In the rainy city, the empty old streets, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya stood together with umbrellas.
"Those dreams are so real, as if the world in the dream is the reality."
Looking at Zhang Ya's eyes, Chen Ge opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't say what he wanted to say after all, he hesitated for a while, then looked away: "I can't tell which side is the reality, but it doesn't matter, No matter where you are, I will stand with you, inseparable."
Raindrops fell into the stagnant water on the side of the road, and the reflected neon lights rippled.
Zhang Ya leaned against Chen Ge gently. She had never told anyone about the pain she had endured during this period of time. After she finally said it, her inner unease and panic slowly disappeared.
Neither of the two was willing to break this short-lived beauty. They walked forward in the rain and walked a long way.
The rain kept getting heavier, and Chen Ge took a taxi to take Zhang Ya home.
When Zhang Ya got off the bus, she told Chen Ge one more thing.
Some time ago, a young man named Zhang Wenyu visited the haunted house. The tourist looked no different from other tourists. Zhang Ya also read the disclaimer agreement to know that his name was Zhang Wenyu.
After Zhang Ya returned home, Chen Ge took a taxi back to the Paradise Haunted House. He opened the cabinet where the disclaimer agreements were stored, checked the agreements one by one, and finally found twelve agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name on them.
"Looking at the date, Zhang Wenyu appears more and more frequently. Originally, it appeared once a week. Since I arrived at the haunted house, this name has appeared on the agreement almost every day." Chen Ge is in charge of pretending to be a ghost on the third floor of the haunted house. Zhang Ya was the main visitor to the reception. Because of the busy schedule, no one paid attention to the disclaimer agreement.
"Zhang Wenyu came to me, maybe he has already seen me." Chen Ge took the disclaimer agreement and sat beside the wooden table: "Why are there so many people named Zhang Wenyu? Zuo Han looked at the cases in the overnight doctor's duty room. Shan, why did these tens of thousands of patients named Zhang Wenyu appear on the same day?"
Pressing the temple, Chen Ge had no memory related to Zhang Wenyu in his mind. His locked memory fragments had been transferred to the glass jar, and there were only some scattered memories in his head that had been unlocked.
After putting away all the exemption agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name on it, Chen Ge walked towards the staff lounge. When he passed the bathroom of the haunted house, he subconsciously glanced inside. The door of the toilet compartment was closed by someone unknown.
He opened the compartment door and Chen Ge entered the lounge. He hugged the white cat and watched the rain outside the window.
"I know a lot of things from the past, but none of those things were good."
Chen Ge raised his hand, as if to reach out to the night sky.
"Now I have the beauty that I once hoped for, but time will not stop at this moment."
Picking up the white cat, Chen Ge looked at the white cat's eyes of different colors: "If you were me, what would you choose?"
Chen Ge is asking the white cat, and he is also asking himself.
The rainstorm stopped in the second half of the night, Chen Ge tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep.
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Opening his eyes, the sun shines on his face through the window, Chen Ge rubbed his head and got up from the bed: "A new day begins."
He got dressed and took the white cat into the bathroom to wash up. When he looked up at the mirror, he realized that the door to the toilet compartment behind him had been closed again at some point.
"I remember I left it open last night before I went to bed? Why is it closed now? Is it the wind?"
Chen Ge opened the compartment door again and glanced inside. This is a very ordinary toilet cubicle, and there is nothing unusual.
"It always feels weird."
After a brief cleaning, Chen Ge opened the guardrail of the haunted house and started today's business.
Zhang Ya was the first to come to work. After the two went shopping together last night, their relationship became much closer.
Zhang Ya's parents seem to want to spend as much time alone as possible, and it took a long time to get to the haunted house.
Xinhai Paradise opened for business at 9:00 in the morning, and tourists flocked there, lining up in front of the haunted house.
Chen Ge, dressed as a murderer, opened the curtain of a window on the second floor and watched everything in the dark.
For a whole morning, there was no accident in the haunted house.
When it was time to eat at noon, Chen Ge, who was wearing a killer suit, began to read the morning's exemption agreement.
After the tourists sign the exemption agreement, the agreement will be stored in the cabinet inside the haunted house in turn, so the time when the tourists come to play can be roughly estimated from the placement of the agreement.
As soon as Chen Ge turned over the two pages, he stopped. At this time, the disclaimer agreement in his hand happened to have the words Zhang Wenyu written on it!
"Should have not gone far!"
He took the agreement to find Zhang Ya, and Zhang Ya recalled for a while and said that the person who signed the agreement was a middle-aged man, who was very temperamental and his eyes were sharp, making people dare not look at him.
After knowing the approximate appearance of the person, Chen Ge rushed out of the haunted house with the agreement. He didn't change his clothes, and was covered in red paint, looking very scary: "Zhang Wenyu, where will he be?"
Crossing the tree-lined path, Chen Ge stopped at the fork in the middle of the park. There were too many tourists around. Even if his eyesight was very good, it would be difficult to find that person in the crowd at this time.
"He has been coming to the haunted house, he should have wanted to see me, but why didn't he leave some information?"
Stopped for a long time at the fork, just when Chen Ge was about to give up, he found a man in the corner of the Paradise-themed restaurant looking at him.
"is it him?"
Without hesitation, Chen Ge walked into the restaurant with the exemption agreement and sat next to the man.
Looking at the man in front of him up close, Chen Ge felt a familiar feeling in his heart, and he felt that he was right.
"Long time no see." The middle-aged man took a sip of coffee from the cup and leaned against the back of the chair.
"Long time no see? We should meet for the first time." Chen Ge put the disclaimer agreement on the table: "Are you Zhang Wenyu?"
"I'm part of Zhang Wenyu, you can call me..." The middle-aged man thought for a while before he said, "Writer."
"writer?"
"It seems that you really don't remember anything." The middle-aged man stood up directly. He seemed to sense something was wrong and was about to leave immediately.
"Don't rush to leave, can we have a good chat?"
"Come back to me when you really make up your mind." The writer is not sloppy, it seems that every second he stays here, there will be more danger.
"What determination?" Chen Ge grabbed the writer's wrist.
"When the truth is so cruel that you will regret it after knowing it, are you still willing to pursue the truth?" The writer pulled Chen Ge's hand away and put something in Chen Ge's palm: "If you want, come alone Find me here."
After speaking, the writer hurriedly mixed into the crowd and quickly disappeared.
Chen Ge looked down at his palm, where there was a napkin with a place name written on it - Ping'an Apartment.
Putting away the napkin and the disclaimer agreement, Chen Ge left the Paradise Restaurant thoughtfully.
He was walking in the park wearing the killer suit in the haunted house. Many adults who brought their children to the amusement park saw Chen Ge and quickly covered their children's eyes, and many people took pictures of Chen Ge.
"Chen Ge!" Zhang Ya, dressed as a ghost in red, trotted after him: "Why did you suddenly come here?"
"I just..." Chen Ge didn't hide it from Zhang Ya: "I saw Zhang Wenyu."
"Let's go back, it's not good for us to be seen by tourists like this." Zhang Ya dragged Chen Ge back to the haunted house, and after a simple lunch, they started their afternoon work again.
Busy until five or six o'clock, the haunted house business was over, Chen Ge changed out of the killer suit and began to organize the props and organs inside the scene.
He was walking on the floor when suddenly he heard footsteps.
Turning his head to look, Chen Ge found Zhang Ya coming up from downstairs.
"What's up?"
"I'm fine, but you have been absent-minded since you met Zhang Wenyu." Zhang Ya walked up to Chen Ge: "Is he your former friend? If you encounter difficulties, you can discuss it with me."
"I don't remember him at all. Maybe we met before, and he seems to know my past." Chen Ge had a headache, and he pressed his temple.
"Then you go to him and ask him clearly, no matter whether the past is good or bad, that's all you used to be, with your memories and your truest self." Zhang Ya has been encouraging Chen Ge.
"But if my past is bad, will it even affect the present?" Chen Ge leaned back against the corridor of the haunted house, and the cold walls calmed him down slowly: "I know very well that what I have now is what I have always longed for before. If I'd never felt this way, I might have given up easily, but now I'm so sad that I don't even dare to risk a decision."
As Chen Ge was speaking, his cold hand suddenly felt a hint of warmth.
Looking down, Chen Ge found that Zhang Ya lightly grabbed his hand.
"Zhang Ya?"
"Didn't you say it last night? No matter where you are, I will stand with you and be inseparable. So don't worry about whether to pursue the past or maintain the present. What you need to do is to find your true self." Zhang Ya He took Chen Ge's hand: "Let's go, don't think so much, let's go to dinner, my mother bought a lot of food."
The business of the haunted house is getting better and better. Zhang Ya's parents are very happy. They bought wine and vegetables, and ate with Chen Ge before leaving very late.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Ge, who was alone in the prop room, suddenly heard the sound of the window being opened.
He picked up the hammer from the toolbox, leaned back against the wall, and hid his body in the shadows.
Chen Ge didn't go directly to the person who came in, but went to the main control room first and turned off all the lights in the haunted house.
He is very familiar with the haunted house terrain, and his eyesight is outrageously good, so he gave himself an absolute advantage in an instant.
Holding a tool hammer, Chen Ge held his breath. He listened with pricked ears and followed the subtle footsteps to the door of the staff lounge.
Just outside the staff lounge, a dark figure stood.
He approached quietly, walking without a sound, and the shadow did not notice that there was another person a few meters behind him.
He twisted the doorknob and seemed to be worrying about how to open the door, when a huge force suddenly strangled his neck.
"What's your name? Why did you enter the haunted house in the middle of the night?" A cold and terrifying voice sounded in the figure's ear, and his cold sweat dripped down.
"Chen Ge?! I'm Zuo Han! Zuo Han! My own!" The figure shouted loudly, and it could be seen that he was really scared.
"Zuo Han?" Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Ge released the figure and turned on the lights in the corridor.
Zuo Han, who was wearing a worn brown coat, lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
"It turned out to be a roommate! Why didn't you say hello to me when you came in?"
"Did you give me time to talk!" Zuo Han rubbed his neck. After he raised his head, Chen Ge's eyebrows instantly wrinkled.
Zuo Han had a seven-centimeter-long wound on his left eye, and his left eye seemed to have been removed.
"Your eyes?" Chen Ge put down the tool hammer and quickly lifted Zuo Han up.
"The deal is done." Zuo Han said indifferently.
"You trade with your own eyes?" Chen Ge was also taken aback by Zuo Han's ruthlessness: "Is it with the doctor in the hospital?"
"No, I escaped from the hospital when you went to the treatment room for treatment." Zuo Han recalled what happened a month ago: "I received a notice from Dr. Gao that day, saying that I would be with you at night. When I went to the treatment room for treatment, I felt something was wrong, plus another doctor gave me a tip. If you keep going, you will suffer from chaos, so I decided to 'jailbreak'."
Chen Ge also remembered the situation that night. When Dr. Gao treated him for the first time, there were seven people in the treatment room, five patients and two doctors.
At that time, Dr. Gao said that two patients had escaped, so he and Dr. Sun would replace the patients to participate in the treatment.
"Zuo Han, do you remember the name of the doctor who hinted to you?"
"I don't know who gave me the hint, but according to my speculation, it must be the doctor inside the hospital who could give me the hint at that time." Zuo Han's reasoning ability is extremely strong.
Chen Ge nodded, he felt that Zuo Han was able to escape smoothly, firstly because the hospital did not pay attention to Zuo Han, he did not know that Zuo Han had already begun to doubt his memory, and secondly because there was a doctor secretly helping him. And the doctor who secretly helped Zuo Han was probably Dr. Sun. After all, only by helping Zuo Han leave would he have the opportunity to participate in Chen Ge's treatment.
"You didn't make a deal with the doctor, so who else in this city would make a deal with eyeballs?" Chen Ge led Zuo Han into the staff lounge and let him sit on the bed.
"Eyes are both a deal and a price." Zuo Han unzipped his coat, revealing the unhealed wounds on his collarbone and chest: "This is the price of investigating the truth."
Looking at Zuo Han's terrifying wound, Chen Ge brought the medicine box of the haunted house: "What are you doing all this time?"
"I'm wanted by the whole city now, so I'll make a long story short." Zuo Han stood up and closed the curtains, making sure no one was outside before opening his mouth: "I don't know if the world we live in is realistic or not, but I can be sure that when you When there is doubt in the world, doom and terror come."