I had a dream. It is a clear dream, and every detail is vividly visible.
I dreamed that my taxi was driving on the road, and the windshield was broken for some reason, and the wind was biting. When passing a village full of plum blossoms, the front of the car made a muffled noise. It was broken, and when I got out of the car, a girl in a white down jacket was lying under the car. The girl has a nice face, and there is a cinnabar mole between her brows, which looks like a dark red. There was no pain in her expression, but she looked at me with a smile. Bright red blood is gurgling from under the down jacket…
I woke up suddenly from my dream, shivering, and the cold wind in my dream seemed to be pouring into my body from time to time. On closer inspection, it turned out that the quilt fell to the ground. I looked at my watch. At four o’clock in the morning, I didn’t sleep anymore. I washed myself and drove out in a taxi.
These years, money is getting harder and harder to earn. Every day I get up and down, and I can only get a round stomach. Before dawn, it was grey. One person beckoned. It was a girl who got in the car. I looked back and saw her face, stupid. There is a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, which is normal and dark red.
Is the girl in the dream! Wearing a white down jacket. Very white, so white.
As the girl came in, it was a chill in the morning, and I got goose bumps and asked, where to go? Beauty slope.
Meirenpo is in the suburbs, where there is a cemetery. www.guidaye.com
My mind was upset, and I made an absent-minded “Oh” and turned around. Along the way, I kept admonishing myself not to be suspicious. As I was marching, sweat ran down my face. I kept comforting myself: Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.
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I vaguely smelled a fragrance, and when I looked up, there was a village in front, and the road on both sides was full of plum blossoms, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Dreams become reality again. I nearly collapsed and stopped the car forcibly before the fork leading to the village, breathing heavily. Miss, I’m not going ahead, can I trouble you to get off? I don’t need the money for the car. it’s OK? Suddenly, I remembered the method of eliminating disasters mentioned earlier. Just said, Miss, can I ask you something? Can you sell me your down jacket? I’ll give you money! My tone is pitiful, even pleading. Faced with this strange request, the girl even nodded, but instead of asking for my money, she offered a condition in exchange: You must be here at 9 o’clock the day after tomorrow. After that, he took off his down jacket, threw it on the back seat and disappeared. It seems that it really hit evil. I picked up the light down jacket and laid it carefully in front of the wheel. The car was started again, roaring with a frantic heartbeat. The car slowly passed the distance of ten meters of that down jacket, as long as half a century.I collapsed on the seat of the car, shivered, lit the cigarette, and snorted bit by bit. I don’t know how long it took, and the sun shone warmly on the window of the car, and I woke up, that down jacket was gone. Is everything a dream?
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Two days later, I felt a little calm and nervous again. Because the girl told me to go to that place at 9 o’clock, 9 o’clock, not midnight, which is fine. Beauty slope. I feel the smell of plum blossoms in the dark night. Suddenly, I saw the figure of a girl in white at the fork in the village, still in that white down jacket. A car drove up behind her, and the girl in white flew lightly in front of the car, like feathers. The speed of that car didn’t slow down at all, and it roared away. I was stunned, hit and run! I understand why that girl wants me to come here.
It must be because she was unwilling to be hit to death inexplicably! I immediately started the car and chased it. I know that if I can’t catch up with this car and give the girl an explanation, that bloody dream will never end. Two cars chasing in midnight.
I was going to follow until dawn. But the gas tank alarm went off and the car was running out of gas. How to do? The car turned sharply ahead, and the speed of the car slowed down. I hesitated for only a second, then stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom, and hit the body of the car like an arrow… When I woke up, I was already lying on the hospital bed, and a brutal-looking person next door was also injured. It’s not light. However, there is also a pair of handcuffs on his arm. I asked the police, how is that girl? The police asked strangely, which girl? Although you helped us catch a murderer, you still couldn’t escape your responsibility for the traffic accident. It was like a coincidence. The driver who crashed into was a murderer. And passing by Meirenpo is the path for him to flee hastily. Later, I really understood that the murderer didn’t hit any girl that night, and his car was carrying evidence of killing the girl-a white blood coat. But why is there a girl in the dream that keeps reminding me? Is it really a dream? Hey, I don’t know…