Chapter 357

They chatted for a while, and as the night grew deeper, Du Zhengyi set up a few guards around them, and at first he was still distracted and prepared. But the night was more tranquil than he had imagined, and this tranquility was not complete silence. He lay on a thick cushion and could hear the sound of walking in the hallway, and the lightless laboratory was completely shut down, and the mages were all idle all at once.

Some mages may leave their rooms and go to the four gardens of the Highland mages to enjoy the night, where they can instead enjoy the fire and revelry. There were also mages who might have been doing something in the room, and his ears were more sensitive than his kind, and he heard some of the rooms in the neighborhood that were particularly noisy, and some of his fellow disciples were having a special loving exchange.

He doesn't care about other people's business, and he doesn't particularly care about it. When the moon shone in, Roach curled up beside him and fell asleep, leaving him alone awake, and the voices of others in his ears seemed clearer and louder. He was no stranger to this feeling, he had a vague feeling that he had been in for most of his life.

He is out of step with most people, even if he is a teacher, he has no sense of belonging. He has been attending classes since he was very young, and his schoolwork is much heavier than others, of course, he is not complaining, he himself also has a strong desire for knowledge, and what he is most satisfied with about Pei Shu is that he can arrange enough reasonable courses for him, and it does not make him feel too bored. He never cared that he didn't have time to play, but sometimes he stood far away at the window and watched his peers play strange stupid games.

Later, he was very fond of his own games, and a career as a battle mage was his game. There are more games than Roach playing, there are more parameters that will mutate, and the game is more uncontrollable, which capable boy would not like it? But when he came back from winning the game, he couldn't find any other players of the same age, no one would discuss the game with him, and no one would share the victory with him. His peers were suffering from pimples, their eyes lingering on the opposite sex, and every time he returned, he felt a slight change in the atmosphere between them, and he knew that some story had happened to them. He watched these stories from afar, and could only rely on guesses. There was a vague distance between them, and he felt as if he were in the clouds.

When he walked into the door of someone else's house, he saw the picture of strange life unfolding in front of him, parents shed sad tears for their children, hatred and heartbreak were intertwined at the same time, he tasted the complex family affection with estrangement, and the most bn children sometimes panicked and stretched out a hand to their parents for help from afar. He is better than anyone else in the job, and he is more able to cut off the connection between them with iron and blood. Because he knows very little about this family love, and he lost it too early, he will not panic so much, and he will not suffer too much empathy.

However, there are times when he catches a glimpse of the toys his father made for his child scattered on the ground, when he sees his mother making scarves for her child in a clumsy way by hand, he is also curious, and curiosity is like a crazy vine winding in his heart. He doesn't tear the vines, they wither if they are left alone. Or, they linger quietly in a corner of his heart.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to go through this, and when he knew he didn't have much time left, he had panicked about it. He left Pei Shu and hurriedly added content to his life. Pei Shu did not stand in the way, he understood that he wanted to fill the void in his life, and he respected all his choices. For him, he suddenly discovers that this world is not his world. There is a buffer zone, a widening barrier, between the world he fights for, and the world he pays for. He made great efforts and tried seriously, and maybe he got something plausible out of the world, but it was like eating wild fruit, only bitter and faint. He was skeptical, absolutely skeptical, skeptical that the people he observed were not eating anything like that. Otherwise, how could they show such a sweet look, and the smile in their eyes and the corners of their mouths exuded a kind of dementia.

He pondered what he wanted. He wants an unbreakable contract, like families who have a hard time abandoning each other. It's like even if he runs around and doesn't see him for a long time, the end of the contract won't let go of him. It's like after he died, many years have passed, and that person will remember him. All in all, when he saw that the time of death was approaching, he suddenly wanted a little bonding, as if he was afraid that he would be dissolved and lose all his existence.

He suddenly reached out and pinched Roach's face.

Roach let out a playful grunt, and before he woke up, he rolled over and buried his face in the pile of mats.

Cunning, good-tempered, as when he was sober.

Du Zhengyi felt a kind of satisfaction, as if he had finally accumulated a little property and had a little status in this world.

Outside the walls are full of sober people, boring mages enjoying the night and highland mages solving problems are busy, and if something happens, they won't be isolated here. So there was nothing particularly to worry about, Du Zheng leaned on one side, pillowed on his arm, and finally fell asleep.

Dreams come faster than ever, a long-lost dream.

Du Zhengyi once again walked into the deep corridor under the lonely mountain, the blue-gray stone paved ground was as smooth as a mirror, and the blue moonlight fell unreasonably in the corridor. It was counterintuitive, there would be no moonlight underground, so he vaguely knew that it was a dream. He knew that the shadow was waiting for him, a dream he had had done countless times until not so long ago, each time a simple repetition of the scene from years earlier.

It's a nightmare, but he's tired of it.

Knowing that it was a dream, he didn't have the tension and anxiety of that day, that day he knew that he had to stop everything from happening, that was his innate mission, he was one of the few people who knew the truth, and he was one of the few people who had to defend the rules. Roach didn't know this, and maybe even if Roach knew the truth, he wouldn't be able to understand it. The answer to a question may be open-ended, and everyone can have their own answer, but he is the one in it, and he has a natural position, and this position is his own. He can understand Roach's incomprehension and non-acceptance, and he also understands his own choices even more.

The long hallway came to an end, and this time they didn't fight, he just watched the dark shadow quietly, that part of the memory was mutilated.

The dark shadow looked back at him like an abyss, and they looked at each other silently. When this day actually happened, he was full of anger, because this man coveted the secret of the lonely mountain, and what right did he, as an individual, covet this great secret for his own selfish desires. But now that he's calm, he's a few years older, living in the gray area between life and death, and many questions that he can't figure out have answers, or at least understandable.

He looked calmly into the abyss, knowing that pain could happen at any time, and that the pain acting on his nerves from that day on that day had occurred from time to time when his mind was at its weakest, such as after he had fallen asleep. He often wakes up in pain, soaks the bedding in the middle of the night in cold sweat, and all he can enjoy is fragments of sleep, so he always can't sleep enough.

"You haven't surrendered yet." The shadow asked him, the voice like rumbling thunder.

Du Zheng thought about it, on that day, the black shadow didn't ask him this question, they just stood in the scene of that day, but they were not repeating the vague memory of that day. This dark shadow may just be a simulated projection of trauma in his mental world. However, to be able to carry out such logical reasoning in a dream, he must be imperceptibly influenced by Roach.

"If you give up, you'll get a quiet long sleep." The shadow was trying to persuade him. Perhaps it was he himself who was trying to persuade him. But no, he can't yet, it's not time yet. Now his reasons are more ample than before, now that Roach has not fully grown, he has not grown up enough to protect himself, he still depends on him, he even depends on the spiritual world. He can't go away at this time, as long as he can hold on, he still has to hold on for a while.

"That's not interesting." The Black Shadow said. But this sentence is very weak, Du Zhengyi does not doubt the meaning at all, this matter is of great significance to him.

Suddenly, at this time, a panicked voice shouted, "Brother." ”

He was startled, there was an extra fork in the corridor, and a figure somehow ran out of the forked corridor, with a familiar figure.

"Roach!" He shouted in shock and anger, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a spiritual world. He was anxious to be terrified, Roach, a cunning child, who could get into all the places he shouldn't be, not knowing that he was very vulnerable, and that he didn't know that he shouldn't suffer from that.

"Brother." Rocky shouted at him.

"Hurry up." Du Zhengyi said, lest he be swallowed by the black shadow, "No matter where this is, you shouldn't come." ”

Roach stood still, but shouted at him repeatedly, and he ran towards Roach in horror and rage, trying to drag him away. But he ran to Roach's side, and Roach's figure disappeared. He watched in confusion as Roach appeared in the other direction, standing against the wall, looking helplessly reaching out to him even more helplessly than his actual age, "Brother." ”

Brother, brother, brother, he was extremely annoyed and frightened when he shouted one after another. His composure, his demeanor, all vanished, and he nervously tried to get close to Roach's shadow again and again in the hallway. Finally he turned to the dark shadow, "Is this the new game that tortures me?" ”

He stopped the pursuit, and Roach reappeared not far from him, his face full of disappointment and frustration, and he was about to cry when he looked at it.

He turned his head away, hardening his heart away from his disappointment, "Just like before, no matter what new thing you make, I can overcome it." ”

Abyss looked back at him, "But don't you feel tired?" The longer you live and the richer your life, the more material you will have. Your soul is always in an endless hell, and the more you live as a person, the deeper you will fall into hell. You can't keep your mind tense, and every time you are negligent, I will drag you into the hot pot of hell. There's so much material available, you've seen too much hell on earth, you've seen too much twisted humanity, it's just getting started, and I haven't shown you more of the possibilities yet. ”

"Nope." Du Zhengyi said, he couldn't help but glance at Luo Qi, "Impossible." ”

"There is hell everywhere on earth, why is it impossible? Why can't it be his turn? Besides, he is a deer in the woods, the focus of chase, how long can you hide him? ”

"Nope." Mr. Du said he realized that he had indeed become weak because he heard himself say, "I don't want to see it." ”

He didn't want to see the screams penetrate his eardrums, the scene became more and more real, he tried to imagine all the impossibilities, and these impossibilities also worked. But it was the abyss that dominated all this, which distorted all the impossibilities he conceived, reversed all his ideas, and all the possible escapes he conceived of for Rowch were literally canceled. He watched Rocky's future over and over again in extremely logical real scenes, and countless situations appeared that Roach could not solve or escape. One by one, his friends fell, and Roach was always the most miserable and the loudest to ask him for help.

Even if he kept telling himself that it wasn't real, the real feeling was still there.

"Brother. Du Zhengyi. Someone was calling him, and he knew it vaguely, but the pain blurred his senses, and he didn't come to his senses.

Luo Qi got up from the pile of mats on the ground, observed Du Zhengyi with sleepy eyes for a while, and called again, "Brother, wake up." What happened to you? He stretched out his hand and pushed Du Zhengyi, but Du Zhengyi did not respond. Luo Qi felt the sweat on his body, he thought carefully for a while, and reached out to touch Du Zhengyi's temple.

Du Zhengyi's dream changed again, and he returned to his home, the home he had been a year ago. He was physically and mentally exhausted, and he no longer had the excitement of running into the house as a child, even though he knew he could see his mother. But he also knew that he was destined to see his dying mother again.

He sat down in the courtyard of his house, silently calming down the thoughts of the previous nightmare.

A figure turned out from behind the rockery in the courtyard, still familiar, a little timidly half of his body hidden behind the stones. "Brother." He exclaimed, "Will you help me?" ”

He willed, and of course he did. But he raised his eyes and looked at Roach self-deprecatingly, "How can I help you?" ”

Roach seems to be a dementia, which is also normal, in the last dream Roach was made a dementia, and he said repeatedly, "Can you help me?" ”

Du Zhengyi lowered his head and looked at the familiar masonry under his feet, "Let me wake up." ”

Suddenly, Du Zhengyi turned from bowing his head down to facing up on his back, he looked at the ceiling above his head and gasped violently, his heart beating like a drum. He glanced at Rocky, who was next to him, his fingers as if he had just withdrawn from his face. "What's wrong with you?"

He coughed, his throat back to normal, as if he had just run a sprint in the desert, and his throat had breathed in the dry air violently. "It's okay, I had a nightmare."

Roach stared at him intensely, as if he didn't quite believe his words, and as if he was on guard against his sudden onset.

He looked irritably out the window, "It's already dawn?" ”

"It's just dawning." Roach said.

Then this is the time when he is most likely to get a good night's sleep, but he is still a little afraid to fall asleep today without any delusions about getting a good night's sleep. Other than that, he heard something strange in the hallway, "Who's out there?" ”

Roach shook his head, "I just woke up, too. ”

"Let's go out and have a look." Du Zhengyi said. 11