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    (Summary of content: Perceived and seen, what is behind it)

    Yesterday, I dreamed againI drove a van with Wang Ze (pronoun) and some people to the lake shore.  I got out of the car and walked to the stone railing on the lake bank to look into the distance. Wang Ze followed behind, and stood on my right side when I stood still.  I don't know where the exhaustion came from, I was very sleepy, and I leaned on Wang Ze's left shoulder with my eyes closed.  In order to make me more comfortable to rely on, Wang Ze turned slightly to the left and slid me onto his left chest, and then hugged me like that.

    Although I was resting in a daze, I could feel this situation when I was half asleep and half awake, and my heart was warm.

    Originally, I wanted to rest for a while, but my friend Wenwen (code name) called me from the lake bank behind me.  So I opened my eyes and turned around to check I saw Wenwen standing on a soil slope below the shore of the lake. The lake beside it was very dirty and there were some things floating there.  She seemed to use her hands to shake up the dirty water, and saw that her hands were wet.  I thought, the water is so dirty, why touch it.

    There is a wide door-shaped shallow hole under the lake shore recessed into the lake shore stone. Wenwen's son Beibei (pronouncing) is squatting inside to defecate on the muddy bank near me, and he has seen some  up.  Wenwen called me for nothing else, just to say a few irrelevant things.

    Seeing that there was nothing important, I turned back and snuggled into Wang Ze's arms. He smiled warmly at me, and the subtleties of my active dependence are self-evident.  I squinted my eyes and saw a large vehicle on the street on the right, and a neatly lined up line, as if some kind of drill was going on.  After a few glances, he slowly regained his energy. He originally wanted to take a rest, but after tossing around, he completely lost the idea of ??continuing to rest.

    I glanced into my car, saw a black figure sitting in the driver's seat, and recognized that it was Brother Yang (code name).  Then I buried my head in Wang Ze's hug, but when I looked closely, I found that it was Brother Yang who was holding me in front of me, so I immediately backed away.  Brother Yang stood on the steps, and there was a distance of one person between us. This situation was quite embarrassing, and I instinctively took another step back.  Brother Yang looked at me with a dignified expression, and then wept, his eyes were red, and he looked sad.  Then he turned and walked away.

    Instead, some friends and I participated in a party in a small room. There were a lot of people in the party, and the room seemed a bit crowded.  Fortunately, there is a place in the room that leads to another small platform, but even if people flow like this, it still feels crowded.  My friends and I sat on bar stools around a white table and planned to chat for a while.  Then I suddenly thought of Brother Yang, thinking that he turned around crying and left, it's been a while, I don't know how he is doing now, and I don't know what he is crying for.  I thought that I couldn't ignore others like this, at least I found someone before talking.

    So I withdrew from the table, turned right and walked towards the crowd to find Brother Yang.  Coincidentally, Brother Yang was walking towards me through the crowd, so we ran into each other face to face.  The current Yang brother has stopped crying, but with a melancholy look on his face, he even told me about his crying.

    Turning to my formless perspective, I saw a girl kneeling in the center of a classical hall, and a weak old man at some distance opposite the girl.  What I heard was the voice of Brother Yang He said that the National Games had a lot of wear and tear before, which roughly means that under the current situation, it can still be carried around, but it has reached the limit.  and to me.  And the effect on me is that my emotional side will be calm and calm, and maybe this situation will continue for a long time.  And when Brother Yang talked about this point, I saw that girl's expression was a bit cold.  That girl is probably the me that Brother Yang was talking about.

    Instead, from my formless perspective, I saw an old man with white hair and wrinkles, or an old monster.  With a ferocious expression, he was engaged in a mana confrontation with the me in my perspective, as if he was holding some magic tools.  Then I saw some blood splattered on the old monster's face, it seemed to be my blood, but I felt that my blood should not flow out so much, which was a bit strange.  At the moment of blood flying, the old monster's ferocious expression suddenly became strange, or gentle.

    Because there is an allusion that the person whose blood is spattered by me will be with me.  I am quite anxious from my perspective, thinking what is this called that old monster?  No way!  

    In other words, my angle of view went back in time, and I looked at it from another angle.  After looking at it, I found that at the time when I was confronting the old monster in the perspective, there was a third person, and my perspective was facing this person right now.  It was a young man, well-proportioned, decent-looking.  And that my blood is the first to splatter this yearYoung man's face

    Seeing this, I was relieved, at least it wasn't that old monster, it was quite scary.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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