That night, I had a long dream.
The unit organized us to travel to Chongqing. After finally going out for a trip, everyone had a very happy time. When
returns, there are two intersections, one to the west and the other to the north. The tour guide guided us to the exit north, and others entered in turn as if they were walking on flat ground, but when it was my turn, it turned out to be a ladder. I climbed up hard, but halfway through, I had no strength and fell down.
I wanted to ask someone to help me get up, but there was no one in the bustling place just now. Only a monk who looked silly ran over, as if he was called Tianxuan or Tianhan. After hearing my request for help, he said he would help me, but when he turned around, he ran away. I ran to the exit west and saw several waiters, but they couldn't help me.
Later, I was still the stupid monk. I ran back and didn't know how to help me. I got on the train in a daze, but I obviously came with my colleagues, but I didn't know anyone around me. Then I went to another carriage to find someone, but I didn't even know him when I got to that carriage. Later I fell asleep and woke up and found that I was at home.
I took out my phone and saw several missed calls and messages, and they all asked me where I went? I hurriedly called my colleague back, but I couldn't get through.
I am the only one in the family. This home is not the current home. The house is a bit similar to the house at home when I was a child, but it is not exactly the same.
The door of the house opens to the east, and the bed is placed in the southeast corner. There are two large mirrors on the west wall. The dressing table is on the northwest. The mirror on the dressing table is slightly smaller, but it is very dirty, with a layer of breath. There were black veils hanging on two large mirrors. When the wind blew, the black veils on the mirror fluttered in the wind. The custom here is that only dead people in our family will cover the mirror with cloth.
I suddenly realized that maybe I was dead. No wonder I came back so quickly. It must be that the silly monk who found a way to send my soul back.
The home in my dream is very familiar, but I am sure I have never lived in such a house in my life. Then, the only possibility is that I dreamed of my past life. However, I haven't seen a single relative.
The monk who helped me gave me the feeling that I am my current husband. It seems that my husband is still my benefactor in my previous life. Logically, I have a fate with him in my previous life, so I should be repaying my kindness, but for more than 20 years of husband and wife life, he has paid a lot, and I have always enjoyed this care with peace of mind.
It seems that I will be better for my husband in the future. The kindness of my past and present life will always be rewarded. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not pay it back in the next life.
This dream was really strange, just like it was true, so I wrote it out according to my own understanding.
Marriage in the world seems to be destined in the dark. I didn’t owe anything in my previous life, but I won’t see you in this life. It seems that my silly husband was not good enough to me in his previous life, so he continued to pay off his debts in this life. I have to find a way to be nice to him so that he will never finish his life and I will meet him in the next life.
