When Mi Li woke up, it was already past 9:00 pm. She got up from bed, rubbed her head, and went into the bathroom in a daze.
"Dream" experience blurred, Mi Li grain only remember that she seemed to become a doorbell, and a very man talked for a while.
What's Your Name... How about I call you Old Bai?
Old Bai?
Mi Li recollects repeatedly, always could not remember that person's appearance.
Why does she have such strange dreams? Is She Really Dreaming? Twice in a row, while sleeping?
Mi Li took a shower, fresh out of the bathroom, put on an apron, set up the camera, began to prepare food live.
"Tonight's snack is a Bacon egg crepe with simple steps and a delicious aroma," she said, as Mi Li filled the table with flour, cream, eggs, Bacon, chives and salt. Add milk and eggs to the dough, chill with plastic wrap for 30 minutes, then season with onion and Bacon oil, spread a layer of oil over a pan, scoop in a tablespoon of batter, spread evenly, Fry until golden brown, add side dishes, crack an egg in the middle, sprinkle with chives and cheese, fold the sides of the pancake into a square, and heat until the cheese melts and the egg is half-cooked, giving the yolk a round, golden color, finally cut a few pieces of fruit into a corner as a decoration, a simple delicious crepe is completed.
The rice grains picked up this freshly baked crepe and let the viewers in the live broadcast room take a close look at it first. Then, they came close to their noses to smell it, "It's a mixture of egg and milk, with cheese and Bacon, for a rich palate. Bright color, both nutrition and health, we have time to try it in the evening. Well, I'm going to start now."
"Ah Ah Ah Ah, look hungry, why do I have to come in looking for torture?"
"It's impossible to lose weight, not in this life."
"Envy the host's body, eat anything not fat."
"I just ordered a take-out. I'd like to sink with the food."
A crepe finished eating, Mi Li's satisfied expression pulled a wave of hatred, in an indignant reward in the end of the live broadcast.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Mi Li took another thirty minutes on the treadmill.
After 0 o'clock, go to bed on time. Close her eyes for five minutes and Mi Li falls asleep. She has been sleeping well, but the last two days have been very unusual. Lethargic and dreamy, strange and bizarre.
When"Consciousness" awakens, Mi Li find herself in a vast gray narrow space, outside vaguely heard the sound of Sisosuo.
Well, she seems to have turned into something strange again.
After some time, she moved up with the narrow space she was in. The top of her head opened up and her vision widened. Two Fingers moved closer to her, pulling her out of the narrow space. Then there was a"Snap" and a lighter was ignited, moving flames around the end of the cigarette.
A wisp of smoke slowly floated up, Mi Li immediately realized that the lit cigarette is her own. What made her even more flustered was that the fingers holding the cigarette were drawing it to her lips.
As she was about to be sucked in, she couldn't help but shout: "Stop! Don't Suck Me!"
The action of smoking a pause, fingers will be slightly moved away, Mi Li finally see the owner of the fingers, is the previously seen name"Old Bai" handsome uncle.
"Old Bai, Old Bai, put out the fire, I'm going to be burned!" Mi Li trying to survive in the flames.
"Xiaomi?" Asked Xi Baichen as he stubbed out the cigarette and played with it with his fingers.
"That's right, it's me." The crisis is over and Mi Li is in a very good mood.
Xi Baichen leaned back on the sofa. His half-open shirt revealed his strong chest muscles, and his long legs were crossed. He looked at the cigarette in his hand lazily and asked calmly, "Didn't you say that you're a doorbell fairy?"
"I can be so many things, you'll never guess what I'll be next."
"Really?" If a few hours ago Xi Baichen believed that Xiaomi was a fairy doorbell, then after she turned into a cigarette, he had reason to suspect that she was actually a ghost that could possess anything.
But why is she here? Analysis of Xi Baichen is the first owner of this villa, there are no other outsiders stayed. By rights, there shouldn't be any dirt. He didn't even believe in ghosts unless he saw them with his own eyes.
"What are you?" Asked Xi Baichen.
"I'm not a thing."
"Oh? You are not a thing?" Analyze Xi Baichen to raise eyebrow, "That you are what?"
"I am a monster."
Analysis of Xi Baichen: "..." Hehe.
Put down the Millet brand cigarette on his hand, Xi Baichen take out another one from the cigarette case, light it with lighter, take a breath, the action can not say fluent handsome. Slightly messy hair drooping in the forehead, eyes half open and half closed in the smoke, the whole person revealed a kind of see through the vicissitudes of life.
Mi Li shifted her attention away from him and looked at the laptop on the table. The computer screen was a simple map of the sky. The time was 1:05 in the lower right corner, there was also an ashtray with two cigarette butts thrown and a steaming cup of coffee.
Computer, coffee, ashtray, stay up late standard.
"Old Bai, so late, you still do not sleep?" Mi Li control her cigarette body, rolling from side to side.
"I still have a job." Xi Baichen open a blank document, nonchalant ground saw a few eyes, have no action all the time.
"What do you do?" Mi Li asked again.
"Write novel." Xi Baichen answer casually, will smoke the cigarette to press out in Ashtray.
"What have you written? Maybe I have read it."
Xi Baichen glanced at her and said calmly, "Do 'evil spirit' also read novels?"
"Do you have any misunderstanding to the evil spirit?" Mi Li justice says, "our evil spirit has a wide range of hobbies, curiosity and desire to survive are very strong."
Xi Baichen grunted nonchalantly. He spread his slender fingers and began to dance on the black keyboard. His nails were neatly manicured and his hands were extremely fast. Strings of characters were generated on the screen. The rhythmic tapping echoed in the silent room.
Mi Li quietly watching the increasing number of words on the screen, slowly combined into a paragraph of fascinating plot.
It seems that Xi Baichen doesn't need to think at all, he can easily choose words and sentences. In just a few minutes, Mi Li knew that he was writing a supernatural suspense novel.
The protagonist is a loner. He is invited to an abandoned apartment where he is rumored to be haunted for a party, and they tries to make fun of him. However, the protagonist is born without fear, facing a series of supernatural and weird phenomena, and his heart is completely calm, his companions, on the other hand, all peed their pants.
The story did not look good, but Xi Baichen's writing skills were deep, and the atmosphere was well-set. It made people nervous, but at the same time, it made them laugh. The complexity and variety of human nature were all revealed in his works.
Tens of thousands of words of the plot, more than an hour to complete, this abnormal hand speed at least must be single more than 20 years of men can be refined.
"I'm scared to death! Mi Li shivers, "is there really a ghost in the world?"
Xi Baichen: "..."
"What is the name of the novel? Has It been published?"
"The name has not decided, also has not published." Xi Baichen take out a cigarette from the cigarette box again.
"Old Bai, don't smoke too much." Mi Li couldn't help but remind him when saw the faint blue and black under his eyes, "Go to bed when you're done. It's not good for your health to stay up all night smoking. You look like you're not even forty yet. If you don't take good care of your health, you'll enter old age early."
Xi Baichen silence for a long time, said expressionlessly : "I just 29."
Mi Li: "Shocked. JPG"
Although can not see her expression, Xi Baichen keenly received her incredible emotion.
He's a bit of a slob at work, but is he really that old?
Xi Baichen threw down his cigarette, got up, and walked into the bathroom. He stroked his stubble-streaked chin in the mirror and lifted his hair from his forehead. He looked older than usual, you don't look like a middle-aged man in his late forties!
Xi Baichen washed his face, picked up his razor, shaved the stubble off his chin, then took a comfortable shower and went back to his room.
Came to the desk, while wiping his head while the computer, eyes from time to time glancing at the table of the cigarette demon, it seems to be waiting for his re-evaluation of the appearance.
But the demon said nothing, not a word.
"Xiaomi? Are you still there?" Xi Baichen could not help but exclaim.
The room was silent except for the occasional sound of passing cars outside the window.
"She left again?" Xi Baichen closed his laptop and threw the towel on the back of the chair. He picked up the cigarette and lit the lighter. He paused for a moment before finally putting out the flame and putting down the lighter, put the cigarette in the box in the drawer.
After returning to the noumenon, Mi Li did not dream of dawn in the middle of the night.
Three strange dream experience, let Mi Li realize that something is wrong. Although wake up, the memory is not very complete, but that kind of reality, so that she can no longer regard it as an ordinary dream.
In order to make sure that is not the aftereffects of the accident, Mi Li went to different hospitals to check several times, the results are all normal.
Mi Li had doubts and decided to write down all her experiences in her dreams, remember how much to write how much.
First, every time she fell asleep, she would have an out-of-body experience (let's call it an out-of-body experience) , then she would transforms into different items, and she would always be with the same man, Old Bai, is a supernatural mystery novelist.
Now she has become his night light, doorbell and cigarettes, next time she do not know what will become.
According to the existing clues, Mi Li speculates that Old Bai should live in a bustling city of high-end residential or villa area, tentative career as a novelist, good at writing supernatural suspense.
If the man really existed, she would be able to find him one day and find out what was going on.