The death video shot from a ghost's perspective touched Han Fei's heart.
He saw himself in the eyes of his family, the self that had long been forgotten.
He was a little moved, a little embarrassed, a little happy, and even felt a little happy, and these were emotions he had never had before.
Lying on the paper man's legs, Han Fei's consciousness entered his mind wrapped in a curse. The huge colorful butterfly set off a storm in his mind. In order to bring out the maze map, it wanted to tear Han Fei's brain to pieces and destroy it.
everything in.
Nightmares need to be weaved out of a person's past memories and despair. After being forced into a desperate situation by the curse, the incarnation of the "dream" crashes into the biggest crack in the memory barrier with all its anger.
The pain at that moment made Han Fei feel as if his head was torn apart. He had experienced such pain before. A long time ago, someone opened his head and put something inside.
The butterfly with the labyrinth tattoo is one of the most cherished incarnations of dreams. Its huge size is imbued with the color of the entire city. Every time it flaps, it will drop countless dream dust, setting off a storm in the mind.
As the owner of this body, Han Fei has no resistance to the invasion of butterflies. He wants to use the most evil and dangerous villain as a scalpel in his hand to cut open the shackles given to him by fate.
"I should be able to think of them this time, right?"
With no way to escape, the huge butterfly got into the memory barrier with the labyrinth tattoo on its body.
Not only did Han Fei not stop him, he also let the bloody paper man drive all kinds of curses about memory into his mind. He let the most vicious and terrifying curses follow the butterflies and enter the most precious depths of a person's consciousness.
The place that touches the root of the soul hides all the past and feelings, which is the basis for a person to become a unique self. But Han Fei dared to pour in a curse without hesitation, decisiveness, and ruthlessness. This is also a sign of the bloody paper man
unconditional trust.
Consciously unable to see the scene behind the memory barrier, Han Fei only knew that the cracks in the barrier were getting bigger and bigger, and the bleeding despair continued to seep out, dyeing his mind red.
More and more memory fragments flowed out along with the blood of despair, and Han Fei saw many fragments of his previous life.
"What on earth have I been through?"
I encounter ghosts and monsters more frequently than I eat every day. After midnight, I am either running for my life or on the way to escape. It is such a life experience that even a ghost movie would not dare to be filmed for fear of exhausting the ghost to death.
The intermittent fragments made Han Fei recall a lot of things. There seemed to be four different types of memories deep in his mind.
One type of memory comes from the numb and introverted day, another type comes from the thrilling and thrilling night, one type comes from taking someone else's past into account, and the last type is completely a blood-red mystery.
"I am introverted and have low self-esteem during the day, and I am so crazy at night that I am afraid of myself. Which one is the real me?"
Butterfly is good at playing with people's hearts, and its talent is to weave a person's despair and memories. In order to escape from Han Fei's mind, it risked its own soul and gathered together the most desperate and painful memories behind Han Fei's memory barrier.
Its original intention was to cause all despair and pain to explode, to completely destroy Han Fei as a person, and to turn him into a doll forever immersed in despair, but it didn't know that this was the moment Han Fei was waiting for.
The memories that he least wanted to mention burned in his mind like fire, and all the painful past turned into flames, burning Han Fei's soul and throwing his will into the sea of fire.
Every nerve was affected by pain, and Han Fei's consciousness was like a lonely boat in a storm, despair and pain constantly impacting him.
When he almost couldn't hold on any longer, the videos left by the seven ghosts gave him a kind of strength.
Family, care, friendship, companionship, these emotions were not in his mind at all. As the video images emerged in his mind, it turned out that he was not alone. In the deepest despair, there were people who were willing to accompany him and never leave him.
His closed eyes began to tremble, and Han Fei felt the bloody paper man gently caressing his head. The seven ghosts in the video looked at him with worry.
The soul that was about to be torn apart gained the strength to continue to persevere. That warm emotion, some people call it expectation, and some people call it hope.
"I will not just disappear! My existence has its own meaning! No matter what this city will become in the future, at least at this moment, there are people in this city who care about me, even for those who miss me.
I won’t choose to give up either!”
Han Fei's head was about to be torn apart, but his soul was roaring. He had never been more sure of his feelings than now.
"I have my own family, my own friends, and the people I love. They have turned me into a unique existence in this world. No one can replace me!"
Countless memories were crushed by despair. Under the sea of blood-red memories was a blood-red orphanage that was completely sealed off!
The butterfly gathered all the negative things in Han Fei's mind, but it still couldn't shake the orphanage behind the memory barrier. With no way out, it finally chose to stimulate Han Fei to the maximum extent, amplifying all the negative emotions, and then went to attack the orphanage.
An orphanage deep in the sea of blood.
Butterfly has seen through that the foundation of Han Fei's memory is the orphanage. Only by destroying that place can Han Fei be truly destroyed.
The rust on the door began to fall off, and the butterfly flapped its wings desperately, setting off a storm of negative memories. It smashed all Han Fei's experiences in the dark night into the orphanage.
The orphanage door that had been closed was opened at this moment!
The death knell rang, a torrent of blood poured out of the orphanage, and the laughter of thirty-one children appeared at the same time.
The butterfly flapped its wings and tried to escape, but it was already too late.
Deep in Han Fei's memory is a sea of blood. Butterfly always thought that the orphanage was hidden in the sea of blood, but the reality is that there is a sea of blood and endless blood debt hidden in the orphanage. It dyed Han Fei's face red.
Mind!
The person who was originally locked up in the Bloody Orphanage has disappeared. Where he once stood, there are fragments of a butterfly wing.
Feeling the aura of the same kind, the huge butterfly was really scared. It could read other people's memories and saw the whole process of not crushing the butterfly to death.
The lunatic who was originally supposed to be locked up in the Bloody Orphanage found a way out amidst Han Fei's constant death and coma precisely because he crushed the butterfly.
Most of his personality is still hidden somewhere in the Scarlet Orphanage, but a small part of his consciousness has escaped from the orphanage.
Memories full of blood and killing drowned the butterflies, and huge bloody waves hit the barrier of memory.
The sea of blood in the orphanage was released, and the barrier blocking Han Fei's memory was crumbling, and a large number of memory fragments flowed out along the gaps.
The children's laughter rang in his mind. Han Fei saw the faces of thirty-one children and the inhuman treatment they had suffered. And those thirty-one children were just the tip of the iceberg. Each of them was from
Selected from more innocent children.
There were too many, and most of the children fell into endless pain. Only one child made it to the end with his special personality that could heal himself.
The personality who was once judged to have no aggressive tendencies picked up a knife in despair on the last night of the experiment. Before he went completely crazy, he personally helped all the children end their pain and despair.
The bloody night enveloped everything. Han Fei, who was protected by the curse, looked at the memory fragments deep in his mind. He was accepting his past in this form.
The two separated personalities, on this day after their memories were completely erased, began to devour each other again, both wanting to become their true selves.
"Which one is me? Which one is the real me!"
The bloody memories in the orphanage flooded everything, covering Han Fei's original experience and crushing the colorful butterfly.
The dreamlike wings turned into nothing, and the huge paradise labyrinth tattoo was scattered in Han Fei's mind, and the core position of the labyrinth map tattoo happened to be in the deepest part of Han Fei's mind.
There seems to be a black box hidden in that place that even the conscious mind cannot touch. No one knows why it is there, and no one knows what is in the box, but it seems to be the answer to the maze.
"Han Fei! Han Fei!"
Calls rang in his ears, and were soon covered up by the laughter of children. Han Fei tried his best to support his consciousness and prevent himself from melting into the sea of blood. He worked very hard to distinguish the voices that tried to retain him, as if
An extremely stubborn child wants to retrieve the bright pearls in the storm.
His life was once full of blood, but now someone has become his concern and reluctance.
"Han Fei! I remember you! You are a player just like us!" A strange man's voice kept ringing in his ears: "Wake up! I was temporarily held back. Qiangwei asked me to tell you secretly.
It's just a game! We are in "Perfect Life"! You are the best actor, and your name is Han Fei!"
The other party connected Han Fei's memories in reality, and connected all the cracks in the barrier that blocked the memory. With the cracking sound, Han Fei felt that the big lock in his mind was opened, and the raging academic wave enveloped Han Fei's thoughts.
Most of the memories broke through the memory barrier and flooded Han Fei's mind!
"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully reached stage nine! Only the last stage is left!"
In the deepest part of the maze, a cold voice came from near the black box, but Han Fei no longer had the energy to pay attention to that at this time.
His consciousness was floating in the sea of blood, and countless memory fragments poured into his mind. Some of them were his, and some of them he had no memory of at all. What made him even more uneasy was that the people who escaped from the orphanage would be
Part of his memory was also brought out!
"I saw it. He is me, the me with a healing personality."
The healing personality can heal all other personalities, but it cannot completely heal itself.
The flashes of memory protected Han Fei's consciousness. In addition to despair and pain, there was also too much emotion and joy in his mind. It was those things that supported him, allowing him to always have hope and move forward forever.
"It turns out that he has been alone in the sea of blood..."
Han Fei is different from the man who escaped from the orphanage. No matter how turbulent the sea of blood is, the beauty in his memory will always protect him until he adapts to everything.
"It turns out that I am no longer alone..."
The curse dragged Han Fei's will outward. When his consciousness left his mind, Han Fei opened his eyes.
His blood-red eyes were immersed in madness, but this madness was different from the hysteria of laughter. It was quiet, hot, and full of unyielding, like a furnace in the middle of winter, splashing hot water in a freezing ice cave.
of molten iron.
"I remembered!"
This chapter has been completed!