Chapter 75 Dream Complaint 1

I went to bed early tonight and had a dream, which was still very clear.

At first, I dreamed of myself, sleeping on the sofa I had at home when I was a child.

It's the kind of ear that you can pull on the armrest, pull it out hard, and then lift it up. The entire three-person seat and armrest can be flipped down, turning the sofa into a bed that is more than one meter wide and two meters long. The color is black and square.

That old-fashioned sofa.

The armrest was very high and very hard. When my head fell on it, it was very uncomfortable and I couldn't sleep while tossing and turning.

Then someone told me to go to bed and sleep. I changed into a doggy position, put my neck on the armrest, and said impatiently: "Don't disturb me, I'm just about to fall asleep."

In the dream, I felt that I had found a comfortable position and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly the scene changed and I was lying on the bed with a pillow on my face.

Through the thick pillow, I can see the white sun high in the sky shining directly on me.

I got upset and yelled, "What are you doing? The sun is so bright, why don't you close the curtains and how can you sleep?"

Unhappily, I threw off my pillow and got out of bed to draw the curtains, only to find that the window I faced was a huge glassless window three meters high and five to six meters wide, and there were no curtains.

What's even more strange is that the sun outside is blocked by gray-white mist. You can see it, but the light is very dim. It feels like a gray day at four or five o'clock in the morning, when the sun is about to dawn but not yet.

But what's weird is that only the area within ten meters outside the window is still gray-white, and everything outside the window is completely dark.

Then, in this gray world of more than ten meters, there were already more than a dozen figures on the internal road of the community under the window.

Talented people come back and talented people go out, men, women, old and young.

The old man said that he was going to the market to buy vegetables, the man shouted that he wanted to drink, the woman said that he had to rush to work, and there were seven or eight children of different sizes laughing and joking about having breakfast and going to school so as not to be late.

Anyway, the sound is noisy, and everyone is gray and white. I can distinguish the elderly, women, men and children, but I can't see their faces or what they are wearing.

My window was only three or four meters away from them, and I thought to myself, "What are you doing? Are there so many people up so early?"

Thinking that these people would leave soon, I lay down on the bed again and went to sleep. At this time, I didn't dream of closing the curtains.

Then I fell asleep, and there were more and more people under the window, and they were getting more and more noisy, laughing, joking, quarreling, scolding, parents being short-tempered, and making a messy buzz.

I tossed and turned, but didn't get up and scold them, so I just endured it.

Then it became more and more noisy, and the children actually played hopscotch, playing so loudly, and then what they said could no longer be heard clearly. Finally, there was a sudden buzz, and all the sounds converged into: "Come on, come down and play!"

"

I knew that it was shouted at me. I didn't feel any fear in my dream at that time. Instead, I was filled with rage. I stood up directly, took out a microflush from under the pillow, and walked towards the window, unloading the magazine and checking the bullets.

The bullet is very strange. It is red, fat and cute.

I automatically thought it was: "Fire Bomb"

Then he skillfully inserted the magazine back, loaded the gun, pointed the gun at the gray-white figure under the window, pulled the trigger and fired, and yelled: "I will let you disturb my sleep!"

Click, click, click, the bullets were all fired up, and all the gray-white figures below were ignited, glowing with red fire.

Feeling the silence, I nodded with satisfaction, threw the gun away, returned to bed, and muttered: "Now I can finally sleep."

But the scene changed again and turned into the living room of my childhood home. It was dark and I could vaguely see the outline. My mind just thought this was the living room of my childhood home.

And I was shooting with a micro-charge, and I didn’t know who the enemy was, so I just fired a few magazines.

Then the living room became bright as if the lights were turned on, and I found that it was empty without any furniture, but there were blood stains everywhere. Then there was an injured British shorthair cat in the corner, looking at me aggrievedly.

I thought this cat was so cute, so I immediately went to bandage it. It was very obedient and allowed me to bandage it.

I don’t know where I got the gauze, but I wrapped it up, then took it back to the pillow and hugged it to sleep.

I thought I was just going to sleep, but the scene changed again.

I used an iron frame to set up a huge water pot with a blackened exterior at the door of my old house, and used finger-thick green sugar cane as a fire to boil water.

But the flames were so thin that I didn't care. I just squatted and watched the fire, adding a few small green sugar cane sticks from time to time.

The side is gray and white, nothing can be seen, and on the opposite side is an alley with no end in sight.

I just squatted in front of the water pot, lighting the fire and waiting quietly.

Then, on the other side of the white mist wall, a woman suddenly appeared, carrying a huge black dog on her back. The black dog was still alive, with its head hanging down, and when it saw me, it smiled lazily.

Even though he is smiling like a lazy thief, I don’t know why I feel that way when I see the black dog’s smile.

I didn't get up and continued to light the fire. The woman threw the huge black dog towards me, put her hands on her hips and said: "This dog is not like a dog! It is not a guard dog. It is lazy and overly sensitive. It will start crying at a glance. I

No more!"

I looked towards the big black dog. The big black dog huddled up under my threshold, choking and twitching, looking pitiful.

I said expressionlessly: "Since it's useless, let's kill the dog and eat it later. I'm boiling water."

The big black dog immediately jumped up, howled and ran down the alley, and suddenly disappeared.

Then, I woke up inexplicably and couldn't fall back to sleep.

I stood up and looked outside, the sky was gray and it was just before dawn.

Because this dream is very clear and has no beginning or end, I just wrote it down for everyone to see.

Written at 4 a.m. on May 10, 2022.
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