The puppets' stage play

"Generally speaking, numbers are tools of expression, but people often attach mysterious meanings to some numbers."

"3. It is not obvious from 1 to 2. This number is reflected in every corner of our lives. The lowest military squad unit represents the extended result of the development of things, the most unknown number at the beginning."

"It also appears in Western mythology. If Eve and Adam are 1 and 2, then the snake and the fruit of wisdom are all manifestations of 3. There are also the so-called tridents, separation of powers, etc."

"The same numbers are 4, 7, 11, 13 and other numbers. 4 and 11 are relatively less relevant. 7. Some people think it is the number of the devil. In ancient times, there was also a tradition of using seven days as a sacrifice in the East. The other is the contract between the living person and the dead."

"13. This number of elevators rarely exists in the West. People are very taboo about mentioning this number. There are also stories about 13 in related myths..."

The sun was shining brightly, and a man was reading books in Dalin Library, which represents knowledge.

Surrounded by books such as "Theological Studies, Taboos You Have to Read", "What Myth Has Brought Us", "The Indissoluble Bond between Western Human Rights and Numbers"

"Hey"

The man closed the book tiredly. The cover read "Miracle, We Are Controlled by Numbers!" 》.

He put his hand on his forehead and felt a headache. He felt that his life was wasted.

He came here to look up the numbers in his dream.

After being harassed by nightmares before, he first gritted his teeth and took out his savings to visit various hospitals.

"Sir, you are just a little anxious. Just take a rest. I have some medicine here..."

Psychiatry costs 230 yuan.

"You are just a little uneasy about the prospect of studying. I recommend this preschool..."

The psychology department costs 350 yuan.

...he went to various medical departments, big and small, that he thought might affect him, but there were not many results. Of course, he didn't buy any medicine, and he didn't go to other preschools. He didn't have that much money...

Counting the remaining savings, he only has 1200 yuan...

I tried to look up some information online, but I got nothing. When I asked questions online, there were not many reasonable answers, and the best ones were no better than those few doctors.

He wasn't going to give up, so he came here.

Dalin Library is the largest nearby and is also close to his home.

These libraries block relevant knowledge on the Internet for their own benefit, so some things cannot be searched at all. You can only learn about it in person here. Of course, it costs money, and the only advantage is that you get paid every day.

As a result, a large amount of knowledge was queried and only a few possibilities were obtained.

'Although the reason is unclear, I have passed 4 days now, and these numbers are limited. In other words, as long as I get through it, I will be fine.'

'But...it's easier said than done, and...'

After thinking about it, the man felt ridiculous for his naivety. How could the mastermind behind the scenes let him go so easily? Nor would he.

But he...has no choice.

"Then wait." The man was silent, his head lowered and his eyes wandering.

His eyes were fixed and he looked under the table.

Insects that have died in the shadows at unknown times are ignored by no one.

He looked uncertain.

Suddenly, calm is restored.

He leaned over and picked up the insect corpse, looked at it briefly, and put it away.

Feeling unhappy, he decided to leave here.

Passing by the door, he gently put it into the garbage collection, and after a moment of confusion, he started to leave.

.................................................. .................................................. .....

It has been 5 days since then and the numbers are getting bigger and bigger.

When he wakes up, he always forgets the content of the dream, leaving only a faint palpitations.

And remember the growing numbers.

5...7...8

The man is listening in the lecture hall.

His eyes were staring straight ahead, his thoughts were fluctuating, and the sounds from the class did not enter his brain at all.

The people sitting below him frowned from time to time, their eyes meeting each other on his body. Even Song Sheng would sometimes move his eyes here during his narration.

But no one broke the rules and came forward to ask.

It has been like this these past few days, and everyone has more and more doubts in their eyes, because his condition cannot be said to be good anyway.

His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were stained here and there.

Of course.

He often falls asleep when he can't stand it anymore. He is not in the mood to eat well or take care of his image, and feels that everything doesn't matter.

Whether it's this class or himself, he... doesn't care anymore, the future, hehehe.

He smiled, with mockery and sadness in his smile.

Swish, swish, swish

Under his wandering mind, it was soon time for class to end.

The people around him moved their eyes away from him, sorting out the key points they had noted in class, and talking to each other. ,

Song Sheng wanted to turn around and leave, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the man sitting there, sighed, and walked forward.

"This classmate, although I don't know what you encountered, I have never forgotten the passion for knowledge in your eyes when you came to visit me that day. I have been waiting for you to come out on your own."

"People can't let themselves down. They should always have hope. If you have any problems... you can come to me. Although I can't guarantee that you will solve them, but..."

The people around him stopped and stared at this. Yes, although they generally don't mind their own business, it's still okay if it's a little effort for themselves.

No... not enough..., when such a voice came to his ears, the man's expression changed.

"I don't need it, thank you for all your concern!!!"

He loudly interrupted Song Sheng's words and stared fiercely at the 'good guy' in front of him and the bunch of so-called classmates behind him who usually paid no attention to him.

Do you think he can't see the hypocrisy of the person in front of him and the indifference of these classmates? Do you think he is sympathizing with him?

No, he thought to himself, these people must want him to say it and then mock him!

"I'm fine! Goodbye!!!!"

He turned around and left angrily, his face as ferocious as a demon from hell.

"This! Who is this person! The teacher obviously has good intentions."

Several people around were fighting against Song Sheng.

The swarthy man and the handsome man looked at each other, feeling a little disgusted in their hearts. They suppressed their dissatisfaction and joined in.

"call......"

Song Sheng sighed and waved his hand to stop other people's words.

Song Sheng watched the man leave with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He originally wanted to help him get out of his trough. He had seen many such people.

I want to study hard, I want to cross the class, I want to get ahead, but only when I enter the society do I understand my insignificance, my talents are limited, and I can't actually do anything.

Then... despair.

That person is actually very similar to him.

His parents disappeared when he was young, so he worked hard on his own, washing dishes, moving things, earning a meager salary, making friends with others, and accumulating social connections, and then he got to where he is now.

I just have a little extra money and can barely survive.

But...his words may go further...

The man walked out of the door, took a deep breath, and managed to regain his composure.

At this time, he noticed the cold wind flowing on the street. When he looked up, he saw dark clouds with lightning flashing in them.

At this moment, he remembered that he had not brought an umbrella, and frowned, even God was against him.

He glanced at the sky fiercely and thought in his mind.

This place is close to the east of the Central District, and my residence is far to the east in a shantytown to be developed, about an hour away.

Even if you take the convenient bus, you can save up to 20 minutes due to the remote location.

He shook his head and walked away quickly.

Boom boom boom

Rushing

It started to rain, and it looked like it was still a heavy rain. He ran hard in the rain. It started raining about five or six minutes after he started running, and his clothes were already soaked through.

He covered his head and rushed forward. The rain made him unable to open his eyes. In his ears was the music of an unknown store, echoing the thunder.

Bang, bang

He twisted his steps, bumped into something, and fell to the ground, with the rain lapping at his body.

The irregular diet and mental fatigue in the past few days prevented him from noticing the broken bricks at his feet.

He lay on the ground, feeling the cold rain hitting his body, but his mood became calm after days of anxiety.

He quietly listened to the crisp sound of rain hitting the ground and counted silently in his heart for a few seconds.

Porphyrin puff puff

There are footsteps. Is this the sound of footsteps stepping on the water? He didn't want to pay attention and waited for others to leave.

He suddenly felt strangely quiet.

The man raised his face covered with mud and water, and when he looked around, he felt that he was hallucinating. Is the person in front of him an angel or a demon?

Twenty steps away from him, a girl was standing quietly.

Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are like autumn lakes, her nose is small, her lips are pink, and her face is delicate like an elf in the mist.

She has beautiful long hair flowing down, wearing a white lace dress, her long legs are smooth and white, and her arms hang quietly on both sides.

There was no umbrella, and the rain was so intense that he could vaguely see the color of her underwear. Of course, what caught his attention the most was her expression.

She raised her head and looked at the horizon, her eyes far away, her temperament noble and cold, as if she was isolated under the rain curtain, watching alone, aloof from the world and independent.

He felt pain in his heart, and then a creepy feeling came over him. This person looked like...

Nightmare!!!!!

He got up and ran backwards, as far away from her as possible.

He turned to look back at the woman again, and the singing in his ears became clearer.

"Fall in love with that girl, put on new clothes

Waiting in my heart for the one I love most

Looking back from afar, the bright emerald flowers

......

I feel humble in my heart, that ordinary turf flower..."

‘If he met her normally, he would pursue her desperately’

A flash occurred in his mind, he suppressed this thought and ran further and further away.