My House of Horrors Chapter 1183: When I had all the good things (below)

Chen Ge and Zhang Ya walked out of the hotel after chatting very late. They were standing under the dim streetlights, looking at the city in front of them.

"Your legs haven't healed yet, I'll take you home." After removing the Specter makeup, the Zhang Ya at this time has a different kind of beauty.

"I'll take you off, it's too late, I don't worry about you going home alone." Chen Ge stopped a taxi and entered it with Zhang Ya.

Both of them sat in the back row, probably due to the presence of the driver, and neither of them spoke any further.

One looked out the window silently, the other looked down at his hand.

At the gate of the community where Zhang Ya lives, Chen Ge dropped her off the car again, watched her enter the corridor before leaving.

Looking at the back of Zhang Ya, Chen Ge had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Reality is so beautiful that I haven't dreamed for a long time."

Along the sidewalk, Chen Ge didn't want to take a taxi, he walked aimlessly.

The city in front of him is very prosperous and beautiful, but he always feels that he is out of tune with it, like a lonely forgotten person.

"I won't be working tonight, just get a good night's sleep."

It was after twelve o'clock in the evening that Chen Ge returned to the haunted house. He skillfully opened the haunted house's guardrail, opened the blackout curtain, and entered the haunted house staff restroom.

The white cat was lying on the table and biting the box containing cat food. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately jumped aside, as if to say that it had nothing to do with the cat food all over the floor.

"I seem to have done this countless times, and I seem to have lived in this room for a long time before."

The beauty is intoxicating. At first, Chen Ge thought he could handle anything calmly, but now he realizes that he is not as strong as he thought.

He can face all kinds of perverted murderers and geeky curses, but he gets nervous when riding in a car with Zhang Ya.

"What have I always been after?"

Lying on the wooden bed, Chen Ge felt as if his body was trapped in the quilt, the whole person was wrapped in warmth, the fatigue of the body gradually dissipated, and the sleepiness slowly rose.

The next morning, Chen Ge was woken up by the alarm clock. He went into the bathroom to wash his face, and then looked at himself in the mirror: "I didn't dream again last night."

This is the first time Chen Ge has looked at himself for the first time since he woke up, and sometimes he can't even remember what he looks like.

"When I was in the hospital, Dr. Gao would ask me every day if I had a dream last night? What dream did I have? Are dreams important to me?"

Chen Ge doesn't understand too much. In his opinion, dreams are just dreams. They are neither part of delusion nor have a deep connection with reality.

The water splashed on the mirror when washing his face. When Chen Ge reached out to wipe the mirror, he suddenly saw in the mirror that the door of the toilet cubicle was open.

With what appears to be a flash of lightning in his mind, he turns to look at the toilet cubicle door.

Slowly exerting force, Chen Ge pushed the door of the compartment open, but there was nothing inside.

With a sigh of relief, Chen Ge's dangling heart fell back into his stomach: "Everywhere in this world is normal, but it feels abnormal everywhere."

Without closing the door of the compartment, Chen Ge walked out of the bathroom, ready to start a new day of business.

The park opened at 9:00 in the morning, and before it started business, there were already long queues of tourists outside, and some young people came to play haunted houses.

"Xiao Chen, we'll clean the haunted house together in the future. Your legs haven't healed yet. Don't rush to do any work. You can't do it if you're exhausted." Zhang Ya's mother took good care of Chen Ge. Song is treated like his own family.

"It's okay, the doctor also said that more exercise will help recovery." Chen Ge took the white cat into the scenario on the third floor. The midnight killer he played has become the signature of the haunted house.

It is strange to say that there are many tourists who have visited the scenario on the third floor, but different tourists have different descriptions of murderers.

Some people said that they saw a bloodthirsty maniac on the third floor, hysterical, deranged, as if to shred each other when they saw him.

Some people said that they met a strange tourist on the third floor.

Some people say that there is no murderer on the third floor, but the third floor seems to be haunted.

Chen Ge has mastered the styles of several different killers and can switch at will. It is obviously the same person, but each time it brings different feelings to others, and because of the dark light in the haunted house, most tourists think that there are several actors hidden in this scenario.

During the noon break, Chen Ge walked out of the haunted house, ready to ask Zhang Ya something.

As soon as he opened the blackout curtains, he saw several young people surrounding Zhang Ya, as if they were arguing about something.

"Did something happen?" Chen Ge leaned over to Zhang Ya, he glanced at the young people, and felt inexplicably familiar.

"We heard before that there is an event in your haunted house. If you can clear three scenario in a row, you will be rewarded 10,000 yuan, so a few of us bought tickets and came to play." The young man who spoke was simple and honest: "The result is Who knows she said that your event has ended."

"The event has indeed ended, but if you all want a lottery, I can pay 5,000 to play with you at my own expense." Chen Ge smiled, like a neighbor's big brother with excellent academic performance and a sunny personality : "If you can pass the customs smoothly and don't scream more than 120 decibels, I will reward you with 5,000 yuan. If you fail, spread the word about the haunted house to your relatives and friends."

5,000 reward for winning, no penalty for losing, no loss for sure, several young people all agreed.

"Chen Ge, don't be impulsive." Zhang Ya quietly tugged at Chen Ge's clothes: "They are students of Xinhai Medical College, and some of them have dissected real corpses. They are very courageous."

"Xinhai Medical College?" Chen Ge thought for a while, then looked at the two students in the lead: "Can you tell me your names?"

"My name is He Shan, this is my senior sister Gao Ruxue."

Chen Ge's gaze swept across the students in front of him, and finally stopped on Gao Ruxue.

At the moment of seeing Gao Ruxue, a strange wound on Singer Chen's back began to bleed, and bursts of stinging pain entered Chen Ge's heart, as if someone was driving a nail into the back of his hand.

"Chen Ge, your hands are bleeding!" Zhang Ya pulled Chen Ge to his side.

"It should have been accidentally rubbed in the haunted house." Chen Ge has always felt strange about the wound on the back of his hand. It starts to bleed, which is not normal.

"Gao Ruxue has something to do with the wound on the back of my hand?" He buried this thought in the back of his mind, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he enthusiastically brought several students into scenario on the third floor.

Half an hour later, Chen Ge ran out of the haunted house with a sad face: "Zhang Ya, do me a favor."

Seeing Chen Ge frowning, Zhang Ya felt a little bad: "Did they not scream?"

"Yes." Chen Ge scratched his head: "They were all dizzy, I can't drag them alone, can you help me?"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and both Zhang Ya and the onlookers took a deep breath.

It took 20 minutes for Chen Ge and Zhang Ya to transport the students from the third floor: "Put them in a cool and ventilated place, I have performed CPR on them and checked them out. It's okay, don't worry."

"Why are you so skilled?" The three members of Zhang Ya's family came out. Chen Ge stunned so many people at once, and the management of the park was frightened.

Fortunately, Chen Ge still had some measure, and it didn't take long for He Shan to wake up.

"It's the same time I calculated." Chen Ge looked like he was in control of everything. When the students left, he didn't forget to say: "I will come to play often in the future!"

The reputation of the haunted house is getting bigger and bigger, and the business is getting more and more popular. The Zhang Ya father, who had some opinions on Chen Ge at the beginning, is now praising Chen Ge when he meets everyone. Discovered Chen Ge's talent.

Another week has passed, and the haunted house business has stabilized.

Chen Ge seems to have endless good ideas in his mind, and he can always introduce new designs. The haunted house has become one of the must-play items in Xinhai Paradise, and it also has a certain popularity on the Internet. The overall income ratio It has doubled before.

Everything is going in a good direction. Chen Ge has made many friends. The pain in his memory has been diluted by time, and there is light in his eyes.

Whenever there is free time, Chen Ge will always find Zhang Ya, he is like the shadow of Zhang Ya.

The two work together during the day and eat together.

After get off work, Zhang Ya will accompany Chen Ge for rehabilitation training. Chen Ge's leg injury will not have much impact on him.

After being together for a long time, Zhang Ya also found that Chen Ge seems to be very sticky to herself, but she likes the feeling of being inseparable.

We have been working continuously for a long time. On the last day of the month, Xinhai Paradise has to carry out equipment maintenance and inspection. It happened to be raining outside, so the management decided to close the park for one day.

"I can finally have a good rest today." Zhang Ya took off her Specter makeup and changed into a very beautiful dress ahead of time. She ran to the prop room and found Chen Ge: "Chen Ge, there are no tourists today, you Are there any arrangements?"

"The park will be undergoing equipment maintenance. Someone may come to check it in the afternoon. I'll tidy up these props first." Chen Ge sat immersed in a pile of plastic "stumps" and "organs".

"Are you going to spend a rare day off in the prop room?" Zhang Ya bent over beside Chen Ge: "Would you like to go to the movies?"

"A horror movie?"

Chen Ge didn't turn his head back, and the white cat next to him couldn't stand it anymore. He licked his paws, as if he was considering whether to give Chen Ge a paw to help him enlighten.

"Why don't we watch a horror movie and act it ourselves?" Zhang Ya grabbed Chen Ge's arm: "Let's go, don't stay in the room, go out occasionally to get some air."

"Wait, I've got red paint on my body and stained your clothes, hello! Wait..."

Zhang Ya grabbed Chen Ge's arm, and the two walked out of the haunted house with an umbrella.

"Tsk tsk, it's nice to be young." Zhang Ya's father stood at the window on the second floor of the haunted house, watching everything secretly. After he sighed, he looked at another window next to him, where Zhang Ya's mother stood: "Wife, it's rare to have a rest, why don't we go to a movie too?"

"In the afternoon, there is a big inspection of the park, you should hurry up and organize the props, repair what should be repaired, and repair what should be repaired."

"It's a good day off..."

"Go!"

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Chen Ge likes rainy days very much, but he doesn't know why he likes rain.

After the movie ended, the two of them strolled around the mall for a long time, and Zhang Ya also chose a dress for Chen Ge.

While passing by a small handmade DIY shop, Zhang Ya took Chen Ge and walked in.

Here, you can make handmade beanie keychains, cream glue mobile phone cases, and soft pottery dolls for couples.

As soon as the two of them entered the store, the owner ran over enthusiastically, chose a very quiet place for the two of them, and began to introduce the things in the store.

After listening for a while, Zhang Ya decided to make soft clay dolls with Chen Ge.

The owner took out the picture book, which had various cartoon images and production instructions, but before she finished speaking, Chen Ge had already made a prototype.

"Your boyfriend is so clever!" The shop owner was really surprised. Compared with Chen Ge, she felt that she was an amateur.

"Which character are you pinching?" The shop owner rummaged through the album, but couldn't find the corresponding person: "Haven't you checked the album? Just got an impression in your mind? Too amazing?"

"I'll never forget her appearance, but unfortunately I'm still not good at it. Even if I try to do everything, I can only restore 1% of her beauty." The soft pottery doll in singer Chen Has slowly taken shape, wearing a red dress, holding a love letter, this peerless woman is Zhang Ya.

The owner felt that there was a sweet smell in the air. She left very wisely, and gave Chen Ge and Zhang Ya two drinks before leaving.

"Zhang Ya, this is for you." When Chen Ge was making the puppet, his hands seemed to be awakened by some kind of muscle memory, and the little soft clay puppet seemed to come to life, and it was truly restored. The thrilling beauty of the Zhang Ya.

"Really!" Zhang Ya looked at the doll very happily and carefully placed it in front of her, but after a while she became distressed: "I will also make one for you!"

Half an hour later, Zhang Ya picked out a slightly visible Chen Ge doll from the pile of "dismembered limbs".

She put the doll next to Chen Ge in embarrassment, then lowered her head and took a big gulp.

The two sat together, very close, and time passed without knowing it.

They made dolls, keychains, went out to dinner together, and did a lot of things they wanted to do.

As night falls, the rain slowly gets heavier.

There are not many people on the road, Chen Ge and Zhang Ya are holding an umbrella.

At first, Zhang Ya just grabbed Chen Ge's arm, and slowly, she leaned against Chen Ge's side.

"Shall I take you home?"

"Or... let's move on."

Raindrops slid down the leaves and umbrellas, and the stagnant water on the roadside reflected the neon lights of the intersection. Chen Ge and Zhang Ya walked on the sidewalk of the old street.

"Chen Ge..."

"What's wrong?"

"Actually, since I met you, I have dreams every night." Zhang Ya leaned on Chen Ge's side: "It's a terrible dream, I always dream that my parents were killed in a car accident, and I myself fell in a pool of blood. . I always dream that I'm wearing a blood coat, wandering in a hospital. I also dream that the world is a city full of dead people, and you are the only warm ghost in the city."