"打哈欠!"陈玲在寒风中猛烈地打了个喷嚏.作为前世的北方人,陈玲受不了这里的天气,寒冷潮湿.虽然天空中有一轮大太阳,但他却感觉不到丝毫温度."让路,让路!"一个慵懒的声音从前面传来.陈玲回过神来,下意识地一直趴在路边.在路的尽头,一辆三轮车缓缓驶来.一名少年骑着三轮车,另一名少年坐在他身后的椅子上.他旁边有两大桶盐.他用勺子舀起盐,撒在冰冷的道路上.随着盐粒的落下,地面上的霜逐渐融化."喂,陈玲?"撒盐的男人看到站在路边的陈玲,挑了挑眉."我没想到会在这里看到一个大学恶霸.你不是去参加执法者考试吗?你失败了吗?当陈灵看到那张脸时,他的脑海中浮现出一段回忆.他叫赵毅.他从小就和陈玲在同一条街上长大.然而,他天生就嫉妒心强.陈玲高中成绩不错,赵毅的妈妈经常把陈玲跟他拿来比较,这让他很不喜欢陈玲."我已经通过了文学考试,还有武术考试."陈玲站在路边,随口回答道."呵呵,那祝你考试好运!"考虑到这一点,赵易舀起一大勺盐,狠狠地扔在旁边的路上,正好及时影响到站在路边的陈玲.飞舞的盐粒覆盖了陈玲的头发和棉袍.他从来没有想过,赵毅会这么做.他迅速用手弹掉盐粒,然后转身瞪了赵毅一眼.此时,赵毅已经坐在一辆三轮车上,摇摇晃晃地走开了...他一只脚踩在盐桶上,伸出舌头,对着陈玲做了个鬼脸.作为一个经历过社会揍打的 28 岁成年人,面对如此笨拙的恶作剧,陈玲既觉得有些生气,又觉得有些好笑...不过,陈玲并没有打算追着那个男孩去揍他.他只是把它记在心里.此时此刻,他还有更重要的事情要做.陈玲正要上前一步,他看了一眼脚下的地面,微微一愣.接触到盐粒的霜逐渐融化,地面上还留着一点白色.就在那一刻,陈玲看到一行文字交织成型——[观众期望值:27%]陈玲还没反应过来,盐粒就彻底融化了,刚才的景象似乎只是一闪而过的幻觉.陈玲用力揉了揉眼睛,喃喃自语道:"不可能..."紧迫感再次升起,陈玲忍不住加快了脚步,直奔诊所.几分钟后,陈玲推开了诊所的门.它叫诊所,其实是汉双街上的一栋民宅,两层楼高,方方正正,外表灰蒙蒙的,让陈玲想起了自己农村老家的那栋房子.但就算是这样简陋的房子,在汉双街上也已经是比较不错的了,至少它有两层楼,可以挡风."是你."木桌后面,一个身穿白大褂的男子微微侧过身来,"你又来给你哥买药了吗?他不是转到第二区的医院吗?"这次不是阿燕,是我."陈玲的哥哥之前在这里住院,他和这位林医生也很熟悉.他走到桌子前坐下,看起来有点紧张."Oh? Are you feeling uncomfortable?""I... feel uncomfortable in my head.""Is it a physical headache, or...""I seem to have hallucinations recently.""Psychiatry?" Dr. Lin raised his eyebrows and pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose seriously, "I'm good at this... Tell me about your condition.""I had a dream last night. I dreamed that I was standing on a stage, and there were many audiences below... I couldn't see their faces clearly, but they didn't look like humans. I ran desperately on the stage, but I couldn't find the exit...""Dream interpretation is not within my business scope.""I know." Chen Ling took a deep breath, "But after I woke up, I always felt... they were still looking at me."Hearing this, Dr. Lin finally became interested, "Imagine that you are being spied on?""It's not like a fantasy... They seem to be in my mind, sitting in the audience, observing my every move, and I am like an actor forced to perform, just a tool to please them.""Are you saying that your life is a stage, and you are the only protagonist on the stage?""You mean... but it's not as positive as you say.""What about the audience? Besides spying on you, will they do anything else?"Chen Ling was silent for a moment, "I don't know if it's my illusion... They seem to be able to affect the things around me.""Can they affect reality? That sounds a bit fantasy." Doctor Lin said as he took a sip of the teacup. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed!Puff! !Doctor Lin spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, which fell to the ground."Doctor Lin?" Chen Ling was startled, "Are you sick?""... No." Doctor Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The blood was not his. He frowned and thought for a moment, and his eyes fell on the teacup at the corner of the table...At some point, the teacup was already filled with sticky blood.Doctor Lin's face looked a little ugly. He clearly remembered that he had brewed a bag of Pu'er in it a minute ago.During this period, there were only him and Chen Ling in the clinic. Chen Ling was always under his watch, so it was impossible and he had no motive to switch the tea. The full jar of blood appeared in it strangely like a magic trick...Chen Ling seemed to have thought of something, and his face became paler."Just like I said." He spoke hoarsely,"They...may really exist."Doctor Lin stared at the cup of blood for a long time before slowly looking at him,"How long has this situation lasted?""One day." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "Only one day since I became conscious.""What about before I became conscious? What were you doing?""I..."Chen Ling suddenly remembered the scene of him staggering in the rain last night, "I don't know, I can't remember clearly.""So, you are not sure that this symptom started last night, and you have no memory before last night?""...Yes.""Have you been possessed by the 'disaster'?" Doctor Lin pushed his glasses,"Or let me ask it another way, last night...did you encounter the intersection of the gray world?"