Every Day I Sleep, My Soul Goes Out of My Body

A month ago, Mi Li suffered a series of car accidents. A truck loaded with chemicals suddenly exploded, affecting dozens of vehicles, killing three people and injuring dozens of others.

The rice grains were lucky. They were far away. They were hit by the air wave and collided with another car. Except for a slight concussion, he suffered only a few minor injuries. After being in the hospital for two days, he was discharged.

She didn't even notify her parents of the incident, thinking it would just pass. But a few days later, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The first is drowsiness. She can't sleep well every two or three hours. In any case, the noisy environment can't affect her sleep quality. Fortunately, she has a commercial house. She usually collects rent and handles some daily chores. She has more free time, so she doesn't have to worry about sleeping affecting her work.

The rice grains were checked in the hospital, but the doctor said that everything was normal and even warned her earnestly to exercise more and not to be greedy and sleepy.

Rice grain expressed grievances. Looking at her figure, she knew that she was not a gluttonous or sleepy person. Before the car accident, she exercised every day, and now she can fall asleep standing up.

However, lethargy is not the most bizarre, the most bizarre is that every time she falls asleep, her soul will go out of her body.

The first time was in the afternoon of the third day after being discharged from the hospital, Mi Li sat on the sofa and watched TV, and fell asleep watching it.

In the hazy, consciousness "awakened", Mi Li found herself in an unfamiliar room, with a cool color to his eyes, the home furnishing was simple and tough, and it should be a male's bedroom.

The rice grain can't feel its own body, but its consciousness is very clear, and it can freely change its perspective, but it cannot move. The "body" seems to be fixed in a certain position.

After repeated verifications, she finally determined that she had become a small night light that could control the switch, and she couldn't do anything other than make the light flicker.

After playing for a while, she felt a little bored, so she could only return her attention to this bedroom.

The bedroom is mainly blue, spacious, clean, and deserted. The dark blue bed is neatly laid out, the dark gold curtains on the brown background are tightly drawn, and the books on the desk are arranged in an orderly manner. Next to the wardrobe, there is a sliding door like a carved screen, which should be a cloakroom. On the other side is a bathroom. The arc-shaped frosted glass is as warm and translucent as jade, becoming the only bright color in the bedroom.

Mi Li secretly speculated that the owner of the bedroom should be richer and single, because there is no feminine thing here.

Everything I saw in front of me was so clear, it didn't feel like I was dreaming, but what happened if I wasn't dreaming?

When I was thinking about it, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, the rice grains stopped, and the lights remained on, "seeing" the people who had always come.

However, she only had time to see the outline of a human figure, and her consciousness gradually flew, and the night light went out.

Xi Baichen, who had just walked into the bedroom, watched the light of the night light suddenly go out, walked over in confusion, stretched out his hand and tried it, and there was nothing wrong, so he ignored it, pulled off his shirt collar, and walked towards the bathroom.

But for a moment, the sound of pattering water came from the bathroom, the mist was filled, and a tall and strong figure was dimly reflected on the frosted glass...

After waking up, the memory of the rice grains was vague, and Quan had a dream and didn't care too much. Calculating the time, it probably only took more than an hour from when she fell asleep to when she woke up.

She stretched, got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The five-story building owned by Mi Li was built ten years ago. At that time, the family received a levy. The far-sighted parents made plans for her early. They borrowed money to build this building and paid back the loan for 7 years. Until the rice grains became mature, they handed over the house. She went back to the countryside by herself.

Qingwei County, the hometown of the rice grains, has beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery. The locals have developed rural tourism projects and their lives are very comfortable. Rice’s parents don’t like the hustle and bustle of the city. Even though they have lived here for several years, they still remember the days of growing vegetables and raising chickens.

Mi Li took over the building called "Qingwei Home" at the age of eighteen, and also took over the remaining loans, and led a leisurely life of going to school while collecting rent. After graduating at the age of 23, she did not look for a job, and became an anchor at home. The live broadcast included crafts, cooking, dress matching, makeup, etc., striving to create an ideal petty bourgeoisie life. For this goal, she is also constantly learning to enrich herself.

After several refurbishments, Qingwei Homes doesn't look particularly old. It's not far from the city center. Tenants come and go, and they are full all the year round. In about three or four years, the rice grains will be able to pay off the loan in full.

Had it not been for that car accident, Mi Li felt that she would have lived her life simply and happily.

After enjoying her dinner beautifully, the rice grains changed into shoes and went for a walk downstairs. Usually it takes at least an hour to walk, but after only a dozen minutes of walking today, the eyelids began to fight, and she always felt that she would fall asleep in the next second, so she had to force herself to return to Qingwei’s home and flutter on the bed. He slept with the big bear cubs like this.

Consciousness is "clear" again. The first thing I "see" is a winding road. On the opposite side of the road are rows of high-rise buildings, traffic is constantly flowing, and night lights are shining. The dark sky was dotted with several stars, and the last afterglow disappeared as night fell.

What is this place?

The rice grain changed its perspective and found that it seemed to have become... a video doorbell?

As soon as the mind moved, the doorbell immediately called.

But for a moment, a deep male voice came over there: "Who?"

The rice grains were silent.

It was quiet there for a while, maybe because there was no one outside, so the call was cut off.

The rice grains tried to pass through the visual screen on the other side to see the man who had just made the noise, but it failed. She could only stay on the doorbell outside, facing the endless stream.

At this moment, a takeaway boy riding an electric car not far away drove over, stopped in front of the rice grains, raised his hand and poked at her.

Ding Dong!

Before the finger poke, the doorbell rang.

Takeaway boy: "???" Did he hit the doorbell just now?

"Who?" The familiar male voice sounded again.

"Hello, Mr. Xi, I am delivering food." The delivery boy responded enthusiastically.

"come in."

The iron door opened with a click, and the takeaway boy walked in with the food box. The size of the food box is not small, at least it can hold three dishes, one soup and a few snacks, which can be regarded as a luxurious meal.

Five minutes later, the takeaway boy walked out of it, politely helped the owner close the iron door and got on his electric car.

Just as he was about to leave, Mi Li said: [Little brother has worked hard, I will give you a five-star praise~~]

The takeaway boy didn't notice anything, and whizzed away in his electric car.

It was getting darker and darker, and the rice grains stayed alone in the doorbell, so idle that they were so idle that they couldn't help but rang a few more times.

"Who?" Still that low voice.

[My name is Mi Li, do you know me? 】

man:"…"

[I'm so bored, let's have a chat? 】

The answer to her was to cut off the voice of the call.

Just when Mi Li thought the other party would not pay attention to her, the iron door suddenly opened with a click, and a tall man walked out and stood at the door and looked around.

Mi Li glanced at his profile and gave a compliment: [Handsome! 】

The man paused, turned his head and looked over, facing the rice grains, a handsome face with no dead ends magnified in front of her, and there was a sparse scum on the long chin, which looked a bit decadent. With the sensuality of a mature man, his thick and slender sword eyebrows were slightly puckered, and there was some doubt in his deep eyes.

He looked away, searched around for a while, and after making sure that there was no one, he turned and walked into the house.

【you are leaving? Are you sure you don't want to make friends with me? 】The rice grains are talking in contentment.

The man stopped again and looked at the empty door with a solemn expression. He clenched his fingers tightly, as if thinking of something unscientific, his pupils contracted slightly.

The rice grains stopped speaking, and I always felt that this man seemed to be able to hear her voice.

She didn't know what she was in now, saying it was a dream, but everything seemed so real, as if the soul was out of the body, the body was still sleeping at home, but the soul appeared in another place.

Is this bizarre thing possible?

"Anyone?" The man interrupted the grain of rice with a tentative question.

[No one, only ghosts. ] The rice grain replied casually.

man:"…"

The rice grain stared at his face for a while, but didn't notice the slightest abnormality. But his body seemed to be a bit stiffer than before, and the toe of his right foot moved a few centimeters inward.

He could hear her voice!

[Hello, my name is Xiaomi, what is your name? 】

The man did not reply.

Rice continued: [Don't be afraid, I am not a ghost, I am the doorbell of your house. 】

The man's eyes fell on the doorbell.

Ding Dong!

The rice grain rang like a response.

man:"…"

Rice grains: [My doorbell is fine, are you surprised? Was it unexpected? 】

man:"…"

The calm expression cracked for a moment, and the man obviously didn't know how to react when facing a refined doorbell.

【What's your name? ] Mi Li asked again.

The air was quiet for a long time before I heard the man's faint voice: "Analyze Baichen."

[Analyze Bai Chen? 】Where did you hear this name? [Then how about I call you "Lao Bai" from now on? 】

"Not very good." Old Bai? Is he very old?

After the initial astonishment, Bai Chen gradually calmed down and asked: "What are you?"

[Doorbell, isn’t it obvious? 】

Analyze Bai Chen: "...How can the doorbell speak?"

[Because I'm fine. 】

Analysis of Bai Chen: I can't talk this day!

After enduring forbearance, he continued to ask: "How can the doorbell become fine?"

[Probably because I was exposed to the sun and rain every day, suffered through the vicissitudes of life, absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and finally became myself? 】The rice grains talk nonsense seriously, the ghost knows how she became like this!

Xi Bai Chen looked at his doorbell blankly.

"What can you do when the doorbell is perfect?"

[Automatically ring, chat with you. 】

Analyzing Bai Chen: "..." Even "Talking" knows that you are really a doorbell with a story.

A gust of cold wind blew, bringing a bit of coolness, and Bai Chen's brain was sober, feeling a little silly to stand here and talking to the doorbell, so he stepped forward and walked into the house.

[You won’t chat with me anymore? 】The rice grains call from behind.

Analyzing Bai Chen closed the door and turned on the video doorbell: "I still have an extension in my bedroom." It means you can chat in the bedroom.

There was no response from the doorbell.

"Xiaomi?" Xi Baichen changed again, but still did not respond.

He raised his brows, turned around and walked to the gate, knocked on the outer shell of the doorbell: "Xiaomi, are you there?"

The doorbell didn't respond, and it looked like a normal doorbell.

"Xiaomi?" Didn't you say you want to chat with him? Why is it missing? Is it because the state has just been refined and the state is still unstable?

Bai Chen decided to look again tomorrow.

He was extremely receptive, and believed the nonsense that the doorbell became a fine one.