What Zhao Shi just said stuck to Lu Sheng's ears like mucus and could not be dispersed for a long time.
"My dream? Is this still my fucking dream?"
More and more emergencies are out of control. Can't a person even control his own dreams? Lu Sheng doesn't know what he is experiencing in reality.
"If I just fainted, it might be like falling asleep. I might have dreams and strange consciousness. But I'm most likely in the hospital."
Lu Sheng was thinking about it, but he didn't know when or how, he was already lying on the sofa at home again.
Still dim lights, familiar smell.
Maybe this is the characteristic of dreams. Lu Sheng is trying hard to adapt to this fragmented position switching.
How can anyone who is in a dream know how he entered the dream scene? How can he know whether the people around him are reasonable?
Just like at this moment, Lu Sheng suddenly appeared on the sofa at home, and Xiaoqing, who was already separated from himself by yin and yang, was actually in the same space.
Now Xiaoqing was not far from Lu Sheng. She slowly walked to the sofa and sat down next to Lu Sheng.
"Lu Sheng, who was that person just now?" Xiaoqing finally couldn't help but ask about the strange situations that just occurred.
Yes, it turned out to be a burning man. What a strange burning man. How could anyone not have doubts in their mind when they saw such a burning monster?
After listening to Xiaoqing's words, Lu Sheng stood up and took her into his arms, "He is a bad person."
Xiaoqing, who was lying in Lu Sheng's arms, began to tremble involuntarily when she thought of the person burning in the fire, "The fire is so strong, how could he be okay?"
Lu Sheng didn't know how to tell her. Should he tell Xiaoqing that this person was her murderer? Should he tell her that this person was the suspect who was brutally killed by him in reality?
Lu Sheng felt very painful. On the one hand, it was the unforgivable crime that Zhao Shi had committed. On the other hand, it was also the unforgivable crime that he had committed in reality.
In the end, he could only avoid Xiaoqing's question with a guilty conscience, "Xiaoqing, believe me, you'd better not ask about him."
Xiaoqing didn't say anything more. She could feel Lu Sheng's abnormal mood, and she also knew that such a bizarre thing happened. There couldn't be a reason. But Lu Sheng didn't say anything. It was just Lu Sheng who always said everything.
, this time I did not choose to open up my heart and talk to myself.
Of course, Xiaoqing is dead, and all of Xiaoqing's psychological motivations are just the psychological activities that Lu Sheng thinks Xiaoqing should have at this moment.
The couple just cuddled up to each other until dawn. Then it was dark again! Day after day, they were like a snake surrounding itself in a circle, with its tail in its mouth, crawling continuously.
, starts over and over again, making it difficult for people to distinguish where it begins and where it ends.
At night outside the window, the bright moon is in the sky, bright and round.
The moons on the 14th, 15th and 16th days of the lunar calendar, to the naked eye, are not much different. They all seem to be full moons.
Lu Sheng glanced out the window. He decided to put aside those unpleasant things for the time being and cherish the moment he was with Xiaoqing. "I can go out on a date tonight and have a good Mid-Autumn Festival."
Xiaoqing turned around, looked at Lu Sheng with a smile, and showed a bit of complaint in her eyes, "You have spent this time in a mess. Look at the date, is today the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Lu Sheng didn't quite understand what Xiaoqing meant, "But that full moon in the sky, didn't you say yesterday..."
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today is August 14th!" Xiaoqing listened to Lu Sheng's strange words and then asked, "What did I say?"
There are more and more unexpected unknown situations, and Lu Sheng doesn't know why the same day appears again in his mind. He casually said, "It's nothing, maybe it was the dream I just had!"
"You seem a little weird today?"
Lu Sheng laughed quickly. He didn't want to talk about this anymore and changed the subject, "Quickly find a beautiful dress and let's go out to eat at night."
Xiaoqing looked at Lu Sheng in confusion, but she still obeyed and went to change into beautiful clothes. Xiaoqing thought that she should wear those clothes as soon as her body has not been deformed too much due to pregnancy, otherwise she will not know what will happen next.
Can I still wear it?
Although it is evening, although it is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and although we are in the north, it is still very hot outside.
"The weather is really abnormal, it's a bit weird how hot it is. At this time of year, the air is already crisp and the temperature is suitable, but now it's still so hot."
As Xiaoqing spoke, she wiped the sweat from Lu Sheng's face with her hands.
"It's like standing next to a fire and being roasted."
Xiaoqing's casual words made Lu Sheng's heart tremble. He had experienced this feeling of standing by the fire and being roasted.
After walking for a while, Lu Sheng raised his head again and looked ahead. Not far ahead was the traffic light intersection of Heping Street and Handan Road.
Seeing this traffic light, Lu Sheng thought of what seemed to have just happened, the sudden car accident, the car body covered in fire, and Zhao Shi in the fire.
This traffic light seemed to have a mysterious magic power, calling Lu Sheng silently, "Why should I say go out? Isn't it better to stay at home?"
At this time, Xiaoqing grabbed Lu Sheng because the red light ahead was brightly lit.
It was Xiaoqing who pulled him in front of the traffic light again, just like last time. Did Xiaoqing want to tell me that I was about to be in danger? Did Xiaoqing pull him in front of the red line? Xiaoqing wanted me not to cross it.
Is that a line to follow?
Just as I was thinking about this, another familiar scene happened in front of me.
A speeding car rushed over from the direction of Handan Road. It crossed the stop line and hit the pedestrians on the zebra crossing. Then it lost control of the car and rolled over to the center of the road.
"Damn, he's here again!" Lu Sheng looked at this and thought angrily.
In one's own artistic conception, the world built by consciousness is becoming out of control.
What Lu Sheng didn't know was that from this moment on, in his consciousness from now on, there would be a car accident every night on Heping Street, followed by endless fires.
The endless car accidents on Heping Street will happen over and over again in Lu Sheng's conscious world.