That night, the continuous rain finally stopped. After the dark clouds dried up, a starry sky was revealed that was clear and shining, as if it were melting. Even people who usually feel nothing at all can't help but feel drunkenly and confused when they look up and stare.
Under such a starry sky, he walked into the abandoned teaching building.
"Ah, sorry, I'm late."
The person he had agreed with had probably already arrived, sitting in front of the only remaining desk in the classroom, staring at the night sky outside the window with a stern expression. That attitude was undoubtedly a response to his tardiness.
"What happened on the way?" she said.
"It's nothing. It seemed like a car accident or something like that. When we passed by, the cars were crowded at the intersection and people were surrounding us. I originally wanted to take a look, but I already had an appointment tonight, so I came directly. Although I I think that scene is a bit unusual, and I don’t have time to pay attention to anything else these days.”
"...It's good for you to know."
Hearing this tone that was unique to "male personality", he knew that this meant he had passed the test. There was no need to discuss whether to investigate the car accident now. He happily raised the plastic bag filled with drinks in his hand.
"Beer, tea or coffee?"
"coffee."
"Classmate Zhou, you really don't understand what it means to put recommended products first."
"You don't understand the meaning of choosing a question, right? Also, you were discharged from the hospital yesterday, do you remember?"
"That's true. I'll just drink milk."
While he was talking, he had already sat down by the window sill. Although he also wanted to sit in a more stable position, he had no choice - the party who arrived early did not bother to prepare extra tables and chairs for him, and just sat there with a very unpleasant face. Not moving at all. Speaking from experience, that means “I’m still mad.” However, if you ask me directly, you will not be recognized. I don’t know whether this is good or bad at all.
There was no need to create obstacles for himself, so he just held the milk carton and concentrated on browsing the school forum on his mobile phone.
"Chen Wei." said the person sitting at the table.
"What's wrong?"
"In the message sent this morning, you mentioned that you had a nightmare, right?"
"That seems to be the case. But, is it normal? An ordinary person bumps into a ghost while walking at night, and is hospitalized directly in a coma. With such an experience, wouldn't it be reasonable to have a few nightmares while in the hospital? "
"So, what was the dream about?"
"What is it? To be honest, I don't remember it very clearly. Although I used the word 'nightmare' when I mentioned it to you, I think it's probably not something particularly taboo."
"In that case, it doesn't matter if you say it, right?"
For some reason, she persisted. As a friend, Chen Wei, who didn't know how many favors he owed, had no choice but to answer truthfully.
He said: "It was a dream about traveling: I was sucked into a book that flew out while walking on the way to school, and then landed in a very strange place. How strange it was, I couldn't remember much when I woke up. . However, the overall impression is more like a desert. Although it is a desert, it can flow like ocean waves. The stars in the sky are full of the illusion of flowing. If you want to describe it specifically, it is very similar to the starry sky we are facing tonight. , that’s how the starry sky behind me flows.”
The girl at the table, wearing a black coat and cashmere skirt, with no New Year atmosphere at all, slowly cast her gaze towards him, and then looked over his shoulder through the window. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Wei quietly observed the face of his friend who had been missing for a long time. From the relatively light eye circles to the neat and decent makeup, I came to the conclusion that I have not been doing anything dangerous recently.
"I really miss the days when I pulled you out of a pit more than ten meters deep, classmate Zhou. Although I still don't know why you fell into the pit - or is it actually the 'other you' who did it? ?”
"No, it was me that time."
The man sitting at the table replied. The girl with a melancholic temperament also has a name that matches her appearance - but actually thinks of herself as a male half the time.
Taking sleep as an opportunity for transformation, their behavior, temperament, preferences, and even knowledge and abilities are completely overturned with the change of personality. Even though it was such an unbelievable thing, Chen Wei completely accepted it. Whenever someone asked him, "When did you get on such a good terms with that Zhou Yu?" they would just smile and send them away with Zhang Mumu.
It's actually not good. He said in his heart. Totally incompatible.
The reason is still unknown, but the female part of the body that is regarded as the main personality not only has no basis for friendship with him, but - to put it bluntly - is simply hostile to him. The only person who really gets along with him is actually the male personality that exists in this body for the other half of the time, and occasionally calls himself "Zhou Yu". The closer he and "Zhou Yu" get, the more obvious "Zhou Yu's" dislike of him becomes. However, this rule does not hold true for Zhang Mumu.
Why did it develop into the current situation? There are too many things to investigate. Even a person like him who is willing to explore strange things has almost fallen into a state of giving up. I only occasionally think about this strange patient with dissociated personality disorder around me: As an art student, when Zhou Yu is replaced by "Zhou Yu", not only will her personality become easier to get along with, but her painting skills will also become extremely poor. The ground fell. There is absolutely no hope of passing a professional course and still being able to correctly name the medical name of every bone in a model's body.
Since he is such an outstanding expert, it would be impossible not to bring him over to show his value. Adhering to this concept, he naturally called the other party out of nowhere this time to investigate the "ghost" he saw - but compared to the ghost, he actually felt that Zhou Yu The weirdness on his body is no less impressive. What exactly determines personality? Is there really a so-called "spiritual attribute" that can exist independently of the body?
He was thinking about this problem and unknowingly drank up all the milk in the box. When he threw the flattened milk carton into a plastic bag, he heard "Zhou Yu" say: "There was more than just the desert in that dream, right?"
"You are still struggling with this matter. Is there anything about this dream that fascinates you?"
The other party replied with a slight sarcasm: "Yes, I would like to see it no matter what if you can tell good things from bad."
"Don't whine like that with insinuations. About that dream...well, it's true that there's more than just an environment, there seems to be characters and a story. There are four protagonists in the story, a luminous horse, a luminous man, and a luminous girl. And a boy as dark as a shadow. There seems to be a specific plot, but to be honest, I don’t remember much.”
"So, you didn't participate."
"Ah, indeed. It's a dream where you see yourself as a bystander from the perspective of the camera. People occasionally have this type of dream, right? However, they don't seem to have experienced anything particularly terrible."
He put his hands in his pockets and said casually: "The goal is to kill the final BOSS or something. Because I didn't dream until the end, I don't know the result. However, in the middle of the journey, the shadow seemed to touch something. Although I can't tell why, I became very nervous at that time, as if if he accidentally touched that thing, it would be smashed directly. After all, he is one of the protagonists of the dream, and it would be too shameful to sacrifice before the ending. When I saw this, I couldn't help but get very nervous and wanted to carry him far away. When I thought of this, I woke up because I realized the existence of my camera. It was almost like this dream."
