Human Brain Ranch

The whole morning class was over, and since he studied other people's unconscious and random dreams last night, Zhu Zhengwei turned off his computer in the dormitory at noon, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling unconsciously.

"Tonight, whose dream are you going to swim in?"

But he burst out with an idea:

Entering other people's dreams is fun, but it's absurd.

One second it was a villa, the next it was a swimming pool, it was so bizarre.

This is an irregular brainstorm, the conscious activity of the cerebral cortex, anything can happen.

That is a normal person's dream.

But what about entering your own dreams?

maybe different.

Maybe because of my particularity, my dreams are different from other people's dreams? ?

what about my dream

With this thought of becoming more and more curious, during the lunch break, Zhu Zhengwei began to dream again,

Zhu Zhengwei started to sleep.

But he found that when he was asleep, he had no "subconscious surface activity of the soul" at all.

"I don't have dreams? I jump the unconscious surface of dreams?"

As he thought about it, he looked around, only feeling that he was in an endless and deep sea of ​​darkness and fear, like a diver, constantly diving in the altitude of the brain, and constantly entering the endless dark deep sea.

dive,

dive,

keep diving!

Passed through the water surface of unconscious dreams, passed through the 100-meter ocean light zone, and entered a deep darkness where the sun can't reach!

Boom!

Deep and dark, you can't see your fingers.

Soon, in the darkness, he felt that he had bumped into a certain barrier unintentionally, a crack had already appeared in a mysterious door with flesh and blood brain texture.

Push it away!

The cracks in the door gradually increased, and finally burst open.

Boom!

Countless brain matter and brain neuron cells flew behind him like meteors, weird nerve tentacles were spreading, and the world of deep-sea consciousness that was suddenly released deep in the genetic depths seemed to be severely penetrated by myself!

light!

Endless white glaring rays of light poured out from the gap in the door!

In the midst of the radiance, he entered it in an instant, and his eyes suddenly opened up, seeing the deepest consciousness dream that humans have never been involved in.

boom!

Time is running backwards.

In the days of studying, in primary school, in the almost blurred childhood, even with the constant revolving door, Zhu Zhengwei found that he actually saw the picture of his own birth.

Everything returned to the source, and Zhu Zhengwei saw the first fragment of his life.

Whoa whoa whoa.

A baby is born in the countryside.

"The baby is born!"

"It's a boy!"

"It won't be sick like a big baby!"

"I can't afford to take care of the older baby. If the second baby is really sick, we will throw it away secretly. Anyway, I hide it well, and only a few neighbors in the village will know that I am pregnant."

Accompanied by the noise, Zhu Zhengwei squatted under the weed window outside the house, eavesdropping on this scene, and saw his birth from the perspective of an onlooker.

"What did I see?" Zhu Zhengwei's eyes widened in disbelief, "My birth?"

In the world, except for the legendary hypermemory patients, almost no one can remember the scene of being just born as a baby.

And myself, can I see it in this deep dream?

But soon, Zhu Zhengwei had a guess:

Dreams are an extension of the soul's activities, and one's own dreams are the "deep consciousness of the soul", which records all the memories since birth.

I saw the deepest deep consciousness area rooted in the soul, which records all the information and codes in the depths of my own roots. It is not so much a dream as it is the deepest root activity space of the soul.

"This is my parents?"

He looked at his biological parents whom he had never met.

I am an orphan.

Abandoned due to genetic disease.

I have never felt much about the so-called parents since I was a child, but seeing them in the depths of my memory, I can't help feeling a lot.

Although, I once fantasized that my parents were rich and powerful, and the 20-year period has come, and the drama of the return of the young master.

Zhu Zhengwei calmly looked at the two ordinary people in the countryside.

"Ordinary birth, ordinary family."

"Limited by the times, medical treatment is limited, and it was very ordinary and abandoned in that uncivilized rural mountain era."

Zhu Zhengwei watched his own birth in the dream.

After waiting outside the door for a while, Zhu Zhengwei sneaked into the room while there was no one around.

Looking at the newborn self in the swaddle, this cute baby who is sleeping soundly, there is something inexplicably weird.

"You are miserable, but the future will be better!"

He suddenly couldn't help but picked up the infant baby and lifted it high above his head. He had an indescribable unprecedented experience, "I used to be, I must work hard."

Pooh.

Suddenly knocked down the pen holder on the high shelf, a pencil fell, and the sharpened tip pierced the corner of the baby's right eye.

The blood spread into a blood flower on the baby's delicate and white skin at the corners of the eyes, rushing endlessly.

Wow!

My baby self suddenly burst into tears.

Zhu Zhengwei was stunned, before he had time to react.

Click!

The lights of the farmhouse were lit up at once, and the sound of hurried footsteps came.

Zhu Zhengwei hurriedly put the baby back where it was, and left through the window.

"Damn it!!! Why did the baby get stuck with a pencil??" Soon, a roar came from the room.

Crash.

Zhu Zhengwei opened his eyes slightly,

His face became weird, and he went back to the past in his dream, talking about the poisonous chicken soup that inspired him when he was a baby, but he stabbed him in the end

Cough cough cough.

Fortunately it was just a dream.

"Unlike other people, my dream is fixed, it can even be said that it is not a dream, it is a root memory, involving the root of the soul, and a complete record of my past life!"

puff!

Suddenly, Zhu Zhengwei felt a pain in the corner of his eye.

He covered the corners of his eyes in pain, "Is it possible?"

He thought of the pencil stuck in the corner of the baby's eye when he was born in childhood, hurried to the bathroom, raised his head unsteadily and looked in the mirror, on his thin and resolute face, he saw a mole of tears gradually emerged from the corner of the eye, there was a kind of monster Extraordinary dreamlike beauty.

"The corner of my eye??"

"Tear mole??"