My House of Horrors - Chapter 1184 Are you willing to destroy your dreams by yourself

In a raining city and an empty old street, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya stood together holding umbrellas.

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

Looking at Zhang Ya's eyes, Chen Ge's mouth opened slightly, but after all he didn't say what he wanted to say. He hesitated for a while before looking away: "I don't know which side is reality, but it doesn't matter. No matter where I am, I will stand with you, inseparable."

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

Zhang Ya lightly leaned on Chen Ge. The pain she had endured during this period of time had not been told to others. At this time, after she finally said it, her inner anxiety and fear slowly disappeared.

Neither of them wants to break this short-lived beauty, they walked far in the rain.

The rain continued to increase, and Chen Ge took a taxi to take 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 had visited the haunted house. The tourist looked no different from other tourists. Zhang Ya also found out that he was named Zhang Wenyu after reading the exemption agreement.

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

"Looking at the date, Zhang Wenyu appears more and more frequently. It originally appeared once a week. Since I arrived at the haunted house, this name has appeared on the agreement almost every day." Chen Ge is responsible for playing a ghost on the third floor of the haunted house, outside Zhang Ya is the main tourist in the reception, because of the very busy, everyone has not paid attention to the exemption agreement.

"Zhang Wenyu came to me, maybe he has seen me." Chen Ge took the disclaimer agreement and sat at the wooden table: "Why are there so many people named Zhang Wenyu? Zuo Han sees the case in the overnight shift doctor's duty room Single, why do these tens of thousands of patients named Zhang Wenyu appear on the same day?"

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

Collected all the exemption agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name, Chen Ge walked to the staff lounge, and when he passed the haunted house bathroom, he subconsciously glanced inside. The toilet cubicle door did not know who had closed it.

Opening the compartment door casually, Chen Ge entered the lounge. He held the white cat and watched the heavier rain outside the window.

"I know a lot of things in the past, but none of those things are beautiful."

Chen Ge raised his hand as if to stretch out into the night sky.

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

Picking up the white cat, Chen Ge looked at the white cat's heterochromatic pupils: "If you were me, how would you choose?"

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

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

...

Opening his eyes, the sun shone on his face through the window, Chen Ge rubbed his head and got up from the bed: "A new day has begun."

He got dressed and took the white cat into the bathroom to prepare to wash. When he looked up in the mirror, he realized that the toilet cubicle door behind him was closed again at some unknown time.

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

Chen Ge opened the compartment door again and looked inside. This is a very ordinary toilet compartment 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 first came to work. After the two went shopping together last night, the relationship got closer.

Zhang Ya's parents seemed to deliberately want to make as much time as possible for the two to be alone, and it took a long time to get to the haunted house.

Xinhai Paradise opened at 9 o'clock in the morning, and tourists flocked to the haunted house in a long line.

Dressed as a murderer, Chen Ge opened the curtain of a window on the second floor and watched everything secretly.

Throughout the morning, there was no accident in the haunted house.

When it was time for lunch to eat, Chen Ge, wearing a murderous suit, began to read the morning's exemption agreement.

After the tourists sign the exemption agreement, the agreement will be stored in the cabinet inside the haunted house one by one, so from the location of the agreement, the time when the tourists come to play can be roughly estimated.

As soon as Chen Ge flipped the two, he stopped, and the exemption agreement in his hand happened to have the words Zhang Wenyu written on it!

"It shouldn't be far!"

He took the agreement and found Zhang Ya. 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 that made people afraid to look at him.

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

Crossing the tree-lined path, Chen Ge stopped at the 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 among the crowd at this time.

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

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

"is it him?"

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

Looking closely at the man in front of him, Chen Ge had a familiar feeling in his heart. He felt that he had made no mistake.

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

"Long time no see? We should have met for the first time." Chen Ge put the disclaimer agreement on the table: "Are you Zhang Wenyu?"

"I'm a part of Zhang Wenyu, you can call me..." The middle-aged man thought for a while before he said: "The writer."

"writer?"

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

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

"When you really make up your mind, come find me again." The writer didn't make a fuss. It seemed that every second he stayed here would be a little more dangerous.

"What determination?" Chen Ge grabbed the writer's wrist.

"When the truth is cruel to the point where you will regret it when you know it, are you still willing to pursue the truth?" The writer opened 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 rushed into the crowd and disappeared quickly.

Chen Ge looked down at his palm, where there was a napkin on which was written a place name-Ping An Apartment.

After putting away the napkin and the exemption agreement, Chen Ge left the paradise restaurant thoughtfully.

He walked in the paradise wearing the murderous suit in the haunted house. After seeing Chen Ge, many adults who came to the amusement park with their children quickly covered the eyes of their children, and many people took pictures of Chen Ge.

"Chen Ge!" Zhang Ya, dressed as a scarlet ghost, ran after him: "Why did you come here suddenly?"

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

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

Busy till five or six o'clock, the business of the haunted house ended, Chen Ge replaced the murderous suit and began to organize the props and mechanisms inside the scene.

He was walking on the floor and suddenly heard footsteps.

Turning to look around, Chen Ge found Zhang Ya came up from downstairs.

"Problems?"

"I'm fine, but you have been absent-minded since you met Zhang Wenyu." Zhang Ya walked to Chen Ge, "Is he your former friend? If you encounter difficulties, you can discuss with me."

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

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

"But if my past is bad, will it even affect the present?" Chen Ge leaned back against the hallway of the haunted house, and the cold wall slowly calmed him down: "I know very well that what I have now is what I always wanted. If I have never experienced this feeling, I may choose to give up easily, but now I am very reluctant, and I dare not even take the risk of making a certain decision."

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

Looking down, Chen Ge found 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: "Go, don't think about it so much, let's go to dinner, my mother bought a lot of food."

The business of the haunted house is getting better and better. Zhang Ya's parents are very happy. They bought wine and vegetables and ate with Chen Ge until late before leaving.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, 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 and leaned his back against the wall, hiding his body in the shadows.

Chen Ge did not go directly to the person who came in, but first went to the master control room and turned off all the lights in the haunted house.

He is very familiar with the terrain of the haunted house, coupled with his good eyesight, so he gave himself an absolute advantage in an instant.

With a tool hammer in hand, Chen Ge held his breath. He listened with his ears upright and followed the subtle footsteps to the door of the staff lounge.

Just outside the staff lounge, a dark shadow stood.

He approached quietly, without a sound when he walked, and the dark shadow did not notice that there was another person a few meters behind him.

He twisted the doorknob, seeming to be worried about how to open the door, 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 ear of the figure, and his cold sweat ran down.

"Chen Ge?! I'm Zuo Han! Zuo Han! My own!" The figure yelled, showing that he was really scared.

"Zuo Han?" Hearing a familiar voice, Chen Ge released the figure and turned on the lights in the corridor.

Zuo Han, wearing a shabby brown coat, was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

"So it's a roommate! Why don't you come in and say hello to me?"

"Have you given me time to speak!" Zuo Han rubbed his neck. After he raised his head, Chen Ge's eyebrows 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 tool hammer and quickly helped Zuo Han up.

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

"You trade with your own eyes?" Chen Ge was also startled by Zuo Han's fierceness: "Is it with the doctor in the hospital?"

"No, I escaped from the hospital as early as when you went to the treatment room for treatment." Zuo Han recalled a month ago: "I received a notice from Doctor Gao that day that I would be with you at night When I went to the treatment room for treatment, I felt something was wrong at the time, and another doctor gave me a reminder. When Duan continued to suffer from the chaos, I decisively escaped from prison."

Chen Ge also remembered the situation that night. When Doctor Gao treated himself 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, what is the last name of the doctor who hinted to you, do you remember?"

"I don't know who left me the reminder, but according to my speculation, the doctor in the hospital must be the doctor inside the hospital who can remind me at that time." Zuo Han has a strong reasoning ability.

Chen Ge nodded. He felt that Zuo Han could escape smoothly. Firstly, because the hospital didn't pay attention to Zuo Han, he didn't know that Zuo Han had already doubted his memory, and secondly because there was a doctor secretly helping him. And this doctor who secretly helped Zuo Han was probably Dr. Sun. After all, only by helping Zuo Han to leave can he have the opportunity to participate in Chen Ge's treatment.

"You're not making a deal with a 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 transaction and a price." Zuo Han pulled the zipper on his coat and revealed the unhealed wounds on his collarbone and chest: "This is the price for investigating the truth."

Looking at Zuo Han's crippling wound, Chen Ge brought the medicine box from the haunted house: "What are you doing all this time?"

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