Chen Ge's Paranormal Research Society 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 has an impulsive personality and fights with others at every turn.
Each member has a distinct personality. If Chen Ge is really a school teacher, then their club must be very interesting.
It's a pity that this is not the case. Chen Ge wants to get useful information from them, but he doesn't completely want to use those children.
If possible, Chen Ge will help these students recall those lost memories and try to take them away together.
Across the square, several members of the Paranormal Research Society gathered.
Everyone looked at each other, and a very rude word appeared in their minds. This club is like an orphanage, and all members are students that other clubs don't want.
"Mr. Bai, don't tell me, these are all the members of our club." Zhou Tu originally wanted to join the art club, but he added such a club in a daze. He felt like he was being tricked.
The atmosphere was a little embarrassing. Both Wang Yicheng and Zhang Ju, who had physical defects, looked away and did not dare to answer. Zhu Long acted indifferently, and even became more curious about the society.
"You guessed it right, but I suggest you pay attention to your tone. After a while, you will find out how lucky you are to join this club." Chen Ge said with a strong sense of pride: "Everyone in this club was personally invited by me. Everyone here is different. My club doesn't need ordinary people, only extraordinary people can join."
Zhou Tu rolled his eyes when he heard Chen Ge's words. If he hadn't already signed the application form, he would have left immediately.
"I know that you still don't believe what I said, and doubt the meaning of our club's existence." Chen Ge glanced at several students: "I don't like to persuade others with words. After I start club activities, I will use facts. Restore a real world for you."
Chen Ge's expression was serious as if he was joking, and several students fell silent.
"Before I show you 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 talked about his past again, followed by Zhu Long, followed by Zhang Ju.
Zhang Ju was just an ordinary child before high school. He studied hard and was admitted to a good university. His life trajectory has been arranged until the end of the college entrance examination.
That night when he went to sing with his friends, the karaoke hall caught fire, 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, received psychological counseling and treatment, and finally adjusted his mentality. He chose to face himself again and came to the university to report.
This story is very inspirational, but Chen Ge heard some problems from it.
"Do you remember when you were hospitalized for treatment?" It stands to reason that this memory should be the pain in Zhang Ju's heart, but his expression did not fluctuate when he told it, as if this happened to someone else. body, and he is just a bystander.
Regarding his hospitalization experience, Zhang Ju said intermittently, Chen Ge could see that the other party was not deliberately concealing it, but he really couldn't remember it.
"Zhang Ju's accident happened 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 did Zhu Long."
Chen Ge looked at the children in front of him, and he had a guess in his heart that these students did not forget what happened in the last summer vacation, but they died during that summer vacation.
Obsession carries all the memories, whether they are good or bitter, all of them are preserved, so they will remember a lot of things that happened before, but they have forgotten that summer vacation.
"Mr. Bai, are you not feeling well?" Zhou Tu is a very smart person who knows how to watch words and expressions. He found that Chen Ge's face was not very good after listening to the stories of several students, so he quickly asked: "How about today's club activities? Forget it, go back to rest early."
"I already know their past, how about you?" Chen Ge's expression returned to normal.
"I'm very ordinary. I usually study, paint, eat, sleep, and I haven't even talked about love, so I really have nothing to say." Zhou Tu spread his hands, he felt that he was the most normal one in this club.
"Didn't you tell me that you've been having a certain dream over and over again recently?"
"That one is going to be said here too?" Zhou Tu obviously didn't want to tell so many people his secrets.
"I won't force you, if you think you can say it, say it, it's okay if you can't."
"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 was just a stepping stone: "I came to the school to report earlier, since I moved into the dormitory, Every night I have the same dream, I dreamed that I was sitting in a studio with oil paintings on the walls. The atmosphere was very depressing, and there were twelve other people around me, and each of us was painting. "
"The oil painting room? There are thirteen painters in it?" Chen Ge thought of the scene he saw in the experimental building of the night school. He realized that he might have really found a treasure this time. Zhou Tu could dream of the oil painting room It shows that he has probably been to that place before, and even created a painting himself, but for some reason, he has forgotten all these things.
"Yes, that dream is getting clearer and clearer, it seems that I have experienced it myself, but I have no impression at all." Zhou Tu slowly lowered his head: "This feeling is very uncomfortable, I wake up every morning. I tried to paint the dream, but I couldn’t find the oil painting material, so I always wanted to report to the art club.”
After listening to Zhou Tu's words, Chen Ge nodded, he pondered for a moment and then said, "If I said I saw you dream of that scene, would you believe it?"
"have you seen?"
"Yes, in this school!" Chen Ge is very sure: "If you really want to go, I can take you there, but you have to promise me one condition."
"What conditions?" Zhou Tu's voice changed, only he knew how incredible that dream was.
"From now on, you have to listen to me. This is the premise for me to take you there."