Chapter 1326 Erasure
Feeling the strange sight of Fatty, Wuxin became even more angry. Under the instruction of the newspaper man, he got a glimpse of part of the truth, and he understood Fatty's situation even more thoroughly than Fatty himself. The door on his body existed to save Jiang Cheng who was about to fall into the abyss. From the moment it was peeled away, the outcome was already doomed.
The fat man passed the test of the newspaper man. He was given a unique opportunity to live, but he actually gave up. The reason was unclear, but he did not accept it.
After seeing Wu's gradually straightened brows, the fat man's eyes suddenly became warm, "Thank you, you have been by my side and the doctor's side all the way. Without you, I'm afraid we would have lost our lives. Long dead, you are a trustworthy partner, always have been, a doctor's perspective "Very accurate."
Wu Feng's face paused, and then became vicious again, "It's useless to say this now. There's nothing I can do this time. It's you who made the wrong choice, because your Stupidity awaits you only to disappear, you will disappear forever.”
"No, at least you will still remember me, you, the doctor, and... Huaiyi, Wang Qi, my family, everyone will remember me." The fat man showed a nostalgic look, but not long after, he didn't He laughed heartlessly, "Isn't there a saying that a person will experience something in his life? There are three types of death. The first is the moment when the heartbeat is lost. The ECG monitor becomes a straight line and there is no more breathing. Death is determined from a biological point of view."
"The second is death. When the funeral is held, the person's social identity is completely erased."
When he said this, the fat man paused subconsciously for a moment, his eyes dimmed a little, and his voice became softer, "The next time is the third time, when no one will remember you anymore."< br>
Seeing this scene, Wu turned his head impatiently, " That's enough, you can't die just yet, you are still useful, I won't let you die easily, and neither will that person."
Looking along Wu's line of sight, the fat man looked towards the bedroom door. , thinking of the days spent with Doctor Wu, although it was difficult, it was still difficult to hide the beauty in it.
When the fat man came back to his senses and wanted to say something to Wu again, he found that the corner was already empty.
Lying back on the sofa, the fat man covered himself with the quilt and pulled it up to his chin. After a long time, a soft sigh sounded in the dark room.
Jiang Cheng slept very uneasily that night. He kept dreaming, all kinds of bizarre and illogical dreams, and every dream was related to him and Fatty.
What’s even more terrifying is that every dream ends with Fatty’s death. The ways of his death include but are not limited to being eaten by ghosts and being cut in half by ghosts with a knife (both horizontally and vertically). , being hanged by ghosts, falling to death while walking, being hit by cars, being hit by falling objects from heights, and eating. Choking to death, of course, the weirdest thing among them, and the one that left the deepest impression on Jiang Cheng, was that the fat man was penetrated by a knife from the back, and the blade penetrated the heart and stabbed out from the chest, because... the person who killed the fat man this time was not a stranger. Instead of a ghost, Jiang Cheng recognized the knife and saw his face clearly.
It was this dream that completely frightened Jiang Cheng awake. He sat alone on the mattress, his whole body covered in cold sweat. The scenes in that dream kept rolling in his mind, stimulating him. nerves.
Jiang Cheng also tried to comfort himself, wondering what was so scary about such a ridiculous dream, but it was useless. His autosuggestion was completely ineffective at this moment. On the contrary, the fear in the dream was intruding into reality little by little.
I took my phone and looked at the time. It was almost noon.
No longer hesitating, Jiang Cheng got out of bed and pushed open the bedroom door. The quilts on the sofa were folded neatly. Jiang Cheng, who didn't see the fat man, walked downstairs.
Halfway through, I smelled the aroma of food.
The aroma is tempting, and it is a junk food that Jiangcheng does not reject.
After coming downstairs, the first thing I saw was that the fat man had his back to me. He was wearing a tank top, shorts, and headphones. He was lying on the ground doing push-ups. His muscles were tense. Judging from his condition, he had been practicing for a long time.
On the table were fried chicken burgers, two glasses of iced Coke, and a barrel that was once large but has now shrunk severely. Waves of aroma emanated from these, and Jiang Cheng's stomach couldn't help but growl. A sound.
The fat man stood up and was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Cheng. He took off his headphones and said, "Doctor, you woke up so early. I thought you wanted to sleep a little longer."
Jiang Cheng Pointing to the fried chicken burger, "Did you buy it?"
"Otherwise, the flower shop owner next door who has admired you for a long time gave it to you?" The fat man grinned and asked the doctor's skin, in his hand The mobile phone is playing videos of fitness experts, and the atmosphere is very lively.
Jiang Cheng frowned, "Don't go out unless necessary. The situation outside is unclear right now."
The fat man blinked, picked up the phone and waved it at Jiang Cheng a few times, "Doctor, open your eyes and look at the world, don't you Do you know there is such a thing as takeout?”
After a few words between you and me, Jiang Cheng Yuan's fear due to that dream gradually subsided. There was nothing more reassuring than seeing the fat man jumping around in front of him. Drinking cold drinks after waking up was not good for the stomach, so Jiang Cheng stuffed a whole burger first. Then he drank iced Coke, and finally opened the bucket and started eating the chicken wing and egg tarts inside.
“Aren’t you going to drink?”
Looking at the fat man who was covered in sweat after working out, Jiang Cheng handed over a glass of iced Coke.
The fat man shook his head and refused resolutely, "You can eat it, doctor. I don't eat these junk foods. I have given up on carbonated drinks that only give fat people a sense of nihilistic pleasure."
Jiang Cheng tut. He made a sound and looked at the fat man up and down with squinting eyes. He thought to himself that the situation was really changing. The fat man actually dared to talk about being a fat man to the top night club. It was because there were no mirrors in the world or the cameras were dead.
The result of this incident was that Jiang Cheng ate two more chicken wings and was shocked.
I was bored in the afternoon. Fatty sat cross-legged on the sofa downstairs and watched Sherlock Holmes. Jiang Cheng was at his desk concentrating on opening cheat codes and playing stand-alone games. When he was having a great time, his phone suddenly rang. When I woke up, it was an unfamiliar number.
Jiang Cheng stared at the phone and ignored it, but after a while, the number called again, as if he was competing with Jiang Cheng for patience, one after another, like if you don’t answer, I will keep calling. of persistence.
After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng pressed the answer button. Immediately after the call was answered, a woman's voice came from the other side. The voice was low but very anxious. The other party seemed to be in a very open place, and a faint echo could be heard, "Yes. ...Is it Jiang Cheng, I am Li Bai, you must be careful, the mission is not over, the mission is not over!" (End of this chapter)