Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Back to Reality
This was a patch of brown quicksand, and their waists had sunk into it. Although they did not continue to fall, they could not get out. Over time, they gradually became dehydrated and exhausted.
The three struggled desperately, and seeing them coming, they shouted for help.
Xu Shanshan: "Don't worry!"
She and Yang took some effort to pull the three people out, wiped them clean with water, and brought them back to the car.
After the few of them had rested, Chief Yang repaired the car and pointed them to a road, telling them that if they went in that direction they would meet the search and rescue team.
Before leaving, she suddenly asked, "Are you that...Xu Shanshan?"
Are you that famous now?
After hearing this, Yang stepped forward, inserted himself between the two men, and reminded them, "According to the operation schedule, if we go now, we'll just make it in time."
"Okay, thank you."
She felt that he was eager to send them away, but she didn't quite understand why.
I got back to the car, turned on the navigation, and found that I had driven a very long way. At a speed of 50 kilometers per hour, I had been driving all night.
"You didn't sleep?"
The man touched his nose. He wasn't sleepy. "I took an hour's rest last night. I feel refreshed."
That really wouldn't work. She didn't want the two of them to die on the road, dying young. She drove the car under the shade of a tree and waved him over, "Rest for a while."
The man hesitated, but then he thought, this is also a world for the two of them, so he agreed. Since he was tall, he was sent to sleep in the back seat, with his hands and feet curled up together, looking a bit pitiful.
He said he was not sleepy, but he fell asleep quickly. His hands hung down and he could hear the sound of even breathing.
She turned on the car radio, turned it down to a low volume, changed the channel, and finally there was a voice, reporting: There is a fugitive who has taken hostages. If anyone has seen it, please provide clues.
The host was reading the license plate. She listened to the beginning, but the signal suddenly cut out, so she had no choice but to turn it off. She wasn't on the bus, and she was with her partner, so she shouldn't encounter the wanted criminal.
In the evening, they finally arrived at their destination. The streets were deserted, cars backed into parking spaces, and the two went upstairs and into the house.
The people outside the screen were very anxious, but they didn't know what was happening inside. Since the two men stepped into the building, there had been no more images, but Manuel had overcome all obstacles and was on his way.
They hoped he could go faster, but they also knew he had done his best searching in such a dangerous area with such a high concentration of pollutants.
There was a full-length mirror at the door. She looked in it and found herself dressed like a special forces soldier. She found it a little funny and reached out to take off her coat.
Yang Suo: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"Let's go out to eat?" She wanted to be lazy, but the man knew her temper very well. "It's okay, just take a rest."
Xu Shanshan collapsed on the sofa and looked at Mr. Superman, "Let's have a bowl of noodles."
The man walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. It was empty, so he decided to go out and buy some groceries. "I can take a shower later."
She agreed and turned on the TV. The man opened the door and left. Soon, he came back with the vegetables, put on an apron, and started cooking.
She smiled at him wearing the floral apron she had bought, walked over, and hugged the man from behind, "You are so virtuous, I love you so much."
The man laughed and sent her off to wait. After dinner, they hugged each other and watched a suspense film on TV. When the terrifying scene came on, she was so startled that she raised the man's large hand and blocked it in front of her.
The two washed, kissed, and fell on the sofa.
But her further actions were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Her interest faded and she pushed him away, got up and went to the bedroom, which had a built-in study. On the bookshelf was a photo of the two of them.
She sat down and pulled out the diary from the bookshelf. He had promised that all of it could be read, so she did the same, opening it and looking through it, but it was all blank.
Why is it a blank page?
She was a little confused. This should clearly be... She remembered his handwriting. The door was pushed open. She put down her hand, closed the notebook, and looked up. "Who is it?"
"The maintenance guy took the wrong path."
The two walked into the bedroom hand in hand, while outside the living room door, across the wall, an exciting battlefield was going on, but the sound was completely blocked.
The oil painting they had painted together was placed in the middle of the wardrobe opposite the bed. She drew the curtains on the bay window and began to take off her coat. Turning her head, she found the man staring at her intently. When their eyes met, he quickly turned his head away.
She curled up in the quilt and said a little annoyedly, "Does your family dislike me?" She was really worried about this.
The man crossed his hands, took off his shirt from the back, climbed onto the bed with his bare back, leaned against her and said, "How could that be? They all liked you very much. Last time..."
He talked for a while, and couldn't help but kissed her. She asked again, and he continued to explain.
"Yang Suo" found herself a little addicted to this tedious and ordinary daily life. How nice it would be if she could always be like this, how nice it would be if it really was him.
"Stop kissing me. I can't stand the saliva all over my face."
"Hey, I can't bear to let you go."
She was talking nonsense and kicked the man's thigh. She moved a little closer to the bed, but there was another noise from the living room. She nervously clutched the quilt and leaned against her boyfriend's broad chest, thinking of the radio broadcast.
Could he be a wanted criminal? She looked up and asked, "Should we call the police?"
The man uncovered the quilt, put on his shoes and walked out. She held his hand and said, "Wait, I'll go with you." If something really happened, she couldn't leave him alone.
The two of them came to the living room, and as expected, someone broke in. Her face changed. Why was it him? The man let go of her hand and walked forward.
Manuel: "Let her go."
I don't know what kind of drug he had given her, a madman, actually leading her to a dangerous area. What's even stranger is that this place is very harmonious, like a paradise.
Yang Suo: "What do you want to do by breaking into our home?"
"Yes, don't come over here."
Manuel looked at her, trying to send a signal to reassure her, but even though he was exhausted, he only saw a wary look.
She was firm in her attitude, her eyes filled with undisguised fear and disgust. "I've called the police, they'll be here soon."
But when he saw the gun on his waist, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to bet that there were no bullets in his gun.
Are you really that unlucky?
She gasped. This masked man, with such handsome features, was a murderer. She raised her eyes, met those green eyes, and immediately looked away.
"Miss Guide."
Her facial expression was one of shock. Who was he calling?
With each call, her breathing became rapid and she felt uncomfortable. She looked up and couldn't speak. She couldn't hold on to anything and fell towards the wall, sliding all the way down.
Both of them rushed over nervously.
"The time has not come yet." Yang saw that her face was pale and she was a little nervous. It shouldn't be now. She must have been affected.
He faced a choice: he could keep her and imprison her in this virtual world to accompany him forever.
The woman squinted her eyes and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. He bent down and kissed her. She suddenly relaxed and breathed deeply.
Yang Suo: "See you next time, buddy."
The man wanted to get up and leave, but she suddenly reached out, grabbed his wrist tightly, dragged it to her chest, her eyes red and tears streaming, "You want to leave again, right?"
"Why? Because you have better options in your family, right?"
Tears blurred her eyes and she felt very painful. Her chest felt like it was run over by a car, shaking and echoing. Until many memories came back into her mind, she gradually realized that the man in front of her was not her boyfriend. They had broken up long ago.
He was the enemy, the thief, and the man next to him, covered in wounds, was the one who came to save her. She had completely confused right and wrong. He had lied to her from beginning to end, "You are not him." She understood that the man had made the decision to embrace a new life.
"You are not him."
"Don't cry, man."
She pushed the man's hand away and yelled, "Get away, liar!" She dragged her body forward and was caught and helped up by someone. The two of them became opponents again.
She didn't understand why men always lied.
There was a roar outside, and "Yang Suo" knew that this space was about to collapse. He looked at her and said goodbye with difficulty: "Goodbye."
The man's body shattered into pieces and disappeared, while the entire space gradually dissipated. An email was sent to the White Tower's top management, asking them to stop and promising that everyone would return safely. The sender - "Ghost"
New developments came, the delivery time was delayed again, the countdown on the email returned to zero, and the contact person who had been clamoring suddenly became speechless and could no longer make any substantive attacks.
The person sending the email is the key.
She opened her eyes, facing the transparent holographic cabin, pressed a button, opened the lid, stood up, and scanned the room. The small viewing window at the doorway was filled with different people, a new face constantly pressed against the glass.
She waved her hand and greeted them. Soon after, the door was opened and everyone rushed in, surrounded her and hugged her.
"It's okay, I'm fine, don't worry."
This was the scene Manuel saw when he arrived. There were three layers of people surrounding her, making it airtight. But just hearing her voice and knowing that she was fine was enough.
Unexpectedly, she saw him from the gap, pushed aside the crowd, and called out his name: "Manuel~"
"Don't go," she said. "Come here for a moment, will you?"
People parted ways and the man approached and squatted in front of her.
Thinking about the injuries he had suffered in there, which would affect his real body, he couldn't help but feel pity and guilt, "...I'm sorry."
"When you get better, let's find some time to get together, okay?"
He agreed and was summoned away. Because the scene inside the house was blocked, as a party involved, he needed to state what happened at that time.
He hid some of her privacy and told most of the facts.
But they did not find nothing. Several screenshots were placed on the table, showing the man and the mark on his upper arm that he accidentally revealed.
This is the mark of the Reform Organization, this evil organization. He stared at the photo for a long time and couldn't let it go.
"He's part of the group."
Manuel immediately realized something and argued, "She has nothing to do with them. He kidnapped her personally."
"Of course," the questioner said, "Relax, no one will blame her. Just tell us what you know."
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