unspoken

My name is Lin Yan, and I am a student of the Engineering College of M University.

Like most people, I live an ordinary life, every day in the dormitory and cafeteria of the teaching building, there are no aliens invading the earth, and there is no sudden atomic bomb dropped on my head.

Just when I thought I would live a busy but ordinary life all my life until I die, one thing changed me completely.

I can often dream about a person - of course other people have this experience, but mine is a bit strange.

It's not once or twice occasionally, if that can be regarded as a coincidence, what I dreamed is like a serial drama.

And those dreams were not very pleasant.

I could see his painful expression when he was wrapped around the neck by the long-haired female ghost, it was so real that when I woke up, I couldn't tell whether I was in reality or not.

When he was grabbed by the ankle by a hand poking out of the mud, I was so scared that I screamed in my dream.

When he and I discovered that the plaster statue contained a corpse at the same time; when he was scratched by a ghost; when he went to the hell...

My heart was in pain because I could only watch what he was going through, feel what he was feeling, but couldn't do anything about it.

Because these are dreams.

But what if this is not a dream?

This is not a dream...

……

Lin Yan woke up from the dream.

He panted, looked at the white ceiling and the familiar room, and then slowly calmed down.

He dreamed that another soul in Yin You's body was pulled away.

The pain of the soul being torn out of the body seemed to be transmitted to Lin Yan, making him struggle to wake up.

Like a fish being fished out of water, Lin Yan lifted the quilt, took off his sweat-drenched vest, and walked into the shower room to take a cold shower.

At 08:30, Lin Yan came out of the rental room.

He doesn't live with a roommate, he's gone out and rented a room since he was plagued by nightmares.

His friend Zhong Yue was waiting downstairs, seeing Lin Yan's pale face, he asked helplessly, "Today too?"

Lin Yan nodded.

Zhong Yue sighed, "It's been almost a month, is it really okay if you don't go to the hospital?"

Lin Yan didn't speak.

Zhong Yue is the only one who knows that Lin Yan is having continuous dreams.

Lin Yan was unwilling to tell the people around him at first, but his condition got worse and worse. Zhong Yue, who was still his roommate at the time, was the first to notice it, and he was the only one who calmed down Lin Yan, who was awakened and on the verge of collapse. .

Zhong Yue saw that Lin Yan didn't want to say more, and he didn't force anything anymore. As long as Lin Yan didn't speak, he would refuse, and there was no room for negotiation.

Zhong Yue wondered, what should he do to help his friend?

He thought, and suddenly, he seemed to think of a feasible solution.

"Do you want to write it down?" Zhong Yue said.

Lin Yan was puzzled, write it down?Write what?

"Write down what you dreamed, and use it as a vent, maybe you will let it go, and you won't have such a dream again." Zhong Yue said.Of course, he has no idea about the second half of the sentence, and he is really not sure if he will stop dreaming again if he does this.

Although Zhong Yue didn't know what the supernatural power was, Lin Yan would have this kind of dream, since it wasn't a mental problem, the reason was not simple.

Lin Yan didn't speak, but after thinking about it carefully, he thought it was feasible.

Write... just write.

That night, he returned to his rental apartment and opened the laptop in the closet.

Looking at the flashing cursor, he typed four words.

It goes without saying.

These four words are the beginning of it all.

……

Today, two years later, Lin Yan opened the document and quietly read the chapters he wrote in the past two years.

Looking at those words, he remembered the horrible things, painful things, and warm and peaceful things he dreamed at night.

He watched the growth of the protagonists in his writing, the joys and sorrows of the supporting characters, and the emotional journey of others he described.

If it is said that writing this at the beginning is a bit of venting and confiding, then after writing it, it is like cultivating a plant, becoming more and more fascinated and unable to let it go.

But stories always have an end.

Ever since Yin You couldn't see those ghosts and couldn't attract those things, Lin Yan never dreamed of him again.

Go to sleep deeply every night and wake up peacefully during the day.

A night without dreams.

He slept well, looked better, and became much healthier.

Zhong Yue wept with joy when he found out, and patted him on the shoulder heavily, saying that this is really great.

However, only Lin Yan knew that he had really improved, but his heart was a little empty.

An indescribable feeling.

……

The graduation season of the third year came quickly.

Zhong Yue and Lin Yan held their graduation certificates, took graduation photos, and then walked back.

Lin Yan, who graduated from university, is much taller and stronger than when he first entered school. It can't be seen that he is a thin and slender person who was haunted by nightmares two years ago.

After finishing that story, Lin Yan never wrote again.

No matter how soft and stubborn Zhong Yue was, he still focused on writing.

This caused Zhong Yue, who is a loyal fan, a headache for a while, but it didn't take long for Zhong Yue to stop pursuing it. After all, as long as Lin Yan lives well, that's enough.

Now he was walking with Zhong Yue, listening to what Zhong Yue said, occasionally nodding his head in response - what made Zhong Yue dumbfounded was that his reticence to talk hadn't changed.

However, the laughter from a distance made Lin Yan stop.

Lin Yan turned his head and looked in the direction of the speaker. He saw a familiar person.

The man was wearing a fitted dark police uniform, and his clean, cropped hair suited his handsome, mature face.After the man finished speaking, he looked at the man in the white coat in front of him and smiled heartily.

Lin Yan looked at him. He was very familiar with that face. Although he had matured a lot, he would not fail to recognize it.

That's right, that's what he dreamed about, and it's also the protagonist of his novel, Yin You.

And the man in white standing beside him, holding a graduation certificate like Lin Yan, was Yin Sha.

At that moment, Lin Yan felt that everything was clear at a glance.

The person he dreamed of was real, and the things he dreamed of...had actually happened.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Lin Yan didn't follow, Zhong Yue turned his head to see him standing behind blankly, and stared at the two strangers not far away in a daze.

Lin Yan looked away and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I thought I saw an acquaintance, but I recognized the wrong person." Lin Yan said.

Zhong Yue was puzzled, but he didn't feel relieved, he dragged Lin Yan to the food street.

……

At that time, Lin Yan didn't go forward because he knew that to them, he was just a stranger who couldn't be stranger.

They themselves are just a familiar stranger who knows what they are going through.

They have their due lives, and Lin Yan has absolutely no need to get involved.

But he can dream about what they have experienced, and now let him see these two people, and realize that all of this is real and not illusory, so what's the point?

Sitting in front of the computer, Lin Yan pondered for a long time, and finally he looked at the jumping cursor, and suddenly, he understood.

He added an extra line at the end of the article.

That's a line that ends in many, many stories.

——The story will have an ending, but the ending does not mean the end, but a new and different beginning.

——Their lives are still going on.

As for the truth, let him remain silent.

The author has something to say:

It's over, and I'm thinking about a side story!

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