Chapter 082 Not Human
If nothing unexpected happens, this will be Sang Luo's last dream before leaving the Red Pomegranate Town.
He had a vague premonition that this strange dream that originated from the ghost story he wrote would come to an end this time.
Sure enough, when they woke up from the dream, Sang Luo and Wen Blake were walking in a dark cave.
In the original plot, after a night of passion, Sang Biao tentatively asked Da Piaoliang if she was willing to develop a healthy relationship with him.
Da Piaoliang confessed to Sang Biao that she had recently divorced her ex-husband and asked if he could accept this. Sang Biao then explained that he was a claims investigator for an insurance company and that the nature of his job often involved him in risky situations. The two smiled at each other, their words speaking volumes.
Later, Sang Biao told Da Piaoliang that he was going to the cave today, trying to find a way to access the unexplored caverns deep within the underground river. He suspected the female writer, known by the pen name Red Chunps, had likely been murdered and her body dumped in the cave. Sang Biao had arrived in the town a week earlier, staying at a hotel in the center. He had visited nearly every place where Red Chunps had made payments, but had found nothing.
Finally, Sang Biao set his sights on the hotel closest to the cave. He thought that perhaps the female writer Hong Chun did not come to the town alone to relax, but someone was traveling with her and killed her for some reason.
Yesterday, Sang Biao and Da Piaoliang were exploring deep into the cave. When he relied on his experience and intuition to determine that there was another cave behind the rock wall, the answer was actually about to come out.
[…Sang Biao gently took Da Piaoliang's hand, kissed her red-polished fingertips, and asked, "Do you really want to go in there with me? Aren't you afraid?"
"Don't underestimate ladies." Da Piaoliang gently scratched Sang Biao's chin with her fingernails and said with a smile.
"Well, then I respect your wishes, brave lady." The man said flatteringly, "But I hope you at least don't go in wearing high heels."
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At this moment, Sang Luo and Wen Blake were wearing similar fleece-lined waterproof jackets and heading deeper into the cave along the path they had taken before.
But this time, following the fact that Da Piaoliang and Sang Biao's relationship has taken a step further, the two of them walked hand in hand, one in front and the other behind.
Sang Luo was a little trance-like.
He could feel the warmth of the big hand wrapped around him and the slightly rough palm lines.
I imagined in my mind that after Mr. Hart took off his leather gloves, his palms were also dry and had hard calluses.
"Sir, can you swim?" Weinbreck said the line from the original plot.
"Of course." Sang Luo replied, "I'm probably better than you - I used to be the main player of the school swimming team."
Sang Luo also said some very beautiful lines from the original plot.
However, he was not very sure whether he could still go against the current and dive into the cave behind like Da Piaoliang now that he was the heroine.
As they were talking, they had already arrived at the same place as last time.
Wenbrake tapped the thin rock wall with his fingers, leaned sideways, and asked Sang Luo: "What do you say? Who should jump first?"
"Of course it's you." Sang Luo was adjusting his cuffs and trouser legs to prevent hypothermia when he entered the water.
By the time he finished his preparations and looked up, Weinbreck had already finished warming up.
The man possessed Sang Luo, kissed her on the forehead, and then jumped into the turbulent underground river.
Sang Luo didn't even have time to be surprised by the kiss before the safety lock on his waist reminded him that it was time for him to get off.
But in order to finish this dream today and not be awakened too early by the feeling of falling, Sang Luo shrank down along the rock wall.
When I entered the water, it wasn't too cold.
Sang Luo had long known that the physical sensation in dreams would be discounted.
With the safety lock on his waist, connected to Wenbreck, Sang Luo was easily able to swim upstream in the turbulent river. He ignored the resistance and water pressure, dived to the bottom of the underground river, and followed the narrow passage into the cave inside.
When Sang Luo came ashore, he was mentally prepared.
Yet, he was still startled by the scene before him—the 50-square-meter interior of the cavern was completely devoid of illumination, save for a dim green glow from fireflies and some fluorescent minerals clinging to the rocks. Weinbreck crouched beside a young man, twisting his face, and asked Sang Luo, "You don't have to. Dream about this part as yourself, too, right?"
This was not a line in the original plot. Sang Luo was almost scared awake, but unfortunately it didn't happen.
He could only watch step by step as Wenbrake walked towards him with an expressionless face.
[…Da Piaoliang emerged from the water and climbed onto the shore. Just as she was about to ask Sang Biao why he was standing still, Sang Biao suddenly turned around and grabbed her neck tightly.
"What are you doing...let me go..." Da Piaoliang was startled.
But soon, she noticed that Sang Biao's expression was very strange.
It wasn't like he wanted to do anything to her, but rather a kind of exploration and fear, a helplessness that required him to take some action to control himself.
Fear? What are you afraid of? And why should you control yourself?
Although Da Piaoliang didn't feel suffocated, she was still confused and frightened when her lover, with whom she had spent a night together, suddenly attacked her.
Sang Biao was also observing Da Piaoliang's expression. Seeing that the expression on her face did not seem fake, he tied her arms behind her back, half-hugged her, and asked her to look at the scene in the corner that scared him so much that his blood rushed backwards - a corpse that was well-preserved, sitting in the corner with a peaceful face.
If the appearance of a corpse in the cave was not scary enough, then this corpse, wearing the same sexy dress that Da Piaoliang wore yesterday, barefoot, with bright red nail polish on her fingertips, and looking almost exactly like Da Piaoliang, could explain the problem.
"Are you her sister?" Sang Biao asked carefully.
He had already concluded that the woman who died in the undeveloped cave was the female writer with the pen name Red Lips - next to the body, there was a manuscript in a sealed bag, and the name on it was the unpublished work of the female writer whose case Sang Biao had taken over.
She has red lips, so who is the woman in my arms, who spent the night with me last night, with whom I want to develop a healthy relationship?
Before he could continue to ask questions, the person in his arms broke free with a strength that even a strong man like him could not resist.
She could only watch as Da Piaoliang staggered forward, pounced in front of the female corpse that looked like her, and cupped her cheek, which was covered with a thin layer of frost, with her trembling hands.
"I remember now..." Da Piaoliang murmured.
"What?" Sang Biao still hadn't reacted and asked subconsciously.
"I remember now, Sang Biao." Da Piaoliang turned around, her face full of sorrow, tears streaming down her cheeks like beads. "This is me, and she is me... I'm the female writer you're looking for, Red Lips."
Sang Biao's heart suddenly shook.
He subconsciously took a step back.
The next second, he saw that the living beauty in front of him gradually turned into nothingness.
The female corpse sitting next to her opened her frosty eyelashes.
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Clearly, the problem lies with Weinbreck.
The alarm bells in Sangluo rang loudly.
All along, in his dreams, except for modifying Xiaomei's face projected on Garcia, everything else was completely in accordance with the plot in his original story, and he never made any magical changes.
The one who is really changing the plot is Wenbrake in front of us.
His sad and sad personality and his fantasy about Mr. Hart made him relax all his vigilance.
He is the most dangerous existence in the dream.
Sang Luo stepped back step by step. At this moment, he just wanted to dive into the river and then wake up in reality.
He didn't want to face the unknown ghost in front of him.
But the man was one step ahead of him.
Wenbreck rushed over in three or two steps and easily stopped Sang Luo who was about to jump into the river.
Just like Sang Biao controlled Da Piaoliang, he tied Sang Luo's hands behind her back and trapped her in his arms.
"You are very naughty." Wenbrake frowned slightly, but his melancholy look made him look not fierce, but aggrieved.
"Sang Luo, you are very naughty." Seeing that Sang Luo just stared at him blankly without saying a word, Wen Blake repeated it again.
Sang Luo swallowed.
He could feel the strength of the man's half embrace on him, which was strong but not enough to hurt him.
This gave Sang Luo an inexplicable confidence to deal with him.
Since she couldn't run away anyway, Sang Luo simply started talking to the man.
Sang Luo asked, "Why do you say I'm not a good boy? I've always followed the plot, but you, why did you change the plot in my dream?"
The man immediately retorted: "You didn't follow the plot."
"How come I don't have any?" Sang Luo was very unconvinced. In order to follow the plot, he had no idea how many times he had worn beautiful clothes and flirted with this fake Sang Biao.
What else do you want? What else do you want from him?
The childish argument made Sang Luo less afraid of the unknown ghost that invaded his dreams.
Even dare to struggle tentatively.
"Don't move." Wenbrake hugged her tighter. His voice sounded extremely aggrieved, as if he was acting coquettishly, but also as if he was accusing Sang Luo of being excessive. "During the candlelight dinner, you should feed me foie gras, seduce me with your movements, and then we will make love."
Sang Luo's forehead veins throbbed when he heard this. He growled, "Who wants to make love with you? Who are you? Do you have any shame?"
Perhaps he was too emotional, the man who had been making the complaint with confidence now had a confused look on his face.
But soon, Weinbreck found his logic and emphasized: "It was obviously you. You gave me a name and a face, a face you liked. You made me your hero and you are the heroine. Then we should be like in the ghost story, like Da Piaoliang and Sang Biao."
"If you don't act, then I'll act. That time when it was raining heavily and you chose to escape, I didn't hold it against you."
"But this time, you shouldn't have dreamed of yourself as a corpse. Sang Luo, you're very naughty. You always evade the plot when you should, and do things that displease me when you don't have to. I don't like the lifeless, cold look on your face."
Sang Luo was almost convinced by his twisted logic.
He wanted to explain, but then realized there was no need to.
How could he explain to a ghost that had invaded his dreams and was trying to drag him into a sexual dream?
Sang Luo struggled violently again. He wanted to return to reality and leave this haunted Red Pomegranate Town as soon as possible. Perhaps he could avoid this strange thing and stop having strange dreams.
"Sang Luo, don't make me angry." The man's muffled voice came from Sang Luo's ears.
At the same time, Sang Luo felt a dangerous object pressing against his lower back.
Sang Luo stopped moving immediately.
He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly broke down and shouted, "Brother, are you kidding me? You're not even a human being. Why are you raising the flag?"
Sang Luo felt smoke coming out of his head.
Fear, shyness, anger...all kinds of emotions came over me.
The person behind him pretended not to understand and asked him, "What are you angry about? I am indeed very angry. Sang Luo, you make me very angry. I haven't fully adapted to your form yet, and it seems that you have caused problems in this body."
"Sang Luo, you make me weird, or are humans just weird?"
"Would you do the same?"
Listen, listen!
This non-human himself admitted that he is not human!
This guy is really inhuman!
Sang Luo roared again: "Get out!"
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