I opened a small store in the capital.
There’s no supply in the palace. I can only dream about my boyfriend.
A month later, my boyfriend got angry.
“When you’re dead, you’re pretty high down there. I’m sorry.
01
When I passed a year, I decided to do a little business in the shadows.
After a long visit, I found out there was no love shop in the house.
I found a business opportunity and I immediately took out all the savings and took it to the store.
It’s just a place. Where do you want it?
He wanted to go, and I hit the wrong boyfriend.
I bought a dreamer with the last piece of paper, and at night I got into a boyfriend’s dream.
“Honey, honey, I miss you so much. I’m sorry.
A year has passed and the abyss seems to be much more mature than before.
He’s still wearing a nightgown I bought with him. On top of his head, he was much thinner than he used to be, and only the handsome dead man had the same face.
He looked at me faceless, with a cold eye.
I don’t think the dog man forgot me!
It’s only when I want to do something to wake up his sad memories that Rudd finally says, “Well,” which is an answer.
I’m relieved. It’s good to remember me.
I had less money, and the dreamer gave me five minutes to dream.
I had to stick my head on the puddle, and I couldn’t get past it. “Honey, life is so lonely without you, if only you could help me. I’m sorry.
“Oh? How help. I’m sorry.
“It’s so simple, just send me some DIY tools. I’m sorry.
With limited time, I’ve got a brain that’s full of a preconceived entry list.
The next second, I found the root of the earth’s ears… and the eyes became red.
It seemed like he wanted to say something, but I couldn’t even hear it, and the dreamer ended my dream.
When I get back, I’ll have nothing to do with whether or not I’m going to burn something.
I’ve been dead for a year. I haven’t burned a piece of paper.
But I can’t find anyone but him.
I can’t let my old father and mother burn this for me!
I was waiting for about three or four days at the twilight station, and I finally received the package I had received from Yokoshi when I thought it had failed.
I’m happy to watch the top dragon write the word “Photo.”
Take a look, I’m in the head list of my dreams.
Heavens, Luobu has finally done something!
It’s a scorpion shit in the city.
After all, who’s going to want their family to burn this?
The shop opened and immediately attracted countless dead ghosts.
Soon, all the goods were bought empty.
The ghosts want to be in a better place, but I still have the luxury of keeping children out of the wolf’s way, and with all my recent work, the males go to the Dream Office and film all the pents in the dreamer’s face.
“This time, for an hour! I’m sorry.
02
I spent a few hours of sleep in Lubu, and it took me hours to play cards with the dreamer and finally wait until the man fell asleep.
I looked at the watch on the wall at 3:00 in the morning.
“You slept too late. I’m sorry.
It is as if the puddle is still in the company, wearing a frowned shirt and a pale cheek red, and it is as if it is only on pay and people are on the sofa of their offices.
I went over there and smelled, “Did I drink? I’m sorry.
He looked at me for a few seconds, determined who I was, then slowly took it back, and he said, “Well.”
Anyway, I sat down on a scooter, “You have to take care of yourself. You know how long I’ve been waiting there until you fall asleep? I’m sorry.
I lost more than 100 pence to the dreamer.
“You still care about me, you haven’t seen me in a year. I’m sorry.
“Of course I care! It’s not, it’s not that I didn’t get a chance before. I’m sorry.
I’m laughing at my face, and I’m thinking that if I die, no one will supply me.
I scratched my head, and I was going to get to the point, “Well, I got what you burned me last time. I’m sorry.
The abyss looked up and waited for my words.
I swallowed the saliva. “We mean, can, can I get some more? I’m sorry.
Rumor has it, Lubu laughs.
The little tiger’s teeth, hidden in the bottom of the smile.
“Don’t you have a dog underneath me? I’m sorry.
I shake my head like a drum, “No, I’m playing with myself…”
“Why didn’t you try it while you were alive?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t think I’d try.
Try it with me…
Try it…
A series of scenes of Marseilles came out of my head and I fled my dream in red.
When I got back, the dreamer was playing with the Russian cubes on his legs.
The children’s game was burned by his son last year.
All day long, baby.
Seeing me out, he put the game in his pocket, “Twenty minutes left, how come he got out early? I’m sorry.
And I thought about it, “Twenty minutes to save it, and I’ll be back. I’m sorry.
I didn’t wait to hear from the dreamer.
This is a failed negotiation.
I couldn’t make a mess of it.
The ghost people come to my store all day and rush me.
Just as I was trying to find some other way, I was contacted at the Quantico station, saying I had my yang package.
It’s a box full of gold, a little twitch in the heart, and it looks like it’s full of what I want, and it’s even richer than last time.
There are many other species I’ve never even seen.
What kind of fortune is Luk Yu?
I couldn’t wait to get them all out and put them on display, and I saw a card at the bottom.
It was written in black pen.
“The next time you ask me for something, you read it as a report, not less than 800 words per commodity.” I’m sorry.
User experience report?
Not less than 800 words?
I took an inventory of the goods I sent to me.
It’s basically a long story.
I didn’t know it was a good idea!
03
Frankly, I’ve never used one of these.
But nothing can stop my determination to make money.
When I launched a user-based evaluation exercise in the shop, I gave a coupon to anyone whose feedback exceeded 800 words.
Under my smart marketing, in less than a week I’ve not only sold all my goods, but I’ve also reaped such dictionaries.
I just went to the DREA with my head on my head. I’m sorry.
“Hmm-hmm. I’m sorry.
Dreaming officer frowns, “No dead man spends so much pent money every day in a living dream, not like you when Jobs came underground. I’m sorry.
I smiled, “I’m taking care of your business. I’m sorry.
“Thank you very much. I’m sorry.
The dreamer opened the door to dreams. I thought it was going to be a long time, but this time it went so well.
I looked at the watch on the eye clock at 7:00 p.m.
“Why are you sleeping so early?”
In addition, there is a white shirt with a nice pen on it, and there is a long, leisure pants, which should have been carefully trimmed and sprayed.
The wrists of his right hand were worn by the watch I had given him, and the watch was worn in plain white, without in any way affecting his noble qualities.
Who sleeps like that? It’s a mess.
I wonder, “Will you know I’m back today? I’m sorry.
The result was a smirk from the land.
Well, that’s not enough.
I was sitting in a chair, like a godfather. Did you finish your homework? I’m sorry.
Still working.
What a personal thing.
I took out the user experience from my bag and put my hands on it, “The user experience you asked for is all written, please read it. I’m sorry.
“This is all you wrote when you ran out of it.” I’m sorry.
Sniffed my heart tight.
I’ve read it before. I’ve deleted all the names.
I want to look at it while I’m saying yes, and I don’t feel comfortable.
“Read it yourself.” I’m sorry.
I blinked, and I said to him, “The user has a great experience and wants to do something humiliating with the man.” That’s what I’m talking about. I’m sorry.
It’s kind of nice and polite.
I’m not ashamed to ask, “What’s the problem? I’m sorry.
“Who is your god?” I’m sorry.
Damn it, wait for me here!
“Listen to me, I didn’t mean it, I meant it…”
I can’t explain that!
“You’re my man!” I’m sorry.
I hear the face of the river has become more visible.
Even the horns of the mouth, which have no radians for thousands of years, rose softly, and the eyes were filled with satisfaction.
“Well, you’re good. Tell me what you want. I’m sorry.
It’s the first time I’ve seen a man so handsome!
I couldn’t bear to run over to the landline. I’m sorry.
It’s obvious that the abyss has stopped for a moment, and it’s like an incredible stretch of hand touching my face and staring at my pupil’s eye.
I knew what he wanted to ask and said, “This is a dream. I’m sorry.
Dreams are illusory.
But it’s also the only real thing in the world.
I’m done. I’ve got red eyes in the abyss.
It took so long for my hands to be pulled back.
The bell rings and it’s time to split.
I said, “Little, burn me more.” I’m sorry.
Lubu didn’t return me.
But I know he will.
04
With the help of the river, my business is on fire.
At this rate of gold, I’ll be able to break into the Southeast Treasure List in a few more months.
Too bad I didn’t save.
All the money I made, I used to meet Lubu.
“You can’t do this without restraint. I’m sorry.
I can’t look at you like a dreamer, and remind me, “You’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead, you’re in love with a big living person. I’m sorry.
“Whoever is in love, I am going to buy. “I’m a strategic investment for business to be sustainable. I’m sorry.
“Well, you don’t understand, either. I’m sorry.
The dreamer’s not happy, “I told you, get the fuck inside. I’m sorry.
Dreams open, the abyss is waiting for me.
I ran and grabbed the waist of the abyss, buried my face in his chest, and cried sweetly: “Honey! I’m sorry.
The land plumbed with horns and tried to hold me, but I couldn’t take it back.
I wasn’t aware of the anomaly in Lubuchi, and I was a little excited. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I leaned on the land, nagging, “Do you know who I saw the day before?” Zhang, it’s our senior high school teacher. You said you were young. You just got married last year, right? I’m sorry.
As soon as my voice came down, I felt frozen, and I didn’t answer the question: “If I died now, would I meet you?” I’m sorry.
I reacted for seconds to realize what the abyss was saying.
“How did you get that idea? Lubu, you can’t die. You have to live with me. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
It’s hard to figure out what happened.
“Why can’t I?” I’m sorry.
“Isn’t that different?” I’m a hero on the news. Besides, my parents and my sister, I don’t have anything to worry about. Your parents are your only son. I’m sorry.
“Silent? “Did you think of me when you gave your life to save? Sometimes I wonder if you’ve ever loved me. I’m sorry.
The abyss is filled with water and takes a few breaths to heal.
“It’s not like that. I’m sorry.
I was shaking my head to explain, but I didn’t say it, and the dream started to tear.
I was forced to play out.
“What’s going on?”
I went to the dreamer’s office, “Why didn’t the time come before two hours?” I’m sorry.
And the dreamer looked weird, “No, shouldn’t it be the system? I’m sorry.
We tried a few more times, and it didn’t work.
I can’t change a machine if I’ve given you so many pents!
I couldn’t wait for the dream door to open, I had to go back.
But the next day I still couldn’t get into the dreams of the abyss.
“Not fixed yet?”
“It’s not bad at all. The dream officer frowns, “It’ll be all right after the overhaul.” I’m sorry.
Then why can’t I?
Dreamer guessed, “Maybe he was awake. I’m sorry.
It’s impossible. It won’t keep me waiting. He knows I’m dreaming. He’s always there. I’m sorry.
After I said it, I realized something was wrong.
See you around?
How can humans keep sleeping so I can see at any time?
Apparently, the dreamer realized it was wrong.
I’m holding the dreamer’s arm. “Dreamman, if someone suddenly falls unconscious, will I be squeezed out of my dream? I’m sorry.
“The coma is completely unconscious and the dream gate is closed. I’m sorry.
The dreamer advised me, “Don’t think. He’s not heartbroken. Who’s gonna let himself stay asleep for a long time and wait to see you?” Must be a few days of busy work. I’ll see you soon. I’m sorry.
But I waited so long that I couldn’t see Lubu.
And he promised to burn it to me, too.
What’s going on?
05
I had no financial resources and went back to the initial state of the capital.
Now I only have a few minutes left to use for the last time I contacted Lubu, and in order to meet this man early, I’ll wait by the dreamer.
He’s playing Russian diamonds over there, and I’m like, “How old is your son?” I’m sorry.
The dream officer thought, “I left when I was seven, so I guess I was 14 this year. I’m sorry.
“You’ve been dead for seven years, and your son can still burn the game, and he’s very kind. I’m sorry.
“My son kissed me when he was a kid. I’m sorry.
“This is the last toy I’ve bought him before, probably to make fun of me. I’m sorry.
Without the penthouse, you can’t dream.
I’m a little curious. “Your family didn’t pay you for the paper? I’m sorry.
“No, probably hate me. I’m sorry.
Dreamers’ rough fingers rubbed on the edges of the game, and the faces of the four sides were so sad, like memories.
“I died in a car. It was sudden, on my way home from work. Leave a wife and a child, an orphan and a widow, and hate me. I’m sorry.
“No, I’m a ghost, I’m trying to save some money to see them girls, to see if I can see my wife and son.” I’m sorry.
Disgrace is a public service with few salaries, but the credit is multiplied.
It’s true that every ghost has every ghost’s heart, and he’s a five-year-old man like a dreamer.
Speaking of my son, the dreamer’s mouth is idle: “My son is with my daughter-in-law and handsome. I’m sorry.
I have seen the country face in a quaint manner, and obviously I don’t believe it.
The dreamer knew my question and pulled a picture out of his pocket, “I’ll show you. I’m sorry.
I’ve seen my face, and I’m stuck.
In the picture, a woman with a smiley face hugged a little friend, who was about six or seven years old and lost a tooth in the mouth.
Just… why does it look so familiar?
The sudden brakes and the loud screams resounding in my ears, and the pain of the separation of the child’s body and soul seems to have struck again.
Now the pain in the body is long gone, but it’s still an unconscious twitch.
The dreamer filmed me, “What are you thinking? I’m sorry.
I looked back and said, “Well, I’ll give it back.” I’m sorry.
Dreaming officer dissatisfied, “False.” I’m sorry.
The door to my dreams was opened, and my eyes were bright, “Dreamman, can I go in? I’m sorry.
I don’t know if I’m infected, but the dreamer seems a little excited, “Come on, 40 minutes, hurry up. I’m sorry.
I’m going in. “Logland! I’m sorry.
But it’s a disease.
He did not open his eyes and was alone in his bed, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant water.
In a few days, the abyss was thinned and its face was pale and the whole person was in a lack of life.
My tears were brushed down.
It seems that it took all its strength to raise its hand and finally touched my cheek.
His voice is weak, so I can hear it.
He said, “You can’t burn your stuff, can you? I’m sorry.
What time is it?
He made me sad for half the time. I’m sorry.
The puddles don’t answer, just stare at me.
This time is limited, and I can hardly talk to him.
“I gotta go. I bowed my head to my own lips and said, “Take care of yourself and don’t let me die. I’m sorry.
I’ve been in a good mood.
After some time, the parcels from the Landyon arrived.
The shop was reopened and my ghost was on track.
But that day, when I was going to close the door and to repeat my past habits to see the abyss, a familiar person appeared.
This is my senior high school teacher, Chang.
06
It should have been a few days since Chang arrived in the capital, but there was nothing sad about his recent death.
He’s standing next to him with his hands around him.
I knew Chang’s wife, and I had a good relationship with him.
How long has it been since he died?
Zhang saw me, he didn’t hide, he came to say hello. I’ve heard something since I got down here. I’d be relieved if I knew you were here. I’m sorry.
It’s okay not to mention Lubu.
I can’t help but laugh, “Yeah, if your sister-in-law knows you’re down there, she’ll feel better. I’m sorry.
And then Zhang noded after he didn’t understand me, “When I got the money, I’d dream of telling her. I’m sorry.
This guy can’t have a face!
Zhang came in and walked in, and he said, “You’ve known Lubu for over a decade and he’s been dead all day. Last month, when my stomach cancer was treated at the hospital, I also met the ocean. I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to talk to this piece of shit, and I finally reacted to that.
“You said you met Chang at the hospital? How did he get to the hospital? I’m sorry.
“The sleeping pills were overdosed, and they were drawn to the stomach. I’m sorry.
I took a breath of air and Chang looked at me like, “When you get paid, you’ll dream about him at the dreamer’s. Dead or dead, or alive or alive? I’m sorry.
After that, Chang followed the ghost and left.
And I’m standing right here and thinking about Zhang.
There are a lot of things that have not been noticed, and now there’s an answer.
Why is it that at 3 a.m. at the beginning of the morning someone who sleeps barely on alcohol?
Why is it that every time I see him in a pyjamas I bought him, he’s got a nice suit, like he’s gonna date someone?
I’m not forgetting how he looks.
Turns out it was to see me.
Lubu, this fool.
07
I was going to meet Lubu-san.
But Chang’s words stopped me.
Nightmare said, “Man’s a ghost.”
Chang said dead is dead.
Am I just prolonging his sad life to him?
After that day, I took control of myself and stopped seeing the land.
I don’t try to stay in the coffin all day long without it.
The dreamer came to see me once, wrinkled to see me, and said, “If you hadn’t been here for so long, I’d be relieved to see you dead. I’m sorry.
Then he looked at me as if I was weak, and asked, “What is it, broke?” I’m sorry.
In my tone, I always felt like I heard a few things.
I don’t have a friend in the house. I’ve come a long way to make money.
I couldn’t hold it, “I feel like I have to break up. I’m sorry.
Dreaming’s a big deal. Then you spent the money before, didn’t you? I’m sorry.
That’s what I started to say.
“He’s my boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
I told him everything, “You’re right. I just wanted to see him. It was me who couldn’t accept the death. Did you say I was wrong? I’m sorry.
“You don’t need any pents anyway. See you there. That’s how you keep seeing him. So what? I’m sorry.
“But didn’t you say people were different? I’m sorry.
“That’s for the poor. I’m sorry.
The dream officer thought, “I haven’t seen you like this in so many years. We all know it’s gonna happen sooner or later. I’m sorry.
murmuring, “If I could make so many pents, I’d like to see my wife and son in my dreams every day, even if they’re fake.”
“You’re not afraid to influence their lives and get them deeper and deeper? I’m sorry.
“What if you’re their spiritual pillar? I’m sorry.
The dream officer pulled me out of the mess.
Yeah, well, I can make pents anyway.
But will Luo Yin always see me?
What if he keeps taking sleeping pills?
Just as I couldn’t make up my mind, I received a parcel from the road park.
Inside, there’s a burning handwritten letter.
To my wife:
Today is the second anniversary of your death, and I still can’t wait for you to dream.
I hated you for the time you had just left and why you were so determined, but I hated myself more than I could protect you.
The first time you went into a dream, I thought it was just a fantasy. But I burned everything you said on the Internet. I didn’t think it would happen again. I’m happy in my heart, and you’re a little bit of a pervert to find a way to meet me.
Suddenly, life seems to be looking forward to it.
But most recently you, disappeared. I’m sorry.
I’m just asking you to come back and see me once in a while, okay?
Love you forever.
Landy.
At the end, there’s an interesting addition.
“When I ordered you these today, the owner of the store personally trusted me and asked me if I was a colleague or not. After a long conversation, it was true that the turnover was down by 20 percent. I never thought I’d be able to do this one day. I’m sorry.
Seeing here, the tears were suffocated, and I couldn’t bear to laugh.
Luo Yin went to school as a school master and after his graduation as an elite.
The letter was read twice and carefully folded and placed in the pocket.
Breathe.
Suspended heart, sank.
08
The next day, I went to the dreamer.
The dreamer took the pents and asked me, “Does that make sense? I’m sorry.
“Thanks for your help. I’m sorry.
Said I pulled a new tool out of my bag, “For you.” I’m sorry.
When I saw that thing, the dreamer was blacker and younger.
“I’m a big man, why are you giving me such a thing? Take it! Take it!
“Why, it’s the treasure of our town. I’m sorry.
I frown, press the button, and the thing in my hand starts to twist around.
Before I got ready, I put that thing on his shoulder, and he screamed, and I said, “How’s that? I’m sorry.
Nightmare twisted his neck, “You can do it. I’m sorry.
“That must be. I blinked, “I’ll buy it again, I’ll give you a discount.” I’m sorry.
Nightmare’s face is black, and he’s swinging his sleeve, “Go to your man and get to see you. I’m sorry.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.
I’m afraid he’ll question me why I haven’t been here for so long.
I’m afraid to move forward.
“You’re not coming?”
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
He kissed me on the top of my head, and he sneezed, “Just as long as he could come. I’m sorry.
People spend money on relationships, I spend money on relationships.
I have to get the land to supply me so I can keep up my high love expenses.
“I pay you to buy, you make money and you don’t give it to me. I’m sorry.
Rudd finally reacts wrong and looks at me.
“So I, then I give you a chance to see me again…”
I was like a water snake and I laughed at him.
“I still feel like I’ve lost my job, bought a lot of things, bought nothing, put money in it. I’m sorry.
“What are you gonna do?”
I don’t know what a dead man can do.
Lubu looks at me and says, “You don’t have to pay the report anymore. I’m sorry.
What does that mean?
And the abyss bowed and whispered in a sound of pronunciation, saying, “It’s only in the dreams of the King who loves each other. I’m sorry.
I’m in a good mood lately.
The dreamer is in a good mood.
I came to see the old man do his hair.
“You didn’t find the second spring in the city, did you?” I’m sorry.
“Bullshit. I’m sorry.
The dream officer looked at me and said, “Do I love my wife? I’m sorry.
Huh.
And instead of waiting for me to ask, the dreamer came up and said to me, “I’ve had enough money to go see my son next Tuesday. I’m sorry.
After all these years of death, dreamers finally see their sons.
“Why next Tuesday?”
“For Master Seo, it’s a good day.” I’m sorry.
Master Seo is the fortune-teller in our palace, and he was a fortune-teller.
It was said that it was the dark day that drowned.
I don’t believe in that. I just said congratulations and I dreamt about the abyss.
I’ve just been thinking about the dreamer going to see his son next week.
“What do you think?”
Lubu saw something wrong with me. Ask.
“You remember when I saved the baby? I’m sorry.
That’s what I’m talking about.
But it’s “um,” “remember.” I’m sorry.
“He seems like the son of my dead friend. I’m sorry.
09
I was hit by a car.
To save a child.
That day I had an appointment to see the film, and while waiting for him to pick me up at the door of the company, I saw a teenage boy standing at the corner waiting for a red and green light and suddenly a car turned in his direction.
The kid was staring at the car, and I didn’t think about it, and I got the kid under me.
Courage saves lives, and by accident he’s dead.
“Honey, did you find the hit driver? I’m sorry.
Seeing the lunar nod, I opened my mouth and said, “My friend showed me a picture of his wife, the man in the co-pilot’s seat, as if he were his lover. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I didn’t know for sure, but the picture the dreamer showed me that day gave me some impression.
It’s more suspicious now.
Why did the car suddenly go off course and headed towards the boy?
And why did the boy not run and stare inside the car?
Honey, can you do me a favor?
I looked at Lubu, and I said, “Let’s find out about this boy and his mother. I’m sorry.
Words fall, the land is laughing.
“Mrs. Chan, don’t you think I’ve served too much? Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about your fucking friends. I’m sorry.
“The most important thing is that your friend is the family that killed you, what happened inside their family, and I don’t want to know. I’m sorry.
“Please help me. I’m sorry.
Dreamman’s a good ghost, trying to save all these years’ money. I don’t want him to get that.
If these things are true, it’s better to dream.
I’ll put it on. Didn’t you send me a new one? I’m sorry.
I finally got out of my dream when I gave myself to myself.
Looks like he’s sitting there humming his leg and playing a game, and he doesn’t come at all.
“I have done so much for you! I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with your supplier? I’m sorry.
The scalding image of my cheeks came up again, and I bit my teeth and said, “Don’t bother, dog man. I’m sorry.
Dreamer:
A few days later, I received a follow-up from the fire.
It’s the boy’s mother, Liu Hui.
And the hit driver, the woman’s current husband, Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi is a total loser who is good at eating and drinking and gambling and who from time to time punches and kicks Liu Hui.
The dream officer’s son was also a teenage boy and often helped to resist when her mother was beaten.
In exchange, it’s getting worse.
Finally, Zhang Yi had the heart to kill.
He bought a huge insurance policy for the dreamer’s son, trying to kill him and cheat him.
Liu Hui did not agree at first, but later failed to stand up to Zhang Yi, claiming that with the money they could start their lives in another city.
He also threatened to change himself.
So Liu Hui promised.
Things are going well, they’ve taken the kids to the suburbs, but the only change is my presence.
Their confessions were very detailed, and even I, an outsider, was shaking.
The tiger is not eating, and Liu Hui is a mean man.
However, both were brought to justice, i.e. poor children, who were temporarily placed in foster care.
I can’t imagine how sad it would have been for a dream officer who had always loved his wife and children to know that after he died.
My first thought was to stop him from entering his son’s dream.
“Dreaming Officer! I’m sorry.
I ran to Dream Management, and there was no dream officer anywhere.
“He saw his son go. “And I brought the game to a Russian square with my son.” I’m sorry.
This isn’t a Russian box war.
This is the war between Russia and Ukraine.
I’ll be waiting outside, about an hour later, the dream mouth opens.
“Dreaming Officer. I’m sorry.
I went over there, “You, you okay? I’m sorry.
The dreamer’s face is calm. The face of the Quartet has changed.
Look at me sucking my mouth off. I’m sorry.
Heartless.
He still knows.
10
“How come the dreamer didn’t react when he found out? I’m sorry.
In my dream, I sat on my cheeks across the abyss, and I saw myself.
“What kind of reaction do you want? I’m sorry.
“Crying? Anything. It shouldn’t be like this. I’m sorry.
It’s like you don’t know anything.
And Rudd said, “Well, I think I’m dead, and I don’t really care about everything. I’m sorry.
I don’t like that.
“Are you trying to say something about you living? I’m sorry.
The land is frowned, “Bullshit.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little curious about the past. I’m sorry.
I guess I’m thinking too fast, and it took me a few seconds to look at me. I don’t have that much money to burn her stuff. I’m sorry.
It’s me again!
I was just about to get mad, and as a result, I started coughing.
I frown, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“All right, a little cold. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it long?”
“Yeah, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.
I’ve found that the body of the abyss has become visible.
The 1,500-metre-less people who used to run in one breath are starting to catch a cold.
I also found a bottle of medicine that day in the house of Ruyal, and I asked him what it was and he lied to me about vitamins.
And then a few days later I dreamt that the bottle was gone.
The biggest obstacle between man and ghost is that when he conceals himself, I have no idea.
I was going to ask if there was any connection between my body and my frequent dreams.
The shop was shut down in the name of “defatigation” by a local merchant.
It’s like a thunderbolt.
I’m waiting to earn money from this shop to meet men.
“What now!”
I’m in such a hurry to find a dreamer, “It’s too sudden for the seal, I’m going to meet with the river, or I’m going to lose it if I don’t say hello. I’m sorry.
“You don’t listen to me when I tell you to meet up, and leave more pents as a deposit.” The dreamer shakes his head and says, “When I get paid next month, my savings will hold up five minutes of the dream, so you can use them. I’m sorry.
“Really?”
I can’t thank you enough, but I got a few more tools from the warehouse, “This is all for you. I’m sorry.
Nightmare’s face is dark. “Keep it for yourself. Thank you. I’m sorry.
I could’ve met Lubu by waiting for the dreamer to get paid.
At least say hello and let him know I didn’t give up this time.
But after a few days, the dreamer sent me a message.
“I’m afraid I can’t help you. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
The dreamer bit his teeth, “Zhang Yi, the outsider was released and now threatened to kill my son. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
I don’t know how the dream officer knew.
I reminded the dreamer, “You’re dead. What else can you do? You really want to spend five minutes in human affairs? I’m sorry.
“You’re dead, too. Why do you still want to meet your lover? I’m sorry.
I know what I mean in the dream court.
Dreaming officer is going to dream.
“Did you see your son?”
The dreamer didn’t answer me, but he said, “You know how bad it is to be a ghost? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“I went to the vice management center yesterday to look at my 100-year-olds and all offered to make a deal. I’m sorry.
In the land, the vice is the work of every ghost.
There are enough criteria to qualify for reincarnation.
The merit will determine the place of origin of the next generation.
Where there are interests, there are trades, and there are a lot of bad deals in the interior.
The more negative you sell, the more you want.
Those who do the dirty business have a thousand-year tradition, and have the ability to do so, yet those who want to sell the vices have little to do with livestock and no more.
It’s crazy to let this dreamer sell a hundred years of pussy.
“What are you doing? It’s not worth it. If you really have any ideas, we can work it out together. He’s alive. I can let him take care of your son. I’m sorry.
The dreamer laughed and pulled a game machine out of his pocket, “Take this for me.” I’m sorry.
He then entered the dream gate and himself closed it.
I waited for him to come out and talk to him.
But five minutes have passed and he’s not out.
An hour has passed and he still hasn’t come out.
How could this man’s pent money sustain such a long dream?
I realized something was wrong, ran over and screamed, but nobody responded.
Soon, a bunch of ghosts in uniform arrived.
They opened the door of the dream, and the ghost of the head pulled out a bag, and swam in like a demon of the French Sea, and immediately something was sucked into it.
I can only see the red light in the bag. It’s moving.
“What’s going on? I’m sorry.
I caught a ghost.
The ghost had no face, “The former dreamer Wang Yong was a thief, and now he’s a ghost who kills ordinary people in his dreams and is now in jail.” I’m sorry.
A ghost and a common man?
The hand holding the game is shaking wildly.
I didn’t know that the Dream Man was dreaming and that it was Chang’s dream.
The aim is to kill him!
That’s the crime of the ashes.
Ghosts are gone, nothing’s left.
I’ve been standing there for so long.
The dreamer sold his 100-year-old vice, apparently expecting an end.
It’s just why he didn’t use his 100-year-old vice for Zhang Yi?
So what did he want?
I was thinking of God, and suddenly someone called me from behind, “You’re Chen Moon, right? I’m sorry.
I turned back, and a man in a black robe stood behind me, thinning his clothes, and his hat covered his head and he couldn’t see his face.
“I am.
“Someone has made a wish for you with your vice. Come with me. I’m sorry.
12
The sky is an endless blue.
It’s full of clouds.
The sun’s on your face.
The real feeling of the back ache, like the one that spreads, makes me feel a little tears.
I can’t help but feel that the bad deal is too strong!
With the memory of the human being, he came to the Lubu family.
The one who opened the door was a stranger.
He told me, “The owner sold the house six months ago. I’m sorry.
“Sold? I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s kind of in a hurry. I’m sorry.
Urgent money?
Is Lubu short of money?
But he never told me anything about it in his dream.
Then I came out, and I found myself nowhere.
I don’t have a cell phone, I don’t have a connection to the river, he even changed his place.
It’s a lot harder to find someone on earth than to find a pussy.
Sister?
Suddenly someone called me from behind.
I turned my head, and a teenager stood behind me.
I’m about as tall as I look.
I looked at it for a long time, and I took a breath, “You’re the kid? I’m sorry.
Son of a dreamer!
I’ve met the dreamer’s son here!
He wasn’t as surprised as I was, blinking, “Are you looking for Lubu? I’m sorry.
“You know him?”
“I’m living with him now. He asked me to pick you up. I’m sorry.
I looked round and I didn’t understand what was going on.
I followed him forward with my doubts, followed him seven times and eight times into a little alley, and finally stopped in an old-fashioned barrel building.
“You live here?”
The other side nodded and moved up to the top floor before pulling out the key.
I tried to open the door and it was opened from inside.
And then I saw a moist but a little thin.
He had a familiar smile on his face.
Tears just fell off.
The children were able to see through the room, only me and the land.
None of us spoke, and the abyss held my hand, rounded the empty living room, and led me into the main bedroom.
This is the room I saw in my dream.
It’s the same thing as our house’s master.
No wonder I haven’t noticed anything.
“When will the house be sold? I’m sorry.
The river coughed a few times, and then it started. I’m sorry.
“To burn for me?”
Rudd just looked at me and didn’t talk.
But I know I was right.
I’ve been saving my money down here, without taking into account the large volume of goods, and the costs are to be borne by the abyss alone.
I don’t know what to say.
I’ve done this in my dreams a million times.
But this time, I felt the temperature.
Human temperature.
Rudd holds me back with the same strength.
As in a dream, he bowed and kissed me on the forehead, and said four words:
“Welcome home. I’m sorry.
The dreamer gave me a hundred years of vice in exchange for my chance to return.
But it’s all our secret. How do you know that?
There’s the dream officer’s kid, why he’s with him.
After all the excitement, I finally got to the question.
“Dreaming officer into my dream. I’m sorry.
“What did you say?”
“Dreamman in my dream, five minutes, please ask me to take care of his child. And you. I’m sorry.
“So his last five minutes were actually given to you? I’m sorry.
I thought the dream officer had gone to Zhang Yi’s dream with those five minutes. I didn’t think he’d lent me.
It’s just a substitute for me.
I think of the four-quarter face of the dreamer with a little wet eyes.
I thought I was going to call it a thieving.
Ghost?
He’s just a fool.
Later, the dreamer’s son asked me if I had seen his father down there.
I didn’t tell him the dreamer was gone.
I will only say that he has become a hero down there and will always protect future generations.
“This is from your father. I’m sorry.
I’ll hand over to the kid that dreamer’s been playing, “Don’t burn it later. I’m sorry.
Now, no one gets it.
Extra:
The bodies of Lubu were torn apart two years after my death.
I took care of him for a year after I was yang.
But in the meantime, I also found out that the abyss was not as pitiful as I thought.
“What are you going to buy? I’m sorry.
“The wedding room. I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy? I frowned, “We can’t afford to buy a wedding room. I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time since Lubu died.
The dream officer’s son is going to go to school, and we’ll even have our own baby in the future.
Now buy a house, he’s afraid he’ll sell kidneys.
“A year ago, when I sold the house, I took out some of my assets and made an investment. I’m sorry.
“What investment?”
“You remember when I wrote to you earlier that I’d been ordering goods to burn you in an Internet store, adding contact with the other owner? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“And then they had trouble running, and I went into a stock, and I took over the business. I thought you were in big demand. I could get cheap. I’m sorry.
I opened my mouth and couldn’t talk.
“And then?”
“I then made improvements and adjustments to the product in the light of the user’s feedback you gave me, and I changed the marketing model, and now the company is back to life and profit. I’m sorry.
I’ve been holding on to this for half a day, “That’s great.” I’m sorry.
“So you can’t stop your work for the future of our family. I’m sorry.
Suddenly there was a bad feeling, “What’s the job? I’m sorry.
He put his lips in my ear and said, “Oh, my dear. I’m sorry.
I’ve got a bigger assessment than the dictionary, and now I’m gonna die again. Is it still time? Record number: YXX1Mbx8K58Td56eyxosRgRr
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
