betting convention

Chapter 101

The light is too harsh.

Ding Bai huddled on the sofa without making a sound.

What day is this?I've been dreaming since that day.There is everything, a ball with a human head in it, screams at midnight, and vague but clear footsteps outside the corridor.

Those pictures became Ding Bai's nightmare!It wasn't just a nightmare, these things eroded his nerves like poison, he didn't dare to fall asleep, even if he took a short nap, he would dream.

When he couldn't fall asleep, his mind was in a trance. When he went downstairs, he felt that the people around him became very strange, but he could call everyone by name.

Is it their fault or their own?

Ding Bai became more and more decadent. He hid in his room and didn't go out for two days. He had eaten all the food in the refrigerator, and he survived the day by drinking water.

He was a little shocked when he looked in the mirror. Who is this person in the mirror?

The person in the mirror had messy hair like a bird's nest, sunken cheeks, thick dark circles hanging on his face, and a particularly scruffy beard on his chin.

He didn't dare to accept himself now, rushed out of the bathroom and saw the medicine on the tea table, all the white granules were poured into his mouth, he was chewing those bitter pills like a half madman.

The saliva conveyed the unpalatable bitter taste to the whole mouth, and finally he couldn't hold back and rushed to the bathroom to spit it all out.

The medicine brought into the esophagus by the saliva took effect quickly, and he twisted like that and lost consciousness on the cold ground.

"As a croupier, is it a violation of the rules for you to take the dealer home privately?"

"There is nothing in the dealer's regulations saying that you can't have sex with the dealer."

"Ding Bai, I miss you very much."

There were some voices talking in his ears all the time, Ding Bai slowly opened his eyes and found himself being hung upside down.His vision became clearer and clearer, and a distorted face appeared in front of him.

"Fuck!" He shouted silently, and found that the target of that face didn't seem to be himself.

With the movement of that face, Ding Bai found that the things around him seemed to have changed, and soon he realized that it was not the other party who was moving, but himself.

And this posture... He looked up, and found that one of his feet was firmly attached to the ceiling, and he was wearing a red high-heeled shoe that dripped blood.

It's these again, these days, whenever he falls asleep, he will appear in these bizarre dreams.The nightmare seemed to find him, every night, every time he fell asleep, it was eroding his nerves.

This is not the first time that this posture of being hung upside down has appeared. Ding Bai vaguely remembered that he would bump into the edge of the door in the next second. He watched his distance getting closer and closer, and subconsciously closed his eyes .

But the expected pain did not appear, and a hand covered his forehead.

After opening his eyes, a fuzzy head appeared in Ding Bai's sight. He opened his mouth to ask who the other party was, but he didn't expect a sense of falling, and the white woven lamp in front of him shook his face.

"Doctor Ding? Doctor Ding? Doctor Ding!"

Ding Bai was awakened again, he looked around in shock, the scalpel in his hand was covered with blood, he looked down, and a small hand stretched out from the open abdomen, a baby came out of this strangely. Drilled out of the cut open belly!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The water in the pool was still off, and my own face was reflected in the mirror, a haggard and terrified face.

Ding Bai felt like he was crazy, he rushed out of the bathroom and opened the door of the room with his bare feet.

Looking at the man, he fled again.Stumbling from the sixth floor to the downstairs, he met the man named Fang Shuhan on the way, and Ding Bai's expression twisted again.

He ran downstairs, passed the canteen, looked at the two people playing chess at the entrance of the canteen, looked at the cashier brother, and looked at the kid who was going in and out of the canteen.

All the same, all the same, these people all look the same!

He said why why?Why do these people look the same, have they been this way before?Why do I subconsciously feel that these people look like this when I see them?

Why do I clearly feel that there is a problem, but feel that there is no problem?

why why?

He ran barefoot to the gate of the community, reached out to stop a taxi, but when he saw the taxi driver, he froze in place.Why do even taxi drivers look the same?

"Don't you choose?"

"Dealer Ding Bai, the game has been played, and we will not go back on our word."

"Ding Bai?"

"Ding Bai!"

"Ah!!" Or a dream?

Looking at the face in the mirror, Ding Bai was a little lost. Is this a dream or reality?Is this a dream?Or reality!

The razor next to the washstand was shining brightly, and for a moment, Ding Bai grabbed the razor and slashed fiercely in his palm.

Blood dripped down the sink, and he felt a tingling pain in his palm. He curled up and squatted beside the sink.

Ding Bai felt that the eyes of the people around him were glaring, maybe it was because of his blood-stained clothes, or maybe it was because he ran out in a hurry with bare feet, or because the people tortured by the nightmare didn't look like humans and ghosts. ghost face.

Ding Bai no longer knew whether these gazes were real or illusory, everything around him was unreal.

He walked into the canteen barefoot, and couldn't help covering his ears when the welcome sound sounded.

"Take a pack of cigarettes." Ding Bai didn't realize that his voice sounded like a broken erhu when he was speaking.

"Still the old brand?" the cashier brother asked.

"En." Ding Bai answered with a difficult force out of his throat.

When he was paying, he realized that he ran out barefoot and didn't take anything. He was a little embarrassed and wanted to return the product, but saw that the other party handed him the cigarette.

"Give it next time, anyway, I can see it every day." The other party said.

"Thank you." Ding Bai thanked him, and went out of the canteen to find a place to sit down.His hands trembled uncontrollably when he unpacked the cigarette case, had he ever smoked this kind of cigarette before?

In my memory, this kind of cigarette was a best-selling model a few years ago. He followed suit for a while, but then it seemed that the production of this kind of cigarette was discontinued for some reason.

Why did the cashier boy ask, is he still the same?This sentence.

As if he remembered something, Ding Bai got up and rushed back to the canteen quickly. He grabbed the collar of the cashier boy with red eyes, and said word by word: "Who the hell are you?"

"Who are you? Why do I feel like I've seen you again even though I haven't seen you?"

"Say! Who are you!"

"Have you really never seen me?" The cashier brother stared at Ding Bai and pulled out a very strange smile, "We have met, it is in your memory."

"We've met."

The other party kept repeating this sentence we had seen before, Ding Bai slowly turned from angry to shocked, he slowly let go of his hand, and left this place as if fleeing.

While running into the unit building, he bumped into someone's shoulder.The words of apology have not yet been said, but he froze in place.

It's him!The person who appeared in my dream.

In the dream, everyone looked the same, even the driver, and that face was standing in front of him now.

"Who are you?" Ding Bai asked the person in front of him incoherently, am I still dreaming?Or am I awake now?

"I'm Chen Zhifei." The other party said.

"Who is Chen Zhifei? Who is Chen Zhifei?" Ding Bai tremblingly asked the repeated words.

"Don't you remember me? You should remember me, you have to remember me." The other party grabbed his hand with great strength, as if trying to insert his own hand into his.

Ding Bai shook off his hand tremblingly, ran up the stairs like a dog, locked the door and frantically searched for the medicine given by the doctor.

The white pill lay in the palm of his hand, he hesitated for a moment.If this is still a dream, how do I wake up?

The wind blew through the curtains, and a large piece of sunlight came in from outside. The white pills rolled to the ground, and he rushed from the living room to the balcony barefoot, stepping into the air.

If this is a dream, then he should wake up!

ding ding ding ding......

The alarm clock at the head of the bed rang without warning, Ding Bai suddenly sat up from the bed, he touched his whole body in horror, and found that his limbs were sound.

"It's a dream..." Ding Bai heaved a sigh of relief, and glanced at the time, it was seven o'clock.

He checked the palm of his hand, there was no scar.He touched his face, there was no stubble.I ran to the mirror and took a closer look. Although I was a little haggard, my spirit was not bad.

The dishes in the refrigerator are still there, and there is no medicine prescribed by the psychiatrist in the drawer.

So, everything that happened before was a dream.But this dream was really too long, so long that he really felt like he had spent so many days in that environment.

Dazed for a moment, Ding Bai took a shower. This dream was so real that he couldn't imagine it. Those strange images still lingered in his mind, and the fear of jumping from the balcony still remained in his body. .

If he didn't wake up by himself, he would probably feel that he was really dead.

But where did those images come from?Obviously, I am just a migrant worker who goes to work peacefully, why do those grotesque images appear in my mind.

There are also those people who appear in the dream, that kind of real dialogue, although there will be some intersections on weekdays, but what is the reason for appearing in such a dream?

And that man named Chen Zhifei.

who is he?Why did he appear in his dream?

Ding Bai's mind was full of doubts. He absent-mindedly cleaned up and went out, but he didn't find the small white pill left in the corner next to the trash can.

I always feel like someone is watching me.Ding Bai walked on the road that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. Although the people around him were still those people, he always felt that someone was watching him.

When he walked to the canteen, he heard that annoying voice again. He saw a child running out of the canteen in a hurry, and then another person walked out of it.

Tall and thin, with most of his face hidden in the shadows, he held a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and when he saw Ding Bai, he gave him a deep look.

At this moment, Ding Bai froze in place. In his dream, this person told him that his name was Chen Zhifei.

It was this man who grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't you remember me? You should remember me, you must remember me!"

The author has something to say:

Ah, this chapter is so difficult to write...