Dream

Her: "Our garage is a small single room with motorized roller shades, and when I came in, I closed the shades and my car was left on, so if I had just fallen asleep in my car, I would have been poisoned to death ......"

Me: "Then why did you say it to me again?"

Her: "And...there's one thing, I think, this is true."

Me: "So, does your foreseeing the future have anything to do with your mania?"

Him: "Part of it."

I was flabbergasted to hear such a sentence so suddenly, and hurriedly looked down at his profile, "How do you mean? The future? There's no such part ah ......"

Me: "Uh...do you remember what happened when you were manic?"

Him: "No, anything that would wake me up. In fact anything or anything that would wake me up didn't wake me up because I would wake up about half a minute earlier."

Me: "Are you trying to say that's what caused your mania?"

Me: "Suppose that really was a coincidence?"

I looked at his corset, "Seems a little tight, doesn't it?"

Him: "Isn't it an arrest?"

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