In the rainy city and the empty old street, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya stood together with umbrellas.

"Those dreams are too real, just like the world in the dream is reality."

Looking at Zhang Ya's eyes, Chen Ge's mouth opened slightly, but hesitated for a while and looked away: "I can't tell which side is the reality, but it doesn't matter. No matter where I am, I will stand with you and be inseparable."

Raindrops fall into the water on the roadside, and the reflected neon lights ripples.

Zhang Ya leaned gently on Chen Ge. She had never told anyone about the pain she had suffered during this period. After finally saying it, her inner anxiety and panic slowly disappeared.

Neither of them wanted to break this short beauty. They walked forward in the rain and walked a long way.

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

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

Some time ago, a young man named Zhang Wenyu visited the haunted house. The tourist looked no different from other tourists. Zhang Ya also found out that he was called Zhang Wenyu after reading the disclaimer agreement.

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

"Following 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 pretending to be a ghost on the third floor of the haunted house. The tourists outside are mainly Zhang Ya who is receiving them. Because of his very busyness, no one has paid attention to the disclaimer agreement.

"Zhang Wenyu has come to see me, maybe he has seen me." Chen Ge sat next to the wooden table with the disclaimer agreement: "Why are there so many people called Zhang Wenyu? Zuo Han has seen the case list of the night shift doctor's duty room, why do these tens of thousands of patients named Zhang Wenyu appear on the same day?"

Pressing his temple, 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 unblocked memories in his mind.

After putting away all the disclaimer agreements with Zhang Wenyu's name written on it, Chen Ge walked towards the employee lounge. When passing by the haunted bathroom, he subconsciously glanced inside. Someone had closed the door of the toilet compartment.

He opened the compartment door casually, and Chen Ge entered the lounge. He held the white cat and watched the rain getting heavier and heavier 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 he was about to reach into the night sky.

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

Holding the white cat, Chen Ge looked at the white cat's heterochromatic eyes: "If you were me, what would you choose?"

Chen Ge is asking the white cat and asking himself.

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

...

Opening his eyes, the sun shining 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 and took the white cat into the bathroom to wash. When he looked up at the mirror, he realized that the toilet compartment door behind him had been closed again.

"I remember I clearly turned it on before going to bed last night? Why is it closed again now? Is it the wind blowing?"

Chen Ge opened the compartment door and looked inside for a few more times. This was a very ordinary toilet compartment with no abnormalities.

"It always feels weird."

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

The first person to come to work was Zhang Ya. After the two went shopping together last night, their relationship became much closer.

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

Xinhai Paradise started business at 9 o'clock in the morning, and tourists flocked to the front of the haunted house.

Chen Ge, dressed as a murderer, opened the curtains of a window on the second floor and watched everything in secret.

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

When it was lunch, Chen Ge, wearing a murderer suit, began to read the morning disclaimer.

After the tourists sign the exemption agreement, the agreement will be stored in the cabinet inside the haunted house in turn, so the time when tourists come to play can be roughly calculated from the placement of the agreement.

Chen Ge just flipped through two pictures, and he stopped moving. At this time, the disclaimer agreement he was holding happened to have the words Zhang Wenyu written on it!

"It shouldn't be far away!"

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

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

After passing through the tree-lined path, Chen Ge stopped at the fork in the middle of the paradise. There were too many tourists around. Even if he had very good eyesight, it would be difficult to find that person among the crowd.

"He has been in the haunted house, probably because he wants to see me, but why didn't he leave some information?"

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

"Is it him?"

Chen Ge did not hesitate and walked into the restaurant directly with the disclaimer agreement and sat next to the man.

Looking at the man in front of him up close, Chen Ge felt a familiar feeling in his heart, and he felt that he had not made any mistakes.

"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? It's probably our first meeting." Chen Ge put the disclaimer agreement on the table: "You are Zhang Wenyu?"

"I am part of Zhang Wenyu, you can call me..." The middle-aged man thought for a while before saying, "Writer."

"writer?"

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

"Don't hurry to leave, can we have a good chat?"

"When you really make up your mind, come and find me." The writer did not delay any stuttering. It seemed that every time he stayed here for an extra second, he would be more dangerous.

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

"When the truth is so cruel that you will regret it when you know it, are you still willing to pursue the truth?" The writer pulled Chen Ge's hand away and put something in Chen Ge's palm: "If you want, then come here alone to find me."

After saying that, the writer hurriedly scrambled into the crowd and soon disappeared.

Chen Ge looked down at his palm, where there was a napkin with a place name written on it - Ping'an Apartment.

After putting away the napkin and the disclaimer agreement, Chen Ge left the Paradise Restaurant thoughtfully.

He was walking in the paradise wearing a murderer suit in the haunted house. Many adults who brought their children to the amusement park saw Chen Ge and quickly covered their children's eyes, and many people took photos of Chen Ge.

"Chen Ge!" Zhang Ya, dressed as a red-clothed evil spirit, trotted and chased after him: "Why did you suddenly run here?"

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

"Let's talk about it when we go back, it's not good for tourists to see us like this." Zhang Ya dragged Chen Ge back to the haunted house. After a simple lunch, they started working in the afternoon again.

It was five or six o'clock when the haunted house was open, Chen Ge changed into a murderer suit and began to sort out the props and mechanisms inside the scene.

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

Turning his head and looking, Chen Ge found that Zhang Ya was walking upstairs.

"What's up?"

"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, and he seemed to know my past." Chen Ge had a headache, and he pressed his temple.

"Then you go and ask him clearly. No matter whether it is good or bad in the past, it is the one you in the past, with your memories and the truest self." Zhang Ya has been encouraging Chen Ge.

"But if my past is bad, it will even affect the present?" Chen Ge leaned against the haunted house corridor, and the cold walls made him calm down slowly: "I know very well that what I have now is what I have always longed for. If I had never experienced this feeling, I might have easily chosen to give up, but now I am very reluctant to leave, and I don't even dare to take the risk of making a certain decision."

Chen Ge was talking when his cold hands suddenly felt a hint of warmth.

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

"Zhang Ya?"

"Didn't you say it last night? No matter where you are, I will stand with you and be 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 took Chen Ge's hand and said, "Let's go, don't think so much. Let's go for supper, 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 against the wall, and hid his body in the shadow.

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

He is very familiar with the haunted house terrain, and his vision is ridiculous, so he gave himself an absolute advantage in an instant.

Holding the tool hammer in hand, Chen Ge held his breath, he listened with his ears, followed the subtle footsteps, and came to the door of the employee lounge.

Just outside the employee lounge, there was a dark shadow standing.

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

He twisted the door handle, as if he was worried about how to open the door, and 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 ears, and his cold sweat flowed down.

"Chen Ge?! I am Zuo Han! Zuo Han! My own person!" The figure shouted loudly, and it could be seen that he was really scared.

"Zuo Han?" Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Ge let go of the figure and turned on the lights in the corridor.

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

"So you're a roommate! Why don't you say hello to me when you come in?"

"Have you given me time to speak?" Zuo Han rubbed his neck. After he raised his head, Chen Ge's eyebrows frowned instantly.
To be continued...