Nightmare’s Call

After a day of class in a hurry, Lin Sheng rejected Shen Yan's idea of ​​asking him to eat snacks in the afternoon.

It's not because he doesn't want to go, he likes many snacks in the school snack street. It's a pity that he can only spend an average of three yuan a day now, so he must save.

Take the free bus back home.

Lin Sheng sat by the window, looking at the old street passing by the window on the right.

Those crooked folk flower and bird patterns, carved on the edge of the store plaque and on the corner of the wall, reminded him unconsciously of last night's nightmare.

‘Too next stop, Old City Textile Factory. ’ The standard Celine female voice brought Lin Sheng back from his thoughts.

He picked up his off-white schoolbag, stood up from his seat, and gave it to an old woman who had just gotten into the car. Then he grabbed the handrail above his head, slowly squeezed through the crowd, and moved towards the door.

'Squeeze what! To die! '

'Attention young people! Don't affect everyone. '

'My foot, you stepped on my foot! What are you doing! '

The people who were squeezed around made noises, like children's toys that screamed when they were touched.

Lin Sheng was unmoved. He was 1.75 meters tall, and his figure was neither thin nor fat. His muscles hidden under his school uniform were healthy and strong. There are no shortcomings except that the skin is a little white like a white man.

puff.

The car door opened automatically, Lin Sheng jumped down, took a deep breath, and looked back into the car.

Another seven or eight people got on the bus, and the whole vehicle was like an expired can that was crowded and about to explode. The door was slowly closed, and the engine started to leave.

A dozen meters to the right from the bus station is his community - Huilian Community.

The gate of the community is a circular arched iron frame, and a row of square characters "Huili'an Community" hangs crookedly on it.

Both sides of the gate are full of uncles and aunts carrying baskets to sell vegetables. Some residents stopped to bargain in front of the vegetable stalls.

In the afternoon, the scorching temperature had dropped to the 20s, not as hot as during the day.

Lin Sheng walked through the rusty red-painted iron gate and walked straight along the slope to the depths of the community.

Go to the fifth building and turn right. Entered the stairwell of Unit 11.

The walls in the corridor are covered with all kinds of small advertisements, such as lockpickers, sewer repairers, moving companies, everything in a mess.

He was walking on the stairs when he suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were sticky. When he raised his foot, he saw that someone had spilled the ice cream on the floor, and he had already stepped on it. A lot of creamy white ice cream has been stained on the inside of the sole of the white sneakers.

He frowned and scraped and scratched the corners of the stairs, and managed to clean them before continuing to go upstairs.

On the third floor, I took out the key, skillfully opened the anti-theft door of the first house on the left, and walked in.

"Father." Standing at the door, Lin Sheng called out.

There was no one in the house, not a sound.

He changed his slippers in silence and closed the door behind his back.

Follow the hallway through the living room and into the bedroom.

Lin Sheng involuntarily glanced at his desk, the chair in front of the desk seemed to still be sitting with the back figure from last night's dream.

He was silent for a while, walked over, gently pulled the chair away, and sat on it. Surround yourself with fluffy cloth cushions and hard chair backs.

After a day of class, as soon as I sat down, I felt a strong sense of drowsiness.

Lin Sheng stood up, a little afraid to sleep on the table, the nightmare of last night was still fresh in his memory.

After returning home every afternoon, he has the habit of taking a nap for half an hour. Although the nightmare last night frightened him, it was just a dream.

With this in mind.

After hesitating for a while, he walked to the bed, took off his coat and school uniform, turned over and pulled the quilt over his stomach.

The setting sun outside the window spilled into the bedroom like blood, fell on the desk, and fell on the floor tiles.

In a daze, Lin Sheng's consciousness gradually became blurred.

I don't know how long I slept in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a faint cry in his ear, waking him up from his sleep.

Woo.

The voice was like a woman weeping, or singing something.

Sad, desperate, sharp. Accompanied by occasional shortness of breath.

Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

He was lying on the bed again, unable to move.

Out of the corner of his eye, there was still a white dress sitting in front of the desk.

Different from the last time, this time the girl in the white skirt loosened her shoulders quickly, and kept making thin twitching sounds of panic. It's like panickers who get overwhelmed.

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

The footsteps came again.

Lin Sheng could feel that someone was approaching step by step from the corridor, through the living room, and towards the bedroom.

The hazy footsteps became clearer and louder.

The woman at the desk cried more urgently, and her shoulders twitched even faster. The whole person seemed to get up and run away at any moment.

The footsteps were getting closer.

click.

The door opened slowly.

Lin Sheng's scalp tightened, and he didn't know why strong fear welled up in his heart.

All was quiet for a while.

puff! !

Suddenly the quilt was lifted.

Lin Sheng felt numb all over his body, his eyes widened suddenly and his pupils locked tightly.

That person didn't know when he had already reached the end of the bed, throwing off the thin quilt and rushing towards him.

ah! ! !

Lin Sheng raised his head abruptly and stood up straight from the bed. My mind was muddled.

Hoo. Hoo. Hoo.

He was panting quickly, sweat was all over his body, and his T-shirt was completely soaked.

"I, I." He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

My mind went blank.

Just half-sitting on the bed in a daze, motionless, for more than ten minutes.

He tried his best to breathe as calmly as possible, until his heartbeat completely slowed down, no longer beating like a drum, and then he looked around.

The bedroom was empty, and the silver crescent moon outside the window cast a delicate halo like gauze.

Lin Sheng wiped his forehead with his hands, his hands were covered with sweat.

"Damn it, I can even dream of that while taking a nap." He slowly leaned his back against the head of the bed and took a deep breath.

"It's the same dream as before, but this time it's closer." A strong sense of panic surged in his heart.

But his usual calm habit made him keep suppressing his beating heart.

"Fear won't solve anything, I have to calm down."

Since he was very young, he understood a truth, the more flustered he is, the easier it is to make mistakes, and the easier it is to waste time and energy.

Only by being calm can we find the fastest solution to difficulties.

Lin Sheng took deep breaths, leaned against the head of the bed, and calmed down his heartbeat time and time again.

After about five minutes, he completely emptied his mind and let his emotions return to normal.

"This dream is getting closer every time. Before, the footsteps were just outside the door, but now they actually entered the room, and even lifted my quilt!" Lin Sheng felt that this seemed to be some kind of omen.

He has a feeling that if the owner of the footsteps is allowed to open his quilt first and grab himself.

Then something unimaginable might happen.

He had such a premonition, an ominous premonition.

"Look again, if the dream is still the same next time, we have to find a way." Lin Sheng decided in his heart. Even things like past life memories can be awakened, and there is nothing that cannot happen.