The 372nd chapter: Nothing but death

  "You mean I have a split personality and you're my other half?" He suddenly realized.

  "No, we are not dual personalities, we are just one entity, an individual, undivided, no distinction between you and me. It's like a computer, on the same computer, multiple programs can run simultaneously. You see, at the same time, running this program and that program, is it still the same computer?"

  "I don't understand."

  "Never mind, I won't explain it to you. You'll understand later when you figure out who you are. Right now, you don't even know yourself, so there's no way to make things clear to you. When you find your own identity, many things will become clear on their own. And that day will come soon." He said impatiently.

  Hong Jun felt goosebumps all over his body, and despite being in a dream, he was extremely frightened. He stared at the self in front of him, the more he looked, the more afraid he became. This was the first time he had such a dream, where his dream self was telling him something unbelievable. In the dream, he saw another self that was identical to himself.

  "This is just a dream, it's not real." He told himself.

  "Yes, this is a dream, but it's true." He said.

  He wanted to wake up, he didn't want to have this nightmare anymore, it was absolutely the most terrifying nightmare.

  However, the self in the dream coldly laughed: "No way, now this body is mine to control, not yours. Because in the dream I am the one dominating this body, not you. It's just like how after you wake up I can't make you fall asleep again, and when you're sleeping, you can't make yourself wake up either - it's all up to me."

  Hong Jun struggled desperately, trying his best to wake himself up, but in the end, he found that all his efforts were in vain.

  He found out what he said was true, fell asleep, and his body was completely possessed by that thing.

  He had no choice but to give up his resistance, allowing himself to be led by him to the edge of a red mist. He smiled: "This is what I wanted you to see."

  "What's going on?" he asked in confusion, "You're not trying to harm me, are you?"

  "Where do you think I'm going, how would I harm you? You and I are the same entity, if I harm you, it's actually harming myself. And if you die, I'll disappear too. Not only will I not harm you, but I'll also try my best to protect you." He said sincerely. This made Hong feel a bit relieved. Since he didn't have any intention of harming himself, then no matter what happened, there was no need to be afraid anymore.

  "Just pay attention and watch." He said, then blew a mouthful of red fog.

  With this breath, the red mist began to churn and rise, dispersing into a large mass, only to gather again, slowly condensing into a single character. At this moment, the petaled flowers on all sides had vanished without anyone noticing, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, with the lone exception of the giant red character formed by the mist, suspended in mid-air and refusing to disperse.

  Hong Jun's eyes widened, staring at the red character, his mind a complete blank. This character, which he had pondered over not long ago, trying to decipher its meaning, now suddenly appeared in his dream.

  Necessity

  "What does this character mean? Why are you showing me this?" Hong Jun asked in surprise.

  "Alright, you've seen it too. This character is very important to both of us and you must remember it. However, I still can't tell you its specific meaning because some things cannot be changed or altered." He said to him, "When the time is ripe, you will naturally understand."

  "Are you really me?" he asked himself in his dream.

  "Yes, I am you and you are me. There's no doubt about that." He said with a smile.

  "How come I've never seen you before?" Hong Jun asked.

  "Who says you haven't seen me, I am you. You see yourself every day, and are with yourself at all times. How can you say you've never seen yourself?" His words were like a tongue twister.

  "But I still don't understand what you're talking about." Hong Jun's face was bitter, and his words reminded him of the political class he had taken in high school, which was profound and difficult to understand.

  Welcome to Jiupin Literature Network, you can quickly enter this site by searching "Jiupin Literature Network" in any search engine, and provide free download service of boutique and txt format! "You explain it to me again." He begged him.

  Ding dong. Above the empty garden, a clear and crisp sound suddenly rang out. He looked up at the sky with a serious expression, "My current abilities are not yet capable of communicating with you for an extended period. I don't have time to talk to you much today, but I'll tell you more when we have another chance. By the way, when you have time to return to your hometown, something might happen there." He said to himself as he waved his hand in front of him, "Wake up now."

  Then, Hong Jun's body struggled a few times and he returned to reality.

  Xu Ming was sleeping soundly on the bed next to him, and Fat Chen's snores were coming from another room. Hong Jun touched his forehead, no fever, he pinched his thigh, very painful. This can roughly prove that he is normal. But why was this dream so strange yet so real? The self in the dream was both familiar and strange, he was clearly himself, but why did he have completely different thoughts, and could even command himself to wake up from sleep? It was as if the sleeping self was a real person. The sleeping self was real, and the dreaming self was also real.

  He couldn't tell whether the self in his dreams was real or if his current self was real. He even felt that both selves were real. For the first time in twenty-five years, he had this feeling.

  Who am I? He asked himself, and then wondered why he would have such a question. Who else could he be but himself?

  However, the dream just now really made me feel a sense of strangeness or fear towards myself. The two selves were so real, yet so unbelievable.

  Who am I, or who is that me?

  Hong Jun didn't understand, other book friends are reading:

  He sat for a long time, unable to make sense of anything, when Hong Jun suddenly remembered the "must" character from his dream. He then recalled the mysterious piece of paper that had appeared out of nowhere, which was now quietly lying on the table, with sunlight shining through the window and casting a faint white glow on one corner of it.

  This is just an ordinary piece of paper, the paper is ordinary, and the words on it are also ordinary. However, why did the note appear outside the door in the middle of the night? Who put it there? What does this word mean? And why did he dream of this word in his sleep, and his dream was so real that Hong Jun still has a feeling of being present at the scene until now.

  What does this word mean, anyway?

  Hong Jun recalled the scene where he first saw this character, at that time, this character was formed by fresh blood on the ground and would crawl. The "?" in the middle even crawled towards his shoes, as if it wanted to climb onto his body. If not for the old man's shout to retreat, I'm afraid that gesture might have harmed him.

  No, no, that "?" crawling towards itself is not to harm itself. Suddenly, Hong Jun's mind flashed with insight and he understood something. At the time, the female ghost had already reached out to grab him, and his body couldn't move at all. If he were the female ghost, there would be no need to go to the trouble of using a slow-moving blood character to attack an already helpless prey. That would be completely unnecessary or redundant.

  Still, the self in my dream just now kept emphasizing that it wouldn't harm me. Supposing what that self said was true and it absolutely wouldn't harm me, then if this character posed a danger to myself, that self would certainly have warned me and wouldn't even let me see this character.

  Also, the note that mysteriously appeared outside the door in the middle of the night had a single character "must" on it. Judging from the situation at the time, whoever put the note there was likely to be kind-hearted rather than malicious, otherwise they wouldn't have gone to the trouble of delivering a note in the middle of the night.

  From these three aspects, each appearance of this "must" should not be a danger to oneself. If we think about it in reverse, the first time this word appears and crawls onto one's own body, it should be helping oneself rather than harming oneself.

  Having realized this, Hong Jun's heart felt relieved, although there was a terrifying female ghost that could harm him at any moment. However, only now did he discover that the old voice, Liu Ping, Master Shi Kong, and his dream self - even if it was just a figment of his imagination - as well as the character "Bi", were all secretly helping him. The female ghost was just a lone, pitiful creature; what was there to be afraid of?

  But what exactly is this "must" character, or is it a monster? Since it's beneficial and harmless to oneself, why hasn't anyone seen its true face or the person manipulating it from behind until now. Does it have other purposes and doesn't want to be seen?

  Hong Jun couldn't sleep at all, just two hours ago he was extremely tired, now his brain was spinning with thoughts, making him wide awake. After taking a sip of water, he suddenly remembered something else.

  Who is that old voice?

  He racked his brain, recalling the tone and intonation of that voice, then compared it with the people he knew. Unfortunately, after half an hour, he found that all the voices in his memory were far from this one. This voice was old, yet exuded dignity and confidence, none of which matched anyone he knew.

  He thought of the female ghost again, although he couldn't see her face, but he could feel the deep-seated hatred emanating from her body. Every time he saw the female ghost, it wasn't that he was afraid of this supernatural being beyond his understanding, but rather, he was afraid of the hatred radiating from her body.

  That hatred is as if it will not rest until it has crushed itself into dust and ashes.

  "Hmm..." The vibration of the phone interrupted Hong Jun's train of thought. He picked it up and saw that it was Xiao She's number. But, was it really Xiao She or Rui Xin who made the call? He didn't dare to confirm, hesitated for a moment, and still answered the phone.

  "Hey, what's up?" On the other end of the phone, it was still Ruixin's sweet voice, "I'm free this afternoon, won't you come and keep me company?"

  Beautiful woman makes an appointment.