Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

You never know what kind of expression the person you are chatting with will show on the other side of the screen, and you don't know if he is as happy as the text you send.

Sometimes even the people standing in front of you, you may not know whether they are just echoing you.

You don't even know much about yourself.

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[[Today's Hot Discussion] # Predictive Dream # What I dreamed about last night happened today! ! 】

●I always like Kei

"wwwwww I had a terrible dream last night.

Everything in the dream is unexpectedly real, I seem to be traveling to Chonghe City, and the hotel is all booked.

Probably when I was going out for a stroll with my companions at night, there was a loud noise outside the window without any warning! As soon as I turned around, I saw all kinds of glass shards flying outside the window, and then I found that the center of the city exploded!

Everyone knows what happened after that, right? When I woke up this morning, I saw a news report about the explosion in Chonghe City.

I struggled all morning, and felt that no one would believe me if I said it, so I went to investigate this phenomenon just now and found that someone really had the same experience.

This phenomenon seems to be called "precognitive dreams", and there are also people who specialize in "precognitive dreams".

Have you ever had the experience of predicting what will happen in the future when you dream? "

...

The computer screen swept light and hit me in the face.

I let go of the mouse in my hand and couldn't help sneering.

"Huh? Precognitive dreams? Some people believe in this kind of thing, it's so stupid that it explodes, okay?!"

As if it really happened, the result must have something to do with "psychological hints" in the end.

The eyelids that had just been raised suddenly drooped boredly.

Although I held this boring and realistic view, I still grabbed the mouse again, scrolled the scroll wheel, and slid to the bottom of the page.

I typed quickly and edited my response.

Then.

Press the "Enter" key...

send!

1L: Woohoo, nits like you have no future!

"Front row~ By the way, I actually have the ability to predict! When I was playing on my phone the night before yesterday, I felt that I would scroll through the news and couldn't sleep all night. Guess what happened? I really didn't sleep! I Isn't it amazing? (funny)"

I dragged the page onto it and re-read my reply. Well, the sarcasm and suspicion are in place. Only then did I hold the back of my head in satisfaction, let the swivel chair turn around, returned to the direction facing the computer, and looked at the screen again.

2L: The life and death of the Gou Li country~

"Leave the dream interpretation to Duke Zhou. (drinking tea)"

3L: I always like Hui.

"Reply 2L: (angry) I'm not joking with you, you idiot. You stupid Nite, you better get out and play!"

I raised my eyebrows, not wanting to satirize his self-righteousness any more.

Of course, I don't mean to compromise, I don't believe in "precognitive dreams".

However, expressing one's own opinions aggressively on the Internet, no matter how trivial it is to disappear, will definitely escalate into a scolding war in the end, and it is not surprising that it will become an incident of cyber violence.

I don't want to spend my time on this kind of thing.

Refresh the page again, and there are several new replies. Unexpectedly, the replies to this post rose rapidly, and it fell into a chaotic situation in the blink of an eye.

4L: I will hold the lid of Newton's coffin! !

"Have you ever heard of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterfly"? Zhuang Zhou turned into a butterfly in his dream. After waking up, he wondered whether he had become a butterfly in his dream, or the butterfly in his dream became Zhuang Zhou. Now take your Experience is also appropriate.

Did you foresee the real explosion accident in your dream, or did the explosion accident in your dream become a reality? "

Why do I have to think carefully...

Why don't you write novels with such a big brain?

30L: like the quiet moonlight

"Foretelling dreams often happen to me. I have foreseen terrorist attack warnings in my dreams before.

When I woke up, I was in a daze, as if I had accidentally said this.

I heard from my friends that I didn't look like normal me at that time.

Later...

Then when I woke up, I found myself in the police station! ? And an officer came and asked me where my accomplices were! I promise it's true! At that time, I was really confused, thinking about what I had committed and entered the police station!

As it turned out, that morning, there was a real bomb attack.

It is said that I ran to the police station in a daze and said this, and I was suspected of being a terrorist! "

31L: I suppress Newton's coffin

"Reply 30L: 2333333 I don't know why, but I just want to laugh, sorry"

32L: Gou Li country life and death with ~

"Reply 30L: 2333333 I'm sorry, I want to laugh too! I can imagine your bewildered expression..."

Why do so many people reply to this unrealistic speech?

I wanted to point out the loopholes in his words to my face, but finally gave up and deleted a few lines in the input box.

After all, this kind of approach is like the kind of person who wants to see others make a fool of himself, it will appear wicked. I'm afraid it's my limit to post a sentence in a joking tone like I did just now.

Perhaps that is why I am often judged as a bystander.

I simply imitated the format upstairs and sent a string of numbers that also represented a smile.

However, there was clearly no smile on my face, and I couldn't smile at all.

I can't help but wonder if the person who responded with a smile is the same as me, and the expression on his face is completely opposite to the text he sent.

Thinking about this kind of question that is far-fetched and can't find the answer anyway, I moved the mouse to the upper right corner, and a new reply came into view before me.

37L: farfallon

"Reply 30L: 2333333 (first routine sympathy poster).

I also had a similar experience. Every night before the exam, I would dream about the answers to the next day's exam paper. Don't know if that counts, but most of the answers are correct, but there are many I can't remember!

It is said that lucid dreams can have the memory ability in reality, but I have tried many times without success...

Sure enough, the skills are all in strange places, so there is no way to activate the lucid dream skill (sorrow)"

Hmm... lucid dream?

What, isn't this a simple matter?

I closed the webpage smoothly, then leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and turned the swivel chair boringly.

The headache from last night's hangover still lingers. I yawned, and simply squinted my eyes on the table, but my mind still didn't stop thinking about it just now.

"What if it's true?"

Even if it's true, it's not something I should care about.

Consciousness was groggy, and suddenly there was a knock on the door in the distance.

Who... why don't you turn on the air conditioner in the summer afternoon and knock on my door?

I scratched my head and walked to the door, just as I held the handle of the door, I suddenly thought of something and retracted my hand

etc……! What if the principal finds out that I skipped class and finds me?

Thinking that he would point to my nose later, I ruthlessly read:

"Second year of high school is the most critical year. As a teacher, you didn't guide them well, and even skipped classes and neglected your duties!"

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and I couldn't help complaining about myself who didn't care about whether the door of the rented house had peepholes when I moved in.

All in all... this door can't be opened yet!

By the way, when it comes to skipping classes, what is your first reaction?

I'm a student, right...

However, sometimes qualitative thinking can lead to wrong answers, because I am not a student but a teacher who is skipping class.

In fact, there are three classes I have this morning, and I went to class honestly.

I just came home in the afternoon trying to beat the hangover headache.

Who knew that the math teacher in class B of the second year of high school would talk to himself and give me two extra classes in the afternoon!

Because I have something to do, I changed classes with me without authorization. One change is still two classes! Do you know how painful it is for students to take two English classes in a row!

The flowers of the motherland will be crushed and withered by the two English lessons you changed without authorization!

Thinking about it carefully, it was also the principal's fault that he got drunk last night. I was groggy all day, how could I have two more classes, so I escaped over the wall and ran back home.

The knock on the door didn't weaken in the slightest because no one responded, on the contrary, it intensified as if it was determined that there must be someone in the room.

annoying. I should have expected that the old headmaster would not ignore these problems, I should have expected that he would not let me go easily!

No, wait! If the principal was outside the door, he would have forced me to come out by yelling "Mr. Xiaolin is coming out soon, I know you are at home".

So the person outside the door is not actually the principal?

"Teacher Lin, are you here..."

The person outside the door seemed to want to answer my doubts, and finally asked a question.

what the hell! Don't scare people...

I turned the lock and opened the door, and the girl took a step back before looking at me.

The lavender pupils fluttered in confusion, and the blond twintails with white pom-poms fell on his shoulders.

"Ah...it's classmate Su Erin."

I half-closed the door, not wanting her to see the mess in the house.

Su Huilin nodded her head, then shook her head again, brushing the disobedient strands of hair to her cheeks.

"Why did you come to the teacher's house on purpose?"

I looked at her suspiciously. Although Su Huilin is the monitor of Class B of the second year of high school, there are rumors of her being a "bad girl" among the students.

About a year ago, I also saw a horrible side of her in person...

Remembering the report that a student brought a wrench into the office and seriously injured the teacher, I still kept a little vigilance.

Although Su Huilin now seems to have a gentle appearance, she does not see any "violent tendencies", but has a temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away.

But speaking of the part where the bad girl threatens the teacher in class, I'm actually quite interested.

"Mr. Principal came to our class not long ago. Probably because there is no teacher in class, he gave me your home address."

The girl suddenly tilted her head, and met my eyes who were looking away distractedly.

Tsk tsk... This old thing sent cute students to seduce me.

"He said you must be hiding at home, and I'm also at a loss."

The society is sinister, the principal is a beast...

I gritted my teeth and turned my back, clenched my fists, and secretly made up my mind to take revenge on the old man next time.

"teacher LIN……?"

Noticing Su Huilin's strange gaze, I quickly stopped my strange behavior and signaled her to wait for me at the door.

I closed the door and walked into the bedroom, organized and picked up the tutoring materials for homework assignments.

"Sorry for the waitting!"

I handed today's homework to Su Huilin.

"Student Su Huilin! Now I want to assign you an important task!"

"Is...is it?"

Su Huilin trembled a little because of my serious tone, and her eyes showed an attitude of taking it seriously.

I was secretly happy, it seemed that there was a way to fool her back.

"These reading assignments will be handed over to you and your classmates."

"But, what about these two classes..."

"Take it as a self-study class first! If you finish your homework, you can put it away and put it in my office. I will approve it when I come the next day, and then please come and take it back... Do you understand this? "

"Huh? Oh...oh, I see."

She looked even more confused, but driven by my urgent tone, she still pursed her lips, took the information, turned around and left.

I quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled my clenched arm inward, assuming a victory posture.

"..."

Suddenly I noticed that Su Erin looked back at me because of doubts, I quickly put away the victorious smile on my face, and waved to her pretending to be serious, instructing her to complete the task of the organization.

I breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door gently.

Phew... Finally, after a day of fooling around, Su Huilin almost discovered my ulterior motives.

Just as she was about to go into the bedroom to take a nap, there was another light knock on the door behind her, which seemed to reveal a little hesitation of the knocker.

I glanced at my mouth impatiently, opened the door again, squeezed out a smile and gritted my teeth and asked:

"what happened again……"

Halfway through the conversation, it turned out that it was not Su Huilin who was standing at the door.

The other party looked at me with puzzled eyes, and she pointed to herself with a hint of joy.

"That...do you remember me?"

The clear eyes revealed a dubious look, and the long hair dyed brown was tied into a ponytail.

Hmm... a very "popular" girl. I like.

If I had seen her, I would have been impressed by the moles at the corners of her eyes.

But I don't remember knowing such a character.

Ahhh, I really want to dress her in a cosplay costume, I think it will fit very well.

"No! Have I met you? I don't remember who you are...?"

"I'm... well, I'm 'that idiot with the brown hair'?"

She looked at me and blinked, full of uncertainty, a tone of wanting to confirm with me in turn.

"Hey, hey, isn't it right? Why are you still using a questioning tone when introducing yourself? Besides, what kind of weird name is that?"

"Or is it 'Idiot Magical Girl'?"

"I... what kind of name is this not only a middle school student but also an idiot? Is it only a fool who would call this kind of name?"

"Huh? You called me that last night?"

The girl tilted her head aggrievedly, and the dull hair on the top of her head also turned around and became depressed.

last night?

How can this sound not pleasing to the ear?

I tried my best to recall what happened last night, and fragmentary memories flashed by like fragments.

Ah... last night?

I was dragged to the reception by the principal. In fact, the old man just wanted me to hold the wine for him.

Then?

Then……

And then I get drunk?

"No way?"

Could it be that I took this girl home last night... did something I shouldn't do?

She is here now, is she trying to make me...?

"Don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you!"

I swallowed, not knowing that I was looking at her with a malicious smile.

"Is it an illusion... Why do you have weird eyes, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable?"

The girl's defensive tone pulled me back from consciousness to reality.

Ah... not what I thought?

I looked again at the girl in front of me who skimmed off the amount of milk and was very pure in every way.

Even if I'm drunk, I probably won't bring back a girl I don't know, right?

Unless this girl is...

But she doesn't look like that either?

And I have a habit of checking my wallet when I wake up with a hangover.

Although it will not bulge, it is still a lot.

"You must have made a mistake, right? It doesn't look like anything happened between us."

"It doesn't look like anything happened, does it...?"

She was thinking seriously, her voice was a little weak.

"Touch my breasts... what?"

"It should count."

...

etc!

What jaw-dropping thing did she say just now?

My feet trembled, and I almost lost my balance and fell.

"Are you sure it's me? I touch... touch... touch your chest??"

So, am I really responsible?

I refocused my eyes on the girl in front of me, and I couldn't help but move my eyes down a little, looking at the heavy weight that I could feel at a glance on her undulating chest.

"Um... where are you looking?"

She stretched out her hand suddenly, shaking it in front of my eyes. I quickly looked away and looked at her in distress.

I grabbed the edge of the door and squeezed out such a sentence with all my courage.

"I just want to ask you what have you been talking about since just now!"

"Hey...Actually, besides this, you have done many other things~ For example, let me wear some H clothes."

"Hey! That's enough! Stop talking..."

"Ah, but..."

"Please! Let me calm down."

Although it's not the kind of responsibility I thought, but after all, I still have to be responsible!

I was pulling my hair in pain, and I almost knelt down in front of her and confessed how much I had been drunk and sexually promiscuous.

"Why do you, the aggressive one, need to calm down?"

It was even more difficult for me to calm down when I saw that she said these words without any worries, even without any ups and downs in her expression.

"Shut up! But you don't look H at all, uh, although it's easy to think about H! Let's ignore that..."

"I don't want to pretend I didn't hear that."

"Anyway, why are you able to speak out about H without blushing or beating your heart! It's seriously inconsistent with the persona on the surface!"

While expressing my feelings incessantly, I was gesticulating almost madly, and almost fell to my knees and yelled the famous line "the brain is trembling".

The habit of never panicking when things happen on weekdays, today this girl barely broke down completely.

"Although I have a lot to complain about, shouldn't you answer my question first?"

"I just want to complain!"

"But... I asked you first..."

"this is my house--!"

...

silence.

Deathly silence.

The simple four words instantly dealt with her two problems, killing two birds with one stone.

Silence fell between us as a side effect.

A suffocating silence...

I coughed dryly and made a voice, and the girl went online again. The voice revealed a faint smile and said:

"You've shown your true colors."

"Where is the original shape, you bastard with brown hair! This is my true nature!"

"Hey, I mean, you were so domineering last night."

Having said that, she raised her hands to her chest and nodded her head in self-satisfaction.

"I really didn't recognize the wrong person, huh."

"That's enough, what the hell happened last night! Am I listed as a key suspect by the police?"

Wait, there seems to be something wrong with her words.

"No, what do you mean you came here without confirming that it must be me?"

What is going on with this girl...

"Well~ don't get too excited, calm down. If you don't remember..."

The clatter of the hands of the clock crowds out all other sounds.

Suddenly, her words became blurred. The girl's voice distorted into a cacophony like a radio cut off.

The field of vision is gradually distorted, and her swaying field of vision shows a smile, and I seem to smile and say something to her.

What did the girl say to me?

What did I respond to her?

"But... if you drag it on, it will only lead to a worse result. Only that way has a way out..."

What's the meaning……?

Everything has not yet been answered, but the picture is the first to draw a full stop here.

"Are you... dreaming?"

A burst of cold sweat on my back woke me up from my drowsy consciousness. I suddenly raised my head, and the surrounding scene made me feel strongly unreal.

On the computer screen in front of him, a desktop with messy icons was displayed.

"Am I asleep?"

Sure enough, I was dreaming, right?

I breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked to the dining table, poured a glass of cold water and poured it into my mouth.

With the help of this glass of cold water, his consciousness became a little clearer.

Just when the memory of the dream was gradually fading out of memory, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Who... why don't you turn on the air conditioner in the summer afternoon and knock on my door?

As soon as I grasped the handle of the door, I suddenly felt a strong tremor in my heart, and I instinctively retracted my hand, and then I stood in front of the door because of my deja vu behavior.

The sense of astonishment that everything seemed to have happened before.

Is it a coincidence?

"No, this is a precognitive dream."

A voice in my head responded to my doubts, with a tone of schadenfreude.

"Teacher Lin, are you here..."

Instead of bringing salvation, the voice from outside the door was like a blow to the head.

Su Huilin's voice.

It is true that many students will come to me for a heart-to-heart talk. Because I don't have the airs of a teacher.

The students know that I will not share their secrets, so they are the first to discuss with me if they have any troubles.

So, I take this as the reason why I am a teacher and enjoy the salvation it brings me.

Although Su Huilin is the monitor of Class B of the second year of high school, she is not a student I am particularly familiar with, and has never taken the initiative to share her troubles with me.

Even so, I can easily recognize her voice now.

Because all this happened in advance in the dream, so I foresee it in advance.

"Why are you here? Please tell me that you are looking for my life consultation!"

I opened the door in astonishment, only to remember that the house hadn't been tidied up, so I quickly closed the door.

This inadvertent action of mine made me even more astonished.

When she came back to her senses, she brushed her hair aside.

The sense of déjà vu that is unclear is haunting me.

"I do have an idiot older brother, but it's not at the level of negotiating life, sir."

Su Huilin pursed her lips, her tone was provocative.

Is she on the airwaves with me? My sister can't be that cute? Declaration of brother control?

"Mr. Principal came to our class not long ago..."

"He asked you, the squad leader, to come to my house to find me? And he concluded that I must be at home? Isn't that right?"

What I said first, and the overly excited tone made her nod her head in a daze.

it is as expected……

"wait for me a while."

I turned around and went into the bedroom, picked up the guidance book and walked to her in a hurry, and explained again:

"Take these two classes as self-study first. You pass these on to your classmates, and I will correct them the next day when I come. Do you understand?"

"Huh? Oh...oh, I see."

She took my homework in confusion, turned and left hesitantly.

I vaguely remembered that she would look back at me, and immediately shouted goodbye before she could do so, and her body trembled at my voice just as she was about to turn. I gasped and slammed the door shut.

"The God of Destiny loves to joke too much."

I leaned against the door, and my mind suddenly became a mess.

Was it because I denied the possibility of precognitive dreams without even thinking about it that Fate played this inexplicable prank on me?

"No, if we continue according to the development in the dream, what will happen next will be...!"

I hurriedly turned around and opened the door first.

The girl at the door froze with the hand hanging in the air in confusion. She carefully raised her index finger and pointed to her chest.

"That...do you remember me?"

Clear eyes. Lazy tone.

Long brown hair tied into a ponytail.

Especially the tear mole at the corner of the eye, which leaves an unforgettable charm.

I naturally recognize the girl in front of me, but this time there is no joy in her tone, but conviction.

"Don't tell me you're 'that idiot with the brown hair' and say it in question form."

"Hey, why did I introduce myself in a questioning tone...?"

"ah?"

It is not the same as the previous development. She took my complaint just now, is it my interference that made things go wrong?

"Hey, you still want to call me by this name..."

While speaking, the dull hair on the top of her head kept shaking.

"Wait for me!"

I took a step closer to her, grabbed her shoulders roughly, and rocked back and forth.

"You don't want to say that I touched your breasts last night, do you? You don't want to tell me that I, a gentleman who has never been wise and safe since I was born, let you wear H's uniform...?!"

I spit out these words in one breath like a roar, but I didn't feel any effort at all.

The girl was shaken by me in pain, her two eyes turned into two continuously rotating circles, she said vaguely:

"Don't~shake~~"

I instinctively glanced at the more violent ups and downs of her chest due to the shaking, and quickly used the theory of universal gravitation to rationalize my inadvertently looking directly at her chest. In short, I quickly let go of my hand.

"You should be the one who "prevaricated by self-deception", right?"

The other self in my mind seemed to be talking nonsense.

The relieved girl looked at me and blinked, as if thinking about my words.

So, she showed a warm smile.

"So, you really remember me~"