A small person with big ambitions
Foreword:
Reading stories is just for entertainment, don't be superstitious.
This series of stories is purely fictional and should not be compared with actual people or things. Any similarities are purely coincidental.
Also, if any content or description in the story offends anyone, please forgive me as this series of stories is just nonsense. Thank you for your understanding and respect.
The man got married today.
After turning off the lights and satisfying his wife, the man was exhausted but couldn't simply fall asleep.
Doing nothing but staring at a certain point on the ceiling, gradually, my eyes adapted to the darkness, and the surrounding objects also gradually emerged with clear outlines.
The new furniture still faintly exudes the scent of wood, and the Western-style bedroom design makes him a bit unaccustomed to sleeping on tatami mats.
This is a newly built high-end apartment building.
Stable and generous appearance, new concept of environmental protection and energy-saving design, plus double security facilities, only for the enjoyment of residents in the apartment, warm water swimming pool, gym, dry cleaning room, spacious parking lot, and although it is built on the outskirts of Edo, driving for 45 minutes can reach Ueno area, and walking to the subway station takes only a five-minute walk, convenient transportation makes this apartment building sold out within a month of its release.
This luxury apartment is perfect in every way, but it's just too expensive and definitely not something that someone like him can afford.
However, his fiancée had her eye on the apartment building and secretly bought one of the three-bedroom, two-hall suites, kindly presenting him with the house key as a gift.
He didn't refuse and had no reason to refuse.
His fiancée, now his wife, had a worried look on her face when giving him gifts, as if afraid of unintentionally hurting his male ego.
He knew the woman sleeping beside him loved him. In her own way, she loved him.
A woman with wealth, status and beauty. Whoever is liked by such a woman would probably feel fortunate.
Yes, he knew that many people were secretly envying him. Envying his marriage to a real lady, envying that he could struggle less for at least thirty years.
How many of the people who attended the banquet today were truly blessing him? If not, apart from his appearance, he also had a high education that he could show off, heaven knows what those people who like to badmouth others would say about him behind his back. Even so, some old classmates' sour tone made him understand how they envied him.
Before I knew it, the sound of rain came from outside the window.
Tick-tock, tick-tock
The sound of raindrops on the balcony changed from slow to fast.
The sound of the rain outside seemed to be urging him to hurry into sleep.
Are you almost asleep? The things in front of your eyes are gradually becoming a blur, and your eyelids are so heavy that they can't be lifted.
In a state of semi-consciousness, through the slit of his eyes or perhaps through his eyelids, he saw the surrounding scenery changing like magic tricks. At first, it was a blurry image, gradually condensing into clusters of black shadows, which slowly opened up and eventually merged with the darkness, making it impossible to distinguish the original contours of things.
The change didn't stop there, and the darkness was like ripples in a circular shape, with the bed as the center, spreading outwards in circles, gradually flooding the entire room.
A double bed with light-colored sheets presents an ineffable color/tone in a dark surround.
Am I dreaming? The man struggled to open his eyes wide. But his eyelids were like being stuck with glue, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fully open them.
Perhaps I was awake all along? The man thought so with his slightly bulging eyes due to excessive effort.
He wanted to blink, very much so, but somehow couldn't manage it.
Suddenly, the darkness receded like a tide, rapidly rolling back in the direction of the bed.
The darkness that had receded was gathering again at the head of the bed.
Who? Who is watching me? The thought suddenly burst into the man's half-asleep brain. Who was it?
The man was sleeping on his side, with his hand habitually stretched under the pillow. His wife was fast asleep with her back to him. The line of sight wasn't from behind, which meant it wasn't his wife looking at him.
So who is it? Who would be standing in his bedroom looking at him at this time?
Psst. The man clearly heard the sound of his own blinking.
Everything became clear at once.
At an angle above, a pair of eyes were staring at him.
A pair of dark red eyes emitted a dim, eerie glow. A man's face faintly emerged.
The man remembered that his new wife had listened to a feng shui master and installed a mirror at that location.
Suddenly, the man laughed.
At the same time, the face in the mirror on the wall also curled up at the corner of his mouth.
The woman turned over, her hand reaching for her husband's shoulder, and murmured vaguely: "So cold..."
A chill ran down his spine, the man blinked, shook his head, and grasped his wife's palm in confusion, saying uncertainly: "I...go turn on the air conditioner."
The man's hand reached for the sensor-activated lamp on the bedside table.
The light came on, and the man sat up, lifted his head, and looked towards the mirror on the wall. All that was reflected there was a patch of wallpaper from the opposite wall.
He scratched his head, and the man laughed at his own foolishness. Come on, how could a mirror in that position possibly reflect his face? He must have been dreaming just now.
Brrr, it's so cold. How can it be this cold in October?
The man quickly opened the drawer, took out the air conditioner remote control, adjusted the indoor temperature to thirty degrees in one breath, and then quickly snuggled into the warm quilt.
The man who had convinced himself that he had just dreamed it all went back to sleep with his wife, but what would he dream about this time?
