Chen Ge and Zhang Ya chatted very late before leaving the hotel. They stood under the dim street lights, looking at the city in front of them.
"Your leg hasn't healed yet, I'll take you home." After removing the ghostly makeup, Zhang Ya had a different kind of beauty at this time.
"I'll take you off. It's too late. I don't worry about you going home alone." Chen Ge stopped a taxi and entered it with Zhang Ya.
Both of them sat in the back row, probably because of the presence of the driver, neither of them spoke any further.
One looked out the window silently, the other looked down at his hand.
At the gate of the community where Zhang Ya lived, Chen Ge dropped her off the car again, watched her enter the corridor before leaving.
Looking at Zhang Ya's back, Chen Ge had an indescribable feeling in his heart. It wasn't entirely because he liked it, and there seemed to be a hint of pain in the sweetness.
"Reality is so beautiful, I haven't dreamed for a long time."
Along the sidewalk, Chen Ge didn't want to take a taxi, he walked aimlessly.
The city in front of him is very prosperous and beautiful, but he always feels that he is out of tune with this place, like a lonely forgotten person.
"I won't be working tonight, just get a good night's sleep."
It was after twelve o'clock in the evening that Chen Ge returned to the haunted house. He skillfully opened the haunted house's guardrail, opened the blackout curtain, and entered the haunted house staff lounge.
The white cat was lying on the table and biting the box containing cat food. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately jumped aside, as if to say that it had nothing to do with the cat food all over the floor.
"I seem to have done this action countless times, and I seem to have lived in this room for a long time before."
The beauty is intoxicating. At first, Chen Ge thought he could handle anything calmly, but now he realizes that he is not as strong as he imagined.
He can calmly face all kinds of perverted murderers and curses, but when he is in a car with Zhang Ya, he will feel nervous.
"What have I been after?"
Lying on the wooden bed, Chen Ge felt as if his body was trapped in the quilt, the whole person was wrapped in warmth, the fatigue of the body gradually dissipated, and the sleepiness slowly rose.
Early the next morning, Chen Ge was woken up by the alarm clock. He went into the bathroom to wash his face, and then looked at himself in the mirror: "I didn't dream again last night."
This is the first time Chen Ge has watched himself since he woke up, and sometimes he can't even remember his own appearance.
"When I was in the hospital, Dr. Gao would ask me every day if I had a dream last night? What dream did I have? Are dreams important to me?"
Chen Ge didn't understand it too much. In his opinion, dreams were just dreams, not part of delusions, and had no deep connection with reality.
The water splashed on the mirror when washing his face. When Chen Ge reached out to wipe the mirror, he suddenly saw in the mirror that the door of the toilet cubicle was open.
There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his mind, and he turned to look at the door of the toilet cubicle.
With slow force, Chen Ge pushed open the door of the compartment, but there was nothing inside.
With a sigh of relief, Chen Ge's dangling heart fell back into his stomach: "Everywhere in this world is normal, and I feel that everything is not normal."
Without closing the door of the compartment, Chen Ge walked out of the bathroom, ready to start a new day of business.
The park opened at 9:00 in the morning, and before it started business, there were already long queues of tourists outside, and some young people came to play haunted houses.
"Xiao Chen, we'll clean the haunted house together in the future. Your legs haven't healed yet. Don't rush to do any work. You can't do it when you're exhausted." Zhang Ya's mother took care of Chen Ge very much, and it felt like she treated Chen Ge as a Treated by their own family.
"It's okay, the doctor also said that more exercise will help recovery." Chen Ge took the white cat into the scene on the third floor. The midnight killer he played has become the signature of the haunted house.
It is strange to say that there are many tourists who have visited the scene on the third floor, but different tourists have different descriptions of the murderer.
Some people said that they saw a bloodthirsty maniac on the third floor, hysterical, mad, as if to shred each other when they saw him.
Some said that they met a strange tourist on the third floor, and after being kind enough to partner with the other party, they were killed by the group.
Some people say that there is no murderer on the third floor at all, but the third floor seems to be haunted.
Chen Ge has mastered the styles of several different killers and can switch at will. It is obviously the same person, but each time it brings a different feeling to others. In addition, the light in the haunted house is very dark, so most tourists think that there are several actors hidden in this scene.
During the noon break, Chen Ge walked out of the haunted house, ready to ask Zhang Ya something.
As soon as he opened the blinds, he saw several young people surrounding Zhang Ya, as if they were arguing about something.
"Did something happen?" Chen Ge leaned over to Zhang Ya, and he glanced at the young people, feeling inexplicably familiar.
"We heard that there is an event in your haunted house. If you can clear three scenes in a row, you will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan, so we bought tickets and came here to play." The young man who spoke was simple and honest: "Who knows her Say your event has ended."
"The event has indeed ended, but if you all want a lottery, I can pay 5,000 to play with you at my own expense." Chen Ge smiled, like a neighbor's eldest brother with excellent academic performance and a sunny personality: "If If you can pass the customs smoothly without screaming more than 120 decibels, I will reward you with 5,000 yuan, and if you fail, spread the word about the haunted house to your relatives and friends."
If you win, you will be rewarded 5,000. If you lose, there will be no punishment.
"Chen Ge, don't be impulsive." Zhang Ya quietly tugged at Chen Ge's clothes: "They are students of Xinhai Medical College, and some have dissected real corpses, and they are very courageous."
"Xinhai Medical College?" Chen Ge thought for a while, then looked at the two students in the lead: "Can you tell me your names?"
"My name is Heshan, and this is my senior sister Gao Ruxue."
Chen Ge's gaze swept across the students in front of him, and finally stopped on Gao Ruxue.
The moment he saw Gao Ruxue, a strange wound on Singer Chen's back began to bleed, and bursts of stinging pain spread into Chen Ge's heart, as if someone was driving a nail into the back of his hand.
"Chen Ge, your hands are bleeding!" Zhang Ya pulled Chen Ge to her side.
"It should have been accidentally rubbed in a haunted house." Chen Ge has always felt strange about the wound on the back of his hand. His fractured leg was about to heal, but the small wound on the back of his hand had never healed, and now it suddenly began to bleed again. This is not normal.
"Gao Ruxue has something to do with the wound on the back of my hand?" He buried this thought deep in his mind, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he enthusiastically brought several students into the scene on the third floor.
Half an hour later, Chen Ge ran out of the haunted house with a sad face: "Zhang Ya, do me a favor."
Seeing Chen Ge frowning, Zhang Ya felt a little bad: "Didn't they scream?"
"En." Chen Ge scratched his head: "They were all stunned, I can't drag them alone, can you help me?"
The corners of his eyes twitched, Zhang Ya and the melon-eating tourists onlookers both took a breath.
It took twenty minutes for Chen Ge and Zhang Yacai to transport the students from the third floor: "Put them in a cool and ventilated place, I have performed CPR on them, and checked their condition, no Don't worry, don't worry."
"Why are you so skilled?" Zhang Ya's family of three came out. Chen Ge stunned so many people at once, and the management of the park was frightened.
But fortunately, Chen Ge still had some measure, and it didn't take long for Heshan and the others to wake up.
"It's the same time I calculated." Chen Ge looked like he was in control of everything, and when the students left, he didn't forget to say, "I will come to play often in the future!"
The reputation of the haunted house is getting bigger and bigger, and the business is getting more and more popular. Zhang Ya's father, who had some opinions on Chen Ge at the beginning, is now praising Chen Ge when he meets everyone. Chen Ge's talent.
Another week has passed, and the haunted house business has stabilized.
Chen Ge seems to have endless good ideas in his mind, and he can always introduce new designs. The haunted house has become one of the must-play items in Xinhai Paradise, and it also has a certain popularity on the Internet. several times.
Everything is going in a good direction. Chen Ge has met many friends. The pain in his memory has been diluted by time, and there is light in his eyes.
Whenever there is free time, Chen Ge will always find Zhang Ya, he is like Zhang Ya's shadow.
The two work together during the day and eat together.
After get off work, Zhang Ya will accompany Chen Ge for rehabilitation training. Chen Ge's leg injury will not have much impact on him.
After being together for a long time, Zhang Ya also found that Chen Ge seemed to stick to her, but she liked the feeling of being inseparable.
After working continuously for a long time, on the last day of the month, Xinhai Paradise had to carry out equipment maintenance and inspection. It happened to be raining outside, so the management decided to close the park for one day.
"I can finally have a good rest today." Zhang Ya took off her ghostly makeup and changed into a very beautiful dress in advance. She ran to the props room and found Chen Ge: "Chen Ge, there are no tourists today, what do you have? Arranged?"
"The park is going to carry out equipment maintenance. Someone may come to check it in the afternoon. I'll tidy up these props first." Chen Ge sat immersed in a pile of plastic "stumps" and "organs".
"Are you going to spend a rare day off in the prop room?" Zhang Ya bent down beside Chen Ge: "Would you like to go to the movies?"
"A horror movie?"
Chen Ge didn't turn his head back, and the white cat next to him couldn't stand it any longer. He licked his paws, as if he was considering whether to give Chen Ge a paw to help him enlighten.
"Why don't we play horror movies ourselves?" Zhang Ya grabbed Chen Ge's arm: "Let's go, don't stay in the house, go out occasionally to get some air."
"Wait a minute, I've got red paint on my body and I've soiled your clothes, hey! Wait..."
Zhang Ya grabbed Chen Ge's arm, and the two walked out of the haunted house with an umbrella.
"Tsk tsk, it's nice to be young." Zhang Ya's father stood at the window on the second floor of the haunted house, watching everything secretly. After he sighed, he looked at another window next to him, where Zhang Ya's mother was standing: " Wife, it's rare to have a rest, why don't we go to a movie too?"
"In the afternoon, there is a big inspection of the park. You should hurry up and organize the props, repair what should be repaired, and repair what should be repaired."
"It's not easy to take a day off..."
"Go!"
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Chen Ge likes rainy days very much, but he doesn't know why he likes rain.
After the movie ended, the two of them strolled around the mall for a long time, and Zhang Ya also chose a dress for Chen Ge.
When passing by a small handmade DIY shop, Zhang Ya took Chen Ge and walked in.
Here, you can make handmade beanie keychains, cream glue mobile phone cases, and couple soft pottery dolls.
As soon as the two of them entered the store, the owner ran over enthusiastically, chose a very quiet location for the two, and then began to introduce the things in the store.
After listening for a while, Zhang Ya decided to make soft clay dolls with Chen Ge.
The owner took out the picture book, which had various cartoon images and production instructions, but before she finished speaking, Chen Ge had already made a prototype.
"Your boyfriend is so skillful!" The shop owner was really surprised. Compared with Chen Ge, she felt that she was an amateur.
"Which character are you pinching?" The shop owner rummaged through the picture book, but couldn't find the corresponding person: "Have you not checked the picture book? Just got an impression in your mind? It's amazing, isn't it?"
"I will never forget her appearance. It's a pity that my level is still not good. Even if I spend ten hard work, I can only restore 1% of her beauty." The soft pottery doll in Chen singer has slowly Taking shape, wearing a red dress and holding a love letter, this magnificent woman is Zhang Ya.
The owner felt a sweet smell in the air, she left very interestingly, and gave Chen Ge and Zhang Ya two drinks before leaving.
"Zhang Ya, this is for you." When Chen Ge was making the puppet, his hands seemed to be awakened by some kind of muscle memory, and the little soft pottery puppet seemed to come to life. Ya kind of breathtaking beauty.
"Really!" Zhang Ya looked at the doll very happily, and carefully placed it in front of her, but after watching it for a while she became distressed: "I will also make one for you!"
Half an hour later, Zhang Ya picked out a slightly visible Chen Ge doll from the pile of "dismembered limbs".
She was embarrassed and put the doll next to Chen Ge, then lowered her head and drank the drink.
The two sat together, close to each other, and time passed unknowingly.
They made dolls, keychains, went to dinner together, and did a lot of things they wanted to do.
As night fell, the rain gradually became heavier.
There were not many people on the road, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya were holding an umbrella.
At first, Zhang Ya just grabbed Chen Ge's arm, and slowly, she leaned against Chen Ge's side.
"Shall I take you home?"
"Or... let's move on."
Raindrops slid down the leaves and umbrellas, and the standing water on the roadside reflected the neon lights at the intersection. Chen Ge and Zhang Ya were walking on the sidewalk of the old street.
"Chen Ge..."
"What's wrong?"
"Actually, since I met you, I have dreams every night." Zhang Ya leaned on Chen Ge's side: "It's a terrible dream, I always dream that my parents were killed in a car accident, and I fell in a pool of blood. I I always dream that I'm wearing a blood coat, wandering in a hospital. I also dream that the world is a city full of dead people, and you are the only warm ghost in the city."