Marvel's Fantasia

"Cynthia, did you meet any men when you went to Chicago?" Steve asked.

Cynthia, who was chatting with Steve, was taken aback, and said, "Yes, not only men, but also women."

Hearing the other party's emphasis, Steve smiled and didn't ask again.

Steve had a rest today, so he called Cynthia, and Cynthia answered it quickly. She had nothing to do at home, and expressed her happiness for receiving the call, saying that the other party could call back when she was free, and she would always receive it.

Most of the conversation between the two was that Cynthia said that Steve was listening. There was no way, Steve could not reveal too much war information on the phone, and Cynthia also expressed her understanding.

Just when Cynthia finished speaking and was drinking water in the middle, Steve suddenly asked again: "Do you remember James?"

"James?" If it was the James they both knew, Cynthia thought about it for a while, and suddenly said: "Is it the James from our next class? Remember, why, he also joined the army? Is he in the same army as you?"

"It's not that James." Steve stopped the other party's question and said helplessly: "Forget it, it's nothing, I probably made a mistake."

Although Cynthia was also puzzled, seeing that the other party didn't want to talk about it anymore, she continued to talk about the topic she just talked about.

In October, the autumn is crisp, the scenery is pleasant, the fruits are abundant, and the grains are plentiful.Okay, that's all for today. Cynthia said that it's been too long since I used idioms, and I really can't think of other adjectives.

Now that the weather is getting cooler, people become lethargic.Struggling to get up, Cynthia yawned and walked to the kitchen, planning to make a simple omelette for breakfast with the leftover bread from last night.

Skillfully firing, her hand took out an egg from the box beside her. At this moment, another yawn struck her, so she squinted her eyes and knocked on the egg.

"clatter!"

She reached out and broke the eggshell...huh?Why is there no hole?Did she just knock it open?

After yawning, Cynthia opened her eyes and looked at the... golden egg in her hand? !She was a little confused, thinking that she had misread, so she closed her eyes tightly, and then opened them after a few seconds.Well, it's confirmed now, the one in my hand is indeed a golden egg.

She calmly turned off the fire, put down the golden egg, picked up the knife on the chopping board, and moved it quietly in the living room.

She squatted down suddenly to look at the bottom of the sofa, it was very good, there were only the socks she lost two days ago.

"Shua—" He opened the curtains and saw nothing.

In this way, Cynthia searched all over the house, and she searched all the places where people could hide, but she didn't find any figure or sudden footprints.

After returning to the kitchen to put the knife away, she picked up the golden egg suspiciously, shook it by her ear, but there was no sound, so it is solid?Nearly 50 grams of golden eggs? !

Cynthia walked out of the pawn shop happily, and there was a sum of cash in her backpack at the moment. She had never seen so much money in her life, so excited!

That's right, Cynthia sold the golden eggs. Although the current gold is not very valuable due to economic reasons, it is still a huge sum of money for her!

After all, the cake shop's business is not good now, so she went to help out as a volunteer, without asking for wages, and relying on the money she earned before to maintain her life.

Cynthia didn't pay much attention to the appearance of the golden egg. She just thought that the store owner made a mistake and put a golden egg in it and forgot to take it away, so she missed it.

The excitement of picking up a bargain could have lasted for a long time, and Cynthia thought so too, but it disappeared after three days.

In the evening, after eating, Cynthia washed the tableware and dried her hands. When she saw the eggs in the box, she was suddenly inspired and wrote and sang: "Oh, egg, you are the golden egg that was left behind. It was supposed to be lying in the safe, but it appeared in my hand!"

She picked up an egg and continued singing to it: "Oh, egg, you are an ordinary egg, you should have turned into a chicken and continued to lay eggs, but now..."

Cynthia's singing stopped abruptly, and she was a little dazed looking at the sand in her hand.

What was she doing just now?Oh, sing.

and after?Later, he took the egg and sang.

Then what?Then she saw that the egg in her hand slowly turned into a pile of sand, left between her fingers, leaving only a handful in her hand.

Cynthia felt that she should be sleepy, leading to hallucinations.Until the next morning, when she came to the kitchen, she saw the sand on the ground, which should have appeared in a dream.

Cynthia: "..."

At night, Cynthia sat by the bed. After cleaning up the sand on the ground in the morning, she went to the doctor silently.

After seeing the doctor, Cynthia returned home and stayed in a daze until night.

——Time back to the hospital——

Cynthia: "Doctor, I think I'm sick."

Doctor: "Do you have dizziness, headache, nausea, vomiting?"

Cynthia: "No."

Doctor: "Then you feel loss of appetite and weakness in limbs?"

Cynthia: "No, I ate two hamburgers before I came here, but I don't seem full yet?"

Doctor: "...Then what's wrong with you?"

Cynthia: "I think I saw hallucinations, it seems that it's not hallucinations, how should I put it, I was balabala a few mornings ago..."

The doctor was very patient. After listening to Cynthia's symptoms, he said, "Miss, I regret to tell you..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Cynthia rushed forward: "No, doctor, how long can I live, I don't want to die..."

With the help of the nurse, the doctor successfully pulled back his leg, and comforted him: "Miss, what I meant just now is that I am an internal medicine department here, and I can't solve your problem. I suggest you go to the neurosurgery department." .”

——Time back to the present——

Recalling her muddle-headed day, Cynthia sighed. She looked at the medicine beside the bed. These were medicines prescribed by a psychiatrist, and they said phenobarbital or something. She didn’t know what they were for, but taking Medicine is better than no medicine.

That's it, a dreamless night.