The big one's clothes and shoes, the dirty face, and the clear eyes were full of surprise, the child hid behind the old man's clothes, revealing a small half of his face.

"Can you hear me?" Chen Ge put down his backpack and gently stretched out his hands towards the child: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." ”

The child hiding behind those clothes in the wardrobe looked at Chen Ge timidly, he looked at Chen Ge's hand, hesitated for a long time, and slowly stretched out his hand.

The cold little hand was placed on Chen Ge's palm, and the long-lost warmth made the boy's eyes slowly widen.

"Have you been staying here?" Chen Ge pointed to his feet, he wanted to ask the little boy if he had been staying behind the door, but the little boy misunderstood what he meant, waved his hands, and gestured desperately.

After watching it for a long time, Chen Ge realized that this kid was playing a game with his friends, everyone was playing hide and seek, and he was hiding here to avoid others.

Looking at the little boy who struggled to express, Chen Ge shook his head slightly, those children were not ready to look for him at all, he was just the object of teasing.

He seriously hid in the closet, and finally opened the cabinet door to find that it was not the children who were probably him, but the owner of the house calling him to eat.

"Have you ever thought about making more friends, have you ever wanted to open your window and look at the outside world?" Chen Ge found Jiang Ming, the key person in the world behind the door, but he couldn't figure out what the relationship between this Jiang Ming and Jiang Ming outside the door was.

Jiang Ming inside the door may be Jiang Ming's hearing loss outside the door, but the probability is not large.

Judging from the existing clues, the door will only appear when Jiang Ming outside the door is asleep, so Jiang Ming inside the door is likely to be Jiang Ming's own consciousness.

"In this imaginary world, all behaviors and characters are related to reality, Jiang Ming with the idea of playing with friends, hiding in the room where he feels the warmest, this should be his best memory."

Chen Ge wanted to say something, but Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly changed, from surprise to horror, and tears came out almost instantly.

"He's looking behind my back!"

The smell of alcohol poured into his nose, Chen Ge didn't say a word, kicked his legs on the ground, and flashed to the side holding the little boy.

Bottles smashed against the closet, shards of glass flying, but no sound came out.

The thick blood vessels bulged out on his face, and the drunken monster didn't know when he ran over, he should have heard Chen Ge's voice.

"This guy is really haunted, and the most troublesome thing is that he can't be killed." Chen Ge held the skull crusher hammer in one hand and the little boy in the other, and the child was frightened, like a kitten with a bruised body, his body was constantly trembling with fright.

"The fear of the drunken father is rooted in the bottom of my heart, and it is this fear that is increasing the power of the drunkard and making him stronger and stronger." Chen Ge had a plan in mind: "If I can help the boy overcome his fear and tell him with practical actions that the drunken father is not invincible, the situation should improve." ”

It's easy to say, but it's too difficult to change the memories that are rooted in your heart.

"Jiang Ming, don't be afraid, uncle is here, no one can hurt you." Chen Ge put the child on the chair and held the skull crusher hammer with both hands: "With his strengthening speed, I can still hammer him ten times." ”

Ready, Chen Ge was about to make a move, when the door of the rental house was suddenly opened, and a white-haired old lady was walking in the house with a bowl of noodles.

The old man was on his back and at least seventy years old.

The expression on her face was kind, but when she saw the drunken man, she changed her face in an instant, put down the bowl full of noodles, grabbed the cane beside the bed and slashed at the drunk.

The originally terrifying drunkard saw the old lady panicked, and dared to have a feeling of being in a hurry.

Having his head smashed by a skull-crusher hammer, the drunk didn't feel any pain, but after a few blows from the old man's crutches, he couldn't stand it anymore and fled out of the hut in a hurry.

The old man chased him out with his cane for a long distance before returning.

She angrily closed the door of the rental house, then walked into the bedroom, came to the child, and gently rubbed Jiang Ming's head.

The old man asked Jiang Ming to go to the table to eat, where there were the noodles she had just made, steaming, and it was very appetizing to watch.

Jiang Ming ran over to eat, and the old man looked at Chen Ge, the surprise in her eyes was no less than Jiang Ming's.

"Grandma, can you hear me too?"

The old man nodded.

"You still have your sanity? Can we communicate with each other? It's okay not to speak! Chen Ge took out a ballpoint pen wrapped in duct tape from his pocket, and took out a comic book from his backpack, complete with paper and pen.

Looking at Chen Ge, the old man said a few words, but Chen Ge couldn't hear the sound at all.

She pushed away the ballpoint pen in Singer Chen's and turned to walk towards the living room.

Staring at the old man's back, Chen Ge suddenly found that the old lady was different from the others in the scene behind the door.

Her body was illusory, as if it might dissipate at any time, and more importantly, Chen Ge felt a coldness from her.

Using his double pupils, Chen Ge found that this old lady didn't seem to be distorted according to Jiang Ming's memory, but a remnant thought that would soon dissipate!

Without sustenance, obsessions can only exist for a limited time, even behind the door.

Although the old man's memories overlapped with Jiang Ming's, this only extended the time of her existence.

At some point, she will still dissipate. At that time, the old lady in the world behind the door will be completely shaped according to Jiang Ming's memory, and that person may still protect Jiang Ming in the world behind the door and make hot noodles for him, but after all, he will not be the same person before.

Chen Ge became more and more curious about the truth, he walked up to the old man, who was taking out a pen and paper from the drawer, and she sketched on the paper.

Every time she wrote a word, her body would become illusory, and the old man handed the paper to Chen Ge after writing, and there were only four words on it - beware of snails.

"Snails?"

Chen Ge has entered the back door many times, and he knows the world behind the door very well, the most terrifying thing in this place is the red clothes, and the one who is even more terrifying than the red clothes is the fierce god, but the old lady asked him to be careful of the snail.

"Is a snail scarier than that drunkard who can't kill anything?" Chen Ge asked in a low voice, and the old lady nodded.

"I see, so how are we going to get out?"

Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the old lady first made a gesture to silence herself, and then clicked on the word snail on the paper.

"The key to getting out is also on the snail? Is this snail the nickname of some terrible ghost? Or is it a reference to something? ”

Chen Ge was still thinking, Jiang Ming at the table had already finished eating the noodles, he was holding the rice bowl and preparing to go out, it seemed that he wanted to wash the dishes, but was stopped by the old man.

The old lady rubbed Jiang Ming's head lovingly, wiped Jiang Ming's mouth clean with her apron, and then stood in front of Jiang Ming and pointed at Chen Ge.

Jiang Ming immediately understood what the old lady meant, he took Chen Ge's hand, and happily prepared to run out of the door.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Ge knew that the old man had no malicious intentions, and judging by the old man's actions just now, it should have been that she told Jiang Ming to take Chen Ge to complete a certain thing.

Jiang Ming heard Chen Ge's voice, with an innocent smile on his face, as if he wanted to share his secret with others, he quietly put his hand in his pocket.

After a moment, Jiang Ming took out a snail's shell from his pocket.

He carefully held the snail shell as if it were the most precious treasure to him.