[Funato] Dream Analysis

Han——The night will pass, and the sky will dawn.

People always retain most of their trust in the environment they are familiar with, and Fei Du is no exception.Like "The Truman Show", the hypnotist goes deep into his patient's dreams to find the truth about the patient's plight.The truth slowly surfaced as he expected, like a program that was set in advance, triggered as he went deeper step by step, showing a completely inconsistent appearance with what he expected.

He suddenly found that it was difficult for him to distinguish between dreams and reality, which was a big taboo for hypnotists.When he was flustered, he remembered Teacher Bai's class. She asked every student to make a totem to distinguish whether he was trapped in a dream, so he lowered his head to search, searching his body over and over again, but found nothing again and again.

"It should be," a young voice told him, and the voice continued to echo: "Because Mr. Bai's class doesn't exist, so the totem doesn't exist, and then the world doesn't exist either. But there are things that you My dear, laying there in chains, long dead mother, wondering who could do something so extreme? — it was me."

Now he can be sure who the owner of the voice is, not Xiang Han.Similarly, the swaying shadow outside the door is not Xiang Han, but his own paranoia.

It is very difficult to fully admit this.Luo Wenzhou understood, because for Fei Du, this was not just a dream, but an experience, a part of life, even if he would forget the details when he woke up, this is an indisputable fact.

So he put his lips on one of Fei Du's eyelids again, and reminded him with a weak voice: "You should find out where the key is."

If he accepts the facts and the concept of "Xiang Han".

"Let her go." Luo Wenzhou said, and then easily snatched the gun from his hand, "I'll wait for you outside."

It was a long dream.

The woman opened her eyes stiffly, stared at him, glared at him, watched him, questioned him.She sat up in the soft light, and let Fei Du walk forward under her gaze.He opened his clenched palm, and saw a sweaty key appeared on it.He took the woman's cold hand and slowly inserted the key into the lock hole of the shackles.

The lock was opened, but the woman did not disappear.

Fei Du looked at her fragile face, and the memory was suddenly connected to her hysterical voice in the dream, "You can't ██, you can't ██", his nerves were filled with jet-black ink, and everything he didn't understand seemed to have disappeared. Once explained and verified——"You can't obey, you can't yield."

This sentence should have been engraved in his heart like a branding iron, and he shouldn't forget it.

A piece of ice suddenly touched the pulse of his wrist, Fei Du raised his eyes, let the woman pause for a few seconds, and then led him to the closed piano in the room.She sat on it, sat on the piano chair of the upright piano, and awkwardly pressed several black and white keys.Fei Du stood aside, unable to catch the tune.

However, her appearance quietly opened the door of Fei Du's deep memory. Not long after the woman died, Fei Du would avoid the monitoring of the villa and carefully collect her old photos, but most of them were only It's just a colorful photo.Only one is different, the boy is holding it with both hands, the woman in the photo is facing away from the camera, facing the piano, the light is pulling up her withered hair, allowing her to play the same piece of music repeatedly in the chaotic time and space .

The boy said to it, I will not forget you.

But he never imagined that "Never Forget" would end up in such a paranoid form.

The woman had already recalled the tune while his thoughts were drifting away. Her bare hands were pale, transparent but powerful, hitting the keys, and the music was as loud as Sanmao's solitary tears when she shed her life into the Sahara.

Next came Fei Chengyu.He didn't look like a dead ghost, but he came in neatly dressed and carrying a newspaper.He sat on the bench by the piano and just sat there reading the newspaper, not moving.

Then the woman invited Fei Du to join her playing.

And when his fingers hit the first note, he fully understood that the woman was saying goodbye to him.So he simply let himself go, let go of those so-called arrogance and paranoia, closed his eyes, and put his whole soul into the keys.

让 流浪 的 足迹 在 荒漠 写下 的 的

飘去 飘来 的 笔迹 是 深藏 激情 的 的

Who is wandering in the voice in the reincarnation of past and future

痴情 笑 我 凡俗 的 的 关怀

After the dust ceased to be silent, only Luo Wenzhou leaned against the door frame and waited for him.

Fei Du woke up.He woke up from death with difficulty, the sound of the gunshot still echoing on the fragile eardrum, the pain in the dream carefully involved every nerve, it was very real, but the unreserved sunshine into the room was obviously more real.

There was a vague figure walking towards him, and in a trance, Fei Du heard him asking if he felt unwell.He moved his eyelids to force him to focus and regain his consciousness.

Hearing the sound, the bustling crowd gathered around him and surrounded him tightly.

A hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.That hand glowed warmly under the light, without any trace of being abused.Fei Du was startled by conditioned reflex, subconsciously looked back, and then all his eyes were fixed on a woman with watery eyes.The woman's eyes were stained a little black, and her clear eyes were full of complicated expectations.

The woman Weng moved her lips, and tears suddenly blurred her eyes, making her suddenly silent for a while, before letting her words burst out together with the emotions that did not know how long to keep.

She held his hand, which had lost its temperature due to sleep, with the palm of her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Welcome back."

FIN.

The woman Fei Du saw when he woke up was Mu Xiaoqing. I originally wanted to write about Luo Wenzhou, but then I thought he woke up with Fei Du. Besides, Fei Du’s paranoia originated from his mother, so let it end with his mother too. .

The lyrics in this chapter come from Feng Feifei's "Dream Chaser".

Randomly sort out the plot and write wherever you think of:

① No matter how carefully the dream builder constructs the dream, it is only a scene.It's like an architect building a house, but the architect doesn't know what the people who live in are thinking.This is why Chapter 1 has to retain the role of "Luo Wenzhou in Fei Du's subconscious", because the real Luo Wenzhou has to get his words from him, and he has to understand the details of him and Fei Du in this world, so as to avoid being detected by Fei Du in advance to the greatest extent. possibility.

②From the second day on, the real Luo Wenzhou launched a plan—to implant the idea of ​​"Xiang Han" into Fei Du's mind.The first step is to keep him interested in "Xiang Han", so the Dahlia case appeared.The Dahlia case did exist in Fei Du's dream, but the cause of death and the details of the deceased dictated by Luo Wenzhou in the second layer of the dream did not match his memory, which led him into a trap.Luo Wenzhou hadn’t actually received professional training, so he almost made a mistake on the second floor—the Lang Qiao in his subconscious called Fei Du a word about Mr. Fei, and this was a foreshadowing.At this time, Fei Du believed that "Xiang Han" was the victim of a case that Luo Wenzhou had experienced. In order to unravel Luo Wenzhou's knots, they entered the third floor, which was the lighthouse.

③The lighthouse completely simulated the environment in Fei Du's dream, so Luo Wenzhou could let him find the truth by himself.Fei Du identified his own nightmare as "Xiang Han". In a series of disturbances, he knew that Luo Wenzhou had to accept the fact that "Xiang Han" had died. This was actually the author's reflection of Fei Du himself. In Chapter 5, the ghost’s attitude towards him changed with him. For example, when Fei Du went upstairs and asked “Xiang Han” where Luo Wenzhou was, “Xiang Han” implied that Luo Wenzhou was arrested; After the inner fear chased him, "Xiang Han" reminded him that you should find the fourth sticky note in the pencil case.In fact, he himself is slowly accepting the fact that the dead cannot be resurrected.

④The implantation was indeed successful, and the room behind the red-lacquered wooden door showed an appearance that Fei Du couldn't let go of.Luo Wenzhou wanted him to see clearly what he had done, even in an intuitive and cruel way, and he succeeded.