After a simple rebirth

It was almost nine o'clock when Fu Ying and Fu Zhe returned home. Fu's father was about to get off work, so he had to go back to cook some noodles for him.

After Fu Ma came back and had supper, Fu Ying, who had nothing to do, was stopped by Fu Ma.

"Have you showered?"

"Get ready, go to bed right after you shower."

"You always take a shower so late. I've told you not to take a shower too late, and not to wash your hair after 9pm. You'll get rheumatic headaches in the future."

Okay, with the familiar lines and mumbling, Fu Ying could only quickly answer, "I'm not washing my hair today, I'll take a quick shower."

After Fu Ying and her brother finished taking a shower, Fu's parents were ready to go to bed, so they hid on the second floor, and the wooden floor made loud "thump thump" sounds when they were stepped on.

Mother Fu shouted again, "Run slower and don't run so loudly, or the landlord will come over and talk to you later."

The second floor was separated by wooden planks by the landlord, and there were no rooms. You could see it all at once. There was a 1.2-meter bed on the right and in the front, which Fu's father built himself. The two beds were at right angles. On the left was a rope extending from the stairs to the front window, with clothes hanging on it.

Don't think about privacy. In the past, the whole family slept in one room, with Fu Zhe sleeping on the upper bunk, Fu Ma and Fu Ying sleeping on the lower bunk, and Fu Dad sleeping on the floor. Now that they have their own bed, Fu Zhe and Fu Ying feel very good about it.

Fu Zhe lay on the bed on the right. Fu Ying walked forward. Her bed was next to the skylight in front. She had no memory of sleeping here before. The sheets and pillow looked unfamiliar.

In fact, I am not used to it. I bought a four-piece set in "reality" just to lie on the bed and play with my phone comfortably at night. Looking at this bed with poor material, messy colors and messy things, the difference is not too big.

Ignoring the discomfort, Fu Ying also lay in bed. It was really hard to get used to the days without a mobile phone. As a heavy novel reader, Fu Ying would lie in bed and read novels after taking a bath every day, and fall asleep when she felt sleepy.

Fu Ying could only start her old routine hypnosis method and tell today's story in English: Today I have a special dream....

He fell asleep a few minutes after he finished the story.

"Fu Ying, Fu Ying, get up and buy some groceries later. I'll put the money under your pillow. Buy some bean sprouts to stir-fry and heat up some sour soup. Remember to start cooking at 10:30."

"Fu Ying, Fu Ying...buy groceries...pillow...ten o'clock..." Fu Ying was dazed and felt someone calling her. She couldn't hear what was said and fell asleep again.

Fu Ying woke up at the biological clock and habitually reached under the pillow to find her phone. Fu Ying's biological clock is usually 9:40, but sometimes she would wake up at 7:00 or 8:00. Fu Ying wanted to check what time it was and whether she could continue sleeping. She didn't find it under the pillow. Without opening her eyes, she continued to feel around within the reach of her hands, but her hands drooped. Fu Ying thought she had slept at the edge of the bed and moved closer. While moving and feeling, her hands hit the wall. Fu Ying woke up a little. Did she move into the bed so quickly? She opened her hands and tried to feel both sides, but found that her arms could not be straightened. One side hit the wall, and the other side was hammering down.

Fu Ying opened her eyes in confusion. It was not a white ceiling, but a sloping wooden ceiling. She tilted her head and saw a bed on the other side of the right angle. Little Black Charcoal was sleeping on it. Underneath was the cool mat that Fu Ying hated the most, the kind that would break several strands of hair when she got up. The middle was empty, with school uniforms hanging on colorful hangers on the ropes. The short-sleeved shirts were obviously deformed after being washed.

The scene before bed yesterday.

But wasn’t yesterday just a dream?

Can I continue to dream in my dream? Can I wake up from my dream and continue dreaming again?