Memory is something that is difficult to describe. It is like snow that never melts, or like fleeting light. You cannot grasp what you want to hold on to, and you cannot forget what you want to forget.

Zhou Tu had been troubled by that dream for a long time. He knew that he was different, but he was not sure and eventually fell into deep self-doubt.

Until this day he met Chen Ge.

This man was the first person to use the affirmative Zhoutu. All his dreams were real, and everything he experienced was not fictional, but an indelible memory imprinted deep in his mind.

Zhou Tu got the answer he wanted, but at the same time he was caught in a dangerous vortex. He didn't know whether he would be crushed to pieces or be liberated if he continued to follow Chen Ge.

"Have you thought it through?" Chen Ge stood in front of Zhou Tu and repeated the sentence.

"I……"

"If you really can't make up your mind, you can look at him." Zhang Ju and Wang Yicheng suddenly came over, and they sandwiched Zhou Tu in the middle: "Zhu Long, come here."

Zhu Long, who was walking at the end, was in a strange state. His eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and he was on the verge of collapse and madness.

"What did you do to him?" Chen Ge looked at Zhu Long's left hand. The veins on the hand holding the phone were bulging.

"We found a torn news report in the archives room. A courier who often hangs around the university disappeared. After several days of investigation, the police found a body that was no longer in human form in the storage room of the autopsy room." Zhang Ju handed a few badly damaged newspapers to Chen Ge: "The body that was no longer in human form was him - Zhu Long."

The fictitious memory was shattered, and Zhu Long remembered a lot of things when he saw the newspaper.

Studying hard and eventually successfully entering university is just his dream. The reality is so cold that people can't bear to watch it.

The girl he liked was both good in character and academic performance, and was admitted to the best medical university, while his grades were terrible and he couldn't even afford the tuition to repeat his grade.

The family was extremely poor, and the only relative he had was seriously ill and his health was getting worse and worse.

Fate hit this young man head-on, but it did not defeat him. He began to learn to take care of others and support his family on his own.

When looking for a job, others thought he looked listless, so he cut off his messy long hair. Others thought his tattoos would scare customers, so he used a knife to scrape off a layer of skin bit by bit. He did not give up, and eventually found a job that belonged to him - a courier.

He is hardworking and friendly, with stubbornness in his eyes and a smile on his face. He lives his life to the fullest and gains respect and material security through his own efforts.

After spending the most difficult summer vacation, he got used to this job and worked until very late every day. His only pleasure was to take some orders to be delivered to Hanjiang Medical College.

Every time he entered the campus, he had a glimpse of anticipation in his heart. He knew that the girl was in this school. Even if he just secretly glanced at her from a distance, he would feel very satisfied in his heart and could be happy all day long.

The school is neither big nor small, and it is hard to say when I can meet him.

He had imagined the scene of their encounter countless times in his mind, but when the girl actually showed up he realized that all his preparations and rehearsals were of no use. He was so nervous that he could not speak, like a child whose secret had been discovered.

After that day, they exchanged contact information. The girl was unexpectedly proactive. She liked the feeling of being in control, but Zhu Long mistakenly thought it was admiration.

His obedience brought him spiritual torture. The girl liked to torture Zhu Long. She would always remind him that he was nothing.

The self-esteem that Zhu Long had worked so hard for was crushed bit by bit, and Zhu Long became a puppet in the girl's hands. What was even more terrifying was that Zhu Long was completely unaware of it.

This stubborn and silly boy was no match for the female academic who was well versed in anatomy and criminal psychology.

He was like a plucked lamb, lying naked on the woman's plate, waiting to be slaughtered.

Eventually, this kind of harm extended from the spiritual level to the physical level. It was not until death came that Zhu Long realized it, but unfortunately it was too late.

Blood flowed out from the wounds. Zhu Long held the pink cell phone in his hand, his eyes fixed on the newspaper in Chen Ge's hand.

The floodgates of his memory were finally opened under repeated stimulation.

"Do you know which part of the human body is pink?"

The blood threads were like needles and threads, stitching up the skin. Zhu Long walked towards Chen Ge step by step: "The flesh is the most pink when the wound is about to heal. She likes pink."

Zhu Long's body began to dislocate, and there were many traces of stitches on his body. It was hard to imagine what he had experienced after his death.

"Another half-dressed person in red." Chen Ge's eyes were unusually calm. When Zhu Long was only two steps away from him, he raised his hands and gently hugged Zhu Long: "I want you to understand one thing. No matter when, no matter what the reason, anything that hurts you should not be allowed, even if it is called love."

Looking at the boy so close, Chen Ge felt a little distressed. He patted Zhu Long on the shoulder and said, "I don't know what you think now, but I can promise you that if we can leave this school, I will let you see that girl again."

The blood line running through Zhu Long's flesh suddenly paused. Zhu Long looked directly at Chen Ge, then slowly lowered his head: "It's a deal."

Holding the pink phone tightly, Zhu Long quietly retreated behind Chen Ge.

Zhu Long and Zhang Ju's coats were still turning red. Even if they were not wearing red clothes, they were wearing top-grade half-length red clothes. If Wang Yicheng was included, Chen Ge would not be too scared when facing ordinary red clothes.

"You can go to the laboratory building now." Chen Ge did not ask Zhou Tu again. He had already gotten the answer from the other's eyes.

When the child saw Zhu Long's appearance, his nails dug into his flesh. He must have had an unfulfilled wish, but now he has even forgotten what that wish was.

Passing through the bushes, Chen Ge led the club members to the laboratory building. This was his second visit tonight.

"The man in red should still be in the duty room. If I meet him, I can just return the clothes to him." Chen Ge spoke with more confidence. He led the students to stop outside the building.

"This building is the lair of those inverted monsters. The art club we are going to is on the fourth floor. After we finish looking at that room, no matter whether Zhou Tu's memory has awakened or not, we must evacuate immediately." Chen Ge walked to the window of a room on the first floor first: "Now, come up with me."

Several students looked at each other, and then saw Chen Ge climbed to the second floor easily.

"I said he must be a physical education teacher." Zhang Ju, Zhu Long and Wang Yicheng's memories have all been awakened. For a fierce ghost, climbing stairs is nothing. Only Zhou Tu looked embarrassed.