"As long as you have doubts about the world, misfortune will come?" Chen Ge shook his head gently: "The only scattered memories left in my mind tell me that even if I just live simply, I will be tortured by misfortune and despair."
"It's different." Zuo Han touched the wound on his left eye. It seemed that new flesh was growing, so it was a little itchy: "Your previous memories may come from reality. Reality has always been cruel, but what you are experiencing now is more like
It’s a dream, a dream from which you can’t wake up.”
"I haven't had a dream at night since I woke up in the hospital. From this aspect, your guess makes sense." Chen Ge poured a glass of water for Zuo Han, but Zuo Han didn't even touch it.
Don't touch it, he is very cautious.
"Your body recovered quickly, and your eyes became gentle. I know that you actually understand a lot of things, but you don't want to admit it now, because you have beauty and tasted the taste of happiness, so you don't want to break it with your own hands.
." Zuo Han was not only smart, but also extremely perceptive. He could tell a lot from Chen Ge's expressions and tone of voice.
Hearing Zuo Han's words, Chen Ge did not answer. He always asked himself questions, but he never had an answer.
"If this is just a dream, doubt will lead to bad luck and tear apart all the good things. But in the end, even if you wake up from the dream, won't you still have to return to a more cruel reality?"
"The beauty here is false." Zuo Han stood up and looked at Chen Ge very seriously: "What have you experienced in just over a month? You were not like this in the hospital ward. At that time, you
It makes me feel like an evil ghost hiding a desire for revenge."
"I haven't experienced anything special, I just live the simplest life. If I have to say something, it should be that I met Zhang Ya." Chen Ge sat on the chair, the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated: "
She is special to me and I feel very at ease with her."
"I thought it would go smoothly, but I didn't expect that my trip today might be in vain." Zuo Han took off his gloves and took out a crumpled note from his pocket: "Dreams will eventually wake up.
One day, if you change your mind, you can come to this place to find me."
When Chen Ge went to pick up the note, he found that all the fingerprints on Zuo Han's fingers had been rubbed away.
"I am a wanted criminal now, and this is the last time I will take the initiative to come to you." Zuo Han saw Chen Ge accepting the note and preparing to leave: "This city looks beautiful on the surface, but in fact, it is full of hidden dangers under its glorious exterior.
It’s a wound that oozes pus, and when you don’t want to leave it, it will slowly swallow you up.”
"I'll think about it carefully."
"Well, I also want to tell you one more thing. I once stole a white mobile phone from the hospital. When I opened it, it was full of various curse words and a lot of mini-games related to curses. Start.
I thought this was a special case. Later, I peeked at the mobile phones of other nurses and doctors in the hospital and discovered that everyone in the hospital had many games and applets related to curses installed on their white mobile phones. If you see this later
Someone is using a white mobile phone, remember not to get too close to him." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he left through the bathroom window of the haunted house without stopping.
After closing the window, Chen Ge's face was gloomy. He leaned against the door of the toilet cubicle, his mind running rapidly.
"I originally had a lot of memory fragments in my mind. It was a completely different life. The doctor at the hospital told me that those memories were all my imagination. But after seeing the seven glass jars in the dean's office, I can
I'm sure that experience did exist." Chen Ge actually knew very well that if those memory fragments were real, then the city he was living in now was probably fake.
"The hospital only allowed me to be discharged after discovering that all the memory fragments in my mind had disappeared. But the key to the problem was that Dr. Sun reminded me when I was discharged that the treatment had just begun."
"Erasing my past memories is only the first step of treatment. Next, they should start to reshape my memory so that I will completely no longer doubt the hospital and the world, and become a puppet living in this city."
"They paralyzed me with false happiness and beauty, gave me everything I longed for, and made me reluctant to throw it away. They even turned me into a defender of the rules."
Chen Ge's eyes were cold: "They had a good idea, but there were too many accidents in the middle. The escape of patient Zhang Wenyu, Zuo Han's doubts about the world, Doctor Sun's help, and most importantly, something seemed to have happened to Zhang Ya."
Variety."
He remembered clearly that when he saw Zhang Ya in the hospital, blood beads formed by the words "blood" penetrated into Zhang Ya's body.
"In the beginning, the meaning of Zhang Ya's existence was to make up for my regrets and fulfill my obsession. However, under the influence of those bloody words, Zhang Ya began to have some very terrifying dreams every night."
"Perhaps those dreams are reality. Those dreams have been reminding Zhang Ya and me that underneath this beautiful bubble are bloody faces."
"This is a beautiful world that makes me sink, but my life is by no means just me." A series of vague figures appeared in Chen Ge's mind: "The second personality that dug out my heart in the brain maze
, the patients who are still being tortured in the hospital, the child who was cut into pieces and put in a glass jar, Doctor Sun with scars on his face, and even Zhang Ya."
I recall the day when I went shopping, when Chen Ge was making a doll, his hands instinctively made the Zhang Ya in his mind.
Chen Ge, who is proficient in making puppets, had already discovered the problem at that time. The puppet Zhang Ya he made was dressed in blood and had negative emotions engraved on it. It was not Zhang Ya with ghost makeup at all, but a terrifying person.
The ultimate evil spirit.
The Zhang Ya created by instinct is different from the people around her. In other words, the Zhang Ya in the haunted house is just a part of the real Zhang Ya.
Thinking of this, Chen Ge lowered his head and looked at the note in his palm. There were four words written on the front of the note - Ping An Apartment, and the location of Ping An Apartment was roughly marked on the back.
"Dr. Sun helped me escape from the hospital, showing that the way to wake up from a dream is not in the hospital, but in this city."
The writer left the same message as Zuo Han for Chen Ge. After thinking for a moment, he turned and entered the employee lounge, then walked out carrying a worn backpack.
The white cat followed behind Chen Ge. When he was about to walk out of the haunted house, Chen Ge put it back into the house again: "I'm going to a very dangerous place. You stay here to look after the house."
The white cat looked at Chen Ge in confusion with his heterochromatic eyes. The white cat even felt flattered. After a while, it ran out again, as if it was worried that Chen Ge would not want it.
"I'm not going to have fun this time. You should take good care of your house. I'll be back before dawn."
In the end, Chen Ge didn't take the white cat with him. He followed the instructions on the note and took a taxi to a specialty hotel close to Ping An Apartment.
Taxi drivers in Xinhai seemed to rarely come to such remote places. When Chen Ge got off the car, the taxi driver kept telling him to try not to wander around the suburbs alone at night.
Chen Ge came to the hotel with the intention of preventing someone from following him, and then he was going to walk to the apartment.
But it happened that he hadn't eaten much all day and was hungry, so he went directly into the restaurant.
Ping An Apartment is located in the western suburbs of Xinhai. This place is very desolate. Before Chen Ge came here, he never thought that there would be a famous specialty hotel in Xinhai here.
The small shop is famous for its "braised" and "game meat". Later, when the city banned the game business, the shop owner hurriedly clarified to people that all the meat in his shop was domestically raised, but because of the unique seasoning recipe,
That's why the taste is extremely delicious.
The store is not large, there are no private rooms, and there are only five or six low wooden tables in the hall.
"Sorry, we have closed our business." There was a big fat man standing at the cashier. He was wearing a dirty apron and had a very obvious scar on his face.
"I came here from the city to eat. If you have anything left here, just get me a piece." Chen Ge smelled the aroma of meat in the store and felt even hungrier. He found a seat to sit down.
Click down and flip through the menu.
"There are still some dishes, but the meat is gone. Meat is sold very fast here." The fat chef finished the work at hand and walked to Chen Ge with the menu: "There are some dumplings in the refrigerator, how about I get them for you?"
Some wild boar dumplings?”
"I don't like eating game very much, just make whatever you want." Chen Ge looked up at the chef, who also looked down at him.
The two saw each other's faces for an instant, and then something strange happened.
The scar on the fat chef's face began to twist, his body seemed to be frozen, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.
"Do you know me?" Chen Ge narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know you!" the chef replied decisively. After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen as if running for his life, but his shoulder was grabbed by Chen Ge.
"You really don't know me? Then why are you leaving? What's your name?" Chen Ge saw that he didn't have much flesh on his body, but his hands were very strong, and his five fingers were like steel claws clasping the chef's shoulders: "You
Your body is trembling, are you afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid of you, I just admitted my mistake. You look very much like a policeman. I thought you were here to check for wild game." The chef did not dare to look back and kept his voice very low.
"You're lying." Chen Ge pressed his arms harder: "Tell me, what's your name?"
"My name is Chi Longtou, and I am a cook. Please let me go," the chef begged.
"Eating faucet? Braised pork restaurant?" Chen Ge felt vaguely familiar. He pushed the chef against the wall and reached out to touch the scar on the chef's face.
Judging from the body shape, the chef is much taller than Chen Ge, but in fact, the chef doesn't even have the thought of resisting.
"The wound on your face has not scabbed yet, and the wound is not deep. It looks like it was scratched out bit by bit with something. Is this some kind of punishment?" Chen Ge touched the edge of the wound with his finger, and the chef exclaimed in pain.
Teeth grinned: "The periphery of the wound is extremely irregular, as if every time a scab is about to form, it has to be scratched again. This must be very painful, right?"
Hearing Chen Ge's words, the chef's legs went weak. He knelt on the ground, his face ashen: "Chen Ge, can we just pretend that we have never met? I have never seen you, and you have never entered.
My hotel.”
"Do you still know my name?" Chen Singer became more powerful. He was sure that this was the first time he saw Chi Longtou, but the other party recognized him. This showed that there had been some kind of intersection between the two before, and
That intersection is also a proof of past memories.
The chef wanted to slap himself in the mouth. He had a grimace on his face and didn't even dare to say anything casually.
"You answer me a few questions honestly. If you satisfy me, I will not pester you anymore and we will pretend that we have never met." Compared to the chef, Chen Ge was the more anxious one, but he
Didn't show it.
"You ask, I will tell you everything I know." The chef got up from the ground as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and he trotted and closed the door of the restaurant.
"First question, where did you know me?" This is what Chen Ge was most curious about. He was originally going to ask Zhang Wenyu about his past tonight, but he didn't expect to meet this strange chef.
"It's at the Xinhai Braised Restaurant, not behind the door..." As the chef spoke, the world in front of him was covered with blood, and he felt as if his brain had been torn apart.
"Hey!" Chen Ge was also startled. He saw the scars on the chef's face torn apart inexplicably, and blood was flowing all over the chef's face.
Covering his face, the chef rolled on the ground. He endured the pain, but did not dare to make too much noise, so he could only bite the rag on the table with his teeth.
There was blood everywhere on the ground. Chen Ge looked at the slowly solidifying scarlet color without any disgust or disgust. It was as if he was already used to the color of blood.
When his fingers touched the blood on the ground, the sticky, warm feeling made Chen Ge feel extremely familiar. A thought emerged from the depths of his mind: "This is real blood."
It took ten minutes for the chef to regain his consciousness.
He stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed Chen Ge's shoes: "I can't say anything, I will die."
"Actually, in your current state, I feel that living is not as happy as dying. Maybe it's because you have some concerns." Chen Ge helped the chef up: "If one day I can end the pain, I will find a way to help you.
A handful, you don’t have to force it, just tell me what you can say.”
The chef's body was shaking with pain. He took a rag and dipped it in his own blood to write on the ground. Every time he wrote a word, he would erase it immediately - this was the place behind the door where patients were punished.
"A place used to punish patients?"
With trembling fingers, the chef wrote another line - If you don't run away, you won't be able to die even if you want to, please save me.
He wiped off all the blood on the floor, covered his face and returned to the kitchen.
Ever since Chen Ge saw the bloody words on the ground, he began to have a very bad premonition.
If you pursue the truth, doom will come, and now it seems that doom has arrived.