"I had to walk on the same path as the martyrs and the clowns."
Yu Zhesen sat at the dining table in his restaurant, holding his chin and waiting for the microwave to start - he was a little hungry, but fortunately he still had some bread and milk in the refrigerator.
While waiting, he kept thinking about the secret phrase that Nightmare had taught him, and unknowingly muttered it.
It happened that Yu Qingxue walked out of the study and heard his words.
"Do you read poetry?"
"What?" Yu Zhesen was stunned for a moment.
"The sentence you just read is a poem from the old era, "Dreams Are Horses" by Haizi."
"Take dreams as horses?"
Yu Zhesen said to himself that the literal meaning of the title of this poem is quite consistent with the nightmare.
Yu Qingxue frowned: "Don't you know? Then where did you hear this poem?"
"Uh... I got it from my colleague. I went to his house for dinner today." He opened his backpack in a serious manner, revealing the handbag containing comic books and said, "I also asked him to borrow a set of comics to read back." As expected, Yu Qingxue didn't care what comics he borrowed, and didn't even look into the bag. She shrugged and said, "You are so free."
"How was your meeting?" Yu Zhesen remembered that she was going to have a report and summary meeting today, and the content was mainly related to his review.
"It's not that good." Yu Qingxue shook his head slightly, "It's certain that you can use Steel Burner. If you can't get around it, the superiors want me to continue investigating."
Yu Zhesen blinked innocently: "How come it's a done deal?"
Yu Qingxue said expressionlessly: "There is a video of the fight between you and Fu Zhaohai, don't you know? Although Fu Zhaohai used Peace Messenger to control most of the people present, the recording instruments of the National Defense Force and the Security Bureau were normal.
It’s working.”
He really didn't expect this, but given the situation at the time, even if he knew that his ability would be exposed, he had to go...
"Then what are you going to do? Are you going to use mind reading on me?"
"In two days, an instrument will be sent to you to conduct a physical examination on you." Yu Qingxue said, "The examination report will be sent directly back to the superiors. I can't do anything about it. You are lucky."
"Physical examination? Do you want to take off your clothes?"
"Whatever you want." Yu Qingxue didn't seem to like him making such a joke.
The microwave oven made a "ding" sound, and Yu Zhesen took out the hot milk and bread.
After Qingxue returned to the room, he searched the poem and poet she mentioned on his mobile phone, and his mood suddenly became heavy.
The poet committed suicide by lying on the train at the age of 25, ending his young life.
He read the poem carefully on his mobile phone, thinking about the images represented by each word in his mind.
Who is the martyr? Who is the clown? What is the fire that everyone wants to put out?
At the moment when his thoughts were far away, Yu Zhesen accidentally choked on the milk and coughed for a while.
After he recovered, he laughed at himself - it seemed that poetry interpretation topics were not something he was good at when he was a student.
He no longer thinks about the meaning of this poem. It is not important. What is important is that this poem will become a link between him and Nightmare in a while, and they will meet again in dreams.
What should he ask then? Yu Zhesen chewed slowly while sorting out his thoughts.
He has many questions to ask, but the nightmare may not answer him honestly, and even this meeting in the dream may be a trap.
You must be cautious, Yu Zhesen warned himself, and at the same time, don't have too many expectations for the nightmare.
Before falling asleep, he repeatedly recited the phrase "I have to walk on the same road as martyrs and clowns" in his mind.
After turning off the lights, fatigue gradually came over him. He felt that his energy was no longer concentrated, his thoughts began to hibernate, and sleep came as promised.
"Crash..."
The sound of rain is like a waterfall.
Is there a storm ushering in Qidao City in reality? Or is it a dream?
A little light appeared in front of his eyes and gradually expanded, completely dispelling the darkness of his first sleep. A few seconds later, a city in the rain appeared in front of his eyes.
Yu Zhesen found himself standing on the platform of the intercity light rail. The suspended train was running on an elevated platform dozens of meters high. There were flying vehicles on both sides waiting for the air traffic signals.
"Xingzhou City..." He murmured subconsciously, "I'm back."
A sweet electronic AI female voice came from the platform announcement: "Intercity Light Rail Line 2 Dream No. L1041 train is about to arrive at this station. Passengers who want to get on the train, please be prepared."
Yu Zhesen reached into his pocket and touched a metal card—a one-time ticket for the Xingzhou City Intercity Light Rail.
Dream train L1041, car 5, row 7, D seat.
It's the aisle seat in the two-seat row.
The train has five seats in a row, with ABC seats connected on the left and DE seats connected on the right, with aisles in between. Yu Zhesen was deeply impressed by the light rail in his hometown.
Soon, a light rail train with a snow-white background and blue edges entered the station, and the fifth car stopped in front of him.
Yu Zhesen quickly ran towards the open car door, covering his head with his hands to block the rain.
The carriage was very empty, and he quickly found his seat.
"The train is about to leave. Passengers who have not yet boarded the train please hurry up."
Yu Zhesen adjusted the backrest of the seat, turned his head and saw himself reflected in the car window - wearing a black windbreaker uniform of the Security Bureau, a white shirt and tie, and his hair was neatly combed and seemed to have been carefully gelled.<
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"He looks like a dog." He complained about how he looked in the dream, and at the same time he also understood that this might be what he subconsciously expected.
Is my inner ideal to become an elite member of the Security Bureau of Starzhou City? He stared at the glass window in a daze for a while.
This is something he would never admit when he was sober.
"Excuse me, sir, I am from the E seat among you."
A small white hand holding a metal card ticket stretched out in front of Yu Zhesen. The person talking to him was a girl in her early twenties, wearing a pink sweatshirt that was popular in spring.
Yu Zhesen stood up and made way for her. The girl said thank you and sat down in Seat E by the window.
Is it the incarnation of nightmare? Yu Zhesen quietly observed the girl while making way for her.
He believed that this light rail was arranged by Yu, so he got on the train even though he didn't know which station he was going to.
Logically speaking, Nightmare should have come to find him after getting in the car, otherwise what is the meaning of this dream?
"The next stop is Gwangsemun Station. It is expected to arrive in 8 minutes." The AI female voice announced again on the radio.
The light rail train started and quickly shuttled through the steel jungle of high-rise buildings in the city. Heavy rain hit the windows, blurring Yu Zhesen's sight outside.
The girl sitting next to her was also looking out the window. She wore shining silver star earrings on her earlobes, and her hair hung softly from her shoulders.
"It's so beautiful..." the girl praised.
She slowly turned around and faced Yu Zhesen: "I heard that the weather in Xingzhou City throughout the year is completely controlled by the city management center using technological meteorological instruments. Rain, rain, wind and snow are all planned. I originally thought that a city designed in this way would be very beautiful.
Boring."
Under Yu Zhesen's surprised gaze, she chuckled and said, "The rain in your memory has a special kind of beauty."
"You...you are..."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Yu Zhesen." The girl stretched out her hand to him, "I am the nightmare you have been looking for."
