He said that he had been in good health these past few days. For some reason, he always felt soreness in his back, dizziness, and sometimes inexplicable coldness. Because it was still a holiday at that time, he didn't do anything very tiring, but
After getting up every day, my body feels like it has been hollowed out, and I have no energy at all.
He went to the hospital for a check-up and the doctor couldn't get any results. He bought some medicine and took it back, but it didn't work. But one night he got up to urinate. Halfway through urinating in the toilet, the toilet door suddenly slammed shut.
When I got up, the lights flickered on and off for unknown reasons, and cold wind blew from the window, which seemed a bit strange in the silent night.
His wife went on a business trip, leaving him alone at home. Influenced by Japanese horror movies, he felt a little scared in such a scene, so he hurriedly peed and put on his pants and wanted to go back to bed quickly, but at this time the toilet opened
But the door couldn't be opened.
Just when he was anxious, there was a burst of laughter behind him. He did not look back directly because he was worried about seeing something that scared him. Just when he was wondering why the door was broken at this moment, he didn't know what kind of liquid was sticky.
Sticky drops fell on his forehead. He wiped it with his hand and saw that it was blood!
He looked up at the ceiling and was immediately frightened to the point where he sat on the ground. There was a bloody baby hanging from the ceiling. It was floating back and forth on the rope with the wind. It was staring down at him and grinning. From it
There was blood dripping from the body. Suddenly the baby fell and was about to fall on him...
"Ah!" He got up from the bed and looked around. It turned out that he had just had a nightmare and his clothes were soaked. The dream just now was too real. He was still in shock at this time, so he lit a cigarette to calm down.
After smoking, he wanted to urinate. Thinking that the dream just now was just a dream no matter how real it was, he got out of bed and went to the toilet. After urinating, everything was fine, so he went to bed and fell asleep.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, there was a creaking sound from under the bed. Just when he was awakened by the sound again, the sound stopped again. He didn't pay much attention to it, closed his eyes and continued to sleep, but again
He was woken up by a squeaking sound, but when he woke up the sound disappeared again. He thought a rat had entered the house and was grinding something in the middle of the night, so he cursed, "Damn rats, let me kill you with a handful of rat poison."
"He fell asleep again.
As a result, just when he was about to fall asleep again, the sound rang again. He was woken up by this sound several times. This time he got angry. He picked up the flashlight from the bedside and plopped it down under the bed. This picture was shocking.
He was frightened out of his wits. A baby covered in blood was grabbing his bed board with his hands under the bed.
Seeing that he had discovered the baby, he laughed, turned over and crawled out from under the bed step by step. He wanted to get up from the bed and run out. His body seemed to be out of control. No matter how much he wanted to move, he couldn't move.
Being unable to move was even more uncomfortable than being pressed against the bed by a ghost. The baby had crawled out from under the bed, jumped up from the ground, and stretched out its bloody hands to grab his face.
"Ah!" With a scream, he woke up again. It was daytime now, and the one just now was just a dream. It turned out that he had been in the bathroom last night and fainted for some reason.
He looked up at the ceiling. It was empty. What kind of baby was hanging there?
I searched around in the toilet again, but couldn't find anything. The dream last night was so real that I feel scared when I think about it now.
Opening the bathroom door, he found that the door that could not be opened last night could now be opened and closed normally. He felt a headache now. He rubbed it and said to himself, "It must be because I am too tired these days."
Yeah, I'm hallucinating."
When he returned to the room, he sat on the bed and rubbed his butt. He sat on the hard floor of the bathroom and slept all night, so his butt was a little red and swollen.
Thinking of last night's dream within a dream, it was too real. He was scared and curious at the same time. He wanted to see if there was really something under the bed. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and took a photo under the bed.
The bed board was normal, nothing unusual, and there was nothing under the bed.
He didn't know whether to feel lucky or disappointed. As a teacher, he has always believed in his atheist position and did not believe in ghosts and gods. Everything must be explained from a scientific perspective. He believed that dreams come from life.
The pressure of people oppresses people, and people cannot get real relief under this kind of pressure for a long time, so they release the pressure through dreams. But the nightmare last night was so real that it is still fresh in my memory.
Ordinary nightmares are very different.
He searched a lot of information about people's dreams on the Internet, and finally came to the conclusion that he was very unwell these days, plus he had to work hard for a long time, and he was often pressured by his boss, and his emotions were suppressed.
I couldn't find a place to vent, so I created such a real nightmare last night.
Although it is a holiday, because students are about to start school, he has to go to school to do a lot of work these days. He originally wanted to ask the principal for a few days of leave to recuperate, but he thought that every time he asked for leave, he would be deducted and paid back.
With his pitiful salary, he still gritted his teeth and continued.
Just two nights before school started, he was very tired when he returned home from processing documents at school. After having some late-night snacks, he lay on the bed, looked at the photo of himself and his wife on the bedside, and thought about what he could do for himself.
The happiness of a family is worth it no matter how hard and tiring it is.
Before he knew it, he fell asleep, and this time he had another dream.
In the dream, he was lying on the bed, and he vaguely seemed to hear someone calling his name, "Liu Qiang. Liu Qiang." The voice seemed hollow, as if it was coming from a far away place.
This voice gave him a familiar feeling. He squinted his hazy eyes and found a figure standing at the head of his bed. He felt that this figure looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.
"Liu Qiang, Liu Qiang." The figure beside the bed called his name, "Ah." Now he was not conscious at all, so he just answered subconsciously.
"Liu Qiang, Liu Qiang, get up, get up!" The voice sounded a little anxious.
He didn't pay attention to the voice and continued to sleep.
"Get up quickly, get out of here, get out of here quickly..."
He was a little impatient. He was so tired from working overtime that he couldn't sleep well at night. When he got angry, he grabbed a pillow and threw it at the figure, but the voice still kept calling him.
"Okay, why are you leaving?" He complained.
The figure said, "It's dangerous here, leave quickly, leave quickly! Someone wants to harm you!"
"No one wants to harm me, and I have no money." He replied in a daze.
But the figure kept calling him, "If someone wants to harm you, leave quickly. If someone wants to harm you, leave quickly."
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something. This familiar voice and familiar figure. Isn't this his old mother who has been dead for many years? How could it be?! When he woke up, he saw a green-faced fang covered in blood.
The baby pounced on the figure. The figure also started fighting with the baby.
He rubbed his eyes and finally saw clearly that the figure was indeed his deceased mother. He was very confused, wasn't his mother gone? How could he appear here and fight with a baby?
The baby had a pair of fangs and a pair of sharp claws. His mother was bitten on the right shoulder and scratched on the neck, making her scream in pain. But the strange baby looked at him and smiled. Then, he
The mother hugged the baby and jumped out of the window. Only then did he recover from the shock.
"Mom!" He sat up from the bed again, panting heavily. His body was sticky and covered with sweat. "Why do you always have such nightmares?"
Now he was very thirsty. He wanted to get out of bed and drink some water, but he found a pillow on the floor. He was confused. He had just lost his pillow in his dream. Could it be that he was sleepwalking?
After that night, his backache, dizziness, and backache became more severe, but he still continued to work until school started now.
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I sat on an empty chair in the office and listened carefully to Lao Ban talking about the nightmares he had had in the past few days.
He said, "Zhang Hui, what on earth happened to me to have such a strange dream?"
"Dreams are inherently weird. If they are not weird, they are not called dreams." I said with a smile.
"But the dreams I had in those days felt too real, otherwise I wouldn't be so worried."
"What's there to worry about? The dream is over after it's over. Could it really happen again?" Although he said this, I actually understood that the dreams he had were not simple, and they were all about a baby.
Related. This makes me a little worried. If it is really that, it will be over...
"Zhang Hui, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"Ah?" I was a little stunned. Why did Lao Ban, who always taught us to believe in science, suddenly ask such a question.
I said, "If you believe in ghosts, they exist. If you don't believe in them, they don't exist. Teacher, haven't you always believed in atheism? Why..."
"After the thrilling nightmares of the past few days, I was thinking that there are indeed many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. What if ghosts really exist," he said with a smile.
"Teacher, could you let me visit your home when I have time? Maybe I can help you solve your nightmare."
Now the only way to understand clearly what the evil spirit is that is haunting it is by visiting his house.
He smiled and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that besides studying Chinese medicine, you could also interpret dreams."
I didn't answer, I just smiled. I told him that I had something to do and left first. When I left, he also said thank you for the medicine. It was very effective after taking it. I didn't expect that my old classmate who used to frown at me would still treat me badly.