Lose the lights and spend another night

"Branch swallows, branch swallows, we meet each other in dreams a few times."

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"Bamboos in deep alleys, bamboos in deep alleys, every plant and tree are haggard."

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"The geese fly south, the geese fly south, it breaks my heart to see my old friend."

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"Last night plum, last night plum, who knows who will wither alone?"

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There are long nursery rhymes and overlapping shadow puppets.

I have had this similar dream for many years.

I ran behind the shadow puppet screen several times, but I still couldn't see the appearance of the puppet.

"who are you?!"

However, every time I ask this sentence, my dream stops abruptly.

I can't remember how many times I dreamed of this scene. Cold sweat gradually broke out from the vest, and the night was so quiet that I could only hear my heartbeat.

The fluorescent alarm clock on the bedside table showed AM4:45. I took a few deep breaths, and when I calmed down, I rubbed my eyes and decided to get up and continue writing. After all, the boss has been pressing me hard these days, and the sooner I finish it, the sooner I write It's over.

I almost forgot to introduce, my name is Xi Huan, I am 25 years old, and I am a reporter for a geographical magazine.

"Om-"

The phone rang suddenly, I took out the phone and answered the call.

"Xi Huan, come quickly, we want to be the first to do a big exclusive!" The caller was my old friend and also my colleague Du Fangfang.

"Where are you coming from?"

"Cave Heaven Abundance Land!"

"Isn't Dongtianfudi a real estate under construction?"

"Oh, the foundation is being dug, so something big happened!"

"What's the big deal?"

"You'll know when you come! That's it, bye!"

"you……"

Fangfang always does things in such a hurry, and I am used to this way of getting along.

After simply washing and dressing, I rode my little electric donkey to the construction site in the cave.

When it was daylight, I rode outside the construction site.

Several isolation belts have been pulled up here, and I just stopped the little eDonkey, and was torn off by Fang Fang who was waiting anxiously, and hurriedly pulled me to run inside.

"Fangfang, can you run slower? I'm almost out of breath!"

"If you want to die, you have to wait until the news is released!"

"what?"

"Hee hee, I said the wrong thing, I said the wrong thing." She smiled apologetically and patted my head, "After sending out this order, my sister treats you to a big meal!"

"Big meal? Could it be the roadside stall from last time?" I curled my lips, not giving any hope at all.

"What do you think? Haha." Fangfang smiled mysteriously, and I knew I must be right again.

I gave her a blank stare, what else can I say?

"Fangfang, this way." The person in charge of the construction site seemed to know Fangfang, and he waved to Fangfang enthusiastically.

Fangfang nodded and walked over quickly, "Third Uncle, are all the experts here?"

"Come on, it's all down there!"

I rubbed my temples, no wonder I want to grab the exclusive, the person in charge here is my own, how can other reporters get in?

"Xi Huan, come with me!" Fang Fang adjusted the camera like chicken blood, and waved to me.

"it is good."

I nodded and followed her down the foundation pit.

Several construction site lights were projected on the southeast corner, and there was a circle of people over there, carefully cleaning the surrounding soil one by one.

"What did you dig over there?" I couldn't help asking.

"It seems to be an ancient tomb, and I don't know what dynasty it is." She said slowly, her tone suddenly a little regretful, "As soon as the excavator was lowered, the top of the tomb cracked, and a lot of silk fabrics were also damaged, and they are now being rescued."

"It's a pity." My heart twitched inexplicably, the closer I got to the ancient tomb, the more palpitated I was.

"Who are you?"

"We belong to the magazine, and this is my ID." Fangfang quickly introduced herself, and she glanced at me, "She is my colleague, Xi Huan, your ID!"

I took out the ID from my pocket and handed it to the person in charge who asked us.

His gaze inadvertently glanced at the tombstone of that ancient tomb - the tomb of Yingsheng, the dead daughter of Shenmen.

Yingsheng...

Why is the name so familiar?

My eyes stayed on that name for a long time, and my ears suddenly buzzed. It seemed that many people were talking to me, but I couldn't hear a word clearly.

"Hey! Xi Huan, what's wrong with you? Hey! Hey! Why are your eyes so red all of a sudden?" Fangfang abducted me several times before I came back to my senses, only feeling that my eyes were sore and swollen.

Why do I want to cry?

"I...it's fine..." I shook my head, rubbed my eyes, and tears welled up, "I guess I didn't get enough sleep." It was an explanation to Fangfang, and it was also an explanation to myself.

Fangfang was a little worried about my health, "Persist a little longer, the interview is over, and sister will send you back to rest."

"You can do interviews, but you have to be careful. If you can't take pictures of some things, you don't want to take pictures." The person in charge returned all the documents to us and confessed.

Fangfang nodded sharply, "En! En! We will do what you say!" After finishing speaking, she held up her camera, took a photo of the ancient tomb, and continued to ask, "Which dynasty is the owner of this tomb?" people?"

The person in charge squatted beside the tombstone, pointing to the small characters on the side, "In the fourth year of Qingli, it should be the tomb of Renzong in the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Northern Song Dynasty, this tomb seems to be of high archaeological value!" Fangfang was a little excited, and she subconsciously looked at me, "Xi Huan, what are you still doing, come and help me record."

"Oh, good." I recovered from my stupor again, took out a notebook and pen from my backpack, and began to carefully record the information I heard.

This morning, I heard the person in charge talk a lot about the folk burial culture in the Northern Song Dynasty, but the only thing I can recall afterwards is the tomb of the deceased daughter of Shenmen, Yingsheng, these eight words.

"Yingsheng..."

I don’t know if I was bewitched, or I was tired these days, I would always hear myself calling this name in the dead of night, but the dream that had followed me for 25 years suddenly disappeared without a trace after that day.

After the report was sent out, the attention rate of Dutiao was the highest, and the bonus was received a week later, which can be regarded as living up to the all-night drafting of the past few days.

"Xi Huan, let's go, my sister treats you to a big meal!"

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the magazine, I was hooked by Fangfang.

"Okay, which street to go?" I asked with a smile.

"You look down on me so much! Today, my sister treats you to a big meal!"

"where are we going?"

"Just go with my sister!"

After so many years, this is the first time that Fangfang has "invited" a big meal.

After drinking and eating, I took Fangfang home with a small e-Donkey. After all, this guy had a good meal today, and he drank a few more drinks, so I was a little worried about letting her go back alone.

"Do you think it's strange? The prefect's daughter is buried with only half a box of silk and a box of shadow puppets." Fang Fang suddenly mentioned this while lying on my back.

I was startled, "The prefect's daughter?"

"It's that Shen Yingsheng!" Fangfang sprayed the smell of alcohol on my face.

"The tomb owner?"

Heart, inexplicably tugged.

I replied in a deep voice.

"No, I went to interview experts later to see if there is anything I can dig up later, but I only got this information."

"Are shadow puppets valuable in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Things that ordinary children can play with, do you think they are worth money? Her father is a magistrate, an official! He doesn't give his daughter anything valuable. In my opinion, he must be a straight man with cancer!"

"Heh, maybe those shadow puppets are her most cherished?"

"how do you know?"

I really don't know, I can only be silent.

"Xi Huan, are you still having that dream?" Fangfang suddenly tightened her grip on my neck, and pressed her hot cheek against mine. I had some inexplicable resistance to such contact. I don't like being with people. too close.

"I'm used to it." I replied lightly, turned a corner, and entered the community where Fangfang was.

"My sister left something good for you." Fang Fang climbed down from the little e-donkey, rummaged through her bag, and took out a kraft paper envelope, "You can read it when you go back, don't let others know, otherwise, I want the dog to take it!"

"Okay, okay, okay." I took the envelope and looked at her, "Is it okay for you to go up by yourself?"

"OK! Sis can still drink a dozen!" Fang Fang patted her chest, "Don't underestimate Sis!"

"Hmm." I smiled slightly, watching her staggeringly walk to the unit door, took out the door card and opened the unit door.

"I heard from a psychologist friend that a person always has the same dream, and if he sees something or a person in the dream in the real world, the dream will disappear." She leaned against the door and said suddenly , "Sister, I hope these photos can help you, so that you can have really good dreams in the future."

"Thank you!" Needless to say, I already knew that the envelope must contain the funerary shadow puppet photos secretly taken by Fangfang.

"Well, what a dream." Fangfang blinked at me, then closed the unit door and walked to the elevator.

I looked down at the envelope in my hand, put the envelope in my bag, and rode out of the community on a small electric donkey.

After more than 20 minutes, I turned into the community where I lived by bicycle.

Strange to say, there are usually many elderly people dancing in the square in the community at this time, but today it is surprisingly quiet.

Well, I can go to bed early and quietly, maybe I can really have a good dream that I haven't seen for 25 years like Fangfang said.

I parked the little eDonkey, took the key and went downstairs.

"Boom!"

there--

A drunken girl tapped on the door of the unit, as if she wanted to enter.

"you……"

I walked over, but before I could say anything, the girl suddenly went limp.I subconsciously stretched out my arms to hug her. The strong smell of alcohol on her body was mixed with a very special fragrance, which was enough to make my heart beat wildly inexplicably.

Her eyes were blurred, but she grinned the moment she saw me, and fell into my arms and fell asleep.

"Hey! Wake up! Where do you live?"

I tried to shake her awake, but I soon found it was futile.

It's dangerous for a girl to get drunk alone.

I was always a stranger, how could she sleep so deeply, I shook my head, I could only carry her home temporarily, and planned to send her home tomorrow when she woke up.

But I didn't know that my acquaintance with her was never accidental.

Everything is actually preordained.

The author has something to say: Yes, Chang Ning tried his best to open a pit, but what is not dead is that there are manuscripts for this pit opening~~~=.=

I wrote about one-third of the digging, and I am preparing for a double update in July. Please support me~

This story is a stalk of past life and present life that I suddenly wanted to write. There are ancient chapters and modern chapters~ Read it slowly~ If there is no accident, this article will be updated every other day. If there is more time for coding, of course it will be updated every day~~