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Chapter 502 I'm at a loss? ! 31
She ran her fingers into her hair irritably.

As the announcer just said, there will indeed be a heavy rain this afternoon, and the sky is gloomy now. I am afraid that this heavy rain will not be able to stop for a while.

Zhong Longguang glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was not yet 05:30. She took a few deep breaths and adjusted her breathing with great effort before walking leisurely to the printer that had stopped working. .

Taking away the two sheets of paper that were already printed on the top of the machine, Zhong Longguang casually found a comfortable angle on the sofa and lay on his side, listening to the majestic rain in his ears, and began to study carefully.

"Hello sir/ma'am.

My surname is Zhang, you can also call me Mr. Zhang, if you need to reply to the letter, you can call me that.

So in order to save your time and mine, I won't say much, let's go directly to the topic!
The dream I am having now has been going on since the beginning of June. At that time, my wife and I went to Fog City for our honeymoon. The scenery there is really beautiful, the water is also very clear, and the air is very fresh. It is so beautiful.

Except for our hotel...

We had a hiccup at the hotel.

Because of this episode, until today, I still suspect that it was because of the hotel that I was haunted by this terrible dream.

Had I known that such a thing would happen, I would never have chosen to give in.

The thing is, we had booked a suite at that hotel, and that suite was the first room on the left side of the elevator, which was very convenient.

Unfortunately, there was a big fire in the hotel that day. Although the room we originally booked was not burned particularly badly, the waiter suggested us to live in another suite because of the unsightly appearance.

This incident was originally the fault of the hotel staff, but do you know what room they arranged for our husband and wife?

A suite at the end of a corridor.

Let's talk about that dream again!In fact, I have had many dreams since I was a child, but I have never had a dream that has to be repeated so many times like the current dream.

I dreamed that dream again last night. Counting what I did last night, this is the sixth time my No.30 has encountered this dream.

This has been bothering me for almost a month, I feel like I am having the same dream every day, every day seems to be a repeating day.

My wife and I have been thinking a lot lately that maybe it has something to do with the hotel giving us the last room down the hall on our honeymoon.

If it hadn't been for this, I probably wouldn't have to bother with this dream now.

But it is very strange, my dream, the scene I saw in the dream has nothing to do with the hotel.

Not only is it irrelevant, but it seems that there is no one in eight poles.

The house in the dream definitely didn't look like a hotel, it looked like a private residence of a wealthy family.

The house seemed to be quite old, and it was made of wood.

There are many rooms in the house. I counted them. There are thirteen rooms in total. In fact, these are nothing. I don’t care about the number thirteen at all. What I don’t like is the number fourteen. There is no such thing as thirteen. question.

What caught my attention most in that house was that it had a very spacious corridor.

The hallway is so wide that it can fit two cars, which is unreasonably wide, so I don't care.

Because my wife and I have always wanted to build a corridor that is twice as narrow as the corridor in our dream near the wall at home, so that we can hang clothes outside even in rainy days, and we don’t have to do it every time the weather changes. They all hurried out to the balcony to collect their clothes.

This kind of construction is so convenient. It just so happens that my wife has a bad waist, so this kind of construction is the most suitable for the two of us.

oh sorry!The topic is off topic.

Talk about that hallway!I was quite envious of the owner of this house having a spacious corridor, but after seeing the furnishings on that corridor, I am only afraid of that corridor now.

The hallway in the dream didn't look as simple as being used to dry clothes, with a large mirror on the side, it looked more like it was reserved for someone to dress up there.

The mirror is set on the wooden wall on the east side. It is an oval-shaped ancient mirror. The four sides of the mirror are engraved with many very special and exquisite patterns, as well as some words similar to writing.

On the first night of my stay in the hotel that day, that was the first day I dreamed about this place. The first time I dreamed, I only saw myself walking in front of the mirror and then woke up.

As the saying goes, I think about it every day and dream at night. I didn't think much about it at the time, I just thought that I had a strange dream. What kind of dreams are not strange, right?I think you're thinking the same way now, and I thought so when I started.

After waking up from the dream that morning, I went to play happily.

But when I dreamed of the same place, walked the same corridor, and saw the same mirror on the second day, the third day, the fourth day... for a week in a row, I slowly realized that something was wrong.

Everything seemed out of my control.

After discussing with my wife, we decided to communicate with the hotel that we want to change to another suite, even if it is not a suite, a single room is also possible.

But the hotel staff explained that they are now in the peak season, and the hotel rooms are almost full, leaving only luxury suites.

They said that unless we are willing to pay more to live in a deluxe room, we can only endure it a little longer, or wait until someone else checks out.

I got mad because it seemed to us that it was their responsibility at all.

We had an argument with the hotel staff and it ended up being unpleasant for both parties.

There is no way, my wife and I can only hastily end this honeymoon trip and go home.

I slept one night on the plane before going home, and I didn't have that dream again, let alone any other dreams.

I thought that dream was gone because we had already left that deceitful hotel.

It’s just that I never imagined that on the first night when I went home, lying on a familiar bed, I dreamed of that old house again, that wide and scary corridor, and that mirror for whom I don’t know .

In addition to these identical things, there was one more thing in that dream than before, that is, a long flowing hair grew out of the mirror, only hair, I woke up in shock!
It's not that I'm timid, but I usually like to watch those films, see hair growing out of the mirror, and think about it to know what will happen next.

I think that long hair will crawl out of the mirror, wrap around my neck fiercely, and drag me into the mirror.

That's what I was thinking at the time, and just thinking about this scene totally freaked me out. "

(End of this chapter)