Chapter 26

Chen Yuechu turned off the sound of the video, so the picture was accompanied by gentle pure music.

The female general who had shaved off all her hair and had a shiny bald head was still beautiful and charming. Many auxiliary lines were drawn on her face with a black pen. She was lying on the experimental bed calmly, communicating calmly with the researchers, without fear or sadness, not like a dying person at all.

However, the subsequent pictures honestly and bit by bit recorded her death.

Chen Li could not restrain his intense physiological reaction. He retched violently, felt dizzy, and cold sweat was like rain, which soon soaked his whole body.

Seeing the second half, he could no longer confirm whether he was in reality or nightmare. Countless strange figures and lines flashed and stretched in front of his eyes. His brain seemed to be thrown into the sky, and it seemed to shuttle rapidly in various dimensions, dragging his nerves and senses with twisted power.

The body seemed to be instantly brought to the sky, and then squeezed infinitely underground.

Among the five senses covered by these indescribable hallucinations, Chen Ming's head was always extremely clear. Her expression was calm, even with her usual arrogance. After the skull was opened, blood repainted her makeup, which was extremely sad and terrifying.

Her limbs and head were finally carefully sutured, but her life was over.

Chen Li covered his mouth and squatted on the ground. The non-existent smell of blood, protein and tissue fluid seemed to have penetrated into his nose and occupied his brain. No matter how he knocked his head to wake up, the smell seemed to be everywhere, desperately drilling into his organs like a nightmare.

From nose to ears, from ears to eyes, from eyes to throat.

He finally vomited it all with a "wow", and in an instant, all his strength was removed and he collapsed to the ground.

Chen Yuechu had already prepared cleaning utensils. It seemed that he had anticipated Chen Li's reaction. He squatted down and asked softly, "Do you need a sedative?"

Chen Li covered his face with his hands, shaking violently. His nails left deep blood marks on his forehead. After a long time, he slowly put his hands down. His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, but there was no tear.

"My condolences." Chen Yuechu whispered.

Chen Li supported himself and stood up. A sharp pain came from his stomach, which made him press his hand involuntarily and bend down slightly.

"I asked you to eat so that you can vomit. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will vomit blood on an empty stomach." Chen Yuechu wanted to pat Chen Li's back, but he retracted his hand halfway.

After sinking in the world of fame and fortune for nearly ten years, his excellent ability to read people's expressions made him very clear about the scale and boundaries between people. He and Chen Li were not familiar with each other when they were young, and now they have very different lives, so they should not have too intimate behavior.

"Tell me the start-up password for your car." Chen Li's voice was so hoarse that it almost sounded like a human voice.

Chen Yuechu was stunned, "You want to go back to the city?"

"I want to go home."

"Actually, this is your home..."

"Shut up, I want to go home," Chen Li stared at Chen Yuechu with fierce eyes, "Your car has an anti-tracking system, why didn't you turn it on when you came."

Chen Yuechu was speechless again, and after a long while, he said, "My mother wants to confirm that I brought you here today."

"Turn on the anti-tracking system and manual transmission of your car, and then tell me the password," Chen Li said coldly, "Otherwise, I won't believe a word of your lies."

Chen Yuechu smiled helplessly, "My brother, you are indeed outstanding, even more outstanding than I thought. If you were not my brother, I would definitely do everything I could to eradicate you."

Chen Li looked at him coldly without saying a word.

"My password is 'Death is Rebirth'. I have set up anti-tracking and manual operation," Chen Yuechu shook the phone in his hand, and then he said in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "Are you going to leave me here alone?"

"If you want to go back, there are ways, right?" Chen Li turned and left.

Chen Yuechu followed helplessly and sent him out of the entrance, and said, "Do you really want to leave me here alone? I feel scared."

His eyelashes are thick and long, and his skin is as white as a child. At this time, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes. Whether it is his expression or his movements, he seems so obedient and well-behaved that people can't help but believe his words.

The butterflies at the corners of his mouth also stopped flying at this moment, and quietly rested on his cheeks.

"See you later." Chen Li looked at him deeply, then got into his car and opened it with the password.

Chen Yuechu sighed, "Next time I go to the bar to find you, you can't avoid me."

The only response he got was the sound of the car breaking through the air. He sighed again and turned to walk into the white building.

When he walked to the stairs in the entrance hall, he looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with white hair standing on the half-stairs with her eyes downcast, her posture upright and her face silent.

"Mom." Chen Yuechu called out with his head down.

"It's not done well." The middle-aged woman commented lightly.

Chen Yuechu nodded, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"It's okay, take your time," the middle-aged woman patted Chen Yuechu's head, "My sister has been a tyrant all her life. She is too heartbroken and it's hard for her to trust others. As parents, we sometimes really don't understand our children's hearts. If you are wronged by me, you must tell me."

"Mom, I'm fine." Chen Yuechu said with a smile.

***

Chen Li controlled the car with one hand and opened the locker in Chen Yuechu's car with the other hand, trying to find a cigarette.

He didn't smoke before, but now he has become addicted to e-cigarettes. In addition, he is restless and anxious, and he is more addicted to cigarettes. After searching for a while, he didn't see any cigarettes, but he pinched out an empty purple thin paper bag from the gap between the car seats.

A gentleman or a lady of virtue might not recognize this kind of wrapping paper, but Chen Li looked so familiar that he wanted to laugh.

"Chen Yuechu, Chen Yuechu..." Chen Li shook his head, "You really have all the five poisons."

Chen Li's eyes gradually sank. He looked out the window. It was already late at night. A new moon was hanging high in the dark night sky. Surrounded by dark clouds, the moist moonlight was slightly green, like the eyes of a jackal, and like a warm jade.

Because it was rare to see the moon in the central city, some people gathered on the street, craning their necks to admire it, or taking out their mobile phones to take pictures. They whispered to each other, praised it, or chatted. I wonder if the slightly green crescent moon in their eyes was the eye of a jackal or a priceless jade.

Looking at the distant crescent moon, Chen Li felt that the depression in his heart was relieved a little. He just wanted to find a place to dump Chen Yuechu's car, and then go back to the base to tease the silver-haired wild dog lying in bed.

Thinking of this, he increased his kinetic energy to the maximum, and the dark shadow of the car passed through the flow of people who were admiring the moon, and sped forward as hard as possible...

Chen Li left Chen Yuechu's car in the residential area near the commercial center of the eighth district, put on his hood, and stepped forward, like an ordinary night runner, running at a constant speed along the street.

Such moderate exercise can gradually relax his tense muscles, and the body and high-pressure spirit that had previously had a violent physiological reaction can be relieved in this exercise.

His body and spirit had been through too much torture, so he had to learn how to protect them... so that he could endure more torture in the future.

The 20-kilometer journey made him sweat a little. He rushed into the infirmary of the base with the slight coolness and humidity of tonight, and scared the smoke gun who was reading the novel weekly.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night!" The smoke gun almost threw the e-book in his hand.

Chen Li took the novel weekly in the smoke gun's hand and glanced at the title, "The Missing Girl Mystery Case", is it good?"

"I just read the beginning." The smoke gun snatched the e-book back and was about to continue reading.

"You can see the moon tonight." Chen Li bent down to loosen the buckle of the treatment bed, and pushed the smoke gun's bed to the window without saying anything.

"I didn't say I wanted to read it..." The smoke gun muttered in dissatisfaction, but still turned his head and looked out the window.

At this moment, the dark clouds were not so heavy, and the moonlight became bright and white. A crescent moon hung high in the sky, thin and white, with a bit of warmth and fragility.

Legend has it that there is a goddess of beauty who is an extremely thin woman, with a white skirt and braids that reach her ankles. Her skin is whiter than her skirt, her eyes are always curved because of a smile, and her face is kind and gentle, as if it is this thin moon tonight.

"I met an old friend today," Chen Li said lightly as he sat on the bed. "He said we haven't seen each other for eleven years. I felt that time has passed so quickly."

The smoker changed to a comfortable position, looked up at Chen Li's profile, and said nothing.

"Didn't I say yesterday that I had something to tell you?" Chen Li looked down at his fingers. Because of years of fighting, his fingers were injured and his left fingers were obviously deformed.

"But I just realized that I just walked from one lie to another. Everything is fake, and the memories may also be fake. I know I am in a mess, but I can't find a thread... Hehe."

"What do you need me to do?" Yan Qiang did not question Chen Li's incoherent words, but asked calmly.

Chen Li turned his head and looked at Yan Qiang. His dark eyes were reflected in the moonlight, like a slender goddess of beauty, resolutely plunged into the bottomless black pool.

Yan Qiang also looked at him silently.

"There has always been a shadow in the depths of my memory. I don't know if she really exists or is my illusion, but I don't remember what her face looks like or what she has done, but I feel that she should be the person closest to me," Chen Li smiled bitterly, "The person in my memory is a cruel and inhumane madman. She especially hates me and almost kills me many times, but someone told me that she loves me very much and has died for me." "I firmly believe that the things that happened in the past ten years can be easily overturned, and the person I have hated all my life, I just found a perfect excuse for myself to spit on her death, and she seems to have become a... great mother again," Chen Li lowered his head and twisted his twisted fingers, "I suddenly feel that I don't even dare to believe myself." "The inhuman person who died for you is your mother." The smoker said. Chen Li shook his head subconsciously and nodded. "I don't have parents, so I don't know what it feels like, but it must be wonderful. Inheriting the blood of two other people means having a deep-rooted connection. This kind of thing..." The smoker raised his mouth slightly, "I'm quite looking forward to it."

"What if she is a demon?"

"How many people in this world are not fucking demons and monsters."

Chen Li shook his head and said nothing.

"I don't know your past, nor do I know what kind of person your mother is, so if you want to hate her, then hate her, if you want to love her, then love her, don't be afraid of making mistakes." "Memory can indeed deceive people, but we can only believe in ourselves," Yan Qiang supported his body, "Believe in yourself does not mean that you cannot accept the truth, but the logic of this truth is not self-consistent enough, and we cannot fully accept it." "Chen Li, or, she loves you, is the truth you are most willing to accept, but the information so far is not enough to convince you," Yan Qiang endured the pain and stretched out his hand to press Chen Li's shoulder, "This is not your problem." Chen Li turned his head to look at Yan Qiang, Yan Qiang's silver hair was a little long, half covering his eyes, softening those sharp eyes a lot, and now he looked at him gently and firmly, as if he wanted to see into his heart. "True and false are the most distressing, I would rather it be all false." Chen Li said. He pressed Yan Qiang back to the bed, "Let's not talk about this, when will you get better, what does it look like to be bedridden."