
"ah--"
Chen Qingyan shuddered and woke up from the nightmare.
He opened the quilt and a large amount of sweat flowed from his neck into his pajamas.
"It's this dream again."
Chen Qingyan scratched his thick hair in distress.
Since his grandma passed away, he has had the same dream almost every month.
But this time it was particularly scary.
In the past, although the people outside the door kept saying incomprehensible words, they could not turn the handle. Grandma would just lie down peacefully and not sit up...
Tonight's dream broke the rules.
The dream started to get weird.
Chen Qingyan glanced at the alarm clock, it was four thirty-six in the morning.
But he couldn't sleep anymore.
Chen Qingyan got up and went into the bathroom and took a shower.
After taking a shower, I went back to bed and played with my phone until six o'clock, then cooked a bowl of egg noodles.
After breakfast, the time came to half past six.
There is still an hour left before classes start at Chiling High School.
He picked up his backpack and opened the door.
The next door neighbor coincidentally opened the door at the same time.
"Good morning! Xiaoyuan." Chen Qingyan greeted.
"Good morning." Xiao Yuan hurried past him with his head lowered.
Chen Qingyan frowned and followed behind.
"Have you had breakfast?" he said from behind.
Xiaoyuan did not answer.
"Hey, Xiang Xiaoyuan, I'm talking to you." Chen Qingyan shouted in a louder voice.
"Eat, I've eaten." Xiaoyuan replied softly.
Chen Qingyan walked up to her, looked at the things she was carrying, and asked curiously: "I see you holding it every day, what exactly is it you are holding?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan subconsciously hugged the items he was carrying tightly.
Chen Qingyan curled his lips, "I won't rob you."
"I, I know." Xiaoyuan whispered.
Chen Qingyan smiled, and suddenly heard a slight grunting sound, and immediately bared his teeth and said with a smile:
"Hahaha, you lied to me. Hehehehe, I didn't eat it either. Let's go eat meatballs. I'll treat you."
Xiaoyuan shook her head repeatedly, "No, no need."
Chen Qingyan couldn't help but grabbed her arm and dragged her to a breakfast shop.
"Boss, two portions of fried meatballs, one with spicy food and one without. Oh, I also want four sausages, one soup, and two bowls."
"good."
Xiaoyuan lowered his head and sat on the chair and whispered: "Don't order so many."
"Is that much? You don't know that I have always had a big appetite." Chen Qingyan didn't care.
Customers entering the breakfast shop were passing in and out one after another.
Xiaoyuan lowered his head and seemed to be shrinking into the bench.
After sitting blankly for a while, she was a little surprised that the person opposite was too quiet. She slowly raised her head and found that Chen Qingyan was pulling his hair, as if he was worried about something.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoyuan summoned up the courage to ask proactively.
Chen Qingyan patted his head and wrinkled his features, "...I'm fine."
Xiaoyuan lowered his head again.
"For your thick soup, these are grilled sausages. Carefully blanch them. The meatballs will be ready in a moment." The landlady brought over the food she ordered.
"Oh." Chen Qingyan took out the disposable fork and found Xiang Xiaoyuan sitting blankly, so he put the fork in his hand in front of her.
"Eat. Today the physical education teacher has occupied the foreign language teacher's class. We have to have two physical education classes in a row. It's very tiring."
"Um."
Xiaoyuan picked up the fork, took a piece of grilled sausage and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chen Qingyan's eyes twitched twice, he also picked up a piece of grilled sausage, took a big bite, and only bit off half of it.
"Two of your pan-fried meatballs."
The boss quickly delivered the meatballs.
"Thank you." Chen Qingyan pushed one of them in front of Xiang Xiaoyuan.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Xiaoyuan suddenly said.
Chen Qingyan looked at her, "How do you know?"
Xiaoyuan picked up the thick soup in the bowl and drank it, secretly warning herself.
"It's very hot." Chen Qingyan said quickly.
Xiaoyuan quickly finished the soup in the bowl, then silently picked up the second sausage and ate it.
Chen Qingyan looked at the empty bowl speechlessly. Seeing that Xiaoyuan had no intention of speaking, he ate the meatballs.
He was having a nightmare.
but......
He wasn't suffering from nightmares just now.
Maybe it has something to do with it.
I don't know why, after waking up from nightmares, some memories that are not his own always appear in his mind.
These memories are like streams, flowing gently.
It's like a dusty photo album being opened bit by bit.
The strange thing is that he actually developed a sense of identity from these strange memories.
as if......
That is your own memory.
'Could it be that... I was frightened?'
Chen Qingyan felt guilty and secretly thought.
'No, I'm not a coward.'
Xiaoyuan secretly observed the boy opposite, and saw that he was sometimes troubled, sometimes proud, sometimes frustrated, with colorful expressions, and he was also suffering in his heart.
Suddenly, she seemed to have made a decision and put down her fork.
"My cousin is dead."
Chen Qingyan suddenly spoke.
Xiang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, "Wha, what?"
"He died miserably, his lower body and internal organs were missing."
Chen Qingyan's cousin is an employee of a large company in Shenhai City. He has a stable job and bought a house in Shenhai City. He just got married last year and gave birth to a very cute daughter this year.
However, the day before yesterday, he suddenly received news that this enviable cousin was found dead in his home.
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