In the rainy city, on the empty street, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya stood next to each other under the umbrella.
"Those dreams are too real, like the world in the dream is reality."
Looking into Zhang Ya's eyes, Chen Ge's lips opened, but he did not say what he wanted to say. He hesitated for a while before moving his eyes away. "I can't tell which is reality, but it doesn't matter. No matter where we are, I will stand by your side."
The raindrops fell into the puddles by the roadside, and the reflected neon lights rippled.
Zhang Ya leaned lightly against Chen Ge. She had not told anyone about the pain that she had been suffering, and now that she had said it, the anxiety and fear in her heart slowly disappeared.
Neither of them wanted to break this temporary happiness. They walked in the rain for a long time.
The rain continued to fall, and Chen Ge called a taxi to send Zhang Ya home.
When Zhang Ya got out, she told Chen Ge something else.
Some time ago, a young man by the name of Zhang Wenyu had visited the Haunted House. He looked no different from the other visitors, and Zhang Ya only found out that his name was Zhang Wenyu after reading the disclaimer.
After Zhang Ya returned home, Chen Ge called a taxi to return to the Haunted House. He opened the cabinet that stored the disclaimers and looked through them one by one. In the end, he found twelve disclaimers with Zhang Wenyu's name on them.
Looking at the dates, Zhang Wenyu's appearance has become more and more frequent. Originally, he only appeared once a week, but ever since I arrived at the Haunted House, this name has appeared almost every day. Chen Ge was responsible for acting as the ghost on the third floor, and the visitors outside were mainly handled by Zhang Ya. Due to the busy schedule, no one had paid attention to the disclaimers.
Zhang Wenyu came to find me, so perhaps he has already seen me. Chen Ge held the disclaimer and sat down next to the wooden table. Why are there so many people called Zhang Wenyu? Zuo Han had seen the patient list in the night doctor's on-call room. Why did tens of thousands of patients named Zhang Wenyu appear on the same day? "
Massaging his temples, Chen Ge's mind did not have any memories related to Zhang Wenyu. The locked memory fragments had been transferred to the glass jar, and there were only a few scattered memories that had been unlocked.
After putting away all the disclaimers with Zhang Wenyu's name, Chen Ge walked toward the staff breakroom. When he passed the Haunted House's toilet, he subconsciously glanced into it. The door to the toilet cubicle had been closed by someone.
Opening the cubicle door, Chen Ge walked into the resting room. He hugged the white cat and looked out the window at the rain that was getting heavier.
"I know a lot of things from the past, but none of them are good."
Chen Ge raised his hand as if he was reaching out to the night sky.
"Now I have the happiness that I once dreamed of, but time will not stop at this moment."
Picking up the white cat, Chen Ge looked at the cat's heterochromatic eyes. "If you were me, what would you choose?"
Chen Ge was asking the white cat, but he was also asking himself.
The rain stopped after midnight. Chen Ge tossed and turned before finally falling asleep.
…
Opening his eyes, the sun shone on his face through the window. Chen Ge rubbed his head and crawled out of bed. "A new day has begun."
He put on his clothes and carried the white cat into the toilet to wash up. When he lifted his head to look at the mirror, he realized that the cubicle door behind him had been closed again.
"I remember opening it before I went to sleep last night. Why is it closed now? Is it because of the wind? "
Chen Ge opened the cubicle door again and looked inside. It was a normal toilet cubicle; there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.
"This feels weird."
After a simple cleaning, Chen Ge opened the gate of the Haunted House and started the day's business.
The first to arrive at work was Zhang Ya. After the two of them went shopping last night, their relationship had gotten much closer.
Zhang Ya's parents seemed to want to create as much time as possible for the two of them to be alone, so they arrived at the Haunted House after a long time.
Xin Hai Theme Park opened at 9 am. The visitors swarmed in and formed a long queue before the Haunted House.
Chen Ge who was dressed as a murderer pulled back the curtain of one of the windows on the second floor and observed everything in the dark.
For the whole morning, there was no accident at the Haunted House.
When it was lunchtime, Chen Ge who was dressed as a murderer started to read through the disclaimers that he had received that morning.
After the visitors signed the disclaimers, the disclaimers would be placed inside the cupboard inside the Haunted House. Therefore, from the placement of the disclaimers, one could estimate the time of the visitors' visit.
Chen Ge just flipped through two of them when he stopped. The disclaimer that he was holding had the name Zhang Wenyu written on it!
"He shouldn't have gone far!"
He took the disclaimer and found Zhang Ya. After Zhang Ya thought about it, she said that the person who signed the disclaimer was a middle-aged man. The man had a presence about him and his eyes were sharp, making it hard for people to look him in the eye.
After knowing the man's appearance, Chen Ge rushed out of the Haunted House with the disclaimer. He did not even change his clothes. His whole body was covered in red paint, it looked very scary. "Zhang Wenyu, where could he be?"
Passing through the tree-lined path, Chen Ge stopped at the junction in the middle of the theme park. There were too many visitors around him. Even with his good eyesight, it was difficult to find the man in the crowd.
"He keeps coming to the Haunted House, it should be because he wants to see me, but why didn't he leave any message?"
After stopping at the junction for a long time, just as Chen Ge was about to give up, he noticed there was a man looking at him from the corner of the theme park's restaurant.
"Is it him?"
Without hesitation, Chen Ge walked into the restaurant with the disclaimer and sat down next to the man.
Studying the man before him at such a close distance, a sense of familiarity rose in Chen Ge's heart. He felt like he had found the right person.
"Long time no see." The middle-aged man took a sip of the coffee in his cup and leaned against the back of the chair.
"Long time no see? This should be the first time we've met. "Chen Ge placed the disclaimer on the table." You are Zhang Wenyu? "
"I am part of Zhang Wenyu, you can call me …" His fingers tapping on the table, the middle-aged man thought for a while before saying, "Author."
"Author?"
"Looks like you really don't remember anything." The middle-aged man stood up directly. He seemed to have sensed that something was wrong and prepared to leave.
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, can we have a good chat?"
"When you've really made up your mind, come find me." The author did not hesitate, it was as if the longer he stayed there, the more danger he would be in.
"What kind of mind?" Chen Ge grabbed the author's wrist.
"When the truth is so cruel that you'll regret it after you find out, will you still be willing to pursue the truth?" The author pulled Chen Ge's hand away and placed something in Chen Ge's palm. "If you're willing, then come find me here alone."
After that, the author hurriedly blended into the crowd and soon disappeared.
Chen Ge lowered his head to look at his palm. There was a napkin placed there, and on the napkin was a name — Ping An Apartments.
Putting the napkin and the disclaimer away, Chen Ge left the restaurant with a pensive expression on his face.
He walked around the theme park in the Haunted House's killer outfit. Many adults who brought their children to the theme park quickly covered their children's eyes when they saw Chen Ge, many of them took pictures of Chen Ge.
"Chen Ge!" Zhang Ya, who was dressed as a Red Specter, jogged over to chase after him. "Why did you suddenly come here?"
"Just now, I …" Chen Ge did not hide anything from Zhang Ya. "I saw Zhang Wenyu."
"We'll talk about it when we get back, it's not good for the visitors to see us like this." Zhang Ya dragged Chen Ge back to the Haunted House. After a simple lunch, they started their afternoon work.
They busied themselves until 6 pm. The Haunted House closed for business. Chen Ge changed out of the killer outfit and started to clean up the props and traps inside the scenario.
He was walking down the stairs when he heard footsteps.
Turning to look, Chen Ge saw Zhang Ya walking up the stairs.
"How can I help you?"
"I'm fine, but ever since you saw Zhang Wenyu, you've been distracted." Zhang Ya walked to stand before Chen Ge. "Is he your old friend? If you run into any trouble, feel free to discuss it with me. "
"I don't remember him at all. Perhaps we used to know each other. He seems to know about my past." Chen Ge felt a headache coming on, and he pressed on his temples.
"Then go find him and ask him. No matter what happened in the past, it's your past. You have your memories and your real self." Zhang Ya kept encouraging Chen Ge.
"But what if my past is so bad that it will affect my present self?" Chen Ge leaned against the Haunted House's corridor. The cold walls slowly calmed him down. "I know very well that what I have now is what I've been longing for. If I've never experienced this feeling, perhaps I can choose to give it up easily, but now I'm very reluctant to do so. I don't even dare take the risk to make a decision. "
As Chen Ge spoke, his cold hands suddenly felt a trace of warmth.
Lowering his head to look, Chen Ge realized that Zhang Ya had grabbed his hands lightly.
"Zhang Ya?"
"Didn't you say that last night? No matter where we are, I will stand by your side, and we will never leave each other's side. So, don't worry about the past or the present. What you need to do is find your real self. " Zhang Ya held Chen Ge's hand. "Let's go. Don't think so much. We're going to have dinner. My mother has bought a lot of food."
The Haunted House's business was getting better, and Zhang Ya's parents were very happy. They bought wine and food and ate with Chen Ge until late.
When it was almost 10 pm, Chen Ge, who was alone in the prop room, suddenly heard the window open.
He grabbed the hammer from the toolbox, leaned against the wall, and hid his body in the shadows.
Chen Ge did not go to find the person who had entered but went to the main control room and switched off all the lights.
He was very familiar with the layout of the Haunted House, and with his ridiculously good eyesight, he gained the upper hand in an instant.
Holding the hammer, Chen Ge held his breath. He perked up his ears and followed the light footsteps to the door of the staff breakroom.
There was a black shadow standing outside the breakroom.
He approached silently, and his footsteps were silent. The shadow did not notice there was another person several meters behind him.
He twisted the doorknob like he was trying to figure out how to open the door when his neck was strangled by a strong force.
"What is your name? Why would you enter the Haunted House at midnight? "The chilling voice echoed in the shadow's ears, and cold sweat poured down his face.
"Chen Ge? I am Zuo Han! Zuo Han! We're on the same side! "the shadow screamed, and it was clear that he was really afraid.
"Zuo Han?" Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Ge let go of the shadow and switched on the lights in the corridor.
Zuo Han, who was wearing an old brown jacket, was lying on the ground, gasping for air.
"Oh, it's my roommate! Why didn't you tell me you were coming in? "
"Did you even give me the time to talk?" Zuo Han rubbed his neck. When he raised his head, Chen Ge's brows instantly creased.
There was a seven centimeter long wound on Zuo Han's left eye. His left eye appeared to have been removed.
"Your eye?" Chen Ge put down the mallet and quickly helped Zuo Han up.
"It's a trade," Zuo Han said casually.
"You used your own eye to trade?" Chen Ge was also shocked by Zuo Han's cruelty. "Was it from the doctor at the hospital?"
"No, I escaped from the hospital as soon as you went to the treatment room for treatment." Zuo Han thought back to what happened one month ago. "That day, I received the notice from Doctor Gao, saying that I would be going to the treatment room with you that night. At the time, I knew something was wrong, and another doctor gave me a hint. Indecisiveness leads to trouble, so I decided to 'escape'. "
Chen Ge was also reminded of that night. When Doctor Gao gave him his first treatment, there were seven people in the treatment room, five of them were patients and two were doctors.
At the time, Doctor Gao said that two of the patients had escaped, so he and Doctor Sun had to replace the patients to participate in the treatment.
"Zuo Han, do you still remember the name of the doctor who gave you the hint?"
"I have no idea who gave me the hint but based on my speculation, the person who gave me the hint must be a doctor from the hospital." Zuo Han's deductive ability was very strong.
Chen Ge nodded. He believed that the reason why Zuo Han was able to escape was because the hospital did not pay much attention to Zuo Han and did not know that Zuo Han had already started to doubt his memory. Secondly, there was a doctor who was secretly helping him. And this doctor who was secretly helping Zuo Han was most likely Doctor Sun. After all, only by helping Zuo Han escape would he have the chance to participate in Chen Ge's treatment.
"If you did not make a deal with a doctor, then who else in this city would use an eyeball to make a deal?" Chen Ge led Zuo Han into the staff breakroom and had him sit on the bed.
"The eyeball is a deal but also a price." Zuo Han pulled open the zipper of his jacket to reveal his collarbone and the wounds on his chest that had not healed. "These are the price for investigating the truth."
Looking at the ghastly wounds on Zuo Han's body, Chen Ge took out the first aid kit from the haunted house. "What have you been doing during this period of time?"
"I am currently wanted by the whole city so I will cut the long story short." Zuo Han stood up and pulled the curtain. After making sure there was no one outside, he said, "I do not know whether the world that we are in is the real world or not but I am sure of one thing, when you start to doubt this world, tragedy and terror will descend."
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