He climbed more than ten floors in one breath, and when he relaxed, Roland felt his feet sore.
This old building has no elevator at all. Even in a dream, he is glad that he appeared on the top floor.
There is no doubt that it must be Jieluo who caused all this, but it was not entirely Jieluo because no one would use this method to revenge himself.
The only purpose of working hard to create a strange dream is to let yourself witness her failure, not only deprive yourself of the memory of being a pure person, but also become a junior high school student with no power?
For a moment, many evil thoughts popped up in Roland's head.
Just based on Jieluo's current appearance, she has no resistance no matter what she does to her.
Could this be considered revenge?
It can only be said that Jie Luo did do something at that time, which made the memory incredibly recast, but the final result was definitely not what she wanted to see.
If this extremely large tube building is a faithful reflection of Jieluo's memory, it is just a building.
In the distance, the skyscrapers and the endless vehicles and pedestrians on the streets obviously belong to his memory a soul from the modern world.
When Jieluo and the person she devoured into this dream as a modern person, it means that her attempt has completely failed.
This is a more reasonable inference.
So what about himself?
Roland slowly walked downstairs while pondering this issue.
He does not belong here, at least, he does not belong to this loser's building.A very prominent feature is that he still has complete memories, knowing that he is in a dream and can leave here at any time.
Of course, next he had to customize a more convenient fall tool, rolled up and down the sofa and hit his head, and this time he could still feel a faint pain, indicating that the real level of the dream has reached the level of fake and real.
In this case, what step can it achieve in terms of richness?
Is it all-encompassing or is there just one empty shell?
……
Roland returned to Room 0825 and carefully inspected the residence again.
Very standard one-bedroom, three living rooms, no balcony, three single rooms are Roland's bedroom, Jie Luo's bedroom, and a utility room.
The storage room is filled with large objects, such as an old bicycle without speed control flywheels, a sewing machine, a rusted iron door, etc. It is estimated that selling scrap is not worth much money.
Then he walked to the door of Jieluo's bedroom, and there was a clear notice posted on the door panel: You are not allowed to enter without authorization.
But this warning was nothing in Roland's eyes.
He pushed open the door without hesitation, and a faint fragrance floated into his nose.
In the small room, the furniture was neatly decorated, even the bed was folded with quilts, and the smooth table and floor were spotless. It was hard to believe that this was something a junior high school student could do.
After Roland turned around, his eyes were quickly attracted by a cartoon diary placed in a corner of his desk.
She actually has the habit of writing a diary?
This is a good opportunity to understand Jie Luo's past experiences.
For him, there was no psychological pressure to peek at a little girl's diary in a dream.
Roland picked up the pink notebook and found a plastic lock on the side.
But this kind of thing can't defeat him at all.
The function of the plastic lock is to add a kind of comfort to the child and does not prevent peeking. Roland found two toothpicks, inserted them into the keyhole and tweaked them open, and then pried open the lock in a few strokes.
When she opened the first page, although the handwriting on the paper looked immature, there were few ink dots and alterations. Obviously, she was still quite serious when writing these things.
On February 16, due to the school's relocation, I was entrusted to a family in another place. The owner was Roland, who was a not very particular uncle.
His job is to work in a bar, he often sleeps during the day, goes out at night, and does not come back until the early morning, and there is always a bad smell of alcohol on his body.
I don't want to live here, but my family said he asked for the least boarding fee and also made a meal. I didn't allow me to say something more, otherwise I would have to send me to the countryside.
What a hell of a background?
Roland couldn't help but grin. From childhood to adulthood, he went to the bar at a very few times, let alone working there.
However, dreams themselves are unreasonable places. They often splice together multiple irrelevant fragments, and they don’t feel anything unusual in dreams.
Thinking of this, he was too lazy to bother with Meng.
On February 27, school started.Uncle Roland seemed to have lost his job and looked very decadent. The dinner turned into instant noodles, which I bought.
On March 2, my recent pocket money was spent on instant noodles.
This won’t work. The magazine said that twelve years old is the time to grow up, and you must ensure sufficient nutrition. I have to negotiate with my uncle. If I get beaten, I will...bear it again.
I don't want to go to the countryside.
On March 3, he agreed to my proposal, great!
Every month he would give me some living expenses to buy fresh food.
But as long as I am not in school, I have to make three meals. Who is taking care of whom?
Why do I think he should give me an extra salary?
No matter what, my family often has to do these things, and I am used to it.
On June 8, three months after coming to the new city, I gradually adapted to it.
I made many friends and the grades were the best in the class.
Although Uncle Roland is very unqualified and always ignorant, he is actually not a bad person, at least he never hits me.
Unfortunately, he still hasn't found a job and seems to be about to give up, which is not a good phenomenon.
I can't support me and him by relying solely on the living expenses my family has given him. I have to find a way to help him.
June 22nd, huh... it's so hard to make money.
I drew some cartoon pictures and sold them to the students in the cram school, and finally earned fifteen yuan, which was not enough for two days of food.
By the way, have you been talking to your uncle a little too casually recently?
He is an adult after all, and he feels a little rude, but he can't control it.
Is this the rebellious period?
On June 25, my God, I was so scared today. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Roland falling off the chair. Fortunately, there was a sofa underneath.
Having the chair so high, could he want to commit suicide?
It's simply annoying. If you get hurt, won't you be able to find a job?
Forget it, I will ask him what happened tomorrow.
To save irrelevant details, Roland spent half an hour reading the entire diary and also gained a general understanding of the reason why Jie Luo lived in the same room with her.
The dream seemed to have made up a background that suits modern identity for everyone. This is undoubtedly an extremely complex structure. His brain alone may not be able to complete it. No wonder he fell into a coma for almost two months after the soul duel ended.
When he locked the diary and put it back in place, Roland couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw a stack of books placed next to the desk, which seemed to be the little girl's teaching materials.
He swallowed and reached out to move all the textbooks over.
The first book is Chinese, and the second book is ideological and moral education. When he turned to the third book, his breathing became a little rapid.
That is the chemistry textbook used by second-year junior high school students.
Its content is very simple, and even the text is very little. Most of it is illustrations. At first glance, it looks similar to a hundred thousand whys, but when Roland turned to the last page, a long page folded into several stacks fell out.
After flattening it, a complete periodic table of elements appeared before him.
This old building has no elevator at all. Even in a dream, he is glad that he appeared on the top floor.
There is no doubt that it must be Jieluo who caused all this, but it was not entirely Jieluo because no one would use this method to revenge himself.
The only purpose of working hard to create a strange dream is to let yourself witness her failure, not only deprive yourself of the memory of being a pure person, but also become a junior high school student with no power?
For a moment, many evil thoughts popped up in Roland's head.
Just based on Jieluo's current appearance, she has no resistance no matter what she does to her.
Could this be considered revenge?
It can only be said that Jie Luo did do something at that time, which made the memory incredibly recast, but the final result was definitely not what she wanted to see.
If this extremely large tube building is a faithful reflection of Jieluo's memory, it is just a building.
In the distance, the skyscrapers and the endless vehicles and pedestrians on the streets obviously belong to his memory a soul from the modern world.
When Jieluo and the person she devoured into this dream as a modern person, it means that her attempt has completely failed.
This is a more reasonable inference.
So what about himself?
Roland slowly walked downstairs while pondering this issue.
He does not belong here, at least, he does not belong to this loser's building.A very prominent feature is that he still has complete memories, knowing that he is in a dream and can leave here at any time.
Of course, next he had to customize a more convenient fall tool, rolled up and down the sofa and hit his head, and this time he could still feel a faint pain, indicating that the real level of the dream has reached the level of fake and real.
In this case, what step can it achieve in terms of richness?
Is it all-encompassing or is there just one empty shell?
……
Roland returned to Room 0825 and carefully inspected the residence again.
Very standard one-bedroom, three living rooms, no balcony, three single rooms are Roland's bedroom, Jie Luo's bedroom, and a utility room.
The storage room is filled with large objects, such as an old bicycle without speed control flywheels, a sewing machine, a rusted iron door, etc. It is estimated that selling scrap is not worth much money.
Then he walked to the door of Jieluo's bedroom, and there was a clear notice posted on the door panel: You are not allowed to enter without authorization.
But this warning was nothing in Roland's eyes.
He pushed open the door without hesitation, and a faint fragrance floated into his nose.
In the small room, the furniture was neatly decorated, even the bed was folded with quilts, and the smooth table and floor were spotless. It was hard to believe that this was something a junior high school student could do.
After Roland turned around, his eyes were quickly attracted by a cartoon diary placed in a corner of his desk.
She actually has the habit of writing a diary?
This is a good opportunity to understand Jie Luo's past experiences.
For him, there was no psychological pressure to peek at a little girl's diary in a dream.
Roland picked up the pink notebook and found a plastic lock on the side.
But this kind of thing can't defeat him at all.
The function of the plastic lock is to add a kind of comfort to the child and does not prevent peeking. Roland found two toothpicks, inserted them into the keyhole and tweaked them open, and then pried open the lock in a few strokes.
When she opened the first page, although the handwriting on the paper looked immature, there were few ink dots and alterations. Obviously, she was still quite serious when writing these things.
On February 16, due to the school's relocation, I was entrusted to a family in another place. The owner was Roland, who was a not very particular uncle.
His job is to work in a bar, he often sleeps during the day, goes out at night, and does not come back until the early morning, and there is always a bad smell of alcohol on his body.
I don't want to live here, but my family said he asked for the least boarding fee and also made a meal. I didn't allow me to say something more, otherwise I would have to send me to the countryside.
What a hell of a background?
Roland couldn't help but grin. From childhood to adulthood, he went to the bar at a very few times, let alone working there.
However, dreams themselves are unreasonable places. They often splice together multiple irrelevant fragments, and they don’t feel anything unusual in dreams.
Thinking of this, he was too lazy to bother with Meng.
On February 27, school started.Uncle Roland seemed to have lost his job and looked very decadent. The dinner turned into instant noodles, which I bought.
On March 2, my recent pocket money was spent on instant noodles.
This won’t work. The magazine said that twelve years old is the time to grow up, and you must ensure sufficient nutrition. I have to negotiate with my uncle. If I get beaten, I will...bear it again.
I don't want to go to the countryside.
On March 3, he agreed to my proposal, great!
Every month he would give me some living expenses to buy fresh food.
But as long as I am not in school, I have to make three meals. Who is taking care of whom?
Why do I think he should give me an extra salary?
No matter what, my family often has to do these things, and I am used to it.
On June 8, three months after coming to the new city, I gradually adapted to it.
I made many friends and the grades were the best in the class.
Although Uncle Roland is very unqualified and always ignorant, he is actually not a bad person, at least he never hits me.
Unfortunately, he still hasn't found a job and seems to be about to give up, which is not a good phenomenon.
I can't support me and him by relying solely on the living expenses my family has given him. I have to find a way to help him.
June 22nd, huh... it's so hard to make money.
I drew some cartoon pictures and sold them to the students in the cram school, and finally earned fifteen yuan, which was not enough for two days of food.
By the way, have you been talking to your uncle a little too casually recently?
He is an adult after all, and he feels a little rude, but he can't control it.
Is this the rebellious period?
On June 25, my God, I was so scared today. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Roland falling off the chair. Fortunately, there was a sofa underneath.
Having the chair so high, could he want to commit suicide?
It's simply annoying. If you get hurt, won't you be able to find a job?
Forget it, I will ask him what happened tomorrow.
To save irrelevant details, Roland spent half an hour reading the entire diary and also gained a general understanding of the reason why Jie Luo lived in the same room with her.
The dream seemed to have made up a background that suits modern identity for everyone. This is undoubtedly an extremely complex structure. His brain alone may not be able to complete it. No wonder he fell into a coma for almost two months after the soul duel ended.
When he locked the diary and put it back in place, Roland couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw a stack of books placed next to the desk, which seemed to be the little girl's teaching materials.
He swallowed and reached out to move all the textbooks over.
The first book is Chinese, and the second book is ideological and moral education. When he turned to the third book, his breathing became a little rapid.
That is the chemistry textbook used by second-year junior high school students.
Its content is very simple, and even the text is very little. Most of it is illustrations. At first glance, it looks similar to a hundred thousand whys, but when Roland turned to the last page, a long page folded into several stacks fell out.
After flattening it, a complete periodic table of elements appeared before him.
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