Nanming Interpretation of Dreams

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Above the sky, the moon is full of stars, and under the sky, the sky is full of yellow sand.

The tombstones made of huge stones are covered with knife and sword marks. Behind the tombstones are graves that cannot see the boundaries. The number is more than the stars in the sky tonight.

The young man in white robe felt a little ironic, his bright red lips raised the corners of his mouth, coughed a few times, dragged his crippled body up, and took a step to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.The bloody water flowed down the palm of his hand and fell into the loess, it was impossible to tell whether it was bloody water or yellow muddy water.

His thin body is like a fragile branch and leaf, unable to withstand the howling wind, and will be torn to pieces at any time.But he still walked forward stubbornly, and every time he took a step, he could hear the voice of that person, full of distress and eagerly shouting: Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu...

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Year [-]x, spring day, cloudy and rainy.

As the saying goes, spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke, but it has rained continuously for seven days and seven nights, and it is as mellow as wine, and people's desire for sunshine and dryness cannot be resisted.It was clearly only three o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky outside the lecture theater window was as dark as the evening. It really didn't make people interested in listening to the history of the Jokhang Emperor in the humid and sultry lecture theater.

"There are few famous emperors in the history of Dazhao, and there are as many capable generals as a cow. The emperor we are talking about today is the emperor of the dynasty that I like to adapt to TV dramas recently. He restructured the army and reformed politics..."

"He is most famous for the reform of Changyang, killing millions of Luo family soldiers. This is actually a bit exaggerated. I don't like the adaptation of TV dramas, which caused many students to have a prejudice against the emperor. It is true that the Luo family army has an indelible role in the history of Dazhao. His achievements have created countless miracles, especially in the Southern Border Campaign..."

The classroom is messy, the professor on the podium is old, speaks slowly, and his drawn-out voice is like a lullaby. As soon as the lecture starts, a group of students can fall down, let alone Cui Anlan, who has not slept all night.

He just gave up struggling, lay down on the table, and even talked in his sleep.

His dream talk was not loud at first, and Yu Dongwen, who was sitting next to him and taking notes carefully, could hear it, but after a while, Cui Anlan seemed to go crazy, calling frantically: "Cheng Yu!"

"Cheng Yu!"

Seeing this, Yu Dongwen immediately covered Cui Anlan's mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "An Lan, Cui Anlan, ouch, my young master, wake up, you're talking in your sleep again!"

He covered Cui Anlan's mouth with one hand, and pushed Cui Anlan's body with the other, but Cui Anlan seemed to be in a nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter how much he shouted.

What was even more frightening was that the more Yu Dongwen pushed, the louder Cui Anlan called out.

The louder "Cheng Yu!" finally caused the whole classroom to focus on the two of them.

Yu Dongwen could feel the curious gazes of the people around him, so he couldn't help but stomp Cui Anlan's foot hard, this foot finally woke Cui Anlan up, and also raised the voice of Cui Anlan's sleeping talk to the maximum decibel.

The sound of "Cheng Yu" resounding throughout the classroom finally came out from Cui Anlan's mouth. The sound was so penetrating that even the students outside the corridor couldn't help but look over their heads, wanting to see what happened in the classroom.

But as soon as I stretched my head, I saw the only standing student in the classroom, who opened his eyes and said in disbelief: "I'm not talking in my sleep again?"

The students around burst into laughter immediately after listening to it, and even the professor, who never cared about classroom discipline, couldn't help but patted the microphone and said, "Ahem, be quiet, be quiet, student Cui Anlan, it's okay to sleep in class, say Talking in your sleep is not good. Next time if you do this again, I will tell your brother-in-law!"

Cui Anlan's brother-in-law is a new professor at Nanming University. He has just turned 35 and is already a key member of the school.

Cui Anlan was not afraid when he heard the professor's threats, and smiled and said, "Professor, my brother-in-law is very busy, so don't bother him."

Without a trace of shame, he sat back in his seat, and thankfully glanced at Yu Dongwen who was about to die of shame: "Thank you, brother!"

Yu Dongwen felt that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes knowing Cui Anlan. He sighed and said, "You really need to go to the hospital. This problem has been going on for more than ten years. Whenever I fell asleep, I would call Cheng Yu, even at night. Scary."

Cui Anlan felt a little sorry for this, and replied helplessly: "If seeing a doctor is useful, I should have been cured a long time ago."

When Yu Dongwen heard this, he felt a little sympathetic to Cui Anlan.He and Cui Anlan grew up together, and they grew up in the same community, so they knew his problems well.

To be honest, Cui Anlan looks clean, his heart is as transparent as his appearance, he is smart and unworldly, and his personality is extremely good. I have never seen him with red eyes and anger.

As a friend, she is very loyal; as a lover, in terms of word of mouth, even after breaking up, the girl still remembers Cui Anlan well.

Almost every term can be friends again.

It is really pitiful for such a seemingly perfect person to have such a flaw.

But Cui Anlan didn't think so, he seemed to enjoy this kind of nightmare very much.When I was young, I would tell Yu Dongwen what was in the dream, and retell it clearly, just like the analysis after watching a movie.

However, the older I get, the less the content of the dream, and finally it all becomes one person.

Cheng Yu.

Yu Dongwen approached Cui Anlan and asked, "Is that dream again?"

Cui Anlan nodded, looking a little tired.He dreamed of the room full of red silk gauze again, and saw layers of gauze blocking his view.

He has never understood that the light transmission of these spun yarns is obviously very good, allowing him to see clearly the layout of the room behind the spun yarns, seeing oil lamps, wooden tables, bird and flower screens; On the bed, I couldn't see anything clearly.

He could only vaguely see the person on the bed, his skin was like snow, his fingers seemed to be made for musical instruments, slender and slender.The man wore a gold bracelet on his wrist, which seemed to be a child's style, which showed that he had a wealthy family and was very fond of him.

The person on the bed slept very honestly, lying there, he could only feel the ups and downs of his chest breathing.And the red lips on her chest were even more gorgeous than red silk. In the room full of charm, there was always a voice of "Cheng Yu".

Like the whisper of a lover, or the call of an infatuated person.

No matter what it is, Cui Anlan really wants to see the people on the bed up close.But there were too many red silk spun yarns, layer after layer, so thick that he had to peel them off night after night, but he still couldn't reach the edge of the bed, so he could only stand outside the red silk spun yarns and look at the people on the bed. The blurry figure, listening to the constant calls in the ear.

Cui Anlan's strange state at first thought it was due to too much pressure. Later, he started talking in his sleep, and it became clearer and clearer. Only then did his family realize that it was a big problem.

I don't know how many doctors I have seen at home and abroad, but this dream still comes as promised every night.Cui Anlan also went from confusion, fear, boredom, and helplessness to compromise and habit in the end.Although he would feel tired after waking up, he wanted to know who Cheng Yu was in the dream?

The unreliable Yu Dongwen said that it was his lover in the previous life, but he didn't have the nerve to say that the person lying on the bed in the dream should be a man.

Cui Anlan didn't say anything, but Yu Dongwen started to play on his own, making up countless sentimental stories.In every story, Cui Anlan is a scumbag who abandoned his lover in his previous life, and finally he got revenge for not sleeping well in this life.

After hearing his summary, Cui Anlan usually despises Yu Dongwen, but in the next second, he also thinks, what is this dream trying to tell him or imply?

Is it true that as Yu Dongwen said, Cheng Yu was his lover in the previous life, and he once let him down?

However, Cui Anlan fully understands her character, and will never do anything to disappoint others.

After thinking about it, unless his personality in his previous life was completely opposite to this life, he would never be willing to do anything to hurt that person.

That person was as fragile as a willow leaf floating on the surface of the lake, any disturbance could destroy the willow leaf and sink into the lake.

Cui Anlan felt sorry for the willow leaves, and wished she could grab them.

Seeing that Cui Anlan was lost in thought again, Yu Dongwen tapped his phone and asked him, "Have you coaxed your girlfriend?"

Cui Anlan felt a headache when he heard it, and spent the second half of the class texting his angry girlfriend on his phone. He sent a sentence, "Tonight, give me a chance to treat you, okay?"

As soon as the text message was sent, his girlfriend Cen Yuan immediately replied: "Look at your performance! I will take care of my little sister, and I will not give you a chance to apologize. You are too much, why are you contradicting me and making me angry! I had an upset stomach that day, especially pain."

Cui Anlan felt a bit of a headache for the girlfriend who lost her temper, and immediately replied: "I'm sorry, I must make amends tonight."

Yu Dongwen saw Cui Anlan keep typing, and said, "Why, is your princess giving orders again?"

After Cui Anlan finished the last sentence, the bell rang just in time.He patted Yu Dongwen on the shoulder: "I invite you to dinner, do you want to go?"

Seeing Cui Anlan's calculating look, Yu Dongwen shook his head: "Isn't your princess just trying to mess up the mandarin ducks, introduce a girl to me? I won't go!"

Cui Anlan pulled Yu Dongwen, half pleading, half jokingly said: "Michelin three stars, don't you regret it if you don't go?"

Yu Dongwen was a little moved when he heard this, and after pretending to be reserved for a while, he immediately agreed.The two walked through the corridor and met some familiar classmates, and immediately chatted.

Two of them were curious about the class and asked Cui Anlan: "Who is the sinking fish and wild goose in this dream? It's ok, An Lan, something is wrong with you!"

Cui Anlan was not annoyed when she heard this, and let them joke around.He smiled and said, "What the hell, there's nothing! Don't ruin my innocence!"

He opened the umbrella, went down the steps, and shouted to Yu Dongwen who was still chatting: "It's raining so hard, I'll go to the garage to drive the car out, you can wait here!"

Yu Dongwen raised his hand and responded, "OK."

He immediately turned around and joined the chat, discussing the big news of the college, saying that recently a senior had an accident and died in the bar street next to the school.

At the beginning they chatted in embarrassment, feeling pitiful for the senior, but later they talked about supernatural and terrifying.

Cui Anlan had also heard about this. His girlfriend, Cen Yuan, and that senior sister, Wen Xianyun, were both officers of the student union, and they had a lot of contact with each other.She told Cui Anlan that her senior is a poor person, and her boyfriend is Zhou Zhen, the captain of the basketball team.

Cui Anlan couldn't remember the rest of it. It was basically the same as all the poor people's stories in the world. The senior sister was too sad and went to the bar street to get drunk, and then encountered an accident.

Cen Yuan said that this story only wanted to criticize the ruthlessness of men in the world. She didn't know why Cui Anlan was involved. Because of the disagreement between the two people, they had an unpleasant affair. big problem.

Yu Yanfeng

Cui Anlan spent a whole day and a night coaxing her well.He immediately booked a restaurant, intending to make a good apology.Although he didn't know where he was wrong, it would be better to apologize first at this time.He thought of Cen Yuan's considerateness to him, finding so many doctors for him, and accompanying him to go abroad for treatment, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared immediately.

It's not that he doesn't have a temper, it's just that he doesn't think it's necessary.Probably because he has been tortured so hard by the dream for more than ten years, even his temper was tortured together.

The stairs in the school were very long, and the rain was a little heavy, which wet Cui Anlan's trousers.He lowered his head and glanced at the loose laces of the sneakers, but it was just a glimpse from the corner of his eye, which made him startled.

In the wind and rain, a misfit oil-paper umbrella is dotted among the colorful umbrella covers.Under the oil-paper umbrella, a man in a white shirt and black pants stood across the road.

The man's fingers were long and slender, he was holding an umbrella handle, and he wore a gold bracelet on his wrist.He was thin and looked as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

The scene in the dream suddenly appeared in Cui Anlan's mind, and every inch of memory overlapped with the man in front of him.

The rain was slowing down, but the wind was still strong, and the oil-paper umbrella held by one hand was slightly blown over by the unbearable wind, revealing a bright red lip.

Those lips were redder than the red silk in the dream, as gorgeous as if soaked in blood.

The loss of consciousness was only a moment. Cui Anlan didn't care about the loose shoelaces, and rushed down the stairs with an umbrella. His umbrella was too big to face the wind, so he quickly folded it over and grabbed the impulsive Cui Anlan, as if warning him not to do so. in a hurry.

But Cui Anlan dropped her umbrella, as if she had lost her soul, and only knew to rush to the road.

Seeing Cui Anlan's appearance, the people around were scared to move away.

"Watch out, car!"

A car crossed the road and stopped Cui Anlan who was going to be impulsive.

The driver of the car was also startled, opened the window and cursed: "You bastard, it's raining heavily, you're courting death!"

Cui Anlan glared at the driver, his eyes were sinister, and the thick black pupils frightened the driver to close the window and leave.The people around are also persuading: "Young man, slow down, red light!"

Cui Anlan came back to her senses this time, seeing that there were 30 seconds left before the red light, she fixed her eyes on the person holding the oil-paper umbrella opposite.

The man stood for a while, as if looking for a way, then turned and walked in another direction.

Cui Anlan stood on the other side of the road, counting the seconds of the red light, feeling anxious like ants on a hot pot.

I don't know if it was the subconscious call in the dream for so many years, but he stood on the opposite side of the road and called out loudly to the person holding the oil-paper umbrella: "Cheng Yu!"

That sound crossed the road, causing everyone to focus on Cui Anlan, even the man holding the oiled paper umbrella stopped in his tracks.

As the rain gradually subsided, Cui Anlan, who was drenched all over, stood on the other side of the road panting, laughing happily.

But before he laughed a few times, the man holding the oil-paper umbrella took another step.

Cui Anlan hurriedly shouted again: "Cheng Yu!"

The man turned his back to him, ignoring Cui Anlan's call at all.

Cui Anlan suddenly felt very angry, and even felt betrayed.

Seeing the red light change to green, he bypassed the crowd and rushed towards the man holding the oil-paper umbrella.

As if rehearsing it [-] times in his mind, Cui Anlan grabbed the hands he had been looking at for more than ten years, and used the greatest brute force to pull the man to face him.

The oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground because of Cui Anlan's rudeness.Under the oil-paper umbrella, on the bright red lips are a pair of thick black eyes, as beautiful as Cui Anlan's black pearls.The high bridge of the nose should have been a gorgeous face, but because of the dark eyes, it lost a bit of beauty and became a bit sharper.

This is a face that is too beautiful, making Peony seem to be a bit less gorgeous, male and female, very enchanting.

In Cui Anlan's mind, the face on the bed covered by red silk, that face that could never be seen clearly, finally took shape in Cui Anlan's heart.

He felt that the man in front of him was the "Cheng Yu" who had troubled him for more than ten years.

Cui Anlan was a little excited, he didn't know what to say, like a young boy in love who finally confessed to the girl he likes, he said incoherently: "I... finally..."

Yu Dongwen, who came from afar, was also drenched all over.He just chatted for a while, and Cui Anlan went crazy, rushed to the road regardless, and was almost hit by a car.

He ran down the stairs in a panic, threw away the same umbrella that was broken by the wind, and heard Cui Anlan yelling "Cheng Yu!"

The longing that he wanted to convey was so strong that Yu Dongwen froze in place, watching Cui Anlan, who was too excited, stepped forward and grabbed a man.

The man was very thin, and before Cui Anlan could say hello, the man vomited blood and fell into Cui Anlan's arms.

2021.10.13 Two revised wording

The author says:

Cui Anlan is attacking!

Open a new article, every time I open a pit, I am very happy!Then this article warns: 1. The prequel of this article is "The Power of the Husband Falls", and the world view follows that book; 2. The writing style of the third person is a bit poor, everyone is welcome to correct me; 3. I don’t know if this story is scary, so emmm, it may be a little scary Bar! 4. I made up all the things in the story. We want science, democracy... against feudal superstition!