Lofty future

I have had nightmares twice.

Once in the third year of high school, Chi Xue insisted on dropping out of school and went to Beijing with an unbelievable person in my eyes to pursue some kind of star dream. Cowardly behavior, but it doesn’t matter now—I live with Xiang Meifang who just fell ill, and the pressure of study and life stands on top of the pain of losing my brother, crumbling, as if the earth will collapse at any time.

At worst, I would have nightmares whenever I fell asleep.

Once I was really sleepy in class, and I could barely cover myself by erecting my books. I lay on my stomach with my eyes closed, and in less than 10 minutes, the nightmare dragged me into a shallow puddle and killed me.

The shallow puddle is also a frequent visitor in dreams. It has appeared since childhood. It is a pit dug in the farmland. The water is rainwater and can only drown children of a few years old.

I often dream that I am drowning in a sinkhole. I have dreamed about it for more than ten years, and I am still drowned by it in the third year of high school.

In the nightmare, I gritted my teeth with hatred, knowing clearly that it was a dream, and wanted to open my eyes to get rid of it, but there was a chilling force pressing down on me, wanting me to suffocate in the water.

At that time, I almost thought that I was going to die. I thought, dying in a dream should be considered an accidental death, right?But what if there is a "person" murdered in the dream?Can the police uncle find out the murderer in other people's dreams?

Maybe it was the desire to survive, maybe it was thinking too far, I gradually relaxed, and at the same time found a way to see through and resist that mysterious force, opened my eyes, and was saved.

Fighting the nightmare with wits and courage, runs through my entire third semester of high school.

The second time was the first year of going to the border and Southeast Asia.Dreams are filled with disappointment, accusations, and disbelief from others.

Countless pairs of eyes and countless mouths have cast the same condemnation at me: such a clean and pure face, how did it do such a wicked thing.

I was still young at the time, and I would still trust my brothers, such as Zhan Yunpeng, with all my heart.

I told him about my nightmares, and he was sympathetic, concerned, and sent me to see a psychiatrist on a regular basis—so I actually have plenty of experience dealing with psychiatrists.

And these experiences are like faces. When I thought about going to the expert introduced by Uncle Li, they rushed to me.

"Don't trust the psychiatrist!"

"It's not a mediocrity, it's a villain!"

"Kill them! Didn't you read the book and review?"

"What's the use of books? Stupid thing, let him see who is the real hypnotist!"

"..."

These faces and faces instigated all the way in my mind, and each one became more and more excited.I listened like a bystander and arrived at my destination before I knew it.

Physician Wu Clinic.

Hidden in a remote and dilapidated old Yangcheng residential area, it is an independent two-story building. It looks as old as the one on Guxu Road, and it is not as beautiful as others.

The signboard is like the one used by food stalls and hair salons in the early years, with a string of small colored lights wrapped around it, and they probably rely on them to illuminate the few gray words at night.

If it weren't for the introduction of an acquaintance, no one would come here to see a doctor.What's more, just looking at the signboard, you can't tell what kind of disease you can see inside.

I stood at the suspicious door and leaned in. I didn't see anyone, so I knocked on the door and asked, "Is anyone there?"

Maybe someone answered, maybe not, I couldn't hear it anyway.Waited for a while, still no one was seen.Normally, I should leave, but the unreliability of this clinic has aroused people's rebellious psychology.

I stepped through the door without authorization.

At the same time, a white wooden door inside was opened, and a man came out.The middle-aged man is half bald, with a naturally friendly face, a thin figure, and glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose.

With a smile, he looked even more kind: "Hello, hello, please sit down, sit down wherever you want, and wait for me first."

Pointing fingers casually in the room, indicating that anyone who can be counted as a chair or stool can sit, and then pushes a door to enter another room.

The door of the room was not closed, and he could be seen inside taking a white coat and putting it on.Dressed like a doctor, he came out to practice medicine.

"Why don't you sit down? Sit down, don't be reserved, don't be polite - drink water or..."

He turned around while talking, but he didn't see the mouth shape behind him, I guess it was "drink".

I didn't answer, and he didn't need my answer. When he turned back, he had two glasses of water in his hand.

Sitting opposite each other, he first looked at me with a smile for a while, and then asked, "Are you Xiang Cheng?"

I said nothing and nodded.

His posture was relaxed, with a laughing expression on his face, and his speech slowed down: "I have heard about your situation from Lao Li. Your mother and I are old friends and will help you well. Since you are here, you must also You're going to take care of it, right?"

For the time being, I nodded again.

"What do you want to talk about? Just talk about what you want to say. Why can't you hear me? You should know better than anyone else. Would you like to talk?"

I pursed my lips and remained silent. I stared at him first, then moved away after a while, then lowered my head and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Wu, are you willing to hypnotize me?"

Without looking up, I knew he was taken aback by my request.I didn't look at him, but he reached out and tapped on the table, making a gesture for me to continue communicating.

I looked up again.

If the director Chi Xue was in front of me now, she would definitely like the look in my eyes very much, and then she couldn't help but praise me for my talent and ability to act, and accurately interpret a naive and fragile soul that has been suppressed for a long time.

I am sincere: "Ordinary chatting does not work for me, I need to wash myself clean in my dream. Dr. Wu, would you help me?"

Dr. Wu looked into my eyes and asked, "Can I ask you two questions first?"

"it is good."

"First, is that voice you can hear your fear or your love?"

"All."

He listened and smiled knowingly: "Love creates fear, yes, a classic story. Second, do I need to keep the things I straightened out for you a secret from your lover?"

"……I have no idea."

There was a questioning look in his eyes, but it was as warm as spring.Instead of asking, he waited quietly for my statement, without making anyone feel offended or disturbed.

Maybe I should trust him.

Why do I not trust him?Why guard against him?This is not a gloomy hotel dungeon in Southeast Asia, nor is it a secret room full of cameras and screens, nor is he a "monitor" with ulterior motives.

He is just a psychiatrist who has been abandoned by mainstream hospitals, researching his field of interest alone, practicing medicine and treating diseases in his own way.He is still one of Xiang Meifang's few friends.

The universe is bright and quiet, Yangcheng is quiet, what is there to be nervous about?

I don't know whether to be appeased or persuaded, the noisy voices in my head slowly gave up their teeth and claws, and after a long while, they died down and hid.

I finally gave the answer: "You can judge for me."

He smiled: "You believe me a little bit, that's fine, I can try."

This hypnosis lasted for 13 minutes. Dr. Wu said that I had no idea.In my opinion, I just rarely get a really peaceful sleep.

——After the previous two nightmares became ill, I have recently felt the harbinger of its comeback.

With my unusual, turbulent and strong emotions, with the mind-wandering that Chi Xue often reminds me of, and with the bad habit of constantly reminiscing about the past, it quietly tries to crawl back into my sleep and occupy my spirit .

The noisy experiences do not want me to come, but I want to come.

Old memories and fears want to haunt me, not to let me forget or let me move forward, I have to stride over.

Dr. Wu seemed satisfied with my state: "Did you sleep well?"

"Very comfortable."

"That's good. You just told a story that sounds good. It's a good start." He took off his white coat, and took out the plastic QR code for payment from the drawer.

"The regular price is 380, and the friendship price is 260 for you. If you want to ask yourself what you said, add 180."

"..." I took out my phone, "Don't ask."

When I went out, it was already dusk.Obviously the time here is very short, but because of a good sleep without impurities, it seems that a whole day has passed, and the consciousness in the brain is stretched infinitely.

This is another mystical power compared to Nightmare.I have seen it work on others many times, and this is the first time I have had the courage to let someone else work on me.

Because I also really want to know what I can face in order to give Chi Xue a healthy and intact self.