There are few people in the high-rise building late at night, and the undiscovered dreamland is full of prosperous decorations. Nervous and heavy daydreams gradually overflow. The moon is like an eye, and the eyes describe millions of years of memories. The splendor that cannot be expressed in words, in a blink of an eye. The people who have disappeared and survived for a short period of time and are lucky to survive are hiding alone, seeming confused and missing. The missing at this moment is like a sponge full of tides, casting a new shadow through the horizon of the moonlit night.
The meaning of life lies in the richness of experiences. Going to other places, meeting strange people, seeing different scenery, having conflicts and relationships with different people, crying in a mansion, laughing on a bicycle, experiencing joy, anger, Sadness and joy, feeling the depth of sadness and the brevity of joy, falling in love with the person you hate the most, hating the person you love the most, being tired of the comfortable days, being curious about the suffering life, experiencing regret and reluctance when you do something wrong. The embarrassment of the moment, positive or negative, calm or noisy, happy or sad, the so-called perfect life is composed of various imperfections.
inside the house.
Fang Shiyi listened to Xue Rongrong's story and repeated the stones in his mouth. Xue Rongrong saw that he was in a trance and smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
Fang Shiyi came to his senses and replied: "I thought of a dream."
"Dream? Do you still dream?" Xue Rongrong smiled. In the past, she only showed her smile in front of Ye Yun, and it suddenly bloomed in front of Fang Shiyi. Fang Shiyi stared at Xue Rongrong, and Xue Rongrong saw him looking at her, his pretty face He immediately became stern, and a hint of chill flashed at the corner of his mouth.
Fang Shiyi quickly turned his head away, "Well, there was also a stone in the dream."
Xue Rongrong stopped smiling and said, "Tell me about it."
Fang Shiyi recounted his dream, as if he was telling what happened to his other self in his parallel universe. In that parallel universe, all impossible things are possible.
In the dream world, Fang Shiyi is not an older bachelor killer, but a married office worker who has just passed his thirties.
evening.
Fang Shiyi leaned against the wall of the newsstand in the community. He had been wandering here alone for a long time, and the news was playing on the TV in the canteen.
Heavy rain caused the river to swell, and the car was swept into the river by the flood. The scene was thrilling. The car struggled to fight against the torrential flood.
Fang Shiyi looked around, hesitated for a moment, took out a wrinkled five-yuan note, took the pack of cigarettes, opened it neatly and shook out one, lit it and leaned leisurely against the tree to smoke.
The neighbor on the road next door walked past him and jokingly said to him: "I'm hiding to smoke again, so I'm not afraid of being discovered by your wife. You guys had a fight yesterday, and it was so shocking!"
Fang Shiyi was too lazy to pay attention to him and said disdainfully: "Tsk, it's none of your business!" The neighbor smiled and left.
Fang Shiyi was halfway through his cigarette, and the smoke was massaging his lungs comfortably. His eyes unconsciously looked left and right as his head shook, and suddenly something glowed in the grass not far away in his field of vision.
Fang Shiyi stretched out his hand to wave away the lingering smoke in front of his eyes, fixed his eyes, and looked carefully in that direction, thinking that if it was the cigarette butts thrown downstairs, he would not accidentally light the grass on fire.
His yard was only a few steps away from the patch of grass. He quickly walked forward and leaned over to pick up the luminous object. Huh? A stone, a glowing stone? Luck is coming? Could it be some kind of treasure! Night Pearl?
But then Fang Shiyi thought about it. He had heard that nuclear waste was also luminous. Don't think it was a mess. Some things were no joke.
He weighed the stone in one hand and put the cigarette to his mouth with the other hand and took a deep breath. He was still not sure what this seemingly ordinary stone with its own light was.
At this time, another neighbor on the road next door suddenly shouted, "Fang Shiyi, your wife is back! She was crossing the street in the community!"
It was well known to everyone that Fang Shiyi was afraid of his wife. At this time, as soon as the neighbor's words came to his ears, Fang Shiyi shuddered as if he was electrocuted. He flicked the cigarette with one hand, and the cigarette butt flew to the roadside in a perfect parabola.
The other hand unconsciously grasped the stone and ran towards home. The voice-activated light in the corridor lit up with his footsteps!
"Why panic! Why panic!" Fang Shiyi's wife yelled at him. Fang Shiyi had just unlocked the door and hurriedly entered the door, but was blocked by a wall of spit.
Fang Shiyi felt strange when he saw the person in front of him, "Hey, you are at home!"
"Why am I at home? Today is Sunday. I finally have a day off. Where can I go?" Fang Eleven said again.
Fang Shiyi's wife rolled her eyes and looked at him disdainfully, "Are you going out with your gang of gangster friends to smoke, drink and brag?"
Fang Shiyi said: "I didn't!" Fang Shiyi did not go out to drink with friends. "You said no! You smell like smoke! How many days have it been since I asked you to change a light bulb?"
Fang Shiyi felt aggrieved: "After you scolded me yesterday, didn't I just buy a new one?"
Fang Shiyi's wife said: "You said change the day before yesterday! Can you pay more attention to family affairs? If not, divorce!"
The anger was simmering, and Fang Shiyi felt unhappy and shouted angrily: "What the hell! I didn't change it yesterday. I'm not a human being. If you go to bed in anger, I will change it."
Fang Shiyi walked into the bedroom and was about to light the lamp. As if to prove it to his wife, he pressed the switch, eh? It doesn’t light up. It still lit up when I tried it yesterday. It’s not broken again!
Fang Shiyi's wife snorted and sneered: "You still have the nerve to pretend!"
Fang Shiyi felt something was wrong. It was obviously good, but why couldn't he open it?
He suddenly remembered that his wife said today was Sunday. No, today was obviously Monday. A cold wind blew behind him. He came to the living room without saying a word and looked at the electronic clock on the wall. Sunday!
Fang Shi didn't understand what was going on for a long time.
Seeing that he remained silent, Fang Shiyi's wife said in an even more serious tone: "You can't do even a small thing well. How can you make any progress just by earning that little money at work? I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes by following you! I smoke and drink every day!"
Fang Shiyi was furious, his bad temper came up, and he replied angrily: "I smoke and drink! Did you see it with your left eye? Did you see it with your right eye? Or your fart! Eye! You saw it!"
Fang Shiyi's wife heard his rude words and yelled: "Get out! Get out of here now, you loser!"
Fang Shiyi was so angry that he rushed to the door, opened the door and walked out. As he walked, he felt something pulling in his pocket, oh, that stone.
Fang Shiyi took out the stone he had picked up earlier in his pocket and held it with one hand, and swung the door open with the other hand. The voice-activated light in the corridor suddenly lit up!
Click, click, two car horns sounded at the door of Fang Shishi's yard. Shiyi's colleague stepped out of the car and greeted Fang Shiyi with hooked hands, "This way."
Fang Shiyi saw that it was his colleague and walked forward slowly, confused: "Why are you here?"
Colleague Fang Shiyi said quickly, "Didn't I call you before? The report you submitted last time was returned. The boss criticized it and everyone had to work overtime with you all night long!"
"Report? What report? Didn't you correct it by working overtime the day before yesterday?" Fang Shiyi asked in confusion.
Colleague Fang Shiyi said a little impatiently: "Where is it? Do we need to change it again? Everyone is annoyed. You can quickly get in the car and go to the unit to talk about it."
"Oh? You want to change it again?" Fang Shiyi got into the car in confusion.
The scene outside the car window is as familiar as ever.
After a while, Fang Shiyi and his colleagues arrived at the unit, and the office was brightly lit.
Two colleagues inside were complaining: "It's all Fang Shiyi. The clerk is so careless. He always mixes up the charts in the report. Damn it. If I were so stupid, I might as well be killed."
At this time, Fang Shiyi and the colleague who picked him up had already arrived outside the office door. They could hear clearly what was said inside. The colleague who came with Fang Shiyi pretended to cough twice. The two colleagues turned around and saw Fang Shiyi coming. Silence.
Fang Shiyi listened in his ears, felt angry in his heart, and cursed in his mouth: "I did everything by myself. It's a shame if I don't want to take responsibility if something goes wrong!"
The colleague who came with Fang Shiyi was quite nice and said: "Stop arguing, let's all work hard and finish it together! It's still the same old rules, give it a good meal after work, I'll pay for this meal, and the tobacco and alcohol are in charge." enough."
When Fang Shiyi heard this, he didn't say much because the scene where he went out to eat and drink after working overtime and quarreled with his wife when he returned home was still vivid in his mind.
Fang Shiyi picked up the report that needed to be revised and looked at it, wondering, "Hey, isn't this the one I revised the day before yesterday?"
"It's funny, have you revised it? Why do we have to suffer here! Look, it's already one o'clock in the morning, and a good Saturday has been cheated like this!" Two colleagues complained again.
"Saturday is a soul. Yesterday was Sunday and today is Saturday. There must be something wrong with you!" Fang Shiyi retorted.
Two colleagues were upset and said, "You made a mistake and you're not doing your job properly. What nonsense are you talking about!"
At this time, Fang Shiyi's mind was in confusion, and things he had already done appeared again. Are they abnormal or is he abnormal? Could it be that you are dreaming? Is your memory confused? Zengjue?
Fang Eleven had to bite the bullet and revise the report with other colleagues. When the changes were almost complete, the other colleagues were almost gone. Fang Eleven went to the bathroom to wipe his face, and he stared at himself in the mirror alone.
Suddenly remembering something, he took out the stone in his pocket, which was still shining. It was clearly on Monday, but his wife said it was Sunday and his colleague said it was Saturday.
Fang Shiyi's scalp was numb and cold sweat broke out on his back, but no matter how he played with the luminous stone, the surroundings didn't change much!
The night is already deep and dawn is slowly approaching. Fang Shiyi didn't plan to go home to rest. He was going to lie down on the desk in the office and fall asleep, thinking that it would be time to wake up from his dream!
Before going to bed, he carefully observed the stone. There was nothing unusual except that it glowed. After looking at it, his consciousness became blurred. Fang Shiyi fell asleep holding the stone.
When I woke up the next day, my colleagues came one after another. The first thing Fang Eleven did when he woke up was to ask a colleague what day it was. The colleague smiled and said, "Tuesday? I haven't woken up yet." .”
Fang Shiyi thought to himself, well, it turned out to be a dream! It was indeed a dream! I was working overtime in my dream, and I was really diligent!
"Fang Shiyi, the boss is calling you." A colleague said to Fang Shiyi, "Oh, okay!"
Fang Eleven came to the boss's office relieved. But as soon as Fang Eleven entered the office, the boss scolded him: "Fang Eleven, you asked me to say something good about you! What the hell did you do in the report!"
The boss slapped the report on the table.
Fang Eleven felt confused. He picked up the report and said, "Huh? Hasn't this been corrected? I was still working overtime last night to correct it! No, no, that was a dream. It was corrected last week!" Fang Eleven muttered.
The boss sneered: "Last week? Did you give me the first draft last week? What a joke? I just handed you the task last week, and you just handed it in yesterday. You said you gave it to me last week. Can you please? Are you confused?"
Fang Eleven vaguely knew that he was not in his own time and space. He looked at the calendar on the wall. It was indeed Tuesday, but the date was Tuesday last week! Maybe he was still dreaming, so Fang Shiyi pinched himself hard!
The boss saw this and felt unhappy in his heart, saying, "What are you doing? Using self-abuse to win sympathy?"
Fang Shiyi couldn't believe this was true. He went back to the past. He was not now, but at some time in the past!
But at that moment, he felt that this was an opportunity. He could change, he could become better, he could stop making the mistakes he made in his previous work, and he could also improve his relationship with his wife!
Fang Eleven had many thoughts in his mind.
"Why don't you speak? What are you thinking about?" The boss asked him, and Fang Shiyi said sincerely: "I will definitely correct myself and stop being careless!"
The boss's smile was disapproving: "Careless? Do you think this is just a matter of carelessness?"
Fang Eleven bowed his head and apologized: "Well, I won't be careless again in the future!" The boss still did not accept Fang Eleven's statement: "Humph, it's just that I didn't study hard before! I really don't know what I was doing in school before!"
When Fang Shiyi heard this, his hormones soared, and his temper immediately came back: "Why can't I study well before? Funny! You are the only one who is awesome!"
Boss King Kong glared angrily: "What are you talking about? If you don't study hard, don't recharge your batteries, don't make progress, you won't have good relationships at home, you won't do well at work, and you still lose your temper here if you don't have the ability, get out!"
The more Fang Shiyi listened, the angrier he became. He was so furious that he subconsciously reached into his pocket and grasped the stone, preparing to throw it at the boss.
"Fang Shiyi! What are you doing! Raise your hands so high! What is that in your hands!" A stern voice came to Fang Shiyi, "Seeing that you are so active, please answer this question!"
Fang Shiyi put down his hand and looked around. He had already thought about it a hundred times. Although he vaguely knew that he was going back to yesterday, he actually traveled back to his high school in an instant!
"What are you looking at? Look at the blackboard! Answer this question!" The teacher said to Fang Eleven, who now vaguely knew what situation he was in.
But he felt that this was an opportunity. He could really start over, at least get rid of his annoying boss and his irritable wife!
So Fang Eleven looked at the questions on the blackboard carefully, but Fang Eleven didn't know how to do it. Neither did he when he was in high school many years ago! Fang Shiyi said weakly: "Teacher, I don't know how!"
The teacher said fiercely: "You can't even solve such a simple question. What can you do in the future? Are you a second-generation official? A second-generation rich person?"
Why don't you study hard and you are being scolded by me now? In the future, you will be looked down upon by others in society, despised by your family, and oppressed by your boss? Come to my office after class! "
The class continued, and Fang Eleven felt an inexplicable feeling sitting in the familiar classroom. It was a kind and familiar feeling, and Fang Eleven felt very relaxed.
After class, Fang Shiyi came to the teacher's office.
The teacher said earnestly and thoughtfully to Fang Shiyi: "Fang Shiyi, you really should study hard! Your mother has come to talk to me several times. It's not easy for your mother to work hard every day. She has brought you up with one hand. Your father had an accident. It was a natural disaster, if you don’t study hard it will be a man-made disaster!”
Fang Shiyi heard it in his ears, but felt it in his heart.
The teacher continued: "You said that if you don't study hard, what will you do in the future? You are not lucky enough to win a big prize, and there will be no pie in the sky. Think about it for yourself, and go back!"
Fang Shiyi walked out of the teacher's office, feeling physically and mentally exhausted. But suddenly he had an idea. He took out the luminous stone from his pocket and thought about what the teacher said. Yes, I won the jackpot and bought lottery tickets. Now I can find all the lottery numbers from the past. Then I can use the stone to go back to yesterday and buy a lottery number. Everything will fall into place. If you have money, you already have everything. What kind of schools and classes do you need to attend? Fuck you male tigers and hags! If you have money, you are a master!
However, Fang Shiyi didn't know how to use this stone. While he was thinking about it, two naughty classmates ran past him, and one of them snatched the stone from his hand.
"Fang Shiyi, when did you get such a treasure? It can still shine!" Fang Shiyi was shocked: "Give it back to me quickly!"
The classmate ran far away with the stone, and when Fang Eleven was about to catch up, the classmate threw the stone at another classmate, but the other classmate did not catch it. Fang Eleven saw the stone coming from the fifth floor to Go down!
Soon after, Fang Eleven jumped up and grabbed the stone. The students in the aisle were screaming at this time.
Fang Shiyi was feeling proud, but found that he was already in mid-air, falling straight to the ground. He shouted and held his hand tightly, and in his hand was the stone he was holding tightly!
In an instant, Fang Eleven felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and he fell to the ground. "Fang Eleven, are you okay?" An old woman helped Fang Eleven, who was on all fours in the air.
Fang Shiyi suddenly regained consciousness. He looked around and then at his clothes. He was secretly happy. At this time, he was probably back to when he was ten years old.
"Big Mom, I'm fine." Fang Shiyi said in his cute childish voice. "Well, it's fine. Your mother asked you to call your father home for dinner. You go quickly!"
Fang Shiyi thought to himself, luckily the old lady reminded me, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do. He looked up and saw a lottery shop across the road. He was happy when he remembered his previous plan!
But then Fang Shiyi heard a fierce quarrel coming from the lottery shop, "You bought so many bets, and the money was advanced to you. This is not a small amount."
"I'll pay it back!" Such a familiar voice! The quarrel became more intense, and the sound of banging things seemed to be heard.
At this time, only one person was seen rushing out of the lottery shop, followed by several people chasing him. Fang Eleven concentrated on that familiar figure, ah, it's dad! Fang Shiyi was just about to go up and shout.
Give me some coaxing! A large truck had no time to brake and hit Fang Shiyi's father. Blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant!
Fang Shiyi shouted loudly and ran towards his father who was in a bloody state. What he wanted to do was except shouting, and what he wanted to change was except bursting into tears.
He ran hard, holding the stone tightly in his hand! As he was crossing the road, a car drove towards him.
For a moment, the surroundings were dim!
Fang Eleven felt that he was still running forward with all his strength. Fang Eleven looked back and saw that hundreds of millions of tadpoles just like him were also running forward bravely. They were so vast that his consciousness was still very clear!
He was far ahead, leading the way, and the holy place not far away from him was exuding an extremely warm and inviting atmosphere.
Fang Eleven seemed to understand something. He knew that when he entered the holy land that exuded a sacred aura, a new life would be born. However, Fang Eleven hesitated.
He remembered a sentence he saw many years ago. We are eager to grow, but we lament the lost youth; we exchange everything for money, and soon want to use money to restore everything. We are anxious about the future, but ignore the happiness of the past and present. We live neither in the present nor in the future. We live as if we will never die; and before we die, it is as if we have never lived.
Fang Shiyi once again looked back at the thousands of individuals similar to himself. He knew that only one individual would win, but this winning individual was not necessarily lucky, and might be in pain throughout his life! He slowly slowed down his pace, gradually stopped, and in an instant, he was submerged in the torrent and disappeared.
