Into a parallel world

The reporter looked at Qiao Ye quietly for a while, and finally drew a few strokes on the paper and asked, "Do you still remember what happened in your dream during the few years you were asleep?"

Qiao Ye lowered his eyes and said, "I... don't know very well." It should be said that he was very vague about the things before he woke up, and he only remembered what he saw when he closed his eyes.But it's better to keep these strange things to yourself.

Reporter: "I heard that you can enter other worlds at will, that is, parallel worlds?"

Qiao Ye frowned, and said hesitantly: "I have never heard of such remarks. We believe in materialism now, and parallel worlds are just pseudo-scientific remarks, so I can't tell you anything."

The reporter scratched on the paper as usual, raised his head and said: "In recent years, you have occasionally sleepwalked, but you just run around the room, as if...running away. From your doctor in charge, you seem to be What are you running away from, do you still remember the scene in the dream that still affects you deeply?"

deep impression?escape?My head started to ache, and some familiar images kept flashing in front of my eyes: I looked at the moonlight in front of the wooden bed, and the big moon seemed to be slowly approaching.As soon as the picture turned, he was falling, and there seemed to be someone hugging him behind him, and the night wind made his cheeks hurt.In the blink of an eye, he was running back and forth among the thorns, the soles of his feet were cut, and there were bloody footprints on the ground. He could feel the exhaustion of his body and the suffocation of his heart beating violently. Just when he was about to give up the desperate run, he Appeared in a hospital bed.

The violent breathing, the rapid heartbeat, the violent and tense pounding made him gasp and look at the man who was exactly like him on the hospital bed.

hello---who are you---hello---

Qiao Ye slowly stretched out his hand, trying to touch 'myself' on the bed, but the falling head woke him up suddenly.

his head!that's his----

"My head! My head!" Qiao Ye tore his hair tightly with ten fingers, and shouted uncontrollably, "My head! It's gone!!!"

"Calm down, Mr. Qiao." The reporter quickly stood up, pressed the emergency caller on the table, and three doctors in protective suits came in after a while.

Qiao Ye was pressed on the stool, with his head pressed tightly against his chest and abdomen, and his hands were still clutching his hair, unwilling to let go. The man curled up in a ball, immersed in the terrifying scene flashing before him, unwilling to come out.

"The patient suddenly became ill!"

"Close the door and call the attending physician!"

"Qiao Ye, calm down!" The medical staff firmly supported Qiao Ye's shoulders.The surroundings began to be noisy, the dazzling whiteness made people dazzled, and the vision began to blur.Qiao Ye didn't know where he got the strength to break free from the heavy restraints, pushed away the reporter in front of him and ran out of the room.

Huhuhu----the corridor was empty, Qiao Ye stepped on the floor with bare feet and ran aimlessly, reducing the sense of existence and reducing the sense of existence!Burying his head deeply, the walls on both sides can still be seen from the corner of his eyes. They are all white, dead white, as if they have fallen into an infinite loop of space.

where am I?

Wake up baby.

Where the fuck am I! ?

Wake up and get rid of everything.

How to wake up?

come to me.

The footsteps staggered, the flesh stepped on the ground and made a stamping sound, and the soles of the feet were cold.He stepped into the air, the weightlessness of his body wrapped him around, Qiao Ye widened his eyes, and found himself in a field of poppies, deep green and light green bushes bloomed with dark red and light red flowers, the tip of his nose did not have the fragrance of flowers, but bursts of poppies of turpentine.

Stunned in place, Qiao Ye touched the bright blood-like flowers with his fingertips, and felt that his fingertips were sticky. He looked down and saw that his white fingertips were stained with sticky oil paint.Surprised, he leaned closer to smell it, and the strong smell of turpentine dominated his sense of smell, making him stop breathing for a while.

whirling ----

There was a slight sound, and Qiao Ye raised his head, and there was a woman with an umbrella standing among the flowers, her blond curly hair was blown by the wind, she couldn't see the expression on her face, but she could feel the unfriendly aura of the other party .

"'enfuispas (don't try to run)"

The woman stared at Qiao Ye and said this in a hoarse voice. As soon as she finished speaking, a child beside her rushed down.Qiao Ye moved his numb legs and stayed there for two seconds before remembering to run away.

'enfuispas

Don't try to run!

Breathing heavily, Qiao Ye felt a dull pain in his heart, but the malice carried by the child chasing him behind made him dare not stop. Besides, his intuition did not let him stop, because he would have to stop if he stopped. May be killed.

The surrounding cold wind bit his bones, and the icy coldness penetrating into his pores made him unable to think now. This sense of powerlessness almost tore him apart.The calf and the sticky green paint, everything here is so familiar, as if he is in the painting at the moment.

There is a slope in front, and the bottom of the slope is endless poppies, which represent the bottomless abyss. Behind is the devil who is chasing after him, and he wants to use his blood to re-dye the flowers with bright colors.Qiao Ye swallowed hard, and after careful consideration, he chose to leap forward, and everything behind him was still.

Close your eyes and you can get away from everything.Qiao Ye thought so, and slowly closed his eyes. Time froze at this moment, like resin falling and wrapping a fly and forming amber for a long time. He will always look like this second here, Condensed here with the posture of an outsider, let outsiders appreciate, and maybe his small trace will be erased by special liquid.

To close your eyes is to open them, to die is to wake up.

There was a little dampness on the cheeks, small and small, it was raindrops falling.Qiao Ye looked at the familiar street. He didn't have the hospital gown on his body. Instead, he wore a worn-out T-shirt and jeans, with a backpack on his shoulders.He... is this back to his youth?

Pedestrians ran into the nearby shops, and there were fewer and fewer cars. Should he also take shelter from the rain?Thinking of this, Qiao Ye walked into a teahouse called 'Flowers Falling in the Wind' opposite.

"Welcome." A pleasant voice came to my ears from the door, as if I've seen it before at this moment.Qiao Ye stared blankly at the person in front of him, and he didn't come back to his senses until the other person showed embarrassment, and said blankly, "We... haven't we met before?"

The other side was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and welcomed Qiao Ye in, "Maybe, I have seen it in my previous life, or in other worlds." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and raised his eyebrows at Qiao Ye.

The ears were filled with the strange sound made by the wind in the steel pipes, and Qiao Ye's vision began to blur. The tall boy in front had a pair of rabbit ears on his head, and a small buttocks on his upright buttocks. The bunny tail is fluffy, and the boy has turned into a rabbit boy, which is even more weird under the warm yellow light of the teahouse.