Lost Narrative Poetry

The day passed like this.

The night that Xia Ran hated most came once again, covering the earth quietly and quickly. Or it should be said that it is not that he hates nights, but that he rejects the pattern of having to sleep and possibly dreaming.

But he can't stop being a human being, so he still has to rest and cannot be on standby for a long time. This is something that is not negotiable as a human being.

The only thing he could do was to pray that he wouldn't have nightmares. After all, it was so pitiful that in the past year or so, he had been forced to develop into the ultimate form of a "true literary youth"——

To be fair, it is really not a normal style for a high school boy of his age to spend all day and night holding poetry collections or other literary reading materials, carefully reading and pondering, cultivating his body and mind...

But he doesn't dare to watch movies, anime, or novels... He's just afraid of receiving some troublesome information, which will eventually lead to a dream scene that he simply can't handle or absolutely doesn't want to see.

But what can he do? He is also desperate! Even if such a method is adopted, there is still no way to completely prevent the occurrence of nightmares. It can only be said to have effectively reduced the frequency of nightmares.

After all, in the modern information society, as long as he does not really move into the mountains and forests, and completely isolate himself from the world, then it will be difficult to ensure that the information he receives has been strictly screened——

When he turned on the TV, he didn't know what kind of advertisements or pictures he would see...

When he was surfing the Internet, he didn't know what kind of pop-up information would appear on the web page he opened. It might just be a movie trailer...

When he walks on the street, he doesn't know what kind of advertisements he might see. When he's in a bookstore, he doesn't know which book cover title he might see and make associations...

——Strictly speaking, these things are part of the information he received from the outside world. They are inevitable and cannot be chosen.

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Cook, eat, wash, organize some housework, and then write today’s diary and notes...

It was as if the ticking sound of a clock was resounding. Anyway, after Xia Ran finished everything, time had inevitably passed, and the hands were already close to eleven o'clock.

Of course, Xia Ran didn't intend to fight stubbornly, because no matter how much he was delayed, he still needed to rest, which would not fundamentally solve the problem. And his situation is different. Staying up late to practice immortality is a taboo...

——His health is not good to begin with, and his foundation is even worse. He doesn’t want to rise to the top of the Immortal Class at such a young age.

That's why he won't have trouble with himself at this time. Once the appropriate time comes, Xia Ran will simply throw himself on the bed.

Of course, the best expectation for him is not to have any dreams at all, and sleeping until dawn is naturally the best. The second thing is not to have nightmares, no matter what kind of dream it is, as long as it is not a nightmare.

After all, Xia Ran's definition of her lucid dream is a golden finger with great side effects - nightmares are the most terrifying side effects. Although other dreams are golden fingers, they can also cause great confusion and inconvenience to real life.

He didn't know how much time passed. He was lying in bed, thinking about what happened today, and finally fell asleep. Then... he ushered in a very familiar state of half-dream and half-awake.

In this state, Xia Ran's spirit seemed to have a strange split. Part of his consciousness was still immersed in sleep, while the other part of his consciousness seemed to be separated from the subject, and it appeared in a strange third person. Feel how things develop.

Under this situation, as long as she gathered her willpower and forced herself to start thinking actively, Xia Ran immediately "awakened".

Isn’t that what the so-called lucid dream is? Dreamers remain conscious during sleep and have the ability to think and remember when they are awake. Some people can even make their dreams feel as real as the real world, but they know that they are in a dream.

——This is what he is like.

However, this time it seemed to be subtly different, and there seemed to be some strange changes in the dream.

"Hmm——? What is...where is this place?"

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The overflowing light illuminated the space white.

This is a pure white world, very clean, only pure white.

There is really only a piece of pure white. Other than that, there is nothing. The ground is also so flat that there is no curvature at all...

Xia Ran looked around in confusion, completely confused about what the dream was about this time. He walked around in this pure white world but found no changes, and after thinking hard, he didn't find any inspiration.

Among the external information I have received recently, is there any relevant information like this?

He thought hard and racked his brains, but to no avail. He wondered if he had completely forgotten what he had seen... But it was worth mentioning that in this pure white world, he seemed to have a strange sense of peace of mind. feel.

And just as Xia Ran continued to be confused and entangled, a slightly frivolous voice suddenly sounded from the surrounding area, making him startled -

"Welcome, oh my, oh my, it really moved me to tears. Finally, a new person is here..."

"Who?! What?"

Xia Ran looked around with great vigilance, but could not see anyone else besides herself in this pure white space.

Sure enough, he knew that nothing good could happen. It must be the various anomalies and monsters born in nightmares like before, right?

"...Hohoho, guess what I am?"

The source of the sound was so uncertain that there was no way to determine its direction. Moreover, even the volume and tone of the sound were constantly rotating and changing. It was even more mysterious than the 3D surround sound effect, so that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. .

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"Would you like to guess whether I can guess?" After a moment of silence, Xia Ran said slightly mockingly. He did not panic because of this, but quickly calmed down.

After all, he has encountered dangerous situations and scary monsters in dreams many times, so of course it is impossible to say that he has not grown at all. Although it is said that you should run at critical moments, as long as there is a chance...but panic will not appear easily.

More importantly, he felt that the worst possible outcome would be to be frightened and killed once in a dream. Although the feeling was uncomfortable, it would not extend into reality, and that was enough.

It's like playing some suffering games. Although you continue to die and die under various conspiracies and malicious intentions, and are tortured by various ways of death in extremely painful ways, it is still the character's encounter in the game, and the player's spirit in reality is no longer the same. Painful and not life-threatening.

This is the source of his confidence——

A mentality similar to suffering when playing a game. Although I don’t want to suffer in my heart, I’m not really afraid of the death of the characters in the game.

"Tch! What a boring newcomer. He doesn't know how to cooperate at all..."

Probably because he didn't get the expected result, the voice seemed a little disappointed.

Immediately afterwards, some kind of very strange "disturbance" appeared in this pure white space. It was not only invisible to the naked eye, but also not a sound or shock wave. But strangely, Xia Ran could sense it.

Then, a... vague humanoid outline appeared in front of his eyes.

To be precise, the air rippled like water waves. Like a clumsy projection, a human-like thing appeared. The specific appearance was completely unreal due to the strange interweaving of colors, but it felt like a human being.

"what are you?"

Xia Ran subconsciously took a small step back, staring closely at the other party's appearance, and hesitantly asked the previous question again.

At the same time, his consciousness was spinning rapidly, trying his best to search for possible information, but he just couldn't remember what strange information he had received recently, so that the current dream unfolded so strangely.

A pure white space...

A vague humanoid existence...

It should obviously be a very obvious feature, but no matter how much he searched in his mind, he couldn't remember the corresponding information.

"...I am your guide, newcomer."

The vague human figure made an ambiguous and erratic sound, and it still had the strange feeling that the volume and direction of the sound were constantly changing, completely unstable, as if electromagnetic communication was being interfered with.

"Guide? What guide?"

"Hmph, this is a game. It doesn't matter who created this game. It may be gods, it may be demons, it may be aliens or future humans. In short, you are a member of this game. , or in other words, now he has become a member of this game.”

The vague human figure sneered, and the low words spread like a demon, accompanied by the oppressive cold air pressure——

"Putting a choice in the city makes them feel confused, and they feel that they are in front of corrupt people. When they choose this game, they will be sent to the scenes of various horror movies..."

"Wait a minute, do you think I haven't watched "Infinite Horror"?" Xia Ran twitched the corner of her mouth, and then hit the nail on the head with extremely sharp eyes.

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"Huh?" The vague human figure suddenly froze.

Xia Ran couldn't help but frown slightly, as if this monster could communicate, and at least for now, it didn't seem to be hostile. Also, the other party's words seemed to reveal some very subtle information.

For example, he had indeed read that novel, but only in a dream.

Vaguely, he felt that he was finally close to the truth. Maybe everything could be answered... today?

"Ahem, in that case, I won't joke anymore. Welcome to the great white space, which is the center connecting the worlds..."

At this time, the vague human figure restrained his tone and said seriously -

"We have observed you, newcomer. This is not reality, nor an illusion, but hyperreality."

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The world has taken off its majestic mask towards its lover.

It became smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss.