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Chapter 6 New Year's Day
Today is the first day of the 21st century. When many people welcome the first light of the new century on the top of high-rise buildings or on the seaside in the suburbs against the cold wind, I am dreaming in bed.

I am a person who dreams a lot, especially in the morning just before waking up.It is unbelievable to say that sometimes I realize that I am dreaming in my dreams, so that I even direct my own dreams, like directing a movie, and develop the dreams in the direction I imagined.But the dream itself has a kind of resistance, which comes from outside my consciousness, and often makes me encounter unexpected things in the dream, thus disturbing the planned good dream.

I dreamed of the candlelight, and the candlelight turned into an eye, erratic, and I suddenly realized something.This time I finally conquered my unconscious self, pulled myself out of the dream, and woke myself up.

I thought carefully about the eyes in my dream. On the night of Christmas Eve, after Lu Bai committed suicide, when the police interrogated Huang Yun, I heard clearly that she said that Lu Bai seemed to see something before jumping into the river. Nothing, but Lu Bai's eyes are drifting left and right, so the thing he saw (assuming he did see something) is also erratic like the candlelight (eye) I saw in the psychological clinic yesterday Uncertain.Just like the wind, although we can't see the wind, the things that the wind blows up can let us see the trajectory of the wind, maybe this is the principle, the things that Lu Bai sees may really exist, but we can't see it.

After breakfast, I hurried out. It was only after 7 o'clock in the morning. The road was very deserted in the early morning of New Year's Day, and there were no people. I got down to the subway station.When I arrived at the platform, a subway had just left, and there were only five or six people around. I sat on a chair and looked at the advertisement opposite.

A man walked up to me and sat down. He was probably in his early 40s, tall and dignified, wearing a windbreaker with a black suit inside and a black briefcase in his hand.The whole body is tidy and tidy, maybe he is a high-level white-collar worker, is he still going to work today?He sat expressionless, staring straight ahead.

The sound of the subway approaching rang in my ears.

The man suddenly raised his head to look at the ceiling, then turned his face down, and then turned to my direction, almost face to face with me, I could see his eyes clearly, his eyes seemed to be blurred, he looking at what?I looked around and there was nothing but the escalator behind me.I turned around again, only to see him stand up, take three steps in parallel, and walk straight ahead.

The subway is about to come in.

"Dangerous!" I stood up.

He was so indifferent that he actually jumped off the platform.

The train is coming in.

Emergency braking was too late.There was a loud bang, and I seemed to hear the sound of human bones being crushed.With its huge inertia, the subway ran over this section of track, and finally stopped almost as usual.

At this moment, my expression was extremely ugly, as if I was the one who was run over by the train.I raised my head, I couldn't see anything, I wiped my eyes hard, my eyes were fine.

What did he see?
(End of this chapter)