escape from the world

Fang Chen didn't look back, his hands were shaking slightly, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his breathing was cold.

That gaze was like a substance, climbing up his back little by little, half of his body was numb, almost kneeling on the ground, feeling hot and cold, the two temperatures alternated, making his head ache.Those eyes looked at him, wandering around, and with the wind blowing across his cheeks, Fang Chen had the illusion that as long as he turned around, he could see the man's face, and he was close to him.

"Fang Chen?"

The voice came from behind.

The man didn't lie next to his ear but behind him, even some distance away from him.

This didn't make Fang Chen feel at ease, but trembled even more. He was so familiar with this voice, calling him over and over again in his dreams, leading him to a dead end.But he still turned his head to see the faces of the people behind him in the dim moonlight.

——People don't grow up like this.

The man was decomposing, Fang Chen saw the weird wriggling muscles on his face, the shirt was tied up, and the bruised wrist was mottled with red patches, fresh red, as if bleeding would ooze any moment.

The red blood clot was magnified countless times, filling Fang Chen's eyes, and then he heard——

"Fang Chen."

Someone is calling him.

he wakes up.

The beige curtains let in a little light, the bedroom door was wide open, Fang Chen curled up on the bed and took a rest for a while, the dream had become hazy, some details could not be remembered clearly, he closed his eyes and lifted the quilt.Another nightmare.

Recently, he can always dream of some strange things. In the dream, he is frightened and frightened. When he wakes up, he also has palpitations, but he soon recovers and feels that the things in the dream are not a big deal. He even forgets the content of the dream after a while.

The window of the living room was closed, Fang Chen opened it, and the wind blew away the troubled mind. He went to the bathroom to wash up, and paused for a moment when he picked up the toothbrush. He didn't remember closing the window last night.Fang Chen took a look at the living room with his toothbrush in his mouth, probably shut it again for fear of catching a cold.

After packing up everything and getting ready to go out, Fang Chen held the doorknob and stopped. The dream last night made him a little uncomfortable. Dark and bright eyes, with a touch of blue under the eyes, the contour of the face is soft, the eyes are bent and there are lying silkworms, and it looks very energetic.

Fang Chen pointed at the mirror with his fingertips, turned his head and turned the doorknob.There is nothing outside the door, clean and white tiles, and the elevator is working normally.

He took a step and heard voices in the corridor.

"How do I know?" It was a female voice.

Fang Chen closed the door, hesitated for a while and still didn't take the elevator, stepped on the corridor and looked up to see a man and a woman standing at the bend of the stairs.

Fang Chen knew that girl, named Xie Ying, who lived upstairs from him, she was very beautiful, her hair was permed and dyed long and draped over her shoulders, her eyelids and nails were always colored.She crossed her arms, and Fang Chen saw the red color on her nails, bright red, as if she had seen it somewhere but couldn't remember.

The man standing opposite the girl was very face-to-face. Fang Chen couldn't see his whole face, only a profile. It could be seen that he was a very handsome man with a high nose bridge, but his expression was indifferent.

The two realized that someone was coming out and stopped to look at him.

"Let's go?" Xie Ying asked with a smile, she is indeed good-looking, no matter how heavy the makeup is, she can still see her good foundation.

The man didn't speak, and silently looked at Fang Chen at the bottom of the stairs.This made Fang Chen see his appearance clearly, and felt that the two were a good match, a man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful appearance, and it was probably a young couple quarreling.

He and the man looked at each other, an inexplicable strange feeling climbed up, Fang Chen felt uncomfortable, nodded hurriedly to say hello, and then walked downstairs.

I ran into Fan Yingying again on the first floor, this time he walked quickly, greeting him a bit perfunctorily, the girl was left behind and looked at him from a distance.

A group of elders and aunts gathered downstairs earlier, waving fans and chatting.Seeing Fang Chen, Mrs. Wu raised her voice again: "You didn't even say hello when you saw your aunt?"

Fang Chen felt his lips were dry, so he licked his lips and smiled reluctantly, although he didn't know what he was afraid of: "Morning, Aunt Wu."

Only then did Mrs. Wu feel satisfied, as if she had fixed her sight on Fang Chen, she said again: "Look at you, you are frizzy, come back at night and talk to us downstairs if you are not in a hurry."

"it is good."

Fang Chen just answered casually, but when he came back at night, he was caught by Mrs. Wu, and he couldn't get away from sitting around a group of people. This time, Uncle Wu was also among them.

Gossip is always inseparable from places with many people. Older people love to lament the impermanence of the world. The topic changed again and again. Granny Wu suddenly lowered her voice mysteriously: "This person, sometimes he is really bad. It's over."

Everyone asked together: "How do you say that?"

"Didn't I go to the market to sell vegetables with my old man a while ago?" Mrs. Wu was suddenly pulled by Uncle Wu while talking, "Hey, what are you doing?" She gave Uncle Wu a blank look, turned her head and continued to say with great interest, "The mountain road that took a short cut, guess what you saw?"

"What?"

"There was a car accident!"

Someone said, "Isn't that common?"

"How can it be? At that time, no one was walking on that road. Just those two cars. I think there was a car driven by drinking too much. Another car crashed!"

"It crashed? Then what?"

"The car that hit someone was fine, it just turned around and ran away! Tell me, how wicked!" Mrs. Wu widened her eyes and looked unacceptable. Her wife was sitting next to her, listening to her. He shook his head and sighed.

"What happened later? Just ran away like this?"

Mrs. Wu slapped her leg: "That's right! I think the one who was hit can be saved..."

"Did you call the police?" Fang Chen interrupted suddenly.

"...I don't know about that." Mrs. Wu probably didn't expect Fang Chen to be able to speak. She rolled her eyes and thought about it before adding, "Someone must have called the police. I seem to have seen someone calling."

Someone asked again: "Did the man be saved, and was the one who hit the car caught?"

Mrs. Wu couldn't answer, "I don't know..."

"Okay! Let's talk about something else." Uncle Wu finally couldn't hold back, "It's useless to talk about it every day." Mrs. Wu punched him, "Go back if you don't want to listen. Are you running a money market at home? Look at the little money your daughter sent back this month!"

The people around were still discussing, but they no longer asked about the outcome of the people who were hit. They said that the hit-and-run people were too hateful. Mrs. Wu agreed with it from time to time, and then they discussed similar incidents.

Fang Chen couldn't sit still, and Mrs. Wu also saw that he didn't want to stay here, so she waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can go back to have a meal too. I know you young people don't want to stay with us old people .”

Fang Chen took the elevator home, and the couple downstairs started again. They seemed to come here at any time of the day and night. .He doesn't like blowing air conditioners very much. The artificial cold air seems to be embedded in his bones, and it is a kind of cold that seeps from the inside out.

Lying on the sofa and looking at the phone for a while, Fang Chen felt drowsy again, and he heard someone calling him while he was half asleep.This time he clearly felt that it was a dream. In the dream, someone held his hand, generous and warm, dispelling countless coldness, and he even heard himself talking.

"...it's okay, it'll be fine."

Who is he talking to?What will be fine?

"Then let's be together and make a living."

He saw himself, younger than now, with a cup of ice cream in his hand, his soft hair being stroked by both hands, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was very happy: "I don't dislike you, really, really, really of!"

Fang Chen doesn't remember laughing like this, and he can't see who he is talking to. Everything is illusory, like being locked in a transparent cover, surrounded by milky white lilies, falling down densely, some falling on Fang Chen's shoulder The ground quickly withered, and more fell to the ground to pave a white road. He glimpsed things in the gaps of the petals, broken and incomplete, and fleeting pictures. He could not convey his emotions, nor could he see more .

The dream was sweet and weird.

Fang Chen woke up in a burst of coldness. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the dark sky outside. He stood up with cold hands and feet and a sore neck. He touched the remote control on the sofa and turned off the air conditioner. He stared at the ground in a daze for a while, until His stomach was rumbling, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Standing in the living room, he heard a slight noise. At first he thought it was an illusion, but when he approached the entrance, the noise became more obvious. There was a very light knock on the door, like someone knocking with nails.

Before he realized what it was, he took a step forward, and the knock on the door suddenly became louder, as if impatient, heavy and powerful, banging on the door panel.Fang Chen took a step back in fright, thinking of yesterday's dream, his whole back felt chilly.

what time is it now?A question suddenly popped up in his mind, he stiffened his neck and turned to look at the wall watch in the living room - 2:00.

The author has something to say: I must say it——I like Gong very much!