I can dream about my own death.

Chen Wensheng had the same type of dream every day, all depicting his death. He was hit by a dump truck, crushed by falling objects, pushed off a building… the deaths were bizarre and varied. At first, he didn't believe the dreams were real. Until one day on his way to work, he saw the scene from his dream at a traffic light. He stopped and decided to wait for the next light before crossing the street. A dump truck with malfunctioning brakes ran the light and crashed into the median. If he hadn't waited, the truck would have hit him, killing him instantly. After this experience, he finally understood that his dreams would come true in the future. Through this seemingly magical ability, he avoided numerous life-threatening situations. His most frequent dream was about 20 years later, when he went up to the 104th floor of his company building, opened a large door, saw what was inside, and was so terrified that he committed suicide by running into a wall. The area above the 50th floor of the company building was a top-secret, off-limits zone, making it impossible for him to go up. Furthermore, after consulting numerous sources and asking many people, he learned that the company building only had 103 floors; a 104th floor simply didn't exist. He couldn't understand: would he really set foot on the 104th floor of the company building? Had he truly entered a 20-year countdown to the end of his life? Would the dream he had most often truly come true?