Chapter 140

Everything is familiar with their appearance, in front of a very good room. It's Yang Peiqing's small room and bed.

Until Yang Peiqing sat on the bed, feeling the familiar pajamas straight hair. Just feel just thrilling feeling gradually dissipated, heart slowly settle down. But I can't help being a little scared, even a little scared.

Fortunately, this is a dream. Fortunately, it's just a dream. Yang Peiqing tightly grasped his sheet, only felt the feeling of palpitation is very strong, all over the head is cold sweat, she looked up to wipe, also very seriously looked at a little pale nails.

Yang Peiqing was glad that this was just a dream. But just now, it's really real. Even in the dream, it's still real. It's terrible. Even now Yang Peiqing is still able to clearly describe his just fear.

Even if it is down-to-earth to feel that he is in the familiar little bed, Yang Peiqing always feels that his side seems to turn into a cliff at any time, and then waiting for himself is endless degeneration.

The sound in my ears came gradually. It turned out that it was the music I forgot to turn off yesterday. Just came the climax part, a clear lyrics, it is said that you love me, I do not know which one you love me.

This is a song in Diebian. Originally, Yang Peiqing was crazy about this song for a while. Now I just remember that the familiar music in my dream is this song.

Originally listen to has always been a favorite song, now Yang Peiqing listen to it. But I feel full of fear.

It is said that you love me. Which one do you love?

Which one do you have? With so many faces and identities, are you song Shijia or Yang Peiqing?

Yang Peiqing's heart with the lyrics suddenly stop, feel there is a moment, almost no way to breathe. Too scared. Who are you?

A little fidgety put the headphones away, and then the Walkman casually thrown on the table. After a night's play, the Walkman's power is not enough. Not long after Yang Peiqing threw it on the side, the light of the walkman was shining, and then the red light was on, and soon all the lights went out.

No electricity, the Walkman out of the light is like Yang Peiqing now out of the heart. What happened to the dream just now? It's really a bit terrible. Now Yang Peiqing can almost clearly see the twisted and vicious face of Yang Peiqing who pushed himself down the cliff.

Really terrible feeling, Yang Peiqing deeply closed his eyes. Fingers grasp their own weak hair, and then put their own head weak hanging in their knees up. She felt the familiar darkness emerging around her.

Although you can really feel the warm bed beside you, Yang Peiqing still feels that he is still on the edge of the cold cliff. At any time, a hand will suddenly appear and push himself down.

How can there be such a dream? Yang Peiqing's restless thought of the dream just now, in fact, she didn't want to think about it, but there was no way in her mind to keep around.

Outside the rain has been heard, there is no crackling sound of raindrops. Around seems to be a quiet and terrible feeling, Yang Peiqing only feel that the world seems to have only one person. This inexplicable strong feeling of loneliness and quiet.

Sometimes, quiet can really drive a person crazy. Yang Peiqing only felt that he could hardly breathe in this quiet place. Her breathing seems to be blocked suddenly. Now she feels very difficult to breathe.

The feeling of falling, the feeling of panic, and the twisted face of Yang Peiqing. Let her feel palpitation, and is very irritable, Yang Peiqing reached out to touch the clock. It's already six o'clock.

Because it's winter, it's always bright and late outside. If it's summer, I'm afraid it's already bright outside at this time, but now when I look up at the window, only a little morning light comes out from inside.

She didn't draw the curtains yesterday, so she could see the things outside clearly. This time point is very early, but now Yang Peiqing only thinks that she is very sober. She looks down and thinks that she may not be able to sleep anyway.

In my mind, I kept playing back the scene in my dream. Yang Peiqing just felt irritable. Simply got up, opened the cup and went to the edge of the window.

The fierce push open the window, only feel a fresh air from the outside. The morning light outside was slight, but it was enough to light up the scene outside. But such a dark morning, always can not let people have a sense of vitality.

Yang Peiqing slightly put his head out, only felt the cold fresh air blowing on his face. He took away the temperature of the whole night, but Yang Peiqing only felt comfortable.

This coolness also made Yang Peiqing's brain wake up a little. What he saw when he opened his eyes was the dry road and the alley below. There is also a cactus planted by a family on the side of the window opposite his room. Yang Peiqing looks at the ordinary things in front of her, but what makes her feel at ease.At this time, I feel as if my heart has really settled down. Yang Peiqing once again took a deep breath of the outside air, leaning against the window was not willing to go.

Let the cool wind blow on her body, her long hair is also floating in the wind. The black straight hair has an attractive light. Yang Peiqing looks at everything outside and is unwilling to close her eyes. As if, as long as you close your eyes, everything in front of you will disappear.

Yang Peiqing looked at everything outside, and her eyes fell on the cactus planted by the opposite people, under the rain after a night. The green meaning of cactus is more obvious, even slightly with a little bit of enchanting this brightness.

Anyway, I forgot to take back the cactus. Maybe it's like this. Even if it rains, everyone will think of themselves. The master knew that he wanted to close the window tightly to avoid the cold wind and rain outside, but he forgot that there was a cactus on the outside window that he had put outside.

Cactus alone in the cold wind drenched a night of rain, Yang Peiqing only feel as if he and it have a little similar fate. When he was sighing, Yang Peiqing felt the dry feeling on his face.

Hand to touch the face, but found that just the tears. I just cried, to be exact, in my dream. Yang Peiqing lowered her head and felt the sour feeling in her eyes. For the first time since her rebirth, she had such a strong feeling of strangeness and loss.

Who should I be? It's like Yang Peiqing's twisted cry to himself in a dream. Is he really interrupting other people's lives? Are you dominating other people's lives? She's already dead, isn't she?

Yes, I was already dead when I fell off the cliff. Now, it's Yang Peiqing's life, it's Yang Peiqing's life, and he's just a person who came half way.

If he was lucky to be reborn in this body, where did Yang Peiqing go? Is it really just as simple as I thought, Yang Peiqing and diary hate the world, and finally chose to leave the world. That's why I have a chance to be reborn, but is all this really just like this?

Is everything as simple as you imagine? Did Yang Peiqing really take the initiative to give up his life? But in her life, even if she is introverted and cowardly, she usually has no friends.

But at least the previous Yang Peiqing still has good results, there is so love her parents. A warm family, if they were her, would they have been willing to share all this? Give up all this, including your own family?

However, if Yang Peiqing didn't give up because of this. So what is the reason why I am in this body? Is it really like the dream inside, he is occupying Yang Peiqing's life? Occupying a life that doesn't belong to you at all?

Thinking about these things, Yang Peiqing only felt that he really had a headache and felt uncomfortable. Who should I be? What's the matter with this inexplicable rebirth? Yang Peiqing shakes her head and doesn't want to think about it at all.

On the side of the window, Yang Peiqing was just wearing thin pajamas. Also feel a little cool, slowly from the bottom of my heart out, coupled with the just dream can not understand and irritable feeling. Yang Peiqing turned and went back to the bed.

I went back to bed with the temperature I had just left. Clearly remind oneself, just here oneself is a real existence, is also a real person. All here is true, but all this really belongs to you?

Pull the quilt over his body, Yang Peiqing let the cold body feel warm again. She gently put her head on the pillow, the warm blanket is soft and comfortable. There is coolness on the pillow. It's my tears. It's on the pillow.