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The time is still December 23rd, noon.

After Zhou Zhou, Yang Liu, Jiang Zheng and the others left the dormitory to go out for dinner, Mo Xin sat up from the bed and leaned against the wall.

The lack of news about Zhao Hongyan made him very upset. He couldn't help but get angry at Yang Liu just now, which also made him extremely guilty.

Yang Liu asked him to go out to eat out of kindness, and he had no ill intentions. Apart from being a little arrogant with his bluster, he didn't have any bad intentions.

Mo Xin vented his anger on him, which made him feel very sorry. He thought that he would apologize properly when Yang Liu came back later.

Holding the gift he bought for her in the mall that day, Mo Xin was in a daze. After learning that Zhao Hongyan's mother, Luo Min, had called the school leader to ask for leave, he was not worried about her safety.

It's just that there has been no news from her for more than a week. You can imagine the reaction of Zhao Hongyan's parents.

This made him a little helpless. He thought that Zhao Hongyan's mother, Luo Min, came to Xijing just for him. Who would have thought that she would take her daughter away without even meeting her once?

He had thought that if Luo Min asked him to meet, he would express himself well and try not to embarrass the beauty. He never thought that the other party would not even give him a chance to speak.

The more I think about it, the more upset I become.

The more upset I get, the more I think.

The random thoughts in my mind are like snowflakes falling outside the window, one after another, layer after layer.

Finally, as if his temples were being torn apart, a pain piercing the depths of his brain swept over him. Mo Xin's eyes went black, and he fainted from the pain.

This scene happened half a year ago. That day, he had just bought the college entrance examination papers and was doing the questions. Just like today, for no reason, he felt a sharp pain that made his eyes split open, and he finally passed out.

In his sleep, he had a dream, in which he saw the life of a genius boy. In the end, the boy inserted a pencil into his neck and ended his life.

After waking up from the dream, he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. Who was that genius boy? Is it himself? If it was Mo Xin himself, then who was this wanderer's body?

In the end, Mo Xin just thought it was a dream and didn't take it too seriously, because the dream had no impact on his current life.

He is Mo Xin, he is not that genius, and he is no longer a tramp.

He has family members who care about him, friends who care about him, and a lover who cares about him.

Uncle Zhang, Xiaohui, Sister Yue, Mo Momo, Zhou Zhou, Yang Liu, Jiang Zheng... and Zhao Hongyan, everything that happened in the past six months made him like his current life very much.

Just like his name, forget about the past and start over.

So, why should he care about that dream and his previous wandering experience?

I thought that the headache was just a coincidence. During that time, in order to prepare for the college entrance examination, I did a lot of test papers and was mentally exhausted. In fact, apart from today, I have not had a single headache in the past six months.

Who would have thought that today would give him another splitting headache and pass him into a coma.

In his sleep, he was still dreaming.

The genius boy appeared again in the dream, just like what I saw in that dream, the boy's life, and the final scene where he ended his life with a pencil.

The only difference is that this time Mo Xin seems to have seen why the boy chose to end his life, because he is like a humanoid machine. In addition to reading books every day, he also keeps using scratch paper to calculate world-class problems, or

Meditate and speculate on various ideas, such as [the origin of life], [the birth of the universe], etc.

Day after day, year after year, even when his parents died in a car accident, he just went out and took a look indifferently, then returned to his room again.

Apart from books and life, he had nothing to lose.

He doesn't look like a human at all, he is a humanoid computer that doesn't understand emotions.

Finally one day, after meditating for a day and night, he seemed to have figured out something. He picked up the pencil on the table and stabbed it into his neck without hesitation. The blood did not spurt out, but just flowed gurglingly. As he was dying of consciousness, he moved.

He moved his lips as if he was talking to someone, then a white light flashed before his eyes, and he finally died.

I thought the dream would end here, and Mo Xin in his sleep thought so too. From the perspective of God, in the last dream, Mo Xin woke up after the boy closed his eyes.

In this dream, Mo Xin still knew clearly that he was in a dream, and what happened in front of him was not real. After the dream ended, he thought he would wake up the next moment, and there would be a yellowish color in front of his eyes.

bedroom ceiling.

However, this time the dream did not end there.

As the boy in the dream closed his eyes, Mo Xin felt as if something was pulling on him. The surrounding scenery was continuously stretched, and then a white vortex appeared in front of his eyes.

Mo Xin retreated in panic, but still couldn't resist the suction force, and he was pulled directly into the vortex.

The next moment, Mo Xin only felt that his eyes were covered with a red curtain. He could not see anything, only hazy shadows. There was a sharp pain in his forehead, which made him involuntarily want to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried,

His eyes were still blood-red. He wanted to speak, and he clearly felt the command from his brain to open his mouth and make a sound, but no matter how much he shouted, there was no sound at all.

He was so scared and helpless, what on earth was going on!

Immediately afterwards, something seemed to cover his body. It was a little cold, but slowly became very warm. A black figure appeared in the blood in his eyes, and that person was sitting on him.

He couldn't see clearly who it was, Zhao Hongyan? Is she back?

But why does that person look a bit like Mo Momo?

There was a sharp pain in his forehead, and there was a loud bang as if someone had planted explosives in his brain. Finally, his only bit of consciousness gradually dissipated.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Xin opened his eyes, and what he saw was the yellowish dormitory ceiling. He still clearly remembered everything that happened in the dream just now, maybe it was the sequelae, and his brain was still a little unclear.

Mo Xin supported the bed with his hands, raised half of his body, and looked inside the dormitory. Zhou Zhou and the others had not returned yet, and it was already dark outside the window.

It's already night?

Mo Xin rubbed his temples and sat up. The gift for Zhao Hongyan fell on the bed sheets. He picked it up and looked at it. He smiled bitterly, where have you been for so many days?

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

I was unconscious for seven hours?

Mo Xin only felt that this dream seemed to be foreshadowing something, the same person, the same person's life, why did he dream of that boy twice?

Is he who he is?

Mo Xin couldn't figure it out. If he was the genius boy, wouldn't he have died? Why was he still alive as a homeless man?

Can't figure it out.

Mo Xin subconsciously touched the scar on his forehead. The end of the dream made him baffled. At that time, he felt as if his body was imprisoned. Only his brain could think. He was speechless and unable to use his hands. The instructions conveyed by his brain could not be conveyed at all.

The limbs are like a thinking puppet.

Yes, a thinking puppet.

This is Mo Xin's only feeling.

The headache and dream that happened again after half a year forced him to pay attention.

Who is he?

Genius boy or vagabond?

Or is he just a Mo Xin who has lost his memory?

Did Zhuang Zhou dream of the butterfly, or did the butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou?

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