Chen Ge's paranormal research club already has four members, Wang Yicheng who has bad legs and feet, Zhang Ju who has a disfigured face, Zhou Tu who is looking for the art club, and Zhu Long who is impulsive and prone to fights with others.
Each member has a distinct personality. If Chen Ge is really a school teacher, then their club must be very interesting.
Unfortunately, this is not the case. Chen Ge wants to obtain useful information from them, but he does not completely want to take advantage of those children.
If he can, Chen Ge will help these students recall their lost memories and try to take them away with him.
Across the square, several members of the Supernatural Research Society gathered together.
Everyone looked at each other, and a very rude word came to mind. This club is like an orphanage. All members are unwanted students from other clubs.
"Teacher Bai, don't tell me, these are all the members of our club." Zhou Tu originally wanted to join the art club, but he joined such a club out of nowhere. He felt as if he had been cheated.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Wang Yicheng and Zhang Ju, who both had physical disabilities, looked away and did not dare to reply. Zhu Long acted indifferently and even became more curious about this club.
"You guessed it right, but I suggest you pay attention to your tone. After a while, you will realize how lucky you are to join this club." Chen Ge said with a strong sense of pride in his voice:
"Everyone in this club is personally invited by me. Everyone here is different. My club does not require ordinary people, only extraordinary people can join."
Zhou Tu rolled his eyes when he heard Chen Ge's words. If he hadn't signed the application form for joining the ministry, he might have left immediately.
"I know you still don't believe what I say and doubt the meaning of our club's existence." Chen Ge glanced at several students: "I don't like to persuade others with words. When I start club activities, I will use facts.
Restore a real world for you."
Chen Ge's expression was serious and it didn't look like he was joking, and several students fell silent.
"Before I let you see the real world, I want to ask a question, what does the world look like in your eyes?" Chen Ge wanted to know the past of these children and see if he could find out from their memories.
Clues.
Wang Yicheng was the first to speak, and he told his past again, followed by Zhu Long, and then it was Zhang Ju's turn.
Zhang Ju was just an ordinary kid before he entered high school. He studied hard and got into a good university. His life trajectory was already planned until the day when the college entrance examination ended.
That night he and his friends went to sing. There was a fire in the singing hall, and Zhang Ju and his friends were trapped in the box.
When he was rescued, his cheeks and scalp were burned, leaving hideous scars.
Zhang Ju stayed at home for two months, receiving psychological counseling and treatment. Finally, he adjusted his mentality and chose to face himself again and report to the university.
This story is very inspiring, but Chen Ge heard some problems from it.
"Do you still remember what happened when you were hospitalized for treatment?" Logically speaking, this memory should be the pain deep in Zhang Ju's heart, but his expression did not waver when he told it, as if this happened to someone else.
body, and I am just a bystander.
Regarding his hospitalization experience, Zhang Ju spoke intermittently. Chen Ge could tell that the other party was not deliberately hiding it, but he really couldn't remember it.
"Zhang Ju's accident occurred during the holiday after the college entrance examination. When Wang Yicheng told his story before, his memory of the last holiday was very vague, and so was Zhu Long."
Chen Ge looked at the children in front of him, and he had a guess in his mind. It was not that these students had forgotten what happened during the last summer vacation, but that they died during that summer vacation.
Obsession carries all the memories, whether they are beautiful or bitter, and they are all retained, so they remember many things that happened before, but they forgot about that summer vacation.
"Teacher Bai, are you uncomfortable?" Zhou Tu is a very smart person and knows how to watch people's emotions. He found that Chen Ge didn't look good after listening to the stories of several students, so he quickly asked: "How about today's club activities?"
Forget it, go back and rest early."
"I already know about their past, what about you?" Chen Ge's expression returned to normal.
"I'm very ordinary. I usually study, draw, eat, and sleep. I've never even been in love. There's really nothing to say." Zhou Tu spread his hands. He felt that he was the most normal member of this club.
"Didn't you tell me that you have been having a recurring dream lately?"
"You have to tell that here?" Zhou Tu obviously didn't want to tell his secret to so many people.
"I won't force you. If you think you can say it, just say it. If you can't, it's okay."
"There's nothing that can't be said..." Zhou Tu also wanted to rely on Chen Ge to find the art club. In his opinion, this strange supernatural research club is just a stepping stone: "I came to the school to report earlier, and since I moved into the dormitory
, I always have the same dream every night. I dream that I am sitting in a studio with oil paintings on the walls, painting. The atmosphere is very depressing. There are twelve other people around me, and each of us is painting.
.”
"Oil painting room? There are thirteen painters in it?" Chen Ge suddenly thought of the scene he saw in the night school laboratory building. He realized that he might have really found a treasure this time. Zhou Tuneng dreamed of the oil painting room.
There are many things in it, indicating that he may have been to that place before, and even created a painting himself, but for some reason, he forgot all these things.
"Yes, that dream is getting clearer and clearer, as if I have experienced it personally, but I have no impression at all." Zhou Tu slowly lowered his head: "This feeling is very uncomfortable. I wake up every morning.
When I was young, I would hold a pen and try to recreate this dream. I tried to paint the things in my dream, but I couldn’t find oil painting materials, so I always wanted to report it to an art club.”
After listening to Zhou Tu's words, Chen Ge nodded. He pondered for a moment and then said, "If I said that I had seen you dream about that scene, would you believe it?"
"have you seen?"
"Yes, it's in this school!" Chen Ge was very sure: "If you really want to go, I can take you there, but you have to agree to one condition."
"What conditions?" Zhou Tu's voice changed. Only he knew how incredible that dream was.
"From now on, you must listen to me. This is the prerequisite for me to take you there."