I was on the clouds

The benefit of taking sertraline is that Ye Xi started to feel slightly drowsy.

Ye Xi's sleep time since she was a child is surprisingly short. She often only feels energetic after sleeping for four or five hours. If she sleeps for an extra hour, she will be very tired.

When she was in the second grade of elementary school, she learned that normal people need 8 hours of sleep when she read a book. She found it incredible that human beings spend one-third of their time sleeping 24 hours a day, which is different from those who eat and sleep. What is the difference between a pig that is not eaten? It is a waste of life.

Of course, this kind of thinking was really extreme at the time. After reading many books about sleep, Ye Xicai discovered that sleep is an unfathomable science.

For those who can sleep soundly as soon as their heads hit the pillow, sleep is not worth mentioning. However, for those who have serious sleep problems, sleep is like Riemann's conjecture, and they are still helpless after racking their brains.

Ye Xi's sleep time has reached eight hours now - the sleep time that is no different from that of a pig in her eyes.

But she still needs a long time to sleep, Ye Sheng suggested that she look at physics and math problems, this is Ye Sheng's magic trick when dealing with insomnia.

However, this suggestion was quickly rejected by Ye Xi. Doing math and physics problems can only make Ye Xi excited. She once stayed up for two days to do a competition exercise, and the answers she wrote were copied by the competition teacher happily. , taking her problem-solving steps as a classic example of conciseness.

Ye Xi was also the one who did the exercise book in the class very quickly. Ye Xi would write the answers in the exercise book about two days after it was sent out.

Teachers would take away the answers in the middle and high school workbooks. At this time, her workbooks began to be circulated throughout the grades. In the end, she was called into the office by many teachers in turn, and the workbooks completed in advance were confiscated.

This night, Ye Xi finally ushered in Duke Zhou after a long recovery.

After the overwhelming darkness, cold white light came in layer by layer.

The scene in the dream gradually revealed its outline in the cold white light, and the details of every plant and tree made one feel chills down the spine.

Bare wooden pillars, with raised nails stapled to them, and the nails are full of messy things, such as thin rusty iron chains, bullwhips for grazing cattle, and old four-wheeled carts. Shaft.

The cross-section of the wooden pillar is so large that an adult's arm can barely hold it in his arms. There are three such thick wooden pillars in this warehouse, and the outermost pillar is full of small holes eaten by insects.

Ye Xi knew all this, with her eyes closed, she knew how many long nails were nailed to each pillar and what was hanging on each long nail, she was very familiar with this place.

This is a warehouse built hastily with bricks and wood, the roof is covered with iron sheets and straw, and stacks of yellow paper are stacked against the wall, with red marks printed on them.

This kind of yellow paper is not commonly used, but you can see the shadow of this kind of paper in every place where people pay homage to the dead. If it is during the Ghost Festival or Qingming Festival, the ashes left after the burning of this kind of paper can be seen everywhere.

More than ten years ago, it was a paper mill, specializing in the production of yellow paper for the dead.

The red brick houses have faded, and the bricks and tiles are blackened by the black smoke from the chimney.

The paper mill and the warehouse for storing yellow paper are connected together. Opposite them is a high mountain of paper, where the waste paper collected from the garbage is piled up there. Big blue trucks with peeling paint are always pulled in and out. For a truckload of waste paper, the people at the waste collection station will also drive large trucks to deliver the goods here.

These are all kinds of paper, waste books in cardboard boxes, most of them are books, and there are all kinds of books. They are piled up there, about six meters high, and these are made of yellow paper. raw material.

This pile of paper mountains is the source of Ye Xi's happiness. Under the scorching sun, she struggled to climb up this pile of paper mountains, and picked and picked among a pile of musty paper. When she was four years old, she found a big cardboard box. , which contained a set of primary school textbooks, a few tapes, a well-preserved Walkman and an exercise book without the cover.

She excitedly dragged the cardboard box into her room, played the tapes on the Walkman every day, sat on the small bench and recited Apozid, Fogo, and learned it by herself in a few days. Pinyin, learned addition and subtraction, and read all those textbooks in a month and a half. She likes math books the most. Those funny symbols are like fairy magic wands in fairy tales. When combined with different numbers, they can form different changes. .

Among them, Ye Xi likes the exercise book without the cover the most. Every word in it looks so interesting. Every question is a game that can make her happy. The real answer hides between the lines and hides with her. Cat, but she can always catch the result of hiding behind, and she can laugh happily for a long time every time.

At this time, she found the real treasures and rescued them before they turned into a pile of yellow paper.

Ye Xi sat on a large light brown stone in front of the warehouse and appealed, while the girl wearing gun-colored glasses leaned on her chin and listened quietly.

Her long hair hangs over her shoulders, and the outline of the back of her head is very beautiful. It can be seen that she has a good bone appearance. She asked softly, "Then, do this warehouse and that paper mountain still exist?".

Ye Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "It doesn't exist anymore. Later, this warehouse caught fire and killed a person, and the business of the paper mill was not very good at that time, so we simply closed it." ".

The eyes behind the lens blinked, and she asked curiously, "Why did it catch fire?"

The corners of Ye Xi's mouth curled up slightly, and the light in his eyes was sharp and frightening.

"Because I set the fire."

The person wearing glasses was shocked, her eyes widened, she looked at Ye Xi, stammered and said incoherently: "But, but I think you should like this place very much."

Ye Xi's expression seemed to have just eaten a bunch of flies, and the disgusted expression distorted the beautiful features on her face, she said coldly: "I like it, why should I like it, everything here is terrible, I can't wait for the fire Put it in a few years earlier, and burn everyone in it."

The girl pushed her glasses and combed her long hair with her fingers helplessly.

However, before she could apologize, the sullen Ye Xi smiled again. She looked at the fidgeting girl and said slowly, "Why should I be angry with the person in my dream? I don't want others to understand me." , even if I had imagined it before, it was because I was too naive."

The glasses on the bridge of the nose were pushed up by the girl again.

Ye Xi taunted her sarcastically: "Hey, don't waste your energy, the frame will keep falling if your nose collapses, and it's useless if you push it up a hundred times."

The girl gave a good-tempered smile, took off her glasses, turned her face sideways, pointed to her nose and said with a pleasant face, "My nose is not flat, you see, I am taller and straighter than many boys. Pushing my glasses is just a subconscious reaction when I am too nervous. And my name is Chi Xiangnuan, who is late, who is going, who is warm, who is warm."

When will the person in the dream be able to make up a name for himself?Self-awareness is too strong.

Ye Xi sneered at this: "Chi Xiangnuan, isn't it? Is your brain flooded? Even nervousness has to be expressed with a gesture, for fear that others will not know that you are nervous?".

"Uh..." Chi Xiangnuan was stunned for a moment, pulling his hair and looking at Ye Xi stupidly.

Ye Xi twitched his lips, looked away from her, sat on a rock and looked up at the sky. There was no sun in the sky, and there was no cloud. There was no sun in her dreams. Ever since there was another person in the dream, Ye Xi Hee's very abstract and quiet dreams are gone forever.

The girl who claimed to be Chi Xiangnuan was still not angry, she leaned over to Ye Xi and asked weakly: "Why do you hate this place, is there something that hurt you deeply, I did the same, when I was a child Sitting well on the stool, I was suddenly scratched by cats from relatives’ house. For a while, I hated cats very much. When I saw cats, I used stones to hit them. Although I couldn’t hit them every time, when I grew up I am also very afraid of cats, wishing that this species of cats would disappear from the earth.”

Is there anything that has hurt you particularly deeply.

Is there anything that has hurt you deeply?

These words reached her heart along her ears, Ye Xi's hand was clenched suddenly, thousands of hatred in her heart protruded densely packed tentacles from the deep buried soil, her light golden eye and that gray eye They looked at Chi Xiangnuan together, the strange color looked very eerie and eerie under the light, Chi Xiangnuan's body shrank back, and he reached out to push the glasses on the bridge of his nose again, Ye Xi looked at her for a while, and even smiled I got up: "Yeah, you are the same, then I am not wrong, but if I were you, I would catch the cat that dared to scratch my face, and chop off its paw that scratched me with a kitchen knife." .

Chi Xiangnuan was taken aback by Ye Xi's hostility, looked at Ye Xi blankly with eyes behind the lens, and said dryly, "I dare not, I'm dizzy."

Ye Xi smiled mockingly: "I'm so cowardly."

Chi Xiangnuan sighed, and said with great emotion: "It's true." After he finished speaking, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Ye Xi eagerly, and asked weakly again: "Since you opened the door of knowledge here when you were young, how do you know?" Why do you hate this place so much?"

Ye Xi stretched out his finger and pointed upwards, and said, "Look up, see if there is that talisman paper pasted on the door, although it is a bit small, you can still see it clearly if you look closely."

Chi Xiangnuan raised her neck and looked up, and she saw a small piece of dusty paper with a bunch of strange lines drawn on it. She looked at Ye Xi with a puzzled face and asked, "Then what does it matter?" ".

Ye Xi let out a long breath, sat on the big rock and leaned against the brick wall behind, and said with a sneer: "I was born in this warehouse, and I was born a month prematurely, and the day I was born happened to be the Ghost Festival. The talisman was prepared for me. As soon as my front foot was born, they pasted the talisman on the door with the back foot. Not only this warehouse, but also the door of the place where I live has this talisman paper, which is said to suppress ghosts."

Once you start, the follow-up is easy.

It was like a small pebble falling into a deep, calm pool, and the ripples began to spread. When the ripples were about to stop, new pebbles fell, and new ripples began to appear again.

Those rising ripples broke the illusion of calm in the deep pool, and the hidden vortex underneath was about to sweep everything.

Ye Xi closed his eyes, tried hard to drive out the shadowy figures in his mind, and told the old things in his dream.

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