Dream Plaza/疑惑的追杀

疑惑的追杀

梦见我遇到了一个杀人犯,然后那个杀人犯在杀人时候不小心把血溅我身上了,但是我逃掉了,而且没有被他发现。 然后,有一次,警官过来问我说,问我有没有看见那个男的。我回答警官,没有看见,因为我不知道那个杀人犯是他。 因为我不是很爱干净,回家后我把那件衣服就扔在了个衣服堆里面。其实,我当时也没有发现那是在杀人,直到有一次我发现家里味道有点不太对,臭臭的然后就把那件衣服翻出来了,也发现了血,然后我又打算去警

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梦见我遇到了一个杀人犯,然后那个杀人犯在杀人时候不小心把血溅我身上了,但是我逃掉了,而且没有被他发现。 然后,有一次,警官过来问我说,问我有没有看见那个男的。我回答警官,没有看见,因为我不知道那个杀人犯是他。 因为我不是很爱干净,回家后我把那件衣服就扔在了个衣服堆里面。其实,我当时也没有发现那是在杀人,直到有一次我发现家里味道有点不太对,臭臭的然后就把那件衣服翻出来了,也发现了血,然后我又打算去警察局报案,说我看到了线索。 然后去警察局的时候,我发现我家门口那个警察局其实很小。 而且里面甚至没有人。我们在门口等了一会儿,才等到有人过来。然后我跟他们说我可能有那个杀人犯的线索,我要报案。然后,他们边马上把我带去另一个地方,那是一个很繁华的街口。路口,然后那个路口有好几个高楼。就是用玻璃支棱起来的,很高的楼,很漂亮,很大。然后我们去上面聊,我把衣服送给他们之后,他们不知道为什么又聚集了很多人在那里,都是很年轻的人。然后,要求我们扩建这个警察厅。 可能是我最近基建的游戏玩多了,玩那个终末地一直在基建。然后我也梦见我在我在梦里面就一直在扩建这个地,然后时不时还会有那个警官过来监督我。但是,那个警官总是会有监督,就很烦,然后我就不基建了。假装自己在睡觉,我就回家睡觉去了。 不知道为什么,突然从现实变成游戏,然后我就整个人就站那边,突然停下来了。然后就看见自己把手从鼠标和键盘上拿下来,然后看屏幕上自己停下来了,然后我就去睡觉了。然后一觉睡醒,继续玩这个游戏,然后我整个人又重新进入这个游戏世界。 然后,不知道为什么,我还遇到了那个杀人犯,我跟那个杀人犯和他聊了两下天。好像还跟我分享他的杀人经验,但我忘了。 然后,我梦见我是一个大叔,就是那种抠脚大汉。但是不知道为什么,我穿着女装穿的很漂亮很漂亮的女装,而且还化着很好看很好看的妆。然后,我就变成那种非常漂亮的高冷御姐。然后,有个男孩就很喜欢我,他跟我想和我一起走,想把我带回家。我假装答应了他。在那小男孩在有个桥上散步的时候,我他把眼睛给蒙住,然后当众就开始脱衣服。我把那那套女装脱了,脱的只剩下T恤、裤子,然后穿上自己的鞋子,然后又当众扎了头发,卸妆,就赶紧跑了。 时间回溯,我再一次经过这个桥,但这一次,我是一个女孩子,很温柔,很善良,没有依靠,住的地方还很破,那种典型的女主。然后经过这个桥,看见有 两个人找我搭讪,但我很害怕。然后就有人帮阻止他们,然后就赶紧跑掉了,然后回家的时候,我梦见我有个朋友。 然后,我那个朋友好像不是很喜欢我了,因为我有点摆架子。我明明很善良,但是在朋友面前就是忍不住摆架子,然后就被朋友讨厌了。因为这样子,我们两个就吵架了。后来,朋友因为这件事情在家里和家人也吵架了。然后,她就退学了。我很难过[流泪],因为我发现在学校里原来除了她没有人和我玩了。 然后,就忍不住找有一个男生玩,因为那个男孩子之前和我讲过话,但是无论我怎么跟他讲话,他好像不是愿意很愿意理我不愿意孤独[流泪]。那个男孩子。经常各种女孩子回家,然后就跟他说,要不你也去我家玩吧?他说,好呀,可以去他家玩,我就答应了。 然后结果去他家的时候,他突然开始强奸我。但是还没强奸成功,突然又有个男的过来给了他一下,然后他们俩开始打架,然后就突然变成了超能力者之间的战斗。 然后,两个人突然就有了超能力强奸我那个男的超能力是,只要每上一个女的他能力就会更强一点。然后,另一个男的能力我好像有点忘了。总之,很离谱,很恶心,反正他们两个就开始战斗,我就趁这个间隙逃掉了,最后是强奸我那个男的胜了,我也成功逃跑了。 我就赶紧回家,但是在回家的路上,我又遇到了麻烦事儿。我梦见今天在大桥上找我的那两个男的,找到我家来了。 他们似乎很不爽,我当时没有理他们,他们就找到我家里来了。他们把我带到我家附近的一个废弃大楼,在一个铁架子上,把我摁在地上,开始打我,但是打了两下,然后就开始讲什么事情了,忘了。 然后,他们的老大就来了,明明两个欺负我的是小混混,老大居然还西装革履的,穿着还挺帅,有一个大风衣。然后,我不知道为什么,他们就是要杀我玩,把我杀着玩,然后把我把我推到那个高台上。 然后,我突然想起来,之前在那个超能力者之间战斗的时候,我在逃跑的时候也是从高台上跳下去的,但那个时候,不知道为什么,我有个能力可以和动物们亲近,然后。在那个高台下面,有一只鹿,我跳下去那个鹿就用自己的能力在空中把我接住了,然后就让我安平安无事的走了。 但这次他们来,他们把周围的动物都清理掉了,然后和我说,这回可没有东西接着我了,我要是跳下去,我就真的死了。然后开始跟他们聊天,因为是死人嘛,他们说愿意满足我最后一个愿望,然后就开始跟他们扯闲聊,扯这扯那的。反正我是必死之,也聊的都是他们感兴趣的事情,然后他们后来有点嫌我说多了,问我到底要许什么愿望,不许马上就把我杀了。 然后,我就从高台上跳下去了,很不幸[流泪],我是背面着地的,然后地上还有一个尖刺,直接把我贯穿了。那是一个立在那里的,一个铁棍,长方形的一个铁棍。嗯然后,那个老大真的很震惊,打算下来看我,给我一个痛快。 他下来了之后,他拿出了枪。然后我跟他说,能不能用枪打我的脑袋,让我死的没有痛苦一些[流泪]。他只是让我不要打断他说话,他似乎还有话想告诉我。但是其实我当时一个字也听不清,也听不进去,只觉得自己的血一直在流失,感觉自己体温越来越低,视线越来越模糊。 然后他就不知道说了点啥,然后拿枪指着我的脑袋,然后啪打了一下,结果空了。 他很震惊,然后拿枪连续对着我打了好几下,结果每一发都是空的。他才意识到有人耍他。 他赶紧上楼,然后不知道为什么,这个时候脑海里突然回想到一段一过段以往的事情。其实这段我经历过。之前的时候也是。我也是被他们几个弄在上面,然后下来。但那一次,那个老大的枪是实心的,他确实把我打死了。然后以灵魂状态的我就看见他上楼,然后他就被他的一个下属杀死了。然后,这一次他也上楼了,我觉得他下属也可能要出手,我就还提醒他小心点,结果他还是死了。 然后,那个老大的那个下属就出来,然后我就跟他说,原来你成功了。他问我,我是怎么看出来他想杀他老大的。我怎这么说得出来啊?我就只是笑一笑,就没有跟他讲话。 然后他可能还有点舍不得杀我了。我躺在地上流血,他倚在那边的门口看着我,看了好一会儿,才把我杀了。 然后我就醒了

Symbols woven through this dream

Dream Imagery

  1. killer

    killer

    People

    梦境的开端,一个杀人犯将血溅到“我”身上,但“我”逃脱了,并在之后撒谎隐瞒了此事,直到发现血迹才决定报案。

  2. police

    police

    People

    警官前来询问杀人犯的下落,“我”撒谎否认看见。后来“我”试图报案,发现警察局很小且无人,后被带到一个繁华街口的高楼上与警官交谈。

  3. building

    building

    Places

    梦中出现了一个很小的警察局,后来又转变为繁华街口的高楼建筑,以及一个废弃的大楼,这些地点都与梦境中的事件紧密相关。

  4. betrayal

    betrayal

    Emotions

    朋友因为“我”在朋友面前摆架子而讨厌“我”,导致两人吵架并最终朋友退学,这让“我”感到非常难过和孤独,也暗示了人际关系中的背叛感。

  5. revenge

    revenge

    Actions

    在梦境的后期,被欺负的“我”从高台上跳下,老大随后拿枪准备补枪,但枪却成了空枪,暗示了某种形式的“报复”或命运的转折。

  6. monster

    monster

    Creatures

    梦中出现了超能力者之间的战斗,其中一个男的能力是每上一个女人能力就会更强,这被描述为“离谱、恶心”,具有怪物的特质。

  7. wall

    wall

    Objects

    在梦的最后部分,“我”被带到我家附近一个废弃大楼的铁架子上,被摁在地上殴打,这象征着被困住、无法逃脱的境地,如同被无形的墙壁阻挡。

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I walked into the nearest room and found myself turned into a gorilla person, tall and burly. I couldn't even recognize myself. Then I saw many gorilla people surrounding a small monkey. The little monkey seemed to be the boss, and everyone was extremely respectful to him. Seeing me at the door, the little monkey waved me over, gesturing that he wanted to whisper something to me. He made me bend down, and then this little monkey bit off my ear. I suddenly covered my ear in disbelief. Then I found my body was out of control. I saw tentacles wrapping around me one by one. I slowly lost my breath, watching the tentacles tear open my skin and drill into my muscles. Finally, my vision was completely filled with tentacles, and then, covered in blood, I was thrown out. At this time, the man appeared again. He asked me what this room was for and why I went to suffer, what was the point? I asked him when the loop would happen, and he said it was still early. He said we were actually all pitiful people with no hope of getting out. He was among the first batch to arrive and had never seen anyone leave. I didn't believe it and argued with him. I felt that someone absolutely must have gotten out, that it must be possible to leave. The two of us started bickering until the loop was about to begin. Alarms sounded in the rooms, and everyone obediently went outside. Only then did I see that the outside was actually a void, a pure white nothingness. Beneath our feet was a cliff, and then the places we could step on suddenly started shrinking. We all fell down. Except for a few, I didn't even hear anyone scream. Then my vision went black, and I woke up as if from a nightmare (not really waking up). I saw myself turn into a mouse person again: dismembered, sewn up. Then I didn't want to go out, so that sexy female teacher just kicked me out (actually, thinking back, it felt pretty good). I saw the man again. This time he was soaking wet. He asked me why I was still in this room. I said I didn't know. He then taught me that there was a box at the door, and before jumping off the cliff, I should grab the tag for the room I wanted to enter, otherwise it would be random. I said I understood, and then I experienced two more rooms (I forgot the contents). Before jumping down again, the man and I had another argument. This time the topic was still whether anyone had ever gotten out. No one paid attention to us. Then, when I jumped down this time, I felt like I was glitched and stuck at the very bottom. I seemed to see a part of the world. I saw someone get out, and the system asked him if he wanted to return to the world. The person said yes. The system began to explain that he now had two choices: 1. Choose to be a spectator, where you can watch how others suffer, and return to the world when you've stayed long enough; 2. Return to the world directly, but the current world is full of instances everywhere and is very unsafe. That person chose to be a spectator. Then a door appeared. I saw many people inside sitting on beanbag chairs, holding popcorn and watching a screen. Then that person walked in and grabbed some popcorn. But I seemed to see myself; if it were me, I would also choose to be a spectator first. Then I woke up again, still in the mouse person room. Then I saw that I had died, and just when I didn't know if I would resurrect, I truly woke up.

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4/7/2026

Time Flowing Backwards

I dreamt I was in a kindergarten, looking to be about kindergarten or primary school age. The teacher told us to take brushes and draw on a large table, so I went to draw. (It was just dusk, and the sunlight shining into the kindergarten's toy room felt incredibly warm and cozy.) I claimed a good seat and a palette of paint. A photographer also wanted that palette, but I refused him. Then he (the person I like) arrived too, (much younger than in reality). He sat next to me, seeming very close to me, and then he started drawing as well. That photographer was right beside us, taking pictures of the two of us. The teacher asked us to draw something circular, so I planned to draw a round window with a landscape inside. Halfway through drawing, I saw him draw a circle next to me, and then he scribbled it out. I asked him why he scribbled it out, and he said he wanted to change it to something else. Then he took out a game, saying he wanted to beat it; when you reach a certain ending, there's a circular icon, and he wanted to draw that icon. Then I just watched him play the game for a while and woke up.

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4/8/2026

The Almost Forgotten Little Raccoons

The dream was very long. I woke up a few times in the middle, or maybe I didn't wake up at all, because I clearly remember writing the dream down in WeChat, but when I woke up, there was nothing in WeChat, which was really annoying. I only remember fragments. In the dream, I was in front of a dim shrine. It was a shrine built on a mountain, with a beautiful environment and lots of vegetation. The setting felt very much like Japan, though the dream never explicitly stated it was Japan. At the entrance of that shrine, there were three little raccoons. The three of them were holding three boxes, which they opened and closed in a rhythmic pattern. As long as you put a coin inside when a box opened, the coin would disappear the next time it opened, and a pastry would appear inside. There were matcha-flavored and red bean-flavored pastries, and they were incredibly delicious. So I just stayed there farming pastries and eating non-stop. There was another fragment where I was on a bus. I was sitting at the very back, recommending those raccoon pastries to others.

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4/8/2026

Together

I only remember the part of the dream about him. The dream was actually incredibly long; my first thought upon waking was realizing that the ratio of the content about him to the rest of the dream was something like 1:3.\n\nIn the dream, he and I were together. I worked, and he went to school, though there were never any scenes of me working. It was as if I just left the house and then came back having finished work. Absolutely everything happened at home. In the dream, I was also in the military, holding a minor officer rank, and he had gotten into that school. The two of us shared a rented apartment, splitting the rent fifty-fifty.\nIn the dream, we would chat together, lean against each other playing video games. He would keep me company while I worked at home, and I would keep him company in the study while he wrote his papers. Sometimes I would work very late and he wouldn't say anything; he would just wait for me at home.\n(Thinking about it now, he was so domestic in the dream.)\nHe and I would sleep in the same bed (there was no erotic content in the dream; the most intimate physical contact was hugging). My memory of the parts in bed isn't that deep, probably because I wasn't interested in that.\n\nIn the dream, he was very considerate of me. We were always texting. I would tell him my whereabouts at all times and was always taking pictures to send to him. Naturally, he did the same.\n\nDreams are always so perfect, so beautiful that they make you want to lose yourself in them. But I know it's fake. I don't really know him, nor should I harbor any superfluous expectations. That creates a silent pressure and would ruin my impression of him. If it's fake, let it be fake. At least I had a dream where I experienced this kind of relationship.

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4/8/2026

Heaven

I dreamt I was riding a bicycle and got hit by a truck and died. Then I took an elevator up to heaven, but the elevator had no handrails and it was too high, so I was so scared I had to crawl on it. When I got to heaven, I found it was like a giant amusement park, with pools, markets, and all kinds of things to play with. The clouds on the ground were currency; you could just take them. I originally wanted to go swimming, but there were too many people there and it wasn't very convenient. I went anyway, but as soon as I got into the water, I felt it was disgusting, like the sweat of countless people mixed with syrup, sticky and stinky. I couldn't stand the disgust and hurried out, feeling really nauseated watching others still playing in the water. Then suddenly it was nap time. Heaven has heaven's rules; everyone here has to take a nap, and there are dedicated angels to supervise. I saw a boy holding a golden stick with three pointy ends telling us to follow him. It was a back garden with a golden patterned gate and marble floors. By the road were plants that looked like bushes, only very, very tall, about 15 meters or so. The plants blocked the view of the inside of the garden, but you could see tall branches stretching out from within, casting patches of shadow on the marble ground. The place where we slept was a series of long buildings, about 6 or 7 stories high, and there were many of them, each floor looking exactly the same. There were no walls, just a square, hole-like window every 5 meters, and staggered with the windows, a white bed every 5 meters. Between each bed was a nightstand, and on each nightstand was a vase with a single white flower. I had just lain down to sleep and was just about to talk to the person next to me when I woke up.

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5/2/2026

The Price of Being a Hero

I dreamt I had a group of companions. We got along really well, and we were all heroes. Then, one time, a meeting was suddenly called because one of us had died. Everyone suspected it was me, but it wasn't. Then I don't remember what happened, but we found that person again. She told us she had indeed died once, but for some unknown reason, she suddenly gained the ability to turn back time. So we planned to find the killer together. After a fight, we decided to head straight for the boss's lair. It was a large ocean-view hotel. We kept trying to figure out how to get in without looking suspicious. Then we accidentally stumbled upon a photo of us from high school, so we decided to pretend to be a high school tour group. We arrived the next day. On our way in, we saw an amusement ride. A few boards there looked a lot like the ones from yesterday. The girl who had died really wanted to see what it was, so I had to agree. Then I climbed up to look. There were three levels, and the last one was very hard to climb. I finally made it up, but the light was so dim I could only make out a single sentence. Then I suddenly heard footsteps. A man with long silver hair was walking toward me. I wanted to get down but I was stuck. I don't remember what the silver-haired man said, I just remember an overwhelming sense of oppression. Just seeing him made me feel like I was going to die. Then that girl turned back time, and we went back. Everyone retained their memories, and we realized this time-reversal could only take us back to the same day. Then I woke up.

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5/2/2026

Regrets

I dreamed I went back to school, dreamed I brought gifts back with me, dreamed my friends hadn't graduated yet, and my old teacher was still the homeroom teacher. I dreamed the few of us were playing around and having a great time, along with many people I didn't know. I dreamed that just as I was about to leave, I ran into the person I like. I saw him and his friends, I saw them find me, and then they dug me out. I thought they were going to laugh at me or something, but then I saw the person I like take me aside. He dawdled for a long time and then took me a little further away, and then he confessed his feelings to me. I said yes, and then the two of us hugged excitedly for a while before leaving. Then I asked some unimportant questions, and then I woke up.

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4/8/2026

Basically Running Into a War While Traveling, Then a Terrifying Subway

I dreamed I was at the escalator of a high-speed rail station. I saw my brother, and he said he was taking me to Japan. I asked him why, and he said it was to practice speaking. Then my brother's friend was also there, and she said I could go. So I asked my brother if we could make it back before Saturday (because I had something else to do on Saturday in real life). My brother said yes, and then asked if we had any recommended places to go. Everyone marked places on the map for my brother. I thought about it and chose a city recommended in National Geographic (I recently saw that city on TikTok and really wanted to go). Then my brother said, Hanhan, you absolutely cannot be late. Then he was going to take me to the airport. We passed a stretch of road we had passed last time. Because it was the middle of the night, there was no one there, just like the last time we came. But suddenly, war broke out. Artillery shells destroyed the streets and houses, and fires were burning everywhere. My brother told me to run quickly (to this day I still don't know if the 'you' in the dream was telling me to run away or run to the airport). 'What are you spacing out for at a time like this?' I finally realized I had been stunned by the bombs. So the two of us sprinted wildly to the airport, and in the blink of an eye, we arrived in Japan. After arriving in Japan, I went to take the subway. But the subway station I walked into was inexplicably tall, massive, and empty, without a single person in sight. I didn't know where my brother went either. When I finally managed to see people, it turned out everyone was walking in the opposite direction from me. I was a little angry and scared, but I kept walking forward anyway. Then I entered the largest elevator I had ever seen. It was about the size of a classroom, and there wasn't a single light on. Inside, there were two staff members. They were holding giant, circular fluorescent stickers (about the size of five plates). When they saw me, they said, 'Congratulations! You can make a wish!' I was baffled—why would a subway do this? Plus, after the elevator doors closed, only the stickers were glowing, which looked a bit creepy. One of them even peeled the backing off the sticker and stuck it onto me, then kept pressing me for my wish. I didn't really want to answer, so I asked what people usually wished for. The lady replied: 'Usually people wish for everything to be okay and things like that.' So I just casually used two blessing words, and then the elevator doors opened, and I left. And then I woke up.

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4/7/2026

Dream Adventure: A Healing Journey Through Bottles of Light, an Odd-Eyed Cat, and a Twin-Moon Wheat Field

Last night I dreamed I was in a huge supermarket, but the shelves were completely filled with transparent bottles containing different colors of light. I wanted to buy an orange one, but the clerk told me it required a reservation, and then handed me a business card with my own name written on it. I walked out of the supermarket and found it was raining outside, but the ground was dry. Looking up at the sky, the raindrops vanished in mid-air. By the road, a cat was sitting on top of a traffic light looking at me; one of its eyes was blue and the other was gold. Then, somehow, I ended up in the neighborhood where I lived as a child, but the buildings had grown incredibly tall. I counted and there seemed to be hundreds of floors. I took the elevator up. A very soft piano melody was playing inside. When it reached a certain floor, the doors opened to reveal a wheat field outside. As I walked into the wheat field, I suddenly felt so sleepy that I just lay right down. The wheat was very warm. There were two moons in the sky, one large and one small. I wanted to take a picture, but when I pulled out my phone, it had turned into a cookie. I took a bite and it was actually quite tasty—matcha flavored. Later, someone called my name, but I couldn't make out their face. He said, "It's time for you to go back." I asked, "Back where?" And then I woke up.

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Nightmare: Former Company Becomes a Restaurant, Rescuing a Drunk Chubby Guy

My biological clock woke me up after I had a nightmare. My former company had turned into a restaurant, and all my colleagues were working there. One colleague was drinking with a chubby guy. The colleague must have been dizzy from drinking; he called me over and said, 'Whatever you do, don't let the chubby guy pay,' and then he passed out. I took the chubby guy to the door to hail a cab. He was also drunk and tried to rush out into the rain, but I pulled him back and asked him where he was going. At this point, the dream became incredibly exhausting as I tried to fill in his address for him. I used all my willpower to type it out, and finally, an A4 paper with the filled-in address appeared. After filling it out, I noticed the chubby guy was no longer drunk; he was completely sober.

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5/16/2026

This noon dream was so real it left me terrified after waking up

I had an incredibly real and terrifying dream during my midday nap, just thinking about it now makes me scared🥹\n\nIn the dream, I was taking a rideshare back, and the car suddenly collided with another car on the road. It was a sharp bend, and it forced the oncoming car off the cliff😌 After the crash, the driver didn't stop. Instead, he took me along as he fled the scene, and I didn't dare say much.\n\nAfter driving for about half an hour, the car suddenly stopped. I still held onto a lucky thought, wondering if the driver had finally found his conscience. But it turned out he just drove the car to a place that looked like a gathering point. At the time, I still didn't realize it was a scam. I asked him if I could just pay the fare first and call another car. He said, then give me 1 million! I said why😓 If not, let's just call the police. He said you can call the police, no problem. But the call just wouldn't go through. I thought my phone was broken at the time, so I asked to borrow a phone from a woman next to me. The people around just said, it's useless, don't even think about it...\n\nOnly then did I belatedly realize that he hadn't found his conscience at all; the place was full of scammers, and I had been roped right in. They told me that unless I coughed up 1 million, I shouldn't even think about leaving, and I would stay here forever.\n\nI was surrounded entirely by women, both old and young. I asked one of them how long she had been here, and she said over ten years. At that moment, I completely broke down, with only one thought in my mind: I might as well be dead.\n\nThinking of the people I had just seen the day before, I felt in a daze that it was probably the last time I'd see them, and I was so devastated I couldn't breathe. I regretted why I hadn't been better to them! I didn't even know if I'd ever have the chance to see them again in this lifetime[可怜R] The intense despair and sense of reality crushed me until I couldn't catch my breath, when suddenly the alarm rang, and I jolted awake, my heart still pounding wildly. Thank goodness! It was just a dream. It was really too scary, thank goodness it was just a dream, so terrifying🫠

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4/25/2026

The Virus-Infected Village and the Nightmare of Pursuit

In my dream, it was the village where I lived as a child. Many people gathered in the village; everyone was expressionless, as if controlled by a virus, attacking anyone they saw. They held stones in their hands and smashed them violently against each other's heads. The bloody and violent scene was utterly terrifying. I hid everywhere, but those people spread out like a virus, completely devoid of human consciousness. I ran desperately until I was exhausted, but there was an endless stream of people chasing me from behind. I felt so desperate. Stumbling and crawling, I crossed a ditch. After getting onto the bank, I hid behind a haystack to catch my breath for a moment. Soon, the infected people spotted me. I had no choice but to gather my courage and keep running, heading towards my grandmother's village. On the way, I saw an astonishing sight: hundreds, perhaps thousands, of magnificent horses galloping towards me. All the horses were draped in incredibly long, glossy, light pink hair. The hair on their four lower legs was also exceptionally long; only the hair on their thighs was short. They just galloped towards me like fast-moving clouds. With no time to think, I quickly dashed into the river ditch and climbed up to the cornfield on the opposite side. The corn seedlings were thigh-high and grew sparsely. By bending down, I could hide from the crazed humans. Feeling slightly safer, I ran madly deeper into the field. Later, I arrived at my grandmother's village. This village was much quieter, seemingly not yet contaminated by the virus. I rested for a moment in a hidden spot. When I looked out again, the people outside were already acting strange, their eyes glazed over. It wasn't safe to stay here for long, but the environment outside was not good either. There were ruined walls and rubble everywhere, as if it had been through a catastrophe. Just then, a cold gleam flashed before my eyes. A machete slashed towards me. I barely dodged it, scrambled to grab a wooden stick, and fought back with zero technique. There was a thicker stick in the distance, but I failed to grab it several times. Later, somehow, we called a truce because we both realized the other was a normal person. Interestingly, the other person was a girl with short hair, wearing an army-green combat suit, looking very tough. So I had a companion. We hid in a truck to rest. She patted her shoulder, letting me lie down to sleep. Soon she fell asleep herself. How could I dare to sleep? I looked around vigilantly. Sure enough, I saw two trucks coming from the direction of my village, filled with infected people. I shook her awake. She immediately prepared for battle, but my sixth sense told me we couldn't defeat them. The girl, however, didn't seem to think that much; her expression was normal, showing no fear. I said goodbye to her and prepared to find a safe place. Heading east was the direction to the city; perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope for survival. Stumbling along the way, I barely managed to stay alive. Ahead was a river with clear water. Corpses were bobbing up and down in it, their faces soaked pale by the river water. I wasn't very scared, but I felt disgusted. I lingered on the bank for quite a while until I heard roaring sounds approaching from afar. Only then did I muster the courage to wade across the river. In the distance was a deep, dark path shaded by trees, leading to who knows where...

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4/24/2026

Rainbow Flags in the Chapel and Uncontrolled Anger: A Nightmare of Self-Trial

In the dream, today was Sunday, and I went to the chapel for service with my parents. The black rectangular wooden desk in front of me was covered with my things, all objects representing my LGBT identity. There seemed to be many rainbow flags of various sizes and rainbow heart pins. Suddenly I remembered that Christians don't like these things. The feeling was like oil bubbling up from the bottom of the water. Then I smashed them all onto the floor, shattering them, trampling them to pieces. The sound they made was very muffled, very muffled. Then, like a madman, I overturned everything on the desk. There was a pile of small flags on the desk, I don't know what the pattern was, brown, a deadly amount of them, countless. I threw them all on the floor and crushed them under the soles of my shoes, hearing the faint snap of the flagpoles breaking. Hidden inside the desk drawer was a small booklet, eight pages in total. It contained the names and photos of blessed clergy. The middle page was me and my photo. The me in the photo was smiling, it was a pretty good picture. I stared at that smile for two seconds and felt that it wasn't me. I tore the booklet to shreds too, ripping it page by page, throwing it on the floor, and stomping on it many times. I was actually quite surprised to see this at the time, because I had no idea I was in this booklet. The surprise only lingered for a moment before being replaced by an inexplicable anger. The person in the seat ahead suddenly yawned, a very slow and long yawn, and his head leaned against the edge of my desk. I told him to drop dead while pushing the back of his head away; my palms were covered in sweat. Then I frantically apologized to him, a whole string of sorries. Afterwards, I stood up and started slapping myself hard in the face. I pounded my chest and head with my fists, bone against bone, making a hollow drumming sound. I cursed myself for being a huge fucking idiot while beating myself up; I swore I would beat myself to a pulp. Then I walked to the back. My parents were sitting a few rows behind. That day was their first day back from America. I walked up to them, bent down, and shouted with all my might, saying I was having a manic episode. I said everyone in the world was a fucking piece of trash, including myself. Let everyone die. The sound was so loud I thought all the glass in the chapel would shatter. But no one heard. Only my parents; they were in great pain, very quiet. After cursing, I returned to my seat. Today's preaching pastor was a thirteen-year-old girl, wearing a black dress, the hem just reaching her knees. She walked over and asked me a question. I forgot what the question was, anyway it was about Christianity. I also called her a fucking idiot, told her to go die quickly, to go back into her mother's womb and restart. I said a lot of ugly, unbearable things. Every sentence was dug out from my throat. She stood there without any reaction at all. The corner of her black skirt swayed slightly, maybe blown by the wind. The scene suddenly changed. This was an unfamiliar bedroom, a small room in my home in Beihai. A yellowed photo of my mother hung on the wall, my mother was smiling. This place, it seemed I had been here many times and yet never been here. The bedsheets were old, and outside the window there was the smell of the sea. I went mad again and smashed things, I tore the pillow open, shattered the cup, and cursed everyone in the world as fucking idiots. I ran out in the middle of the night, there was no one on the street, and my shadow was stretched very long under the streetlight. I continued to curse at the empty road, everyone is a fucking idiot, my voice swallowed by the wind. Finally, my consciousness told me to post this dream on Xiaohongshu, and not to say it was a dream. I also had to send it to an online friend, a very gentle and nice female online friend, maybe a future online girlfriend. The dream ended.

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4/20/2026

Dreaming of Blanking in Class and Classmates Doing Drugs by the River

Had a fucking nightmare. Dreamt I was at school going over exam papers, got called on to answer but knew absolutely nothing. Then, walking home after class, all the classmates walking by the river were smoking and doing drugs. I didn't dare get close to them, but there were too many people. Someone flicked a cigarette butt and it landed right between my fingers. As the crowd kept walking, there was a traffic jam of people. Terrifying dream.

The Virus Loop: Saving the World and Endless Despair

I dreamt I was in an unfamiliar world, an unfamiliar country, when suddenly an explosive virus broke out. The virus was transmitted from person to person and through short-range airborne spread. The country was underdeveloped and heavily populated; this virus was an absolute disaster. People quickly discovered the virus and began to flee, but it spread so fast that many couldn't escape. Eventually, the people of this country fled to its borders, where there was an abandoned castle. People hid there, but in the end, no one escaped. Everyone died. The virus eventually spread there too. I died too. Then time reshaped itself. I returned to the time before the virus outbreak. I realized that every time I died, time would rewind, so I planned to stop this virus. I carefully drafted a plan and discovered two crucial nodes, nodes that inevitably existed in every rewind. 1. There would be a severe medical dispute at the hospital, then the hospital would explode, triggering a massive stampede. 2. At a government building on a mountain peak, an unknown incident occurred and was reported by journalists. So I planned to stop those two events. First, I went to the hospital. At that hospital, I met a cute female nurse. From her, I learned my destination. Out of politeness, I greeted her, showed a bit of concern, and then left. After trying many times, I finally successfully resolved the first crucial node. But on the very day I resolved it, the second event immediately broke out ahead of schedule, and I was only one person. I had no way to resolve both things at the same time. The disease broke out again, and so I finally broke down. I really couldn't take it anymore. Why couldn't I save anyone? What was all my previous effort even for? Why was I so incompetent? I saw people fleeing across the land in droves. No one survived. The virus took only 3 seconds from infection to outbreak. In just 3 seconds, a living, breathing person would turn into a pool of flesh and blood. So I decided that in the next loop, I would only run away myself. I knew where this virus would eventually stop, so I just needed to get there in advance. But when the loop happened again, my perspective shifted. I was no longer me. I looked at this world through the eyes of a couple. They seemed to be super billionaires. Long ago, they had built their own villa in the mountains far away from crowds, with a closed-loop system, plus ample weapons and food. They seemed to have anticipated the virus outbreak and had been preparing for a long time. They opened their self-built armory, geared up, and went out to do who knows what. Soon, they saw the first living person. It was the nurse I had spoken to before. I felt she looked very familiar, an indescribable familiarity, and then I remembered. This nurse had a younger sister. Her sister seemed to have been a test subject, and then she died. I even remembered how her sister died. On top of a laboratory, there was the culmination of countless scientists' blood, sweat, and tears. It was a vessel, a glowing yellow sphere whose surface resembled a cell's defensive layer, brimming with a sci-fi aesthetic. Right in the center of the sphere was a gap. They tied the sister in the middle of that gap, and then a massive glowing hammer smashed her directly into it. The sister must have first suffered full-body comminuted fractures before being tossed into the solution inside that glowing sphere and instantly dissolved. That was the last time her sister saw her. The process of the sister's death was replayed dozens of times in the dream, until I heard the couple speaking. They asked the nurse why she was here. In the end, the nurse joined the organization the couple belonged to, determined to take revenge on all the assholes who had laid a hand on her sister, and then I woke up.

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4/5/2026