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Chapter 156 2016.12.14 Ghost Pressing Bed, A Dream in a Chaotic Dream Is Not a Dream

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    Yesterday, I dreamed againI suddenly felt something strange in my legs in my sleep. When I woke up in a daze and closed my eyes, I felt a pair of hands on my body. The right hand was pressing my right shoulder, and the left hand was on my leg.  I slid up, and although I closed my eyes, I could see those hands, a pair of chubby, man-like hands. I didn't want that left hand to slide on my leg, so I went up to grab it, but I couldn't catch it.  There was no sound, and I realized that I was being crushed by a ghost.

    Although there is no other particularly uncomfortable place and I am not out of breath like others said, but I am very dissatisfied in my heart, and I am not in the mood to spend it. I tried to wake myself up when I shouted again and it still didn't work.  In the process of struggling to wake up, the hand sliding on my leg stopped, and turned to grab my neck with the right hand pressing on my shoulder. I knew the posture of that thing was  Pinched me, but it seemed like there was something between them. Those hands didn't really lock my neck, but roughly touched the collarbone and exerted force. I didn't feel much of the force, and I didn't feel any pain at all. Afterwards  Successfully waking up, just like I have successfully done in unbearable dreams many times, I still have confidence in this.  I saw a familiar scene indoors, my head hurt, my eyelids were heavy, and I seemed to be sweating a little, like

    I raised my hand to grab a piece of paper to wipe my sweat, and then fell asleep again. I told myself subconsciously that I couldn¡¯t sleep. I was worried that if I fell asleep again, I would meet those hands again. When I was about to wake up from sleep, I tried to sit up and wave my arms  , Then when I opened my eyes in a daze, I found that I didn¡¯t move at all, I was still lying there, tried to sit up and waved my arms again, and realized that I still didn¡¯t move

    When I woke up again, I walked out of the house and saw my mother. I told my mother that I was crushed by ghosts. Then I went to the yard and saw my father was installing a parasol, and then walked into the corridor indoors  , I saw a lot of new chairs piled up inside, and the chairs were still wrapped in plastic skin. I walked out from another exit and came to the garden in front of my villa. This place also belongs to my family. Some craftsmen are repairing the road.  The sense of materiality, I wonder when my home became so gorgeous and spacious.

    When I woke up again, I was still in my own room, as usual. It turned out that I was dreaming just now, but I clearly held a piece of unused paper in my hand (Remember the website address of this website:  www.hlnovel.com
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