When I got home, my mother pressed me down on the brick bed and made three rules: They were not allowed to work, walk around, or go to the fields, except for going to the toilet.
So, I lay on the brick bed like a mummy and stared at the roof in a daze. Unlike a mummy, I had no archaeological value.
I didn't sleep last night. My eyelids were like a pair of men and women who were having an affair. The sleepiness engulfed me like a surging tide.
I had a dream, a familiar dream that made me nauseous.
It was a classroom. I was sitting in the classroom, learning something. Because I was the only student, the classroom seemed very deserted.
Not only am I the only student, but there is also no teacher. In other words, I am the only one in the huge classroom.
On the opposite blackboard, some words appeared automatically. They were some strange words or symbols. They were very clear. I could see them very clearly, but I didn't recognize these messy things. After a few seconds, these words and symbols would turn into strands of smoke that floated towards me before being absorbed by my brain.
The entire dream was so monotonous and boring. There was no romantic element at all, and it lasted for a long time. It was really boring.
Just as I was feeling bored like a puppet, an external force woke me up.
I was woken up by my naughty brother, or by the nose pinch I taught him.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a ghost face swaying in front of me. I had been seeing ghosts every day for a while, so I had a conditioned reflex. In addition, my head was still dizzy, so I was shocked and couldn't help but cry out.
The ghost face opened up to reveal my brother's face that deserved a beating. He smiled proudly. When he saw that I was going to beat him up, he immediately ran away.
The room was quiet again.
I began to recall the dream I had just now. This dream was not unfamiliar to me at all. Ever since I returned from another world when I was ten years old, this dream had accompanied me almost every night. I even had the urge to vomit whenever I thought of this dream.
I'm not trying to scare you, but if someone had the same dream for 365 days a year, he might vomit even more violently than me.
Yes, not only was it like a dream, but the content of the dream didn't change at all. It was that I was studying in a classroom every night, and the content was absorbed by my brain in threads.
This dream didn't stop until that night when I went to the village to watch the dance. I thought I could finally get rid of it this time, but it came back today.
Although I'm not a particularly good student, I don't reject learning, whether it's reality or a dream. At least let me know what I've learned!
The things that I learned and absorbed every night didn't show up at all after I woke up, and I couldn't find any traces. I didn't even know what those things were. Wasn't this a serious waste of my feelings and sleep?
Sometimes I fantasize that if that dream had taught me physics all these years, I think I would be able to catch up to Einstein now.
I didn't expect to catch up with Einstein. I couldn't see or guess what my dream gave me, but my worries became reality.
The 'nothing' in Doctor Mao's mouth had finally become a problem.
I knew Doctor Mao had a jinx.
Originally, I thought that I would be fine after resting at home for two days. Who knew that after two days, my arm was already swollen and thick, like the abnormal hand of Popeye who had eaten spinach.
At first, my mother thought that the small injury would heal in two days. When she saw that my arm had not recovered but worsened, she became anxious and wanted to send me to the hospital.
I knew what was going on. This should be due to corpse poison. Going to the hospital would not have any effect. At this time, I felt that I could no longer hide it, so I told my mother the truth.
After hearing the truth, his mother did not show any expression of shock. After a slight loss of concentration, she seemed to accept this reality very calmly.
It was obvious that my mother was already used to the strange things that happened to me.
On the morning of the third day, I was lying on the brick bed and staring at my swollen arm in a daze. My brother ran in and said to me mysteriously,"Brother, a very good-looking sister is looking for you. She's almost at our door now.”
A very beautiful sister? Who was it? I don't think I know any beautiful sisters other than my classmates.
Could it be Meng Jiao?
"What does she look like?" How did you know it was me?"
"Oh, I know. You're looking for a partner outside. See if I don't tell our mother and let her beat you up.”The younger brother had a smug look on his face.
This little bastard, I don't know if I owed him something in my previous life, but why is he always going against me?
"If you don't tell me, I'll beat you up first!”I threatened fiercely.
"She has a long face and big eyes. She's as good-looking as a fox spirit.”My younger brother began to speak under my tyrannical power.
I don't need to look at her to know that it must be Meng Jiao. This b * tch actually chased me to my house!
"She asked around for our address and even asked me for it.”
"You told her?" I was a little anxious. If my brother told her, it would be considered as letting a wolf into the house.
"Am I that stupid? I told her that I went to the west of the village, but I think she will be back soon.”
It was alright, it was alright.
"Quick, close the door and lock it. Then, go somewhere else to play. Don't come back until noon.”
Seeing my serious expression, my brother also felt that something was wrong and ran out.
I was relieved when I saw him close the door and lock it from the outside.
I went out of the house and entered the side building at the west end of the house. I peeked out of the small window.
After a few minutes, Meng Jiao appeared outside my house.
The door of my house is a fence-like door that is made of steel bars. A small dog can fit through the gap between the steel bars, which allows me to see Meng Jiao clearly.
Meng Jiao still looked as beautiful as ever, but her face was filled with anxiety, anxiety, and disappointment. Disappointment was naturally due to the lock on the door. The lock meant that there was no one at home. Of course, she was disappointed.
As for why he was feeling uneasy and anxious? Don't tell me you're anxious because you didn't eat me!
I laughed coldly in my heart. No matter how much you pretended, I wouldn't believe you because I had already seen your true colors that night. There was no way you could pretend to be cute in my eyes.
Meng Jiao didn't seem to give up. She wandered in front of my house for a long time, causing my dog to bark non-stop.
In the end, she left unwillingly.
Seeing Meng Jiao leave, I let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
I was about to return to the house, but when I turned around, I was surprised to find Meng Jiao standing behind me.#
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