"As long as there is doubt about the world, doom will come?" Chen Ge shook his head gently: "The only scattered memories in my mind tell me that even if I just live, I will be tortured by bad luck and despair."
"It's not the same." Zuo Han touched the wound on his left eye, as if new flesh was growing, so it was a little itchy: "Your previous memory may come from reality, reality has always been cruel, and what you're experiencing now is more like It's a dream, a dream you can't wake up from."
"I haven't had a dream at night since I woke up in the hospital. From this perspective, your guess is somewhat reasonable." Chen Ge poured Zuo Han a glass of water, but Zuo Han didn't even touch it. Don't touch, he is very cautious.
"Your body has recovered quickly, and your eyes have become gentle. I know that you actually understand a lot of things, but you are reluctant to admit it now, because you have the beauty and taste the taste of happiness, so you don't want to break it with your own hands. ." Zuo Han is not only smart, but also very insightful. He can see a lot of things from Chen Ge's expressions and tone of voice.
Hearing Zuo Han's words, Chen Ge did not answer, and he always asked himself, but there was no answer.
"If this is just a dream, suspicion will lead to bad luck, tearing apart all the good, but even if you wake up in the end, don'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: "In just over a month, what have you been through? You were not like this in the hospital ward. At that time, you It makes me feel like a demon with a hidden revenge."
"I didn't experience anything very special, I just lived the simplest life. If I have to say something, it should be that I met Zhang Ya." Chen Ge sat on the chair, and 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 well, but I didn't expect that I might have to run for nothing today." Zuo Han took off his gloves and took out a crumpled note from his pocket: "Dream will wake up eventually. 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 ground off.
"I'm a wanted criminal now, this is the last time I take the initiative to come to you." Zuo Han saw Chen Ge accept the note and was about to leave: "This city looks beautiful on the surface, but in fact it is full of brilliance under its splendid skin. It's a pus-filled wound, and when you don't want to leave, it will slowly swallow you into your stomach."
"I'll think about it."
"Well, I want to tell you one more thing. I once stole a white mobile phone from the hospital. After opening it, it was full of various curse words and a lot of small games related to curses. I thought this was a special case, but after I peeked at the phones of other nurses and doctors in the hospital, I found out that everyone in the hospital had a lot of curse-related games and applets installed on their white phones. If you see it later Someone is using a white mobile phone, remember not to get too close to him." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he did not stop and left through the window of the bathroom of the haunted house.
Closing the window, Chen Ge's face was gloomy, his back was against the door of the toilet cubicle, his brain was running fast.
"I originally had a lot of memory fragments in my mind, and it was a completely different life. The hospital doctor told me that those memories were all delusional, but after seeing the seven glass jars in the dean's office, I could Certainly, that experience does exist." Chen Ge actually knew very well that if those memory fragments were real, then the city he was living in was probably fake.
"The hospital only agreed to my discharge after discovering that all the memory fragments in my mind had disappeared, but the crux of the problem is that Dr. Sun reminded me when I was discharged that the treatment had just begun."
"Erasing my past memory is only the first step in treatment. Next, they should start to reshape my memory, so that I 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, made me reluctant to give up, and even made myself a maintainer of the rules."
Chen Ge's eyes were cold: "They had a good idea, but there were too many accidents, the escape of the patient Zhang Wenyu, Zuo Han's doubts about the world, Dr. Sun's help, and most importantly, something seemed to have happened to Zhang Ya. Variety."
He remembered very clearly that when he saw Zhang Ya in the hospital, blood beads made of blood letters got into Zhang Ya's body.
"The meaning of Zhang Ya's existence at the beginning should be to make up for my regrets and fulfill my obsession, but under the influence of those bloody words, Zhang Ya began to have some very terrifying dreams every night."
"Those dreams may be the reality. Those dreams have been reminding me and Zhang Ya that there are bloody faces under this beautiful bubble."
"This is a beautiful world that made me sink, but my life is not just me." A blurry figure appeared in Chen Ge's mind: "I cut out my second personality in the brain maze. , the patients who are still being tortured in the hospital, the child who was cut apart and put into a glass jar, Dr. Sun with scars all over his face, and even Zhang Ya.”
Recalling the day when I went shopping, Chen Ge instinctively made Zhang Ya in his hands when he was making dolls.
Chen Ge, who is proficient in doll making, had already discovered the problem at that time. The doll Zhang Ya he made was dressed in blood and engraved with negative emotions. It was not Zhang Ya with a ghostly makeup, but a terrifying person. The ultimate villain.
Zhang Ya made by instinct is not the same as the people around her, or Zhang Ya in the haunted house is only a part of the real Zhang Ya.
Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked down at the note in his palm. The front of the note had four words - Ping An Apartment, and the back of the note roughly marked the location of the Ping An Apartment.
"Dr. Sun helped me escape from the hospital, explaining that the way to wake up from a dream is not in the hospital, but in this city."
The writer and Zuo Han left the same message to Chen Ge. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and entered the staff lounge, and then walked out with a worn-out backpack.
The white cat followed behind Chen Ge, and when he was about to walk out of the haunted house, he was put back into the house by Chen Ge: "I'm going to a very dangerous place, you stay here to watch the house."
The different-colored eyes looked at Chen Ge in confusion. The white cat even felt flattered. After a while, it ran out again, as if worried that Chen Ge would not want it.
"I'm not here to play this time. You take a good look at your house. I'll be back before dawn."
In the end, Chen Ge didn't bring the white cat with him. According to the hint on the note, he took a taxi to a special hotel near Ping'an Apartment.
Taxi drivers in Xinhai rarely come to such remote places. When Chen Ge got out of the car, the other party kept telling him not to come to the suburbs alone at night.
Chen Ge came to the hotel to prevent being followed, and then he was going to walk to the apartment.
But it happened that he hadn't eaten much for a day and was hungry, so he went straight into the restaurant.
Ping'an Apartment is located in the western suburbs of Xinhai. This place is very desolate. Before Chen Ge came, he never thought that there would be a famous hotel in Xinhai.
The small shop is famous for "braised boiled" and "game". Later, after the city did not allow game business, the shop hurriedly clarified with people that all the meat in his shop was domestically raised, but because of the unique seasoning formula, So the taste will be very delicious.
The store is not large, there are no private rooms, and there are only five or six low wooden tables in the hall.
"I'm sorry, we've closed." There was a big fat man standing at the cashier counter. He was wearing a dirty apron and had a very obvious scar on his face.
"I came here from the city to eat here. If you have anything left here, just get me a copy." Chen Ge smelled the meat in the store and felt even more hungry, so he found a place to sit , and flip through the menu at will.
"There are still some dishes, but the meat is gone. I sell meat very fast here." The fat chef finished his work and walked to Chen Ge with the menu: "There are still some dumplings in the refrigerator, or I'll get them for you. Some wild boar dumplings?"
"I don't like eating game very much, you can order whatever you want." Chen Ge looked up at the chef, who just happened to be looking down at him.
The two saw each other's faces in an instant, and then something weird happened.
The scar on the fat chef's face began to twist, his body seemed to freeze, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.
"You know me?" Chen Ge narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know!" The chef answered decisively. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the back kitchen as if he was running for his life, but Chen Ge grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Really don't know each other? 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 clasped the chef's shoulders like steel claws: "You Your body is shaking, are you afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid of you, I just admit my mistake. You look so much like a policeman, I thought you were here to check game." The chef didn't dare to look back, his voice was very low.
"You're lying." Chen Ge's arm tightened even more: "Say, what's your name?"
"My name is Chi Longtou, I am a cook, please let me go." The cook pleaded.
"Eat the faucet? Braised restaurant?" Chen Ge felt vaguely familiar. He pressed the chef to the wall and reached out to touch the scar on the chef's face.
In terms of body size, the chef is much taller than Chen Ge, but in fact the chef has no idea of resisting.
"The wound on your face has not yet scabbed over, and the wound is not deep. It's like scratching it out bit by bit with something. Is this some kind of punishment?" Tooth grinned: "The periphery of the wound is very irregular, like every time it is about to scab, it has to be scratched again. It must be very painful, right?"
Hearing Chen Ge's words, the chef's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, his face ashen: "Chen Ge, let's just pretend we haven't met, okay? I've never seen you, and you've never entered. my hotel."
"Do you still know my name?" Chen Singer's strength became stronger. He could be sure that it was the first time he had seen Shilongtou, but the other party knew him, which showed that there was some kind of intersection between the two before, and That intersection is also a testament to past memories.
The chef couldn't wait to slap his mouth, he had a bitter face, and he didn't even dare to say anything casually.
"You answer me a few questions honestly. If I am satisfied, I will stop pestering you, and we will treat it as if we have never met." Compared with the chef, Chen Ge is the one who is more anxious, but he did not show.
"You ask, I will tell you everything I know." The chef got up from the ground as if resigned, and he trotted and closed the door of the restaurant.
"First question, where did you meet me?" Chen Ge was most curious about this. He was going to ask Zhang Wenyu tonight about his past, but he didn't expect to meet this strange chef.
"It's in the Xinhai Luzhu shop, not behind the door..." The chef said, the world in front of him was covered in blood, and he felt as if his brain had been torn apart.
"Hey!" Chen Ge was also taken aback. He saw the scar on the chef's face torn apart inexplicably, and the chef's face was covered in blood.
Covering his face, the cook rolled on the ground. He endured the pain, but he didn't 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 scarlet color that slowly solidified, and he didn't feel any disgust or disgust. He seemed to be accustomed to the blood color.
When his fingers touched the blood on the ground, the sticky and warm feeling made Chen Ge feel very familiar, and a thought emerged from the back of his mind: "This is real blood."
It took ten minutes for the cook to regain his senses.
He stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed Chen Ge's shoe: "I can't say it, I will die."
"Actually, in your current state, I feel that it is better to be alive than to die, perhaps because you have some concerns." Chen Ge lifted the chef up: "If one day I can end the pain, I will find a way to help you. One, you don't have to force it, just tell me what you can say."
The cook, whose body was shaking with pain, took a rag and dipped it in his own blood to write on the ground, wiping every word he wrote immediately—this was the place behind the door to punish the sick.
"A place to punish the sick?"
Fingers trembled, the chef wrote another line - if you don't run away, if you want to die, you can't die, help me.
He wiped off all the blood on the ground, covered his face and returned to the back kitchen.
Since Chen Ge saw the blood on the ground, he began to have a very bad premonition.
Seek the truth and doom will come, and now it seems to have come.