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7 dreams shared

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.

16h

Romantic1

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.

16h

Nightmare1

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.

Mysterious1

Mysterious Girl Dealing Cards Online?

At that time, I dreamed I was a young girl (which I actually was back then), and I was being chased by bad guys. A bunch of guys in suits and leather shoes were running after me, and I just kept fleeing and fleeing.\nFirst, it was in my elementary school. Everyone looked like they had just finished class, and there were lots of students. I ran out of my classroom and just jumped straight down. Then I pulled out a card (I have no idea where I pulled it from), threw it hard into the air, pointed at it, and the card suddenly enlarged into a portal, which I then jumped into.\nThen the scene shifted and I was teleported to India, into one of those street-side stalls with a complex layout. I hid there, and along the way, I grabbed a few pieces of clothing to change into so I'd look more like a local, but the men in black still spotted me.\nThen I started running again, cutting straight through various stalls, leaving a mess wherever I passed. Finally, I dashed into a fabric shop, used a card to open another portal, and jumped in. This time I returned to the school, but in the stairwell. There were still a lot of people around, and I leaped out from the portal I had opened.\nHonestly, my language skills aren't great so it's hard to describe, but my memory stops right there, because that split second in the dream was just explosively beautiful.\nIt was the Indian sunlight filtering through the portal, me wearing a local Indian skirt, with all sorts of fabrics and yarn floating out around me. Combined with my leaping motion, the panic of my classmates, and the pursuit of the men in black behind me—who gets it? It was seriously so gorgeous it blew my mind. It was incredibly dreamy, completely satisfying my childhood wish of saving the world and embodying justice.\nThough I've dreamed of this school's location umpteen times already.

16h

Mysterious1

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.

16h

Confused1

Little Maid Looking for a Dream Online!

This afternoon, because I was very tired and felt unwell, I took a nap. I was woken up by some noise, but after waking up, I kept wondering what I had just dreamed about. Then I fell asleep again just like that, and I had a very magical dream. In the dream, I was in a very dark, boundless world. There was a huge 3D rectangle, but only its frame remained, and the frame kept emitting a faint white light. Then I saw many little, adorable versions of myself. They were wearing maid outfits, holding brooms and little lamps emitting a faint white light, cleaning up inside the 3D rectangle. Some were sweeping the floor, some were mopping with rags, some were using feather dusters to dust the 3D frame, and there was one holding a large magnifying glass, wearing a Sherlock Holmes version of a maid outfit, observing everywhere. Then the sweeping me asked the Sherlock Holmes maid me: Did you find the dream? The Sherlock Holmes maid me: Not at all, there is only a tiny trace left, barely visible. Our dream has been scared away by them, it is all their fault. Then I continued searching, and then I woke up.

16h

Happy1

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.

16h