Chapter 1184 Are You Willing to Destroy Your Dreams with Your Own Hands?

In the rainy city, in the empty old streets, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya stood together holding umbrellas.

"Those dreams are so real, as if the world in the dream is the reality."

Looking into Zhang Ya's eyes, Chen Ge opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't say what he wanted to say. He hesitated for a while and looked away: "I don't know which side is reality, but it doesn't matter. Wherever you are, I will stand with you, inseparable."

Raindrops fell into the puddles on the side of the road, and the reflected neon lights rippled.

Zhang Ya leaned gently on Chen Ge's body. She had never told anyone about the pain she had endured during this time. After she finally said it, the restlessness and fear in her heart gradually disappeared.

Neither of the two wanted to break this short-lived beauty. They walked in the rain and walked a long way.

The rain kept getting heavier, Chen Ge took a taxi and took Zhang Ya home.

When Zhang Ya got off the car, she told Chen Ge one more thing.

Some time ago, a young man named Zhang Wenyu visited the haunted house. That tourist looked no different from other tourists. Zhang Ya only knew that his name was Zhang Wenyu after reading the waiver agreement.

After Zhang Ya returned home, Chen Ge took a taxi back to the haunted house in Paradise. He opened the cabinet where the waiver agreement was stored, checked each agreement, and finally found twelve agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name written on them.

"Looking at the date, Zhang Wenyu appeared more and more frequently. It used to appear once a week. Since I arrived at the haunted house, this name has appeared in the agreement almost every day." Chen Ge was in charge of playing ghosts on the third floor of the haunted house. The tourists are mainly received by Zhang Ya. Because they are very busy, no one has paid attention to the exemption agreement.

"Zhang Wenyu came to see me, maybe he has already seen me." Chen Ge took the waiver agreement and sat next to the wooden table: "Why are there so many people called Zhang Wenyu? Zuo Han has seen the cases in the night shift doctor's duty room Shan, why did these tens of thousands of patients named Zhang Wenyu show up on the same day?"

Pressing his temples, Chen Ge has no memory related to Zhang Wenyu in his mind. His locked memory fragments have been transferred to the glass jar, and there are only some sporadic unlocked memories in his head.

Putting away all the waiver agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name on them, Chen Ge walked towards the staff lounge. When he passed the bathroom of the haunted house, he subconsciously glanced inside again. The door of the toilet cubicle was closed by someone.

Opening the compartment door casually, Chen Ge entered the lounge. He hugged the white cat and watched the rain fall harder and harder outside the window.

"I know a lot of things about the past, but none of those things are good."

Chen Ge raised his hand, as if to reach out to the night sky.

"Now I have the beauty I once expected, but time will not stop at this moment."

Picking up the white cat, Chen Ge looked at the white cat's different-colored eyes: "If you were me, how would you choose?"

Chen Ge was asking the white cat, and he was also asking himself.

The rainstorm stopped in the middle of the night, Chen Ge tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep.

...

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 has begun."

He put on his clothes, took the white cat into the bathroom to wash up, and when he looked up in the mirror, he realized that the toilet cubicle door behind him had been closed again at some point.

"I remember I opened it last night before going to bed? Why is it closed again now? Could it be the wind?"

Chen Ge opened the cubicle door again, and took a few glances inside. This is a very ordinary toilet cubicle, without any abnormalities.

"It always feels weird."

After a brief cleaning, Chen Ge opened the protective fence of the haunted house and started today's business.

Zhang Ya was the first to come to work. After they 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 on purpose, and it took a long time before they arrived at the haunted house.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xinhai Paradise opened for business. Tourists flocked to the haunted house and formed a long line in front of the haunted house.

Chen Ge, who was dressed as a murderer, opened the curtain of a window on the second floor at this time, watching everything in the dark.

Throughout the morning, nothing happened 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 waiver agreement, the agreement will be stored in the cabinet inside the haunted house in turn, so the time when the tourists will come to play can be roughly calculated from the location of the agreement.

As soon as Chen Ge flipped through two sheets, he stopped. At this moment, the word "Zhang Wenyu" happened to be written on the waiver agreement in his hand!

"It shouldn't be far away!"

He found Zhang Ya with the agreement. Zhang Ya recalled for a moment and said that the person who signed the agreement was a middle-aged man. He was very temperamental and had sharp eyes, which made people dare not look at him.

After knowing the general appearance of the man, Chen Ge rushed out of the haunted house with the agreement. He didn't change his clothes, and his body was covered in red paint. He looked very scary: "Zhang Wenyu, where will he be?"

Walking through the tree-lined path, Chen Ge stopped at a fork in the middle of the park. There were too many tourists around. Even if he had very good eyesight, it was difficult to find that person in the crowd at this time.

"He keeps coming to the haunted house, probably because he wants to see me, but why doesn't he leave some information?"

After stopping at the fork in the road for a long time, just when Chen Ge was about to give up, he found a man in the corner of the paradise theme restaurant looking at him.

"is it him?"

Without hesitation, Chen Ge walked into the restaurant with the liability exemption agreement and sat next to that person.

Looking at the man in front of him at close range, Chen Ge felt a familiar feeling in his heart, and he felt that he had found the right one.

"Long time no see." The middle-aged man took a sip of the coffee in the cup and leaned against the back of the chair.

"Long time no see? We should be meeting for the first time." Chen Ge put the exemption agreement on the table: "Are you Zhang Wenyu?"

"I'm a part of Zhang Wenyu, you can call me..." Tapping his fingers on the table, the middle-aged man thought for a while before saying, "A writer."

"writer?"

"It seems that you really don't remember anything." The middle-aged man stood up straight away. He seemed to have sensed something was wrong and was about to leave immediately.

"Don't rush away, can we have a good chat?"

"When you really make up your mind, come to me again." The writer is not sloppy, as if he stays here for a second, it will be more dangerous.

"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 and put something in Chen Ge's palm: "If you want, then come alone Find me here."

After speaking, the writer hurriedly blended into the crowd and disappeared quickly.

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 waiver agreement, Chen Ge left the Paradise Restaurant thoughtfully.

He was walking in the park wearing the killer suit in the haunted house. After seeing Chen Ge, many adults who brought their children to the amusement park quickly covered their children's eyes, and many people took pictures of Chen Ge.

"Chen Ge!" Zhang Ya, who was dressed as a ghost in red, trotted after him: "Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

"I just now..." Chen Ge did not hide from Zhang Ya: "I met Zhang Wenyu."

"Let's go back and talk about it. It's not good for the two of us to be seen by tourists." Zhang Ya dragged Chen Ge back to the haunted house. After a simple lunch, they started their afternoon work again.

Busy until five or six o'clock, the haunted house closed, Chen Ge changed out of the killer suit, and began to sort out the props and mechanisms inside the scene.

He was walking on the floor when he suddenly heard footsteps.

Turning his head to look, Chen Ge found that Zhang Ya came up from downstairs.

"What's up?"

"I have nothing to do, 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 them with me."

"I don't remember him at all. Maybe we met before. He seems to know my past." Chen Ge had a headache, and he pressed his temple.

"Then go to him and ask him clearly, no matter the past is good or bad, it is the you you used to be, with your memory and the truest self." Zhang Ya has been encouraging Chen Ge.

"But if my past is bad, will it even affect the present?" Chen Ge leaned against the corridor of the haunted house, and the cold wall made him calm down slowly: "I know very well that what I have now is what I have been longing for before. If I had never experienced this feeling, maybe I could easily choose to give up, but now I am so sad that I don’t even dare to risk a certain decision.”

As Chen Ge was speaking, his cold hands suddenly felt warm.

Looking down, Chen Ge found that Zhang Ya gently grabbed his hand.

"Zhang Ya?"

"Didn't you say it last night? No matter where I am, I will stand with you, inseparable. So don't worry about whether to pursue the past or maintain the present. What you have 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 haunted house business is getting better and better, and Zhang Ya's parents are very happy. They bought wine and vegetables, and ate with Chen Ge until very late before leaving.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Chen Ge, who was alone in the prop room, suddenly heard the sound of the window being opened.

He picked up the hammer in the toolbox, leaned his 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 terrain of the haunted house, and his eyesight is ridiculously good, so he gave himself an absolute advantage in an instant.

Holding the hammer in his hand, Chen Ge held his breath. He listened carefully, and followed the slight footsteps to the door of the staff lounge.

Just outside the staff lounge, stood a dark figure.

He approached quietly, walking without making a sound, and the black shadow didn't even notice that there was another person a few meters behind him.

He twisted the doorknob, as if he was worrying about how to open the door, when his neck was suddenly strangled by a huge force.

"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 he was dripping with cold sweat.

"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 a familiar voice, Chen Ge let go of the figure and turned on the lights in the corridor.

Zuo Han, who was wearing a shabby brown coat, was lying on the ground, panting heavily.

"It turned out to be a roommate! Why didn't you say hello to me when you came in?"

"Have you given me time to talk yet!" Zuo Han rubbed his neck, and when he raised his head, Chen Ge's brows instantly frowned.

There was a seven centimeter long wound on Zuo Han's left eye, and his left eye seemed to have been removed.

"Your eyes?" Chen Ge put down the hammer and quickly helped Zuo Han up.

"It's a deal." Zuo Han said indifferently.

"Are you trading your own eyes?" Chen Ge was also taken aback by Zuo Han's ruthlessness: "Are you talking to a doctor from 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 Doctor Gao that day, saying that I would be with you at night When I went to the treatment room to receive treatment, I felt something was wrong at the time, and another doctor gave me a hint. If I continue to do so, I will suffer from it, so I decisively 'break out'."

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, including 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 in the treatment.

"Zuo Han, do you remember the last name of the doctor who gave you the hint?"

"I don't know who left the reminder for me, but according to my guess, it must be a doctor in the hospital who could give me the reminder 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, it was because the hospital did not pay attention to Zuo Han. He did not know that Zuo Han had already doubted his memory, and secondly, because a doctor was secretly helping him. And the doctor who secretly helped Zuo Han was probably Dr. Sun. After all, only by helping Zuo Han leave can 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 use eyeballs to make a deal?" 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 the horrific wound on Zuo Han's body, Chen Ge brought the medicine box from the haunted house: "What have you been doing all this time?"

"I'm wanted by the whole city right now, so I'll make a long story short." Zuo Han got up and closed the curtains, and said after making sure that there was no one outside: "I don't know if the world we live in is realistic, but I can be sure that when you Doom and terror come when there is doubt about the world."