"Zhang Ya in the world behind Yu Jianmen loves to laugh. She looks pretty when she laughs, but I always feel that there is a hint of sadness hidden in her smile."

"Did she recognize me?"

"Is the appearance of Zhang Ya an accident? Or is she influenced by the storybook?"

"The turning point in Yu Jian's life was when his class teacher resigned. It was at that time that he had a falling out with Mingtai. In other words, the most important person in Yu Jian's backstage world might be 'teacher', the only person who helped him when he was in deep trouble."

"Does he want me to go through what he went through before?"

"Using my memories to experience his past?"

Leaning against the billboard, Chen Ge looked at the rain: "No matter what, maybe this is a chance for me to really understand Zhang Ya."

Gently patting his face, Chen Ge sobered himself up: "Calm down! Although it feels a bit like the inspirational campus life now, it may turn into a bloody escape and a ghost at some point."

The rain showed no sign of stopping, so Chen Ge "borrowed" an umbrella from a passerby and returned to school.

It was already dark. In this world behind the door, there seemed to be no concept of time. Everything happened in a trance and changed very quickly.

Taking out the skull crusher, Chen Ge wandered around the campus.

"Night has come, but ghosts and all kinds of dirty things still haven't appeared. Is this the Liwan Town I remember?"

There was no murderer or red clothes in sight, and all that was in front of me was a very ordinary town.

"Wu Sheng was deprived of his voice, so everyone in his world behind the door had their mouths sewn shut; Jiang Ming was deprived of his hearing, so his world is very quiet; Fang Yu was deprived of her memory, so her world behind the door is gray. For all the children chosen by the ghost fetus, the world behind the door must be incomplete. Whatever the child is deprived of, the passers-by behind the door will also lack, but this world is obviously different."

"Everyone looks normal. They don't seem to lack anything." Chen Ge was standing in the empty corridor with an umbrella in his hand when his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

"Zhang Ya? Why did she call me?" Chen Ge glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Where are you now? Why don't you go home?" Zhang Ya's voice came from the other end of the phone, and she seemed very angry.

"How do you know I didn't go home?" Chen Ge felt a little strange and asked back instinctively.

"Your dad is going crazy! He's looking for you everywhere! He's called a lot of people!"

"My dad?" Chen Ge never expected his father to appear. His eyes widened instantly: "Where is he? I'll go find him right away!"

The blood in his body began to accelerate. Chen Ge ran out of the school with an umbrella. He felt as if a fire was burning in his heart: "Could it really be my dad who is looking for me? Could this world behind the door be a trap for the ghost fetus?"

"He was heading to the school. A student said you were back at the school after school."

"Thank you." After hanging up the phone, Chen Ge, holding on to a glimmer of hope, rushed into the heavy rain like a child holding a candle.

After walking out of the school gate, passing the bus stop and convenience store, Chen Ge stopped at an intersection.

Vehicles come and go, and choosing different roads will lead to different places.

"Chen Ge!" A familiar voice came from across the street. Chen Ge looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in an old jacket running across the zebra crossing.

He was a little shorter than Chen Ge. He was usually so cheerful, but at this moment, his wrinkles became very obvious due to his anxiety.

The rain soaked his coat, and the man ran to Chen Ge. He breathed lightly, and suddenly closed the umbrella and hit Chen Ge's arm.

His hand was raised high, but it didn't hurt Chen Ge when it hit him because he didn't use much force.

"Why don't you go home! If you have something to do, let me know in advance and I won't stop you! Do you know how worried your sister and I are about you?"

Looking at the familiar face, I hadn't seen him for more than a year. The man seemed to have lost a lot of weight and had some white hair.

Chen Ge said nothing. The candle in his heart was drowned by the heavy rain.

The first time he saw the man, Chen Ge knew that the man in front of him was not his father, but just a memory, or a fragment that was destined to disappear.

"You are not him."

Holding an umbrella, Chen Ge walked to the man and held it between them.

In my ears are the familiar voices in my memory, including scolding, concern, disappointment, and of course more of the trivial words and phrases. All those things are intertwined together to form a complete impression - father.

The two men did not take a car but walked back home. At first the man was also very angry, but after saying a few words, he stopped talking. The father and son walked in the rain in silence.

When they were almost at the door of the house, the man suddenly signaled Chen Ge to wait a moment, and he ran to the nearby stewed pork shop and bought two pig's trotters.

When he came out, he saw an old man pushing a cart to buy groceries outside the stewed pork shop to avoid the rain.

Maybe because of the rain, there were still a lot of vegetables in the old man’s tricycle that had not been sold. After a day, some of the vegetables looked very bad.

The man took out his wallet and took a look at it, then walked to the old man. A moment later, he came back with two large bags of leftovers and helped the old man put away the partition where the vegetables were placed.

"Can we finish all these leftovers?" Chen Ge lowered his head silently, mumbling the next sentence in his memory: "It's okay, we have a refrigerator at home, they can keep them for a long time..."

"It's okay." The man said nonchalantly: "We have a refrigerator at home, it can be stored for a long time, if you can't finish it, you can eat it slowly."

The two entered the corridor, and before they reached the front door of their house, the door of a house opened.

A girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old poked her head out. She had heard footsteps in the house and ran to open the door before Chen Ge and the others reached it.

"Have you found me and my brother?" The girl stuttered, her hands moving uncontrollably. She was clinging to the security door, her mouth was slightly crooked, the distance between her teeth was much wider than that of a normal person, and her face always had an innocent smile like an angel.

"Ruoyu, go back quickly, don't fall again." The man entered the house carrying a bunch of vegetables and two braised pig's trotters. Chen Ge followed him silently from beginning to end.

There are not many furnitures in the house, and the decoration is rather simple, but it gives people a warm feeling.

"Brother, brother..." The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl felt like a five or six-year-old child. When she saw Chen Ge coming in, she lay beside Chen Ge like a rag doll.

"Ruoyu? Luo Ruoyu?" This is the name of Director Luo's daughter. She suffered from Angelman syndrome. After her death, Director Luo placed her ashes in the park. In fact, the New Century Park was originally built by Director Luo for Luo Ruoyu.