Chapter 1185: Make a Decision

"As long as you have doubts about the world, doom will come?" Chen Ge gently shook his head: "The only sporadic memories in my mind tell me that even if I just live, I will be tortured by doom and despair."

"It's different." Zuo Han touched the wound on his left eye, it seemed that new flesh was growing, so it was a little itchy: "Your previous memories may come from reality, reality has always been cruel, and everything you experience now is more like It was a dream, a dream from which I could not wake up."

"Since I woke up in the hospital, I haven't had a dream at night. From this point of view, your guess is reasonable." Chen Ge poured a glass of water for Zuo Han, but Zuo Han couldn't even touch it. Do not touch, he is very cautious.

"Your body recovered quickly, and your eyes became gentle. I know that you actually understand a lot, but you don't want to admit it now, because you have the beauty and the taste of happiness, so you don't want to break it with your own hands. " Zuo Han is not only smart, but also extremely insightful. He can see a lot of things from Chen Ge's various expressions and tone of voice.

Hearing Zuo Han's words, Chen Ge didn't answer, and he always asked himself back, but there was no answer.

"If this is just a dream, doubt will lead to bad luck and tear up all the good things, but in the end, even if you wake up from the dream, don't you still have to return to the 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 experienced? You were not like this in the hospital ward. At that time you It makes me feel like a ghost with a hidden vengeance."

"I didn't experience anything special, I just lived the simplest life. If I had to say something, I should have 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 secure 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: "Dreams will eventually wake up." 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 rubbed off.

"I'm a wanted criminal now, and this is the last time I'll take the initiative to come to you." Seeing that Chen Ge had accepted the note, Zuo Han was about to leave: "This city looks beautiful on the surface, but in fact it's full of people under its glamorous skin. It's a festering wound that slowly swallows you down when you don't want to leave."

"I'll think about it carefully."

"Well, another thing I want to tell you is that I once stole a white mobile phone from the hospital.

After opening it, there are all kinds of curse words inside, and there are a lot of curse-related mini-games. At first I thought this was a special case, but after I peeked at the mobile phones of other nurses and doctors in the hospital, I discovered that there were many curse-related games and applets installed in the white phones of all the people in the hospital. If you see someone using a white phone in the future, remember not to get too close to him. "After Zuo Han finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and left through the window of the bathroom of the haunted house.

After closing the window, Chen Ge's face was gloomy. He leaned against the door of the toilet cubicle, his brain was running fast.

"I originally had a lot of memory fragments in my mind, which was a completely different life. The doctor in the hospital told me that those memories were all my delusions, but after seeing the seven glass jars in the dean's office, I can For sure, that experience does exist." Chen Ge is actually very clear that if those memory fragments are real, then the city he lives in now is likely to be fake.

"The hospital agreed to discharge me only after it found that all the memory fragments in my mind had disappeared, but the crux of the problem was that Dr. Sun reminded me when I was discharged that the treatment had just begun."

"Eliminating my past memories is only the first step in the treatment. Next, they should start to reshape my memory, so that I will 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, let me discard it reluctantly, and even made myself a defender of the rules."

Chen Ge's eyes were cold: "They had good ideas, but there were too many accidents in the middle, the escape of the patient Zhang Wenyu, Zuo Han's doubts about the world, Dr. Sun's help, and most importantly, something seemed to happen to Zhang Ya. Variety."

He remembered very clearly that when he saw Zhang Ya in the hospital, there were blood beads formed by the blood words that got into Zhang Ya's body.

"In the beginning, the meaning of Zhang Ya's existence 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 scary 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 makes me sink, but my life is not just me alone." A blurred figure appeared in Chen Ge's mind: "The second personality in my heart was dug out in the brain maze. , the patient who is still being tortured in the hospital, the child who was cut up and put into a glass jar, Dr. Sun with his face covered in scars, and even Zhang Ya."

Thinking back to the day when we went shopping, when Chen Ge was making dolls, he instinctively made Zhang Ya in his heart with both hands.

Chen Ge, who was proficient in puppet making, had already discovered the problem at that time. The puppet he made, Zhang Ya, was dressed in blood, with negative emotions engraved all over his body. It was not Zhang Ya with ghostly makeup at all, but a terrifying The ultimate fierce god.

The Zhang Ya made by instinct is not the same as the people around her, or the Zhang Ya in the haunted house is just a part of the real Zhang Ya.

Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked down at the note in his palm. There were four words written on the front of the note - Ping An Apartment, and the location of Ping An Apartment was probably marked on the back.

"Dr. Sun helped me escape from the hospital, explaining that the way to wake up from the 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 while, he turned 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, Chen Ge put it back into the house again: "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, and 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 going to play this time. You take a good look at the house. I'll be back before dawn."

In the end, Chen Ge didn't bring the white cat with him. According to the reminder on the note, he took a taxi to a specialty restaurant that was relatively close to Ping'an Apartment.

Taxi drivers in Xinhai seldom come to such remote places. When Chen Ge got off the bus, the other party kept telling him not to wander around the suburbs alone at night.

Chen Ge came to that restaurant to prevent being followed, and then he was going to walk to the apartment.

But it happened that he hadn't eaten much all day and was hungry, so he went directly into the restaurant.

Ping An Apartment is located in the western suburbs of Xinhai. This place is very desolate. Before Chen Ge came here, he did not expect that there would be a specialty restaurant that is more famous in Xinhai.

The small shop is famous for its "boiled stew" and "game". Later, after the city banned the business of game, the shop hastily clarified with people, saying that all the meat in the shop is domestic, but because of the unique seasoning formula, So the taste will be extremely delicious.

The store is small, there are no private rooms, and there are only five or six low wooden tables in the lobby.

"I'm sorry, we have closed our business." There was a big fat man standing at the cash register. He was wearing a dirty apron and had a very obvious scar on his face.

"I came here from the urban area to eat. What else do you have here? Just get me a piece." Chen Ge smelled the meat in the shop and felt even hungrier. He found a seat and sat down. Next, flip through the menu.

"There are still some dishes, but the meat is gone. The meat here sells very fast." The fat chef finished the work at hand, and walked to Chen Ge with the menu: "There are still some dumplings in the refrigerator, how about I make them for you?" Dumplings stuffed with wild boar?"

"I don't like game very much, so you can order whatever you want." Chen Ge looked up at the chef, who was also looking down at him.

The two saw each other's face for an instant, and then something weird happened.

The scar on the fat chef's face began to twist, his body seemed to be frozen, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.

"You know me?" Chen Ge narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know!" The chef replied decisively. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the back kitchen as if fleeing for his life, but Chen Ge grabbed his shoulder.

"I really don't know you? Then why did you leave? What's your name?" Chen Ge looked at his body without much flesh, 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 admitted my mistake. You look so much like a policeman. I thought you were here to investigate wild game." The chef didn't dare to turn his head, his voice was very low.

"You're lying." Chen Ge's arm was even stronger: "Say, what's your name?"

"My name is Chi Longtou, and I'm a cook. Please let me go." The cook begged.

"Eat faucet? Luzhu restaurant?" Chen Ge felt vaguely familiar. He pressed the chef against the wall and reached out to touch the scar on the chef's face.

From the point of view of body size, the chef is much taller than Chen Ge, but in fact, the chef didn't even have the thought of resisting.

"The wound on your face hasn't scabbed yet, and the wound is not deep. It seems to be scratched out bit by bit with something. Is this some kind of punishment?" Chen Ge's fingers touched the edge of the wound, and the chef bared in pain. Grinning his teeth: "The periphery of the wound is extremely irregular, as if every time it is about to scab, you have to scratch it again. It must be very painful, right?"

Hearing Chen Ge's words, the chef's legs went limp. He knelt down on the ground, his face ashen ashes: "Chen Ge, let's just pretend we haven't met, okay? I've never met you, and you've never entered My hotel."

"You still know my name?" Singer Chen's strength became stronger. He was sure that this was the first time he saw Chi Longtou, but the other party knew him, which showed that there was some kind of intersection between the two before. That intersection is also a proof of past memory.

The chef wanted to slap his own mouth. He had a bitter face, and he didn't even dare to speak casually.

"Answer me a few questions honestly. If I am satisfied, I will not bother you anymore. 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 It didn't show up.

"You ask, I will tell you everything I know." The chef got up from the ground as if resigned to his fate, and he trotted and closed the door of the restaurant.

"First of all, the first question, where did you meet me?" Chen Ge was most curious about this point. He was going to ask Zhang Wenyu about his past tonight, but he didn't expect to meet this strange chef.

"It's in Xinhai Braised Cooking Restaurant, not behind the door..." The chef said, the world in front of him was covered with 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 tear open inexplicably, and the chef's face was covered with blood.

Covering his face, the chef 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 that was slowly solidifying, but he didn't feel disgusted or disgusted. He seemed to be used to the color of blood.

Chen Ge felt very familiar with the sticky and warm feeling when his fingers touched the blood on the ground, and a thought popped up from the depths of his mind: "This is real blood."

It took ten minutes for the chef to regain his sanity.

He stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed Chen Ge's shoe: "I can't say that, I will die."

"Actually, in your current state, I feel that life is better than death. Maybe you have some concerns." Chen Ge helped 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 chef's body trembled with pain. He took a rag, dipped it in his own blood, and wrote on the ground. Every time he wrote a word, he would wipe it off immediately—this is the place behind the door to punish the sick.

"A place to punish the sick?"

With trembling fingers, the chef wrote another line - don't run away, you will die if you want, help me.

He wiped off all the blood on the ground, covered his face and returned to the back kitchen.

Ever since Chen Ge saw the blood on the ground, he began to have a very bad premonition.

Pursue the truth, and doom will come, and now it seems that doom has come.