It's 11:19 in the morning now, and I only give myself for forty minutes to write this because I have to cook for lunch at 12 o'clock.

I had two more profound dreams last night.

In my first dream, I was still a student.

Oh my God! It's so scary! I'm actually a student, and I still have to take the exam! OH.NO!

Why don’t I have doubts in my dreams? I’ve obviously become daddy!

There is no way, it’s too real. In my dream, I only remember that I was a student and was preparing for the final exam.

That kind of nervousness, that kind of heartbeat, is like a secret crush. I am afraid of facing her, and I am afraid of missing her.

The Chinese exam was great in the morning, I finished the exam normally.

I took math test in the afternoon, well, I missed the exam...

Why are you missing the exam?

Dreams are dreams, which always cooperate with my heart and infinitely amplify the horror generated by the subjects I fear the most...

Well, I was half an hour late in my dream...

So, I can't get the exam...

And the reason for being late is inexplicable.

After the Chinese exam, the picture changed and I was at home.

Then, I rode my bike to the school...

That road is as long as life.

I have never seen such a road, but in my dream I know where to go and how long it will take to arrive.

Some roads are as dangerous as cliffs.

Sure enough, my dreams didn't support me in math exams, so I just tried to get these messy obstacles to stop me.

Finally, I won the dream and I really couldn’t get into math.

I was very scared and lost, but I still accepted the reality of going back to the dormitory to sleep.

After waking up, I heard the various discussions on the test questions after my roommates came back, and I felt that I had missed a lot.

Before I could feel sad, I suddenly entered my second dream.

For some reason, my roommate and I suddenly fell into the sea, sinking quickly, entering a darkness, and then sinking, and then falling into a special world.

But in my dream I would not think of magic, I would only think of fear, and also, how to get out.

That world is actually not much different from the real world. It’s just that people in that world are very strange.

I went to have dinner with a few roommates for some reason and then to wash dishes for some reason, but the boss there would be angry calls us to stop washing dishes because what we were different from what they were. I forgot what it was.

After that, my roommates and I began to doubt that world.

Prepare to do a survey and see if there is any way to go back to our world.

Just so happened that I heard a special conversation between two women.

If you secretly say something about the connection point where we go out, you must not let those outsiders know.

So we followed one of the women.

We have reason to believe that the connection point she went to would bring us back to our world.

Later, she found out that she was being followed and was about to escape, but was caught by one of my roommates and threatened her to take us to the connection point.

For her own safety, she could only obey.

However, she took us to a small house by the river, which had two rectangular openings inside, and the yellow river water was below.

This feeling is so familiar! It looks like the rural public toilet I saw when I was a child!

She said that as long as you jump down, you can go to another world through that connection point.

Nani?!Do I want to jump?

Always feel dirty.

Just as I was hesitating, the alarm clock rang and I was awakened! It turned out to be a dream.

Huh, the inexplicable dream, the inexplicable feeling, the inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable inexplicable...

However, I remembered this dream after I woke up. After I finished the Chinese exam in my dream, the picture turned to when I was at home. I saw my uncle. He was happily drinking "Wahaha", and then my eyes became wet...

Why isn’t I sad in the dream? It’s because I still have uncle in the dream.

Although my dream last night was inexplicable, even if I could see my uncle, it would be a good dream.

Dreams are just a microcosm in your mind.

It means that my heart misses my uncle again...

To apply the lyrics of Fang Lishen’s “Do you remember”: If Uncle can think of me, then it will be considered a great achievement in my life.

Now, it is 11:59 am.

Yes, it's time to cook...(To be continued)
Chapter completed!