Nightmare’s Call

As Lin Sheng guessed.

On the third day, the nightmare came again.

This time it happened on the third night.

He had just finished supper with his father and went back to his room to sleep, and within ten minutes of falling asleep, the dream came again.

The footsteps outside the door came closer this time.

But it seems that because of the guard, Lin Sheng woke up almost like an electric shock this time. Forcibly wake up before the owner of the footsteps opens the door.

But it was also because of this time that he was finally sure that this was not a coincidence.

There must be something hidden in that nightmare that he didn't know about.

Just like his past life memory awakened for no reason.

In the next few days, the nightmare still came as expected, as long as he fell asleep, it would definitely appear.

Lin Sheng also tried hard to control his body in the dream every time, but to no avail.

Each time, he was surrounded by the same fear. In the dream, the girl in the white dress sitting at the desk in his bedroom maintained the same posture and the same silence every time. Same weird twitching cry.

And the footsteps also kept repeating the previous process, approaching from the corridor.

Fortunately, in order to prevent accidents, Lin Sheng set the alarm clock in advance to avoid accidents.

Every time it just happened to sound when footsteps entered the door.

The harsh alarm clock just woke him up.

It was a precaution he had calculated in advance.

And this kind of life lasted for two weeks.

"According to my previous calculations, from my third dream, the overall length of time is about thirty-five minutes."

"From the fourth to the seventh time, the average fluctuation range is within five minutes, which shows that the time span of this dream is not large."

At night, sitting in front of the desk lamp, Lin Sheng carefully looked up the dream data he had recorded before.

"It's probably good to take an average, and the dream time has been calculated.

Then it is the time from falling into a dream to the sound of footsteps entering the door. According to the previous summary, it has also been confirmed in the previous two dreams. "

He was spinning the pencil in his hand, with a calm face. If it weren't for the sweat remaining on his forehead, it would be hard to believe that he just experienced a long-repeated nightmare.

"Then what I need to do next is to control my body freely before the sound of footsteps enters the door."

Lin Sheng knew himself very well.

He is not a top student, nor is he a genius with a high IQ. The only advantage is that it is calm enough.

Therefore, only by seizing this advantage can he possibly win in this nightmare tug-of-war.

Although he doesn't know what's the use of winning.

But the instinct of the body is constantly warning him that he must not be caught by the owner of the footsteps.

absolute!

Lin Sheng raised his pencil and recorded some data in his notebook. Then snap it shut.

Standing up from the desk, he looked into the distance through the glass window.

The moonlight in the middle of the night was gentle and peaceful, but he felt a little chilly in his body.

Turning around, Lin Sheng was about to go to bed and take a nap, but he hesitated as soon as he sat on the bed.

"Forget it. Don't sleep anymore."

He was silent for a while, and stood up again.

As soon as I fell asleep, I had nightmares, and it was the same nightmare.

This kind of experience made him feel slightly terrified about the bed.

But hesitation is hesitation. In any case, it is impossible not to sleep. The body can't handle it.

Lin Sheng was silent for a while, and finally picked up the wind-up alarm clock, carefully set the time, and then lay down on the bed with all his clothes on.

It's just that the bed was warm and comfortable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his heart, it was like sleeping on pins and needles.

Fortunately, there was no problem this time. Although the nightmare still reappeared, the alarm clock seven times a night made him last till dawn with difficulty.

"What are you doing these days?!" Shen Yan looked at Lin Sheng in horror.

This friend who used to be calm and healthy now has a disastrous complexion, dark circles under his eyes, and a serious lack of rest.

"Why do you have such a bad complexion? Young people need to know how to control themselves." Shen Yan comforted her openly.

Lin Sheng yawned helplessly.

Even if he was sitting in a noisy classroom, he desperately wanted to fall asleep on his stomach.

To him, the so-called noise around him was like a thick layer of sound-proof cloth, which was not harsh at all.

"It's just that I haven't slept well these days." Lin Sheng replied listlessly.

"It's spring at night?" Shen Yan approached with a wretched expression.

"Get lost." Lin Sheng was speechless. "It's just a nightmare."

"Can nightmares make you like this?" Shen Yan was also speechless.

"It's just a repeated nightmare." Lin Sheng said in a low voice. There is nothing to hide about this. Many people have had this experience, but the situation is not as serious as his.

"Do you have repeated nightmares? Then you can check it online. It is said that some people can freely control their dreams and turn their nightmares into good ones. It seems very magical." Shen Yan reminded after thinking about it.

"Really?" Lin Sheng also checked, looking up information about this on the Internet. But can't tell the truth from the fake.

"Really, I've had nightmares before, but dreams, before you go to bed, you must not read horror stories. You must not have anything to worry about or fear. Otherwise, you will definitely have nightmares!" Shen Yan said seriously.

"Really?" Lin Sheng nodded.

He has also found this statement before. But not confirmed.

"Believe it or not, I used to love to have nightmares. After I discovered this method later, I never had nightmares again. The so-called thinking by day and dreaming at night is the truth." Shen Yan said seriously.

"Really?" Lin Sheng's eyes flashed, and he stopped talking.

"You don't have any energy at all, why don't I take you to the gymnastics club for a while?" Shen Yan was serious for a few seconds, and immediately changed back to a wretched look.

"forget it"

"Tsk tsk tsk, can't even the gym suit and beautiful white legs arouse your interest?" Shen Yan suddenly felt emotional.

".I just want to sleep well now." Lin Sheng was helpless.

After school in the afternoon, when he got home, he was surprised to find that his parents had come back early.

Mom Gu Wanqiu was cooking in the kitchen. Father Lin Niannian sat in the living room and read the newspaper.

My sister, Lin Xiao, is not here, and has already returned to the university to continue her classes.

Seeing Lin Sheng coming home, father Lin Niannian put down the newspaper and stared at his face worriedly.

"Why is your complexion so bad recently? Are you sick? Don't be stubborn, kid. Some illnesses can't be overcome."

"It's okay, Dad." Lin Sheng replied while changing his slippers, "It's just that I haven't had a good rest these days."

"It's fine, you kid." Before the father finished speaking, he saw Lin Sheng put down his schoolbag, turned around and walked quickly to the bedroom.

After a while, there was a loud bang, and the bedroom door slammed shut. Everything returned to calm.

"This boy..." Lin Zhounian looked at his wife who heard the voice in surprise, and both of them showed a trace of worry on their faces.

"Dad's side isn't all right yet, don't have problems with the two children." Gu Wanqiu said worriedly.

"I'll keep an eye on it, don't worry about it, hurry up and cook!" Lin Zhounian waved his hand.