Subsequently, Gao Chuan called his father Gao Zhiyuan again, and after thinking about it, he still felt that Li Xin'er's analysis made some sense, maybe the serious illness he had when he was seven years old was indeed likely to have something to do with his current situation, and see if he could ask anything useful.

After his parents divorced, Gao Chuan also followed his father Gao Zhiyuan, who was just nine years old at that time.

I picked up my phone and dialed it.

"Hey, who?"

The other end was quickly connected, and a middle-aged uncle's voice with a somewhat idle tone came.

"I, your son. ”

"What's the matter, I'm catching a fish. ”

The voice on the other end of the phone came again, Gao Chuan's face darkened slightly, is fishing more important than your son, and said helplessly.

"Dad, I want to ask you something, what was the serious illness when I was seven years old, and what was the situation at that time, do you remember?"

There was a deep groan on the other end of the phone.

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I've been having nightmares for the past few days, and the doctor asked me if I had any psychological trauma when I was a child, so I asked, did I have any psychological trauma when I was a child?"

Takakawa half-truths and half-truths.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few moments, and then the voice came.

"What kind of psychological trauma can you have, the illness at that time was just a relatively serious fever and cold, don't think about it, I think you are handling a case and killing too many people, and you have psychological problems, you have long been told to restrain yourself, you have to listen, you killed people again last night, do you want to break the murder record of the police station?"

"I'll call you Uncle Wei and ask him to give you a few days off and give you a good rest for a few days to calm down. ”

"Okay, then I'll have a good rest for two days. ”

Gao Chuan didn't want his father to worry too much, so when he saw that he couldn't ask for useful information, he immediately said yes, and then hung up the phone after chatting a few words of homely things.

Here, after hanging up the phone, Gao Chuan drove back towards the Maple Forest Villa.

On the other side, by a fish pond on the outskirts of Xingdao City, Gao Zhiyuan, who was a middle-aged uncle, was silent after hanging up the phone.

.................

Night

Maple Grove Annex.

Gao Chuan stood on the balcony with his hands on the fence, staring at the brightly lit night scene in the distance, and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

In the past, Gao Chuan was not a smoker, whether it was in the previous life or in this life, there was no habit of smoking, but since the dream of the blood gate began a week ago, Gao Chuan began to smoke, because when he smoked, he felt that his tense mind was much more relaxed.

It's not a cigarette he smokes, it's a mood.

This is the landmark building of the entire Star Island, symbolizing the rise and prosperity of Star Island, and it is also the tallest building in Star Island, one of the tourist attractions of Star Island, and a holy place for countless tourists to check in.

Maybe it's because I'm not sure if I will have a chance to see it again in the future, people's moods are different, I didn't think how beautiful the Star Tower was before, and how beautiful the night of the Star Island was, but this time, Gao Chuan suddenly felt a kind of beauty.

Calamity and suffering, only then do you know that it is good to be quiet.

When the cigarette burned out, Gao Chuan returned to the living room, extinguished the cigarette butt and put it in the ashtray, and then pressed the ashtray against the book next to him.

Gao Chuan was not sure if he would be able to survive this time, so he wrote this notebook, and if he died, it would be a suicide note.

"Life or death, let's settle tonight. ”

Taking a deep breath and pressing the book down, Takagawa walked into the bedroom, and—

Start sleeping.

Of course, Gao Chuan didn't really want to sleep, but to let himself enter the dream of the Scarlet Gate again, for him, everything started from the dream of the Scarlet Gate, so naturally, everything should end from there.

And according to the sleeping experience during this time, as long as he is not awakened by the dirty things in the house, then he will inevitably enter the dream of the blood-colored gate.

In order to ensure that he could smoothly enter the dream of the blood-colored gate, Gao Chuan also took a sleeping pill himself when he slept.

The effect of sleeping pills and Gao Chuan's own mental exhaustion during this period of time also made him sink quickly.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like only a moment had passed, and it seemed like a long time had passed, and Takakawa woke up again.

However, when he woke up this time, the environment Gao Chuan saw was no longer in a familiar bedroom, but a world shrouded in blood-colored mist, and in front of him, an open blood-colored door stood quietly, facing him.

The blood-colored gate stood silently, as if it had been infected with endless blood, and on the eaves hung some red liquid that seemed to be dripping like water droplets but not completely dripping.

Spooky, eerie, cold, bloody......

This is the most intuitive feeling that the blood-colored gate brings to Gao Chuan, just looking at it, it makes him feel an inexplicable chill.

"It worked. ”

Gao Chuan took a deep breath and felt the coldness in the air, this dream gave him a feeling of incomparably real, the temperature and coldness in the air were extremely clear, which was not found in other dreams in the past, even if other dreams in the past seemed real, but in terms of touch, they were almost nothing, and real dreams would not have a clear touch.

Except for spring dreams.

The ground beneath his feet was dark red, like a blood-stained world, and the touch of his feet on it was so real that even kicking the ground with his foot would make Takakawa feel pain.

From the first time he entered this dream of the blood-colored gate, Gao Chuan had serious doubts about the authenticity of this dream.

In the end, it is really just a dream, or is it a kind of soul crossing.

"Takakawa... Takakawa ......"

A small voice soon rang out, coming from inside the blood-colored gate, as if it was far away, giving people the feeling that the sound would dissipate as soon as the wind blew, but it was like a person's endless resentful curse, full of madness, and just listening to it made people feel like they were about to fall into madness.

"Dog's day, barking every day, barking every night, calling you dad, Lao Tzu will come in and kill you now!"

Gao Chuan was also ruthless, and with a roar, he picked up a stone the size of a brick from the ground and rushed into the blood-colored gate.

As for whether this rush in is good or bad, whether it is life or death, Gao Chuan doesn't care, anyway, if he continues to drag on, he will be dragged down sooner or later, rather than so, it is better to take advantage of the fact that he still has the strength to collapse before he recklessly, he came in this time to make up his mind to enter the blood-colored gate.

Give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, in case you succeed!

Rumble!

The moment Gao Chuan rushed into the blood-colored gate, the blood-colored mist in the entire blood-colored world also surged violently in an instant.

.......