Screaming Cycle

At 5:58 in the morning, Ji Shu's biological clock made him open his eyes on time two minutes before the alarm sounded.

It's just that although people wake up, half of their consciousness is still stuck in the dream just now.

He fixedly looked at the ceiling.

The morning light is faint.

In the dim and dim sky, the ceiling of the dormitory for some years showed a light gray characteristic of old buildings. In the center is a circular ceiling lamp, without any fancy, like an old plate buckled upside down.

Ji Shu: "..."

He just lay on his back on the bed, staring at the old overhead lamp that was so plain and worthless for a moment, not knowing where he was.

The dormitory is surprisingly quiet, with only the low snoring sound of teammates in the neighboring shop and the buzzing ventilation sound from the air outlet of the central air conditioner.

At this time, the mobile phone alarm clock "dididi" rang, breaking the silence in the room.

"Hmm..."

The roommate turned over, murmured a vague dream, covered his head with a thin quilt, and soon fell asleep again.

Ji Xuan awakened abruptly, raised his hand to stop the alarm clock, got up and got out of bed.

It was another familiar and ordinary morning.

Because he didn't want to wake his roommate, Ji Xiaoniao didn't plan to use the private bathroom in the dormitory, so he quickly packed his washbasin, teeth and towels, went downstairs, and walked to the water room on the first floor.

Along the way, Ji Shu's thoughts were a little dazed.

He was still remembering what he saw in his dream.

As a sports student who practiced the recurve bow since childhood, Ji Xiaoniao practiced hard every day and consumed a lot of physical energy. I don't know what kind of experience "insomnia" is.

But for some reason, it seems that from a certain day onwards, although Ji thrush can fall asleep quickly, he will always have some strange dreams.

These dreams are terrifyingly real, as if personally overpowered, with bright colors, complete scenes, and shockingly specific.

There is an old saying: "Thinking about day and dreaming at night", and Freud once said, "Dream is the satisfaction of unfulfilled and suppressed desires in reality."

It stands to reason that Ji Lu, a young man in his early eighteen years, lives at three o'clock in the school dormitory training ground every day, and his living environment is so simple that he can be called "boring". The most dreams he can have are school exams and training being criticized. , Or go home to eat these bitter things like a feast of love made by the old lady.

But the things he dreamed of recently didn't play cards according to common sense. Not only was it not routine at all, but it was very strange.

So far, Ji Lu still clearly remembers the scene he saw when he had this kind of weird dream for the first time.

In his dream, he was running in a city.

The empty streets had scenes he was familiar with, and it was the city where a training base he had visited.

But at this time, this big city with a population of nearly tens of millions was not only empty, but also completely covered by falling ash. The sky was covered with lead clouds, and there were continuous fine ashes falling from the sky, like snow.

Ji Tuan even felt that he could smell the sulphur that permeated the city.

Next, he dreamed that he was running for his life in the city.

There are certain dangerous creatures in the city, such as dragonflies that can make people gray, or lizards that melt people into skeletons, huge owls with wings that look like human faces, and those with a dog's head. Apes and so on.

The Ji thrush in the dream fights against these monsters with two partners, trying to find a way of escape.

Both companions gave him an extremely cordial feeling.

For some reason, Ji Tuan knows that he should trust them, rely on them, and fight with them.

It's just a pity that when the bird was awakened by the alarm clock and his consciousness was forcibly separated from the dream, no matter how hard he thought about it, he still couldn't remember the faces of those two people.

Recalling this, Ji Lu made a fist with his right hand and knocked twice on his forehead.

At the beginning, Ji Xiaoniao thought that the reason why he had such a strange dream was because he spent half an hour before going to bed to casually make a low-cost horror experiment movie.

He secretly reminded himself to watch something funny and cute before going to bed in the future. Such stimulating things really affect the quality of sleep, so he left this thing behind.

However, Ji Xing never expected that this was just the starting point.

Because since that day, Ji Tuan began to dream frequently.

Sometimes it was once every two or three days, and sometimes it was two or three days in a row.

Dreams have lengths and shortcomings, and the scenes are no longer fixed in that uninhabited city full of sulfur.

Or it should be said that the various scenarios are so rich that they are a bit fucking.

As long as Ji Tuan can remember clearly after waking up, there are at least ten places.

He has dreamed of dealing with monsters with only skeletons and brains in a research institute; playing peek-a-boo in an ancient mansion full of monsters; running around the city in search of urban ghost stories, in order to gather three A total of twenty-four poker cards...

When the weird dreams happened again and again, Ji Lu had to face reality and could no longer use "just a sequelae of watching a horror movie" as an excuse.

He started searching the Internet for keywords such as "how to get a good night's sleep".

Since the development of science and technology, online consultation has been quite common.

Ji Lu surreptitiously hung up a sleep department account, and after chatting with a kind-hearted old doctor, the doctor felt that he was not a big problem. It was probably just a light sleep and multiple dreams caused by young people's energetic and rich imagination. You can observe first Observation, for the time being, there is no need for further examination, let alone taking medicine, and gently suggested that he can try drinking some milk before going to bed, and listen to light music or white noise to relax.

Ji Xiaoniao did.

However, the situation has not improved much.

He still has strange dreams irregularly.

The self in the dream seems to be always facing the challenge of life and death.

And there are more and more teammates fighting side by side with him, especially a few people, who always make him feel extra cordial and familiar.

...No, or more than just "kindness".

Ji Xuan recalled the scene in his dream as he walked, his eyes were empty and his steps drifted, like a ray of wandering soul.

Based on his physical memory, he walked all the way to the water room at the end of the first floor of the dormitory, put the washbasin under a faucet, and stood still.

——Yes, the "companion" in the dream can no longer be described by simple words such as "kindness" or "familiar".

For Ji Xiaoniao, the companions who have fought side by side with him all the way are already equivalent to "relatives".

As long as Ji Tuan thinks of them, a warm feeling will come up in his heart.

but……

Ji Xiaoniao stood in front of the faucet, frowning slightly.

——Why... I just can't remember their appearance?

Yes, Ji Lu can't remember what the person in his dream looks like.

Perhaps many people have had such experience.

In our dreams, we may meet someone-this person may be your acquaintance, or just a stranger who has never been before.

But no matter what, even if the person's face is blurred or cannot remember what he looks like when we wake up, we will be clearly aware of who the other person is.

Regardless of whether the other party is their own parents, teachers, classmates, security school workers, colleague boss... or just a nurse in the hospital, a policeman in the street, they will have a clear identity in their dreams. .

This is what Ji Tuian is doing now.

He knew those people were his companions.

In the dream, they fought side by side with him, cooperated closely with themselves, and deserved all his trust.

However, he just couldn't remember the appearance of these people...

Obviously, the scene in the dream is so specific, so detailed that even the details are so subtle, how can it be so fucking, and even the face of the partner can't be seen clearly!

"Hey!"

At this time, someone patted his shoulder vigorously from behind.

"Little bird, what are you doing?"

Ji Shu suddenly regained consciousness.

He looked back and found that it was Sun Ming, the eldest brother of the shooting team next door who practiced a ten-meter air pistol.

"I think you have stood for a minute? What do you think?"

Sun Ming said as he walked to the faucet next door, took off the towel around his neck, twisted the water, and slyly squeezed his eyes towards Ji Shu:

"Could it be that you miss a pretty girl?"

Although Ji Xiaoniao is not very old, he is a celebrity in the training center. Coaches, team doctors, athletes, and even aunts in the cafeteria can call him by his name.

There are three reasons. One is that this kid is young and has good grades; the other is that he has a good temper and self-discipline. There is also something that everyone tacitly believes. This baby has a cute face, looks good and cute, especially won Dear sisters, sisters and aunts' favorites.

Only Sun Ming knew that there were two newly selected young girls in the shooting women's team who had a good impression of Ji Shu.

So, on the other hand, it is quite normal for a popular guy like Ji Lu to see a girl right.

Unexpectedly, Sun Ming was just joking, but Ji Shu's reaction was quick and swift.

"certainly not!"

Ji Xiaoniao shook his head vigorously, denying very simply, without even a second of hesitation:

"I'm not thinking about a pretty girl!"

He paused, then emphasized:

"I haven't met anyone I like yet!"

Sun Ming: "??"

The big brother held a wet towel with one hand and kept the gesture of wiping his face, his expression was a bit stunned.

He just said casually, why Ji Xiaoniao is like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, with such a big reaction!

And listening to the meaning of Ji Shu, why does the child seem to have a clear ideal object? Isn't it a crush on a female celebrity or a little idol?

"This... it's good for a young man to pursue..."

Sun Ming nodded and replied:

"Anyway, you are still young, don't worry, look for more, you will definitely find something that suits your mind!"

"Well, I think so too."

Ji Lu followed Sun Ming's words in response, pushing back the strange soreness in his heart, no longer pondering his dreams last night, and washed away by himself.