Raise a House of Obsession

here it is…

　　 looks like a hospital.

　　 Zhang Hui raised his hands with all his strength, looked at his wrinkled and shriveled fingers, and was dazed for a long time.

　　 The smell of disinfectant on the tip of his nose, the needle on his hand, and the tingling sensation from the wound on his body all reminded him that this is a hospital.

　　 Why was I hospitalized suddenly?

"You're awake." Wang Zhengfa stepped forward and stared into the other person's eyes, and said, "Your physical condition is very bad. Tonight, don't go to bed. We will stay with you all the time... In short, if you want to live, today Don't sleep at night."

　　 "As long as you get through tonight, your body will slowly get better."

　　 Zhang Hui's expression looked a little dazed, and he was stunned for a long time before he noticed that Wang Zhengfa was talking to him.

This is…

　　 He seems to recognize Wang Zhengfa.

　　 After a long time, he struggled out of bed, sat up, and moved his bones a bit: "Aren't you going to sleep at night? But I'll go back early when I'm ready. My wife is still waiting for me at home."

　　 His voice was dry and horrible, and his voice seemed to be pulling a rag.

　　 Zhou Yi unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it over: "Drink some water, don't talk."

　　 "So... I am now..."

　　 "Am I just... dreaming?!"

　　 Zhang Hui poured a few sips of water and slowly recovered.

　　 The whole body trembled slightly.

　　 is actually dreaming!

　　 An unforgettable dream!

　　 He is only a prisoner now, he is locked in Xisuoli.

　　 Everything in the dream is false. In the real world, he is still a lonely widow whose parents have both died, and a fool who was cheated of all his money by a woman.

　　He is here, there is nothing!

　　 But that dream is so beautiful and so realistic.

　　 Zhang Hui was at a loss. The colorful bubbles in his heart were punctured, and with a "bang", all his treasures were blown to pieces.

　　 No, I can't even say that it is shattered, but I have never owned it!

　　 never.

　　 is some fantasy air.

　　...

　　 Zhou Yi can almost guess what kind of dream Zhang Hui has, and he can probably know the ability of "Autumn Day"...

　　 creates an unforgettable dream that makes people deeply immersed.

　　, only those who are in despair can trigger the "Autumn" superpower like an abyss.

　　 He could only sigh silently in his heart, praying that this young man would ask for more blessings.

　　 Others cannot save him.

Wang Zhengfa still has a serious expression that has not changed for thousands of years. There is no need to hide anything. He directly clicked and said in a frosty tone: "Yes, everything you have just experienced is just a dream. This is the real world. If If you fall asleep tonight, you will be in a dream forever."

　　 "Then, death."

　　 "Dead, but there is nothing left."

　　 "A dream...a dream..." Zhang Hui muttered to himself.

　　 These words, word by word, like a hammer, smashed into his heart!

　　, I smashed it in!

　　 He suddenly got excited and wanted to jump out of the bed, but because of his weakness, he fell back suddenly.

　　 After a long time, Zhang Hui slowly recovered his calmness: "She...gave me a chance to go back to this world and take a look...it turned out to be like this!"

　　 "Who is she?" an investigator asked while recording.

　　 "My wife..."

　　 "What did she say in the dream?"

　　 "She said, I should go out the far door, and can't stay at home all the time. I have to go out this far door, and it seems that someone is telling me to work harder. It's like a mosquito calling, which makes people upset."

　　 "Huh? Work harder?"

　　 Zhou Yi shrugged his nose, raised the corners of his mouth, and said nothing. It turned out that the old horse's roar was passed in, but it didn't seem to have much effect. Sure enough, the horse Baoguo is still so useless.

　　 The investigator did not struggle with any nonsense of hard work, and continued to ask: "What does she look like?"

"Double eyelids, big eyes, white and tender skin." Zhang Hui took out a picture from his wallet, a picture of a man and a woman, with a smile on his face: "It's her, my...wife...very virtuous. A person."

His pupils expanded rapidly, and the memories in reality flooded into his mind, so that in the next second he was on the verge of collapse, "She... She lied to my money! No, it's impossible, she said she was waiting for me at home! No! possible!!"

"what!"

　　 Zhang Hui hugged his head, and two conflicting memories were mixed together at this moment, forming a painful and confused mood.

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 Zhang Hui started coughing violently, heart-piercing, as if to cough up everything, coughing for more than ten minutes before he was quiet again.

　　 He gradually accepted the bleak reality.

　　Yes...here is the more real world.

　　 A ruthless, cold world.

　　 Everything that happened here is true.

　　 "Dreamland and the memory of reality are mixed together, UU reading www.uukānshu.com he has no idea who he is..."

　　 Old man Li sighed and whispered: "Pharaoh, so according to the investigators' opinions, we still have to get him out and don't die in the hospital."

　　 "If'Autumn' comes in, there are so many people in the hospital, and there is some accident, we can't help it."

　　 "Let him fulfill his last wish, and there will be less trouble."

　　 "Then I will trouble you. The best thing to do is to get back. If you can't get back...forget it." Wang Zhengfa finally made up his mind.

　　According to the regulations, criminals who have not committed serious crimes have the opportunity to go out on holidays; plus the existence of "autumn" is involved, and the procedural aspects are not a problem.

　　 "Didi!"

　　 Soon, Zhou Yi drove a car. Old man Li sat in the co-pilot, Zhang Hui and two other investigators sat behind and headed to his hometown.

Zhang Hui seems to have realized his situation. He may be going to die soon. He seems very confused. His survival instinct allows him to try to live. But when he thinks of what happened in this world, he shed tears from time to time and was silent again. Don't send.

　　 His heart is already dead.

　　 Only when he asked some questions, did he agree to these few sentences.

　　 is mostly about the details of dreams.

　　 Some answers come up, some have forgotten. No matter how real the dream is, it is not the real reality.

　　 The winding path is not so easy to walk. When I arrived at the town where Zhang Hui was born, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

　　 "What to eat? No matter how much you want to eat."

　　 Li Xianfeng said: "Whatever, buy some more wine."

　　 Zhou Yi got off the car, bought a bag of big meat buns and added some pot stickers.