Vaguely, he heard many unclear voices, which were hysterical, twisted and crazy. He couldn't hear the details clearly, so he could only squat down and stare blankly at the little girl's increasingly cold body.
Those sounds gradually fade away, getting further and further away,
His body and consciousness gradually moved further and further away.
In dreams, space is layered, indescribable and orderly within chaos.
Dreams are the carrier of human subconsciousness. Chen An knew that this dream came from him, and what he dreamed about also happened before.
When people are young, they have a subconscious ability. The purpose of this ability is to prevent the spirit from being severely damaged, so as to subconsciously forget some extremely bad things.
Chen An couldn't control his dreams, but this dream was indeed his subconscious desire.
Not only because seeing Chen Wudao reminded him of his childhood,
It was also because his subconscious thought that it was time for him to get back the forgotten memories at this moment.
The picture is stretched as if it has entered a kaleidoscope. Different from the familiar colors, the kaleidoscope in Chen An's dream is gray and white.
From a third-person perspective, he saw himself in a coma and being placed in a coffin.
Seeing it again, he sat up from the coffin.
The next moment "he" opened his eyes, what he saw were high-rise buildings and the modern city scenery that occupied an important position in his memory.
It was reasonable and logical from the orphanage, but now it seems absurd and illogical.
I received a large amount of money unexpectedly and went to elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college.
A person carries out the life of most ordinary people in a way of "not thinking about why".
Chen An felt like he was walking on the road,
This road is the most familiar street downstairs in his community.
This road is another kind of summary of "life", just like most people compare life to the road of life.
Chen An was walking on the street, and the people around him, like classmates, teachers, and friends in "real" life, appeared one by one, and as Chen An moved forward, they slowed down one by one until they fell behind.
As he walked, at the end, Chen An saw himself in front of the laptop, writing in front of the computer day and night.
Chen An thought that there was actually something wrong with him at that time.
The problem is that after experiencing that kind of thing when I was young, I was born as a second personality, and the first personality was always stripped away. This is inherently damaging to the spirit.
The manifestation in "reality" is probably that there is less emotion.
I have lost something, I believe in feelings again, and I have the ability to have true feelings again.
Because I have been injured and know how painful it is, subconsciously I am afraid.
That is, no longer trying to accommodate and establish an intimate relationship.
This kind of trauma will gradually be healed over time, the only question is how long it will take.
After all, one of the essences of being human is,
The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.
...The picture finally fell to one night.
Chen An scrolled through his phone boredly until he saw a message.
"A rule-based ghost story game, right? Eh? This one is kind of interesting."
...
Dreams are the carrier of the soul.
In the dream, Chen An opened his eyes, and what he saw was a dilapidated thatched house, and a little girl wearing bunny earrings, squatting on top of him and looking at him.
"Hi, you're awake!"
Chen An opened his eyes and held her wrist holding the basin.
Smiled: "Well, I'm awake."
Outside the thatched house, a hoarse voice came: "She...killed me..."
"Hehe, it turns out the key is the scarf."
"You killed me..."
"Stupid mule! Stupid woodchuck! Cowardly camel!"
"I'm no longer human."
Familiar sounds and images appeared in front of my eyes one after another, and then disappeared at an extremely fast speed.
"The ending... we all die, no one survives!"
"Chen An, we are humans, not monsters."
"Hello, I'm Liu Neng, you can also call me Zhao Si."
"You need to memorize the teachings of the Night Palace."
“Actually, the story world exists to purify pollution.”
"Chen An, come with me. We are the same kind. Let us take revenge on the desolation together."
...
The scene was finally fixed on that day, with the little girl running outside the car window.
Chen An leaned against the window, tilting his head and looking aimlessly at the empty seat opposite.
On the side is the smiling rabbit lying on the table.
...
Immediately afterwards, the dream began to pass at a faster speed.
Until, in the thatched house, Chen Wudao appeared.
"You can also call me, father."
The calm voice exploded in Chen An's mind like thunder.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the mottled ceiling with some peeling paint, and the shaky chandelier with only light bulbs.
"Hey, you're awake!"
The familiar words rang in his ears, and Chen An suddenly realized. Is the dream not over yet?
But the next second, he saw Wang Yi's face appearing in his field of vision.
Chen An's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was hanging upside down! It’s the Lord who hangs upside down!
He's still with me!
Recent memories quickly emerged in my heart, washed away by the baptism of dreams.
Where is Chen Wudao? He was also killed by the Hanged Lord!
There was bitterness in the corner of Chen An's mouth. He saw himself lying on the hotel bed, with no one beside him except Wang Yi.
The results are obvious.
Oh, okay, can I finally take a break?
Chen An closed his eyes.
"It's up to you." He said decadently.
Wang Yi was slightly startled, then coughed and said, "Well, what do you want to eat? Or drink?"
Chen An was stunned, opened his eyes, looked at Wang Yi, and smiled slightly:
"Is it the last supper before execution? It's okay, but...can it be gentler later? I'm afraid of pain."
"Before execution?" Wang Yi blinked.
He had been somewhat immersed in Chen Wudao's last words, which brought him some traces of "rebirth".
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Chen An didn't know what happened.
Hmm...then, what should I say?
Say, buddy, I was beaten into submission by your father. Now your father has gone to fight with my boss. I will escort you back to Funong and wait for his triumphant return.
Hmm... I have a feeling that Chen An won't believe it when he hears this.
On the other hand, consider what Chen Wudao said: "Everything can be said except the above."
Wang Yi decided that based on the principle of "if your son wants to know, I have to let him know", Chen An would say whatever he asked.
Chen An doesn't ask, he just acts as the Riddler.
At least this way you won't make a mistake.
"You..." Wang Yi sighed and looked at Chen An with a complicated look: "You have a good father."
A good father?
Chen An raised his eyebrows. So, Chen Wudao won the battle?
He pursed his lips and rubbed his temples again.
Well, things are no longer as simple as messing up, they are getting more complicated.
"What about others?" Chen An picked up the water on the bedside and moistened his dry throat.
"Going to fight with the true god." Wang Yi said.
"Poof!" Chen An squirted out the water, and some of it splashed on Wang Yi's body.
He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Wang Yi: "True God? Doesn't the True God not exist?"
Wang Yi blinked and said, "I don't know how to explain it to you...but in this world, gods do not exist."
"Oh." Chen An closed his eyes and tried hard to digest.
He did not suspect that Wang Yi was lying to him, but Wang Yi really had no need to lie to himself.
"Why did he go?" Chen An opened his eyes and asked.
"Well...because...how do I put it..." Wang Yi was a little confused. He hesitated and said: "You can understand that the owner hanging upside down is a company, and the real owner hanging upside down is a company. The boss of the company, the company is also named after the boss.
But the boss cannot leave the company.
As for me, I am an employee and can go on business trips to the company.
I discovered you, and my boss can remotely monitor me from the company to see that I discovered you.
Then... in order to solve the problem, your father decided to kill my boss. "
Chen An was stunned for a moment after hearing this. What does this mean...
But fortunately, as someone who has experienced the baptism of modern society where abstraction cannot be more abstract, he quickly figured it out.
"To...solve trouble?" Chen An said to himself.
"Well, it's my fault too, I saw you." Wang Yi touched his head, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
As for this matter, if you insist that you are right, that’s not right. You can’t find the reason.
Besides, we are all on this boat...just have a correct attitude.
"Yes, young master, this is for your sake, and it's my fault. I made a mistake and let the Hanged Lord notice you. He knows that you are the reincarnation of the Endless Traveler, so even if I don't do anything, you will dangerous..."
Wang Yi tried hard to find words in his mind that Chen An could understand.
"Probably...if I don't deal with my boss, you will be dealt with by my boss's destiny. This process will be longer, but it is also unavoidable..."
It is "destiny" after all.
"Oh." Chen An nodded in agreement: "So, the master you are referring to is Chen Wudao, and the young master you are referring to is me?"
Wang Yi said: "Yes, young master."
"Well..." Chen An blinked and said, "That's great." Then, he sat up, leaned on the bedside, and groped around the bedside, but couldn't find the cigarette.
Can't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Okay." Chen An said: "Thank you for telling me a dream story before I died."
He smiled: "I have to say, you are really a considerate executioner and a guy with a bad taste."
"Now I'm imagining that what you said is true. I'm in a good mood... Just think of it as good. Just go ahead and do it. I'm ready."
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