Luo Yan looked at the boy in the mirror and listened to the cicadas starting to chirp outside the window, as if the previous experience was all a dream.
After waking up from the dream, he went back to the summer in junior high school.
Back to the best time of his life.
Luo Yan still refused to believe it.
He quickly took off his shirt and spun around.
In the mirror, except for being a little thinner, he didn't have any scars on his body, not a single one.
Luo Yan frowned.
He reached out and touched the back of his neck. He remembered that there should be a burn scar here. He was burned by a classmate when he was in junior high school.
But now, there is nothing behind the neck.
"Could it be that I had a very, very long dream?"
Luo Yan was in a daze.
Then something came to mind.
He rushed to the living room and immediately leaned against the window.
Look out the window.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, there was a small town that he was very familiar with. Those tall and short buildings, sparrows falling on the wires, sanitation workers cleaning the streets on the streets, students riding bicycles in groups... ...
A world full of life.
There are no behemoths.
There is no disaster.
Everything is so beautiful.
"What are you doing, taking off your clothes and running around?"
A familiar voice sounded behind him. Luo Yan turned around and saw his mother Zhou Lijuan walking out of the bedroom, carrying a quilt and saying.
"Hurry up and wash up and eat. After that, go to the supermarket for me to buy something."
"mom..."
Luo Yan called out and found that his voice was childish.
He walked to Zhou Lijuan and suddenly hugged this ordinary and simple woman tightly.
Zhou Lijuan said, "What is this kid doing so early in the morning?"
Luo Yan calmed down, took two steps back and said, "I had a dream last night."
"What are you dreaming about?" Zhou Lijuan said, holding the quilt and walking to the balcony.
Luo Yan said as he went to wash his face.
"I dreamed of the end of the world."
"Bah bah."
Zhou Lijuan smiled and said: "Just do something unlucky."
Luo Yan continued.
"I dreamed that a hole opened in the sky, and a huge monster fell from it."
"Bigger than the TV station building."
Zhou Lijuan stuffed the quilt into the washing machine on the balcony and said to the bathroom window: "I told you not to watch so many movies. Watching too many of you is called thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night."
Luo Yan smiled, washed his face, came to the living room, and sat on a small square table.
Topped with soy milk, steamed buns and fried dough sticks.
He picked up a fried dough stick, tore it into pieces and threw it into the soy milk.
He took another sip of the fragrant soy milk, picked up a bun and took a bite.
"I also dreamed that our place was destroyed by giant beasts, and we were both lost. I have been looking for you for a long time, but there is no clue."
"Then I dreamed that I grew up, went to an underground city to practice, and even drove a big robot."
Zhou Lijuan walked back from the balcony and wiped her hands on the towel next to her: "What? Practicing and driving a robot?"
"What a mess."
Luo Yan gurgled, drank up the soy milk, and ate the soaked fried dough sticks.
"Anyway, this is a long, long dream."
"Wake up now."
"very nice."
"Just a dream."
Zhou Lijuan came over and rubbed his head, then took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table.
"It's time to finish your breakfast and go buy something for me."
"If you have any leftovers, just watch and buy something you like to eat."
"Okay, thank you, Mom."
Luo Yan wiped his mouth with a tissue, picked up the money and went to put on his shoes.
At this time, the mother shouted from behind: "Xiao Yan, don't talk to strangers on the road."
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned around: "Mom, what did you say?"
Zhou Lijuan had already walked into his room and tidied up the room.
Luo Yan shrugged his shoulders, put on his shoes, and left the house.
As soon as I came out, I heard a voice saying: "Xiao Yan, you are going out."
Luo Yan raised his head and saw that it was Uncle Tiejun from his next door neighbor.
Tie Jun, who has oily black hair and strong hands and is wearing a security uniform, is locking the door.
"Good morning, Uncle Tie."
Luo Yan said hello, and then looked at the middle-aged man blankly.
Tie Jun turned around and said, "Why are you staring at me like this? I don't know your uncle?"
Luo Yan shook his head: "No, it's just that I had a dream last night."
"I dreamed that, Uncle Tie, you were missing an arm and your hair was white. By the way, you also had a granddaughter."
Tie Jun laughed loudly: "This kid, how can I be disabled in your dream?"
"But it's not bad to have a granddaughter."
"Uncle is gone and has to go to work."
"I envy you. You have summer vacation, unlike uncle."
"Xiao Yan, study hard so that your mother doesn't have to work so hard in the future."
Luo Yan nodded vigorously.
When Tie Jun walked downstairs, he said without looking back: "Xiao Yan, don't talk to strangers on the road."
"What?"
Luo Yan was about to ask more questions when someone from the corridor shouted: "Luo Yan, come to my house quickly."
"I've brought the game card I bought. Let's try our best."
Luo Yan looked up, and a round figure appeared on the stairs, leaning out half of his body to yell at him.
Chen Jun, a classmate of Luo Yanfa’s childhood.
A very fat boy.
But he shouldn't be here now.
Luo Yan suddenly had this idea.
Then he was stunned for a moment.
I can't figure out why I feel that Chen Jun shouldn't be here.
"Why are you so dazed? Come on up. There is no one at home today. Let's have enough fun."
The fat man's voice brought Luo Yan back to his senses.
Luo Yan said: "Wait a minute, I have to go shopping. My family is making dumplings for lunch, so you can come too."
"Okay, let's play games in the afternoon after dinner."
"Then I'll brush my teeth and wash my face first." Chen Jun grinned.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Luo Yan saw that his gums were bleeding.
"This guy must be angry."
He shook his head and walked down the stairs.
At this time, Chen Jun's voice came from the stairs.
"Luo Yan, don't talk to strangers on the road."
But this time Luo Yan didn't hear it.
At the bus stop not far from home, Luo Yan took the No. 13 bus to the supermarket.
Looking out of the car window was a city he was familiar with.
Just as the bus passed a street corner.
Sudden.
Luo Yan saw a woman looking towards him at the corner of the street and opened her mouth, not knowing what she was saying.
This woman was in her late thirties, with pretty features, but there was a dark red, uneven, ugly scar on her cheek.
Soon, the supermarket arrived.
Luo Yan shopped around and bought dumpling wrappers, lean meat and some snacks.
At checkout, when he handed the money to the cashier, the cashier suddenly grabbed his hand.
Luo Yan was startled, raised his head, and found that the cashier was actually the scar-faced woman he saw on the street corner.
She shouted anxiously: "Luo Yan, what are you doing?"
Luo Yan was about to respond.
Sudden.
The old woman waiting in line behind him to check out, the cashier on the other cashier behind him, the little girl playing alone not far away, everyone in the supermarket looked at Luo Yan.
Said in unison.
"Luo Yan, don't talk to strangers!"
