C84

Chapter 84 - Memories and Nightmares

"Yes." "One of them went to the hospital, and the other went to his house, but they all missed out. The nurse told Xiao Dong that Dong Dongfei had left for the airport half an hour ago and decided on the spot to go on a business trip. Now they're both headed for the airport. "

"Such a coincidence? Have you decided to travel on a temporary basis today? " Mu Yi Chu said in disbelief, "What if he leaves?"

"It's still fine to stay in the country, but once you're out of the country, it might be difficult." Huang Jue sucked on the last mouthful of smoke, pinched out the sparks on the cigarette butts with his two fingers, and then threw them out the window. He started up the car and said, "Return to Police station first."

After the two of them reached Police station, Mu Yi and Chu Yi entered the guard room to take Long Ping's place. Huang Jue and Long Ping walked and chatted as they made their way to the office on the second floor. Soon enough, the two of them came back down with Fang Ding following them from behind. Without even thinking about it, it was obvious that they were going underground. Huang Jue took out the hospital's surveillance record and passed it to Mu Yizhu before Fang Ding left, to let him see if he found anything.

Mu Yi Chu continued to maintain his position as he watched Huang Jue and his group leave. It wasn't until he saw Huang Jue's car drive away that he withdrew his gaze. He collapsed onto the reclining chair like an abandoned marionette, staring blankly at a certain part of the table without focus.

Of course, he knew that the reason why Huang Jue didn't let him act with him was not because of him, but because he couldn't stand the scene of those corpses. First, Huang Jue wanted to help him. However, there were many things that required understanding. Understanding and being practical were two different things. Muychuk could not help but feel a steady surge of loss and emptiness in his heart.

This feeling not only frustrated him, but also made him restless. It was as if he had given those displeasing memories that had been lurking in the dark all along a good opportunity to enter. As long as he did not relax his vigilance, they would come crashing in at any time, dragging him along with them as they once again experienced Chen Nuo's sudden departure.

Being abandoned and being destroyed are two things that are inherently unpleasant. No matter what age you are, it leaves an insurmountable psychological scar. The pain is unrelated to your age, and it doesn't lessen just because you're older by one year.

Mu Yichu had firmly believed that Chen Nuo loved him. Although her nature was indifferent, he had always been gentle and patient towards him. He had never tired of him and was meticulous in his actions. He had even always believed that his mother and father's love was perfect. He had never seen them fight before, and his mother often snuggled up against his father's shoulder with a gentle smile. Not only would the two of them give each other gifts on various anniversaries, they would also occasionally send Mu Yichu to his hometown for his grandparents to take care of.

Perhaps it was because the illusion of happiness was so real that when Chen Nuo suddenly ran away from home and abandoned him and his father, it became unbearable. Mu Ichu had suspected for a long time that love was something that could be trusted. Would humans, a creature that specialized in camouflage, really love each other? If what he saw wasn't real, then what was real?

Mu Chu didn't go home, not only because he didn't want to face that heavy family, but also because he didn't want to face his current situation and still wasn't willing to give up his search for Chen Nuo's father. In this matter, Mui Chu never stopped his father. Because he did not know how to persuade his father to give up, much less how to bring up the matter.

There were some things that were harder to talk about once you chose to avoid talking about them at first. Chen Nuo became the zipper that separated Mu and Chu from each other. They lived in separate spaces, zipped but never touched. No one wants to open the zipper and face each other honestly.

Mu Chu hated his father's deep affection and persistence. He hated his father even more for giving all his feelings and concerns to Chen Nuo, but he was indifferent to him. He would give him money to buy a house, but he had never been to his house once, so he didn't care even if he didn't go there for the new year. Mu Yi Chu hated this feeling. This feeling of being abandoned and ignored by the people who thought that he loved himself deeply, but what he hated was that he cared about this feeling.

He tried to suppress those emotions, he escaped from his family, he pretended he didn't care, he desperately tried to change his mind and cover it up. He told himself casually that he didn't care. He thought he could pretend this way, pretend that one day, he really didn't care.

Perhaps, Mu Yichu thought, he had always been a weak person, and had never changed since then. And his father was the one who had been faced with betrayal and pain. He forcefully pulled the corner of his mouth and extinguished the cigarette. Then, he took out the item given to him by Huang Jue and inserted it into the computer. Then, he opened the hospital's surveillance record. He didn't want to think about these things anymore. Who knew why the things that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years had surfaced again.

Mu Yi Chu seriously stared at the computer screen, neither speeding nor speeding. He had overestimated his concentration and underestimated the boredom of surveillance. Mu Yi Chu's eyelids drooped, and his consciousness drifted further and further away.

Mu Yichu was not sleeping well. He had a dream, a nightmare.

He dreamt that he was separated from others, that he was running like his life depended on it in an endless dark tunnel. He wanted to find the exit, but he couldn't find it no matter what, and behind him was a group of people who had their faces ripped off while their stomachs were sewn together. They were chasing him, and even though it was obviously dark and invisible, they could clearly see the terrifying scene of people without skin and dark red muscles rushing towards him like zombies in a movie.

Mu Yi Chu turned his head around to care for the faceless man chasing him as he ran for his life. However, the more danger he faced, the more problems he was going to have. He fell down.

He looked down in panic and realized that at some point, the originally flat concrete road had turned into a wet and sticky swamp. His hands and feet were glued together, and his body was becoming more and more sunken from the struggle.

He anxiously tried to circle around the swamp, but he didn't notice that the group of faceless men had already caught up to him. A shadow shrouded him, and when he raised his head, he discovered that he was already surrounded. The faceless people continued to move closer to him while making indistinct sounds, and for some reason, the faces on their stomachs had all become the face of the grinning Bai Zhongning.

They used their protruding eyeballs to stare straight at Mu Yizhu, and then slowly squatted down. Bai Zhongning's face, which was on their stomachs, twisted and turned according to the curvature of their bodies, becoming even stranger and more terrifying.

As for those shameless heads, they constantly moved closer to Mu Yi Chu's body and began to wildly tear at it! Mu Yi Chu wanted to crazily shout, but he found that his throat was being sealed by viscous liquid. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. He watched helplessly as his body was bitten off piece by piece.

His eyeballs rolled in the swamp, watching himself as they gradually sank into the swamp, while he himself was being attacked by the twin attacks of biting and drowning in pain. Although he didn't feel any pain in his dreams, the feeling of being surrounded by fear and death was very real, the faceless people were also sinking into the swamp, but he still didn't give up on biting Mu Yichu's body. Mu Yi Chu's broken body continued to be submerged by the swamp, his upper body, chest, neck, chin, mouth, nose, and mouth ?

The swamp mud rushed into his mouth and blocked his nose, making him want painfully to reach out and grab his neck. Just as he was about to be driven mad by the suffocating feeling, Mu Yi Chu suddenly heard a sound, from vague to more distinct, like the sound of a hand joint knocking against a glass window.

Mu Yi Chu wanted to wake up from his nightmare. With a frown, he struggled to pull himself out of his sleep. With a flick, Mu Yi Chu jumped up from his position like a fish out of water, struggling to stay alive.

Coughing and breathing heavily and rapidly, his chest expanded and contracted under his clothes, and he sucked in the cold oxygen greedily, as if it had been a long time since he'd had any oxygen to support him.

That suffocating feeling was still fresh in his mind. The lingering charm of the dream had not faded. The fear seemed to be flaring up inside Mu Yi Chu's brain. He felt like he could collapse at any moment due to his weak muscles. He lowered his head, looking at the floor as he kept mumbling to himself, "Am I dreaming? Just dreaming!"

Mu Yi Chu wanted to wipe off the perspiration on his forehead, but found that his arm had already become numb from the pressure, as if he had lost all feeling. Every time he moved up a bit, the numbing feeling became stronger.

He was so immersed in his own state that he did not notice that there was anyone else in the room. Just as he was trying to regain his composure, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and struck Mu Yichu on the shoulder.

Mu Yi Chu was stunned, his entire body seemed to tremble. Then, he heard a familiar voice say, "Are you alright?"

The calmness that Mu Yi Chu had just recovered seemed to disintegrate at this moment as goosebumps ran all the way from the soles of his feet to his scalp. Even though he was wearing a warm coat, Mu Yi Chu still felt his entire body was terrifyingly cold. Like a malfunctioning robot, he first glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then slowly turned his head to look at the person behind him.