Mulou Notes

first dream

That night.

I looked at my roommates who were still burning the lights and thought about it, but I still fell asleep.I don’t know why, but I don’t have much enthusiasm for the senior high school entrance examination. I always feel that if I pass the exam, it’s fine.

Counting the sheep, I just fell asleep.

"Brother Fanfan, play with the doll with me!"

There was a dense fog in front of my eyes, and the humid air covered my hair and eyebrows... After accumulating a lot, they slipped into the collar along my face, and my whole body was wet and extremely uncomfortable.

There was someone talking in front of her, as if she was standing there. She called me Brother Fanfan, did she know me?

"Brother Fanfan, will you play with the doll with me?" Seeing that I ignored her, she repeated it again.

"Doll?" I thought in a daze, there seemed to be a doll in my memory, someone treasured it, who is that person?

"Yeah, do you think she is cute?" The man suddenly stretched out the doll to my eyes.It was indeed a lovely doll, with a white tutu, flaxen curly hair, big eyes and a small mouth, and a bright smile on her face.

The doll opened its small mouth and said, "Isn't it cute?"

I was stunned for a moment, my heart was beating wildly, and I was desperately thinking, I don't want to stay here, go away, go away...

The fog receded like a sea tide, and I realized that I was standing in front of a small wooden building. I have been here before, I thought so.

The small wooden building is very small, with only two floors, and the door was not closed. I carefully sneaked in with the intention of exploring and hunting for treasure.

The first floor seems to be a utility room, which is full of tattered things. I searched for a while, but found nothing interesting, so I involuntarily glanced at the second floor. There are no stairs there, only a wooden ladder leading to it. Going to the second floor, I was a little excited and decided that the treasure was on the second floor.

I jumped up to the second floor and I was stunned. I didn't expect that there were people on the second floor. They were two [-] or [-]-year-old girls. They looked exactly alike. One kept combing her hair, and the other sat quietly. bed.

The girl combing her hair waved to me, "Little brother, come and play with us, I'll give you all the toys to play with!"

As she pointed in the direction, I checked a table full of toys, and my eyes lit up, it turned out that there were really treasures.

"Okay!" I said.

I played by myself for a while, then turned around to find that the girl who was combing her hair was still combing her hair, and the girl sitting on the bed was staring at me for a moment, which made my heart shudder.

"Didn't you let me play with you?" "Let's play together."

"Let me fix my hair," she said with a sweet smile on her face without opening her mouth, the voice seemed to come from the back of her head.His whole body felt cold for no reason, and gusts of cold air poured upward from the soles of his feet.

"Yinyin, go play first," she said again.

The girl sitting quietly on the bed gave me a soft smile, her neck tilted, her head fell from her neck and rolled to my feet.

"Let me play with you." She smiled softly.

I screamed in a low voice and sat up all of a sudden, my neck was sore and painful. When I moved my fingers, a numbness spread from my fingertips to my whole body. I stretched out my other hand and rubbed it, the pain and numbness The feeling made me want to chop that hand off.

How bad is my sleeping position at night to sleep like this?

"What are you yelling for?" The person on the upper bunk muttered vaguely, turned over, and the bed creaked.

I looked at the sky outside the window, it was about four o'clock in the morning, and I sighed helplessly, probably unable to fall asleep.

I began to recall that dream. The first person to appear was the little girl named Fanfan, and then the wooden building again. The old man drinking tea disappeared, and there were two girls upstairs.

Two girls! !I suddenly remembered the weird feeling on the second floor of the wooden building when I had this dream for the first time. Could it be that there was really a person behind that time?Also that girl sitting there?Then why didn't I see it in my dream that day?

I really couldn't figure it out, I told myself it was just a dream, don't think about it and scare yourself.

Quietly closing my eyes and resting my mind, letting go of my thoughts, my body suddenly sank when my mind was blank.I opened my eyes suddenly in fright, and a neatly braided croissant flashed past my eyes, but there was nothing on me.I'm not sure all the feelings just now are real, maybe it's just my hallucination.

I really couldn't sleep this time.

My temples were swollen and painful, and I was a little dizzy from the sound of morning reading. I propped up my forehead with a fist weakly, and for some reason I remembered what my grandma once said——

Those who are touched by dirty things will get seriously ill, they have to go to the temple to worship a god, or to worship the land.

Is there a temple or land near here?I started thinking wildly.

"What's the matter with you?" My deskmate leaned over and asked me, "I found something wrong with you as soon as I came here today."

"I have a headache, don't talk to me." I found that the closer the voices of other people were talking to me, the more my head hurt.

The scene in front of me was a bit blurry, and the people in the front row felt a bit doubled.

The person next to me seemed to stand up, and then pulled me up. I was suddenly light-headed and extremely uncomfortable. I hummed a few words that I didn't understand.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a pure white wall in front of me, and my brain was still a little unconscious. I was dazed and wondered if I was already dead and pushed to the morgue?So am I a fraud or a corpse now?Seems to be the same.

Just when I was about to close my eyes and "die" completely, a head appeared in front of my eyes, with familiar facial features on the head. I spit out a sentence without thinking, "Why are you dead too?"

He seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then lay on the bed and his shoulders kept shaking.

I tilted my head and looked at the swirl of hair on the top of his head in a daze, and found that it was a little crooked.

He leaned over to look at me, with a smile on his face that hadn't faded, "Are you stupid because you have a fever?"

fever?Just as I was about to raise my hand to touch my forehead, he held down my arm with very light force, "Don't move, your hand is infusing, use the other hand."

Obediently, I raised my other hand and touched my forehead, "It's not hot." His eyes showed my silly expression.

He seemed to want to laugh again but held back, and put a hand on my forehead, the palm was warm and comfortable, "It's because your body temperature is too high."

Only then did I fully wake up, "Am I sick?"

"Well, the school doctor took your temperature. It was 41 degrees. I said you are really good. You actually have a cold and a fever on a hot day," the tablemate joked.

Those who are touched by dirty things will get seriously ill, they have to go to the temple to worship a god, or to worship the land.

I remembered the sudden weight on my body and the flashing braid last night, and my grandma's words echoed in my mind.

"In addition to colds, there are also fever and colds." The school doctor helped me adjust the speed of the infusion, and touched my forehead, "But your condition is a little serious, and you will go to the hospital if the fever does not subside after the infusion." Bar."

"Where is it serious? It suddenly fell down like a ghost. I think I should go to the hospital now." The deskmate whispered beside him.

"Don't listen to your classmate's nonsense," the school doctor smiled. "Some people don't get sick very often, but when they get sick, they will appear serious. In fact, it's not as scary as it looks. Just take some medicine and infusion."

"Aren't you going to class?" I asked my deskmate after answering the school doctor's words.

He leaned on the wall with one hand and unconsciously scratched the wall with his fingers, "It's lunch break now."

"I've been asleep for so long!?" I exclaimed in amazement.

"Otherwise?" He glanced at the school doctor, as if to say: Look, it's serious, right?

"Oh, I see," I began to think about whether the Fushui tasted better with sugar or salt.

"Where is the temple here?"

"Ah?" The deskmate looked at me in surprise, not to mention him, even the school doctor who was playing with the computer turned his head.

"Isn't it time for the senior high school entrance examination? Maybe I can get a high score if I go to worship Buddha."

"You kid is quite superstitious!" the school doctor laughed.