Chapter 41： monster

Ren Chenbai appeared on the crew of "Fire".

He is the provider of the documentary material, and the son of director Gong Hanrou's old friend. I just don't know why, but this time, many people looked at him strangely.

The familiar assistant director didn't seem to have seen him, and when the screenwriter saw him, he immediately lowered his head and turned away. Many familiar faces who usually had an impression suddenly took him as a non-existent air.

The director of drama recognized him, his face suddenly changed, he immediately put down his work, and went to lead a few young actors not far away who were not shooting tasks and were playing together.

Zhao Lan hurried over with someone and stopped Ren Chenbai with a bad face: "What are you doing?"

Ren Chenbai stopped and recognized her identity: "Assistant Zhao."

When talking about the crew for Luo Cheng, Ren Chenbai once met Zhao Lan in a cafe and knew that she was director Gong Hanrou's assistant.

…

He still remembered that Director Gong had said that Zhao Lan was the female college student who was kidnapped, and was rescued together with Xiao Zhi and escaped from the devil's cave.

After being rescued, Zhao Lan's family always accompanied her and took care of her. It took her more than ten years to finally help her slowly get out of the shadow of a nightmare.

Ren Chenbai had a good impression of her, he knew that Zhao Lan came to apply to be Director Gong's assistant because he decided to face the past, and his tone was very gentle: "I haven't been here for a while, I'll come to see Teacher Gong. "

"No." Zhao Lan frowned, "Mr. Ren, Teacher Gong doesn't want to see you."

She turned to the side and motioned to the field attendant to come over and send people off: "Please come back."

Ren Chenbai was on crutches, and the field manager didn't dare to touch him rashly, but just politely stepped forward and waited.

Ren Chenbai felt that something was wrong just now, and stopped her: "Assistant Zhao, did I do something bad?"

Zhao Lan looked at him with more and more strange eyes.

She stared at Ren Chenbai and repeated his words: "Did you do something bad?"

…

Zhao Lan couldn't think of how someone could be so shameless.

After the last time they broke up in the coffee shop, Gong Hanrou immediately started looking for the whereabouts of Huo Miao.

It's actually not difficult at all to match the identity of Huo Miao with Luo Chi - it's just that before this, the crew, according to their usual habits, would never rashly disturb the lives of the parties without permission.

When Ren Shuangmei told this story to an old friend, she deliberately concealed Luo Chi's identity and blurred key clues because she didn't want Luo Chi to be bothered by the past. Gong Hanrou is of course aware of this, so he always only listens to stories and never asks questions beyond the bounds.

Such tacit respect and protection, but after one of the parties died too hastily, it unexpectedly turned into a stand-by by accident.

In the conversation in the cafe, Gong Hanrou noticed an ominous clue from Ren Chenbai's few words. She found out that Luo Chi had gone on a cruise. The crew had even made relevant preparations. When Luo Chi came back, they broke the usual rules of documentary filming and forcibly took the person away on the grounds of cooperating with the interview.

…

This is the first time that Gong Hanrou has been filming a documentary for such a long time. Gong Hanrou has no idea how to face her old friend.

"You keep telling the crew that the family is not good to Huo Miao, but you are taking good care of him."

Zhao Lan asked word by word: "You took care of people like this, and then you came to ask us, did you do anything bad?"

Only then did Ren Chenbai figure out what she was talking about: "You mean my brother?"

"Is there any misunderstanding? My brother is very good. I'm here for him this time."

Ren Chenbai was dumbfounded: "Isn't Luo Cheng in the crew? Although Xiaozhi and their family have long since been related, but after all, she was his sister, so I'll take a look for him..."

When he came, he had just said goodbye to Xiaozhi, and promised to bring Xiaozhi a snack made with absolutely no egg whites.

It was really hard to buy. He had been queuing for a long time in front of the only store, and his legs were a little unconscious.

Listening to the murderer's shameless talk here, Zhao Lan's face darkened and he wanted to call the field manager to bombard people. Seeing Ren Chenbai's expression that seemed not to be false at all, he suddenly gave birth to some unprovoked horror.

At this moment, Gong Hanrou's voice came from behind her: "Xiao Lan, go get busy."

Zhao Lan turned around and couldn't help frowning: "Mr. Gong, this person—"

"It doesn't matter." Gong Hanrou said, "We will see you sooner or later."

The last time Ren Chenbai came to the crew, everyone's emotions had not had time to deal with it properly.

Not only Zhao Lan, but even Gong Hanrou could not control the strong anger and disgust, and scolded Ren Chenbai on the spot, telling him to get out of his crew.

Gong Hanrou motioned to the field manager to prepare the room for the reception of guests, came over and looked at Ren Chenbai.

She looks much older than a few days ago. Although she still maintains her usual sharpness and reason, her eyes are already showing some tired blood: "Since we want to talk, let's talk."

Ren Chenbai wanted to help her, but Gong Hanrou raised her hand to move away.

Gong Hanrou looked at the person behind Ren Chenbai: "Why isn't your assistant following you?"

Ren Chenbai was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Xun Zhen who was standing behind him with his arms folded.

He looked at Xun Zhen, and suddenly some chaotic images flashed in his mind, causing his temples to churn without warning: "You—"

"It's been replaced, Mr. Ren is not feeling well recently." Xun Zhen greeted politely, "Director Gong."

Gong Hanrou recognized him. She once made a documentary about the living conditions of mentally ill people. She had dealt with Xun Zhen and knew the identity of the other party.

She greeted Xun Zhen and glanced at Ren Chenbai thoughtfully: "It's alright, come with me."

At that moment, the headache came and went quickly, Ren Chenbai stood blankly on the spot, and was patted on the shoulder by Xun Zhen, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

"What happened to my brother?" Ren Chenbai frowned, "Why did they say I didn't take good care of Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi is sick?"

At that moment, he seemed to see Luo Zhi's figure lying on the hospital bed. He had never seen that figure so pale and weak that he suddenly felt a deep unease in his heart.

Ren Chenbai stood there, suddenly a little anxious: "I'd better go back and have a look, just to bring him snacks. He always forgets to eat when he starts painting..."

"Mr. Ren." Xun Zhen interrupted him, "Your brother is fine, he doesn't need your snacks."

Ren Chenbai stopped talking and looked at him suspiciously.

Xun Zhen signaled the direction Gong Hanrou was leaving, and walked over without waiting for him.

... He knew that Ren Chenbai would definitely follow.

After figuring out what the Ming family meant, Xun Zhen tried to induce Ren Chenbai based on the information sent by Minglu.

This process was far simpler than he thought—Ren Chenbai didn't even need any persuasion from him, he almost couldn't wait to fully believe and accept this statement.

Now Ren Chenbai believes that after the three-month injury in Wanghai Villa, Luo Zhi was officially brought home by his mother and completely cut off his relationship with the Luo family.

After that, Luo Zhi lived in Ren's house and lived with them. Later, when his mother passed away due to illness, Ren Chenbai has been taking care of Luo Zhi until now.

Xun Zhen originally wanted to save some face for the Ren family, so he let him finish the dream in the ward. It was Ren Chenbai who was unrelenting and insisted on coming to the crew no matter what he said.

No matter how strict the management is, the crew is also the crew. There are so many people, it is impossible for any news to be concealed.

In the past, Xun Zhen had no idea what the heir of the Ren family, who was the most acclaimed, gentle and kind-hearted, would look like in the eyes of outsiders. .

…

Ren Chenbai followed Gong Hanrou to the reception room.

It's easy to see that this room was originally used for recording interviews. After fixing the large green plant pot for occlusion, there is also a camera with a red light flashing.

Sensing that Ren Chenbai's footsteps were a little hesitant, Gong Hanrou stopped and turned around: "I need interview materials from the relatives of the parties involved, you came just in time."

Gong Hanrou looked at him: "Is there any inconvenience?"

Hearing the "relatives" mentioned by Gong Hanrou, Ren Chenbai was stunned for a moment, and then his expression softened a lot: "No."

"You're right, this part should indeed be recorded." Ren Chenbai smiled, "I've been too busy lately, and it seems that I haven't chatted with my brother for a long time... He's reluctant to pay attention to me recently, probably because he is rebellious. It's over, it's my fault, you should care more about him."

Gong Hanrou sat on the chair not far away.

Ren Chenbai leaned on crutches, walked to the sofa covered by green plants and sat down, putting the crutches in his hand aside.

He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to say these words, so that he could confirm it again, and completely drive out the unexplained fear that was so cold in his heart.

He was so satisfied with his current life that he felt as if he had had an absurd nightmare that spanned half his life. It was only now that he woke up and caught the fate that was at his fingertips.

To tell the truth, he still feels uneasy from time to time - the nightmare is too real, so real that it seems to be vivid, and it's all fake, and it's good that he didn't really do it.

Fortunately, he finally woke up, if he was trapped in that nightmare...

No, there is no such possibility.

There is absolutely no such possibility, he will never be fooled.

Ren Chenbai looked at his hand, he tried his best to remind himself of the scene he saw before the crew.

—His brother was painting in the studio.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, the figure was sitting in front of the easel, the brush in his hand concentrated on smearing and sketching on the canvas, and there was a little paint on the cuffs.

He stood at the door and watched for a while before leaving, probably because he kept his voice so low that the people in the room didn't notice it at all, and were still concentrating on the details of the painting.

…

Xiao Zhi really doesn't like to care about him recently.

Always burying his head and doing his own thing, and taking him as air when walking around the house... But it's not my brother's fault, it's his fault.

He's done some really bad things before. Those things are too much, so much that he deserves it whenever he is turned over to old accounts, and whenever he is left out because of these things, and he gets angry with him...

Gong Hanrou asked, "Your family adopted him?"

"Yes, it was ten years ago."

Ren Chenbai nodded. He seemed to remember the situation at that time, and his smile flashed quickly and briefly on his face: "He made a wish to be a family with us."

Ren Chenbai said this sentence slowly, and he looked at his palm: "My mother took him home."

"How is he?" Gong Hanrou asked, "How is your life at your house?"

…

This should be regarded as two questions.

Ren Chenbai separated these two questions, and he couldn't wait to answer the first one: "He is very good."

"Very well-behaved, very obedient, and very sensible." Ren Chenbai said, "Many—"

He seemed to encounter some obstacles when he said this, and stumbled before continuing: "Many people like him."

Ren Chenbai's fingers clenched unconsciously, and then he suddenly shuddered, pressing down on his broken leg, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"But he's not doing well, because of me, I'm sick." Ren Chenbai said, "I can't see that others treat him well."

"I always want him to follow me only, and I always want him to only trust me. I'm sick."

Ren Chenbai seemed eager to prove something frankly with such self-abuse, but his words suddenly began to lose logic again, and stammered to explain: "I mean, I pretended to be good to him, but I was actually very bad to him secretly. But I I didn't mean to be bad to him, I was—"

"You want to control him." Gong Hanrou's voice sounded, "You want him to rely on you to survive."

Her tone was cold, and even the calm and indifference just now was completely gone, only the undisguised mocking chill.

Ren Chenbai shivered violently in this sentence, but instead heaved a sigh of relief and nodded heavily, as if he had finally solved a knot in his heart with this condemnation: "Yes."

"But then I figured it out and reflected on it." Ren Chenbai said, "So I changed it."

Gong Hanrou asked, "Why did you change it?"

"I just figured it out suddenly... He is already my family."

Ren Chenbai twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'll figure it out one day, I'm so ridiculous, he's my brother, can he still run?"

He smiled: "I figured out this, and I corrected myself bit by bit, but it has been corrected for several years... Now I see someone likes him, and it's still uncomfortable, but I can bear it."

"We are living a very happy life now and I take good care of him."

Ren Chenbai smiled and said, "I used to be very bad. Thanks to my mother and his willingness to tolerate me, I am changing."

Gong Hanrou seems to be the first time to know the son of this old friend.

At one point, she even lost the strength to keep asking questions, just fell silent in disbelief, looking at the figure on the sofa muttering incoherently.

After a long while, Gong Hanrou suddenly asked, "What if he can't be your brother?"

Gong Hanrou asked this sentence, looking at the gloomy and gloomy, almost instinctive reaction that flashed across Ren Chenbai's face instantly, the bottom of his heart became infinitely cold.

Ren Chenbai was stunned by this question.

He was stunned for a long time, and his nerves kept pressing on his leg. He jerked the leg hard, looking like he was going to straighten it or break it.

"If he can't be your brother, you won't reflect or change."

Gong Han was silent for a moment, no longer waiting for him, and gave the answer directly: "You will become more and more unscrupulous, more and more aggressive, more and more crazy—"

"There is no such possibility!" Ren Chenbai suddenly roared sharply, "He is my younger brother!"

Ren Chenbai seemed to want to stand up from the sofa, but fell down with his broken leg and sat back: "He is my brother, we are a family! We are living well now, no other assumptions are needed!"

Gong Hanrou didn't say any more.

Sitting in the chair, she looked at Ren Chenbai, whose face suddenly turned hideous, in addition to growing disgust and disgust, she also revealed some pity.

Ren Chenbai's nerves were pierced by the pity in her eyes, and he suddenly regained his senses, panting a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Teacher Gong."

"I lost my way." Ren Chenbai said, "I don't like this assumption very much."

...he dreads the assumption.

So terrified that he couldn't even accept that it was proposed as a hypothesis, so terrified that even the slightest thought of the possibility would be swallowed up in an instant by a fear that would crush his bones.

"I was lucky, my mother took him home and gave me the opportunity to be a family with him."

Ren Chenbai moved his body with difficulty and sat firmly on the sofa: "I will cherish this opportunity, I will treat him..."

His movements suddenly stagnated along with his voice, and his pupils shrank in disbelief, condensing on a figure not far away.

According to Gong Hanrou's instructions, Zhao Lan also brought Luo Cheng to the reception room.

...In just a few days, Luo Cheng has completely changed his personality.

There are makeup artists and assistants in the crew, at least to ensure that her image is not so outrageous at first glance, but as long as you look a little closer, it is not difficult to see the clues.

Luo Cheng stood in the corner, she glanced at Ren Chenbai blankly, and after a while, she recognized him: "Brother Chenbai."

"You still won't let me go?" Luo Cheng asked, shaking his head again, "You won't let me go."

Luo Orange looked down at the toes: "How are you going to punish me?"

Ren Chenbai's figure seemed to be frozen on the sofa, staring at her motionless, frowning tightly.

"Why am I." Ren Chenbai slowly clenched his palms. For some reason, he couldn't finish the sentence in one breath, "Why punish you?"

Luo Cheng's reaction was a bit bigger this time, and he raised his head in a daze, looking at him almost strangely.

…

The sharp headache suddenly exploded in Ren Chenbai's temple.

"No, no need to answer." Ren Chenbai said hastily, "I don't want to know, you—"

He was a step too late. Maybe his head didn't hurt enough, or maybe the sound of his heart being squeezed into his chest by a hand, squeezing out the blood inside wasn't loud enough, but he still heard Luo Cheng's words clearly.

He heard Luo Cheng's voice: "Because of me, the second brother will die."

...what second brother?

Where did Luo Cheng come from, the second brother?

Jane Huaiyi? When did Jian Huaiyi die?

Ren Chenbai looked at the ground in panic, and he asked in a low voice incoherently, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You mean Xiaozhi? Xiaozhi is no longer your second brother. He was adopted by my mother ten years ago. He is my brother and has nothing to do with you. You can't call him second brother. He is my brother. ."

Ren Chenbai's speech became more and more urgent: "We have been very happy all these years. My mother left early, but she was also very relieved. Xiaozhi was at home. He was still painting when I left, and I agreed to give it to him. Bring snacks, how could you curse him to death? How dare you—"

His words were abruptly cut off by Luo Cheng's voice. He thought that he must be very ferocious now, so ferocious that Luo Cheng had been tortured to the point of being numb, and he still had clear fear when he looked at him.

"Brother Chenbai..." Luo Cheng asked him in a trembling voice, "Are you crazy?"

Ren Chenbai had already rushed over from the sofa, and the intense pain that exploded from the broken leg seemed to be isolated by something. He staggered and rushed in front of Luo Cheng, and was quickly held up by several field managers.

He didn't have the ability or intention to commit murder at all. Instead, he relied on those unceremonious hands to barely stand still. Ren Chenbai stared at Luo Cheng, his voice almost like a furious beast trapped in a trap: "I'm not crazy, what I said is true!"

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to show Luo Cheng the photos he took, how well and happy Xiaozhi had been at his house over the years, how many awards he had won, and how many singles he had released.

Ren Chenbai frantically pressed his mobile phone, staring at the screen, cold sweat pouring out.

His vision began to blur, and his hands were shaking more and more.

...where did it go?

The photos, screenshots, and music software specially downloaded for playing songs are all in his mobile phone... He can't hold back the flames while he is learning to accept it.

He is learning to accept, he is reflecting... He still regrets it all the time. It would be better if he reflected earlier.

If you reflect a little earlier, the mother will not necessarily have an accident, and the younger brother will not be angry with him.

They will be the most complete family and happier than they are now. He will be influenced by two such good people, a little bit into a less mean and selfish monster and demon...

Ren Chenbai suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground. He saw his phone fell far away and hurried to pick it up, and then he saw Xun Zhen appear in front of him.

"President Xun!" Ren Chenbai's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed the other person in a hurry, "You know these things, right? I have a younger brother! We've been a family for a long time! You tell them—"

His eyes fell on the injection in Xun Zhen's hand, he trembled fiercely, struggling back desperately: "What are you doing?!"

"Mr. Ren." Xun Zhen's voice recalled, "Is it time to wake up?"

…what to wake up to?

Ren Chenbai held his head tightly, his chest was like a bellows that kept pulling, he tried his best to open his mouth to gasp for breath, but he didn't seem to be sucked in.

He may indeed have had another nightmare, in which a group of people inexplicably had to prove to him that Luo Zhi did not become his younger brother, and that Luo Zhi was already dead.

He clearly saw the shadow painting at home. He was sure he must have seen it, how could the hallucination be so clear?

"...Go look at the sea with me."

Ren Chenbai clenched Xun Zhen's hand tightly, and his fingers with too much force were already faintly twitching: "Go to look at the sea, I will prove it to you, I brought him snacks..."

…everything couldn’t be more reasonable.

He had checked it many times, and there was nothing wrong with it.

There is nowhere that contradicts logic. Everything is logical, everything is the result of the most natural development, and he is living a life that is a little dull but most cherished.

He used to want many things, used to be more greedy, selfish and cold-blooded than he is now, he was a devil hiding under layers of disguise. If it wasn't for meeting his mother and Luo Zhi, he wouldn't have this qualification—

"Mr. Ren." Xun Zhen suddenly asked, "Why did you just say that if you reflect a little earlier, your mother will not have an accident?"

Ren Chenbai suddenly failed in countless thoughts.

Without finishing his final thoughts, he fell heavily from the gap of those thoughts in an instant, the speed getting faster and faster, the limbs under the violent impact instantly exploded with unimaginable pain and numbness, he could not make any sound, He was dragged back to reality.

Ren Chenbai gasped blankly, and found that he was no longer on the set.

He seemed to have passed out in Gong Hanrou's crew, and now he was carried into an ambulance with a restraint **** his body.

Xun Zhen sat at his feet, lowered his head, and asked, "Why did your mother have an accident?"

Ren Chenbai didn't seem to be able to understand these words. He just looked around in a panic, and when he saw the box of snacks, he was a little relieved: "Where's Xiaozhi?"

"I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going home." Ren Chenbai moved his throat, "Xiao Zhi is still waiting for me, he hasn't eaten."

Xun Zhen didn't want the ambulance to go to the hospital.

He made a gesture to open the door of the trunk, and the dazzling sunlight rushed in with the sea breeze in an instant.

Ren Chenbai was untied from those restraints, he almost grabbed the crutches and snacks, and rolled down from the car.

The ambulance stopped in front of the garden, not far from Luo Zhi's house.

Ren Chenbai smiled.

He even managed to sort it out before limping over and knocking on the door twice.

"Little citrus?" Ren Chen said in a warm voice, "I'm back."

Ren Chenbai shook the dim sum in his hand: "Come out and get some air."

No one answered in the room, Ren Chenbai thought, Luo Zhi was probably asleep.

Ren Chenbai took out his mobile phone and wanted to send Luo Zhi a WeChat message, but for some reason, he dragged it back and forth many times, but couldn't find the dialogue bar with Luo Zhi.

There seems to be a lot of problems with his phone, and it's time to send it in for repair.

Ren Chenbai frowned, clicked on the contacts and searched for it over and over again, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to have repaired his mobile phone not long ago.

...why does he go to fix the phone?

Ren Chenbai was barely standing on the edge of the door.

He tried his best to think for a long time before he remembered that it seemed to be because of a little star named Li Weiming - that **** bastard, in order to get revenge on him, he deleted Luo Zhi's WeChat while he was not paying attention.

Deleted WeChat, the record can not be found back. He angrily smashed everything in the office that day, and searched all the people who claimed to be able to retrieve chat records, but to no avail.

He lost Luo Zhi's WeChat.

Why did Li Weiming want revenge on him?

Because they originally had a nest of snakes and rats, Li Weiming did not expect that he would suddenly bite back... What are they doing together in a nest of snakes and rats?

Ren Chenbai thought hard about this question, his face finally began to change, and the last little smile disappeared without a trace.

... He watched the little star go to frame Luo Zhi.

How could he watch others frame Luo Zhi? !

Ren Chenbai was strangled by the throat, his hands were shaking, and he slowly pushed the door open with difficulty, like a wrench that let the guillotine fall on his head.

The room is empty.

That's not a room for people to live in.

Even if it was once returned by its owner and finally cleaned up, it is impossible to live in.

He looked at the large swathes of mold that spread from the window to the wall, the mold twisting and deforming in his vision, like a comical absurd and bizarre hallucination.

Ren Chenbai moved in slowly while leaning against the wall. He touched the molds. There was a cold dampness on the back wall, which poured into his body along his hand in an instant.

Why does he want to watch others frame Luo Zhi?

because…

"Dust white." He heard his mother's unbelievable voice, "...you threw conch?"

Late that night, he was called by his mother to meet alone at Wanghai Villa.

His mother found the surveillance cameras he had installed in the villa.

The mother deliberately took Luo Zhi out that day, and wanted to go to the villa to hide some small gifts for Luo Zhi, but unexpectedly discovered the surveillance.

The mother checked the surveillance, learned a lot of things, learned a lot of his secrets... They had some disputes.

The mother did not tell anyone in the family about the specific condition. He did not know what was wrong with the mother, but only knew that the mother was not in good health recently. He watched his mother suddenly collapse in pain, and his mind became blank. When his mother's assistant found out that something was wrong and rushed her to the hospital, it was too late...

He stood blankly in the corner of the emergency room.

Luo Zhi came to comfort him without knowing anything, Luo Zhi thought it was just an accident, Luo Zhi didn't know anything at all - why didn't Luo Zhi know anything?

He is a cold-blooded, unfamiliar monster, the most despicable, selfish, heartless demon who is best at disguising and deceiving. He will atone for his sins in despair for the rest of his life. Why is Luo Zhi so warm and clean?

…

If it wasn't to hide gifts for Luo Zhi, would my mother suddenly go to Wanghai Villa and find those surveillance cameras?

The thorns full of poisonous juice spread from his chest, and he firmly grasped the wound on Luo Zhi's arm. The wound was bitten by Luo Zhi himself, and blood was oozing from his fingers.

He watched Luo Zhi's arm being stimulated by pain, trembling unconsciously in his palm, and finally a vicious twisted pleasure grew in his heart.

He passed out.

It's been a week since I woke up.

He had no memory of what happened at the time, except for that particularly clear and cold hatred.

He thought back carefully along the path of hatred, and asked if Luo Zhi was by his side when his mother passed away. He looked at those people and looked at each other in dismay. It seemed that there was something unspeakable but it was hard to say it clearly. Finally, someone dealt with it and agreed randomly.

...he's qualified to live.

Ren Chenbai moved his eyes.

He moved his eyes little by little, looking at Xun Zhen who was standing in front of him.

The picture of the other party trying to induce him suddenly popped up. He almost couldn't wait to accept the hint given by Xun Zhen and believed what Xun Zhen said - only one thing, Xun Zhen couldn't correct him.

He was only willing to call him "Little Citrus."

Why is he called Huomiao Xiaozhi?

Because that was the only name that could be held tightly by him and dragged into the pitch-black cold water full of oil.

Even after being dragged in by him, the citrus tree still struggled to grow upwards, pushing its branches out with difficulty.

He stared fiercely at the slender branch, which still had tender green leaves, which were washed clean by the dew.

…

Xun Zhen couldn't correct him.

-Why in this dream, everything is logical, why can't find any fault?

Because this is the future.

It was he who ruined the future.

Ren Chenbai suddenly struggled to get up, and he was already like a wandering soul, stumbling over to the reef recklessly.

He saw himself.

He had to stop himself, the dream had to go on, he couldn't wake up, he couldn't wake up.

Why can't you stop yourself? Why not give him a chance? He knew it was wrong, he really knew it was wrong this time, he should have broken all his legs, how could he throw that conch...

He rushed towards the sea frantically, the icy water engulfed him instantly, and the sharp reefs on the seabed slammed heavily on his ribs. His chest cavity was convulsing, and he was still struggling to climb into the sea, desperately rummaging for those conch shells, but he couldn't find the fate that was destroyed by himself.

Xun Zhen's reaction was not able to catch up with a lunatic. They led someone to catch up, and it took some time to finally find the reef.

Ren Chenbai was dragged out of the sea, his hands were bloodied by the sharp rocks, and his eyes were open.

He seemed to be slowly falling into some kind of hallucination, showing a tentative smile in a trance.

"I know." He choked on blood, "I know it's wrong..."

He seemed to be someone who would always be soft-hearted when he saw something. That person was probably walking over in a hallucination, and he couldn't wait to reach out his hand to please.

Before the smile could be realized, it instantly solidified in his eyes, and then disappeared.

…

He saw himself for the countless times in the hallucination.

He suddenly began to shake his head vigorously, staring at the place and begging in horror, and in the end he even cried and shouted hysterically.

He was unmoved in the hallucination, just walked over step by step, and he watched his figure cover Luo Chi's vague shadow.

His impression of Luo Chi was too vague, the vague flame dissipated in an instant, leaving no trace, only a hideous and ugly darkness.

He cried out in horror, seeing himself for the countless times in that hideous place.

He saw himself walking behind the reef.

What has happened cannot be erased and there is no chance of any change.

He picked up the conch with only a shallow layer of fine sand buried on it, raised his hand disapprovingly, and threw it into the seawater that devoured everything.