Lu Chen was having a dream when the alarm clock rang.
In the dream, he stood on a gray-white wasteland, the sky was as low as lead, and something was moving slowly in the distance. Not a human being, not an animal, but an existence that he couldn't describe in words - like a cloud of smoke blown away by the wind, but with some kind of palpitating "shape".
It's getting closer.
Lu Chen wanted to run, but his feet seemed to have roots.
"Ding ding ding ding——"
The sound of the electronic alarm clock is like a sharp knife, cutting the dream world apart. He opened his eyes suddenly, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
It's that dream again.
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