when the moon whispers

Chapter 97 Girl - Wake up

case three girls
25 wake up
In the nightmare that had plagued Shao Jie for three years, the chaotic and sticky moonlit night would occasionally blind Shao Jie's eyes in reality without any warning.

His mind was usually clear, but there was a buzzing in his ears. Extremely clear nightmares and vague memories were about to crush his heart. Countless scenes that could not tell the difference between true and false quickly enveloped him like a revolving lantern. It was as if a pair of invisible pale hands were coldly strangling his throat, choking him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

Shao Jie vaguely remembered that the night that was entangled with clouds and haze seemed to be Christmas, and it snowed heavily all night long.

He happened to learn the real reason why the trial training negotiations during the transfer period repeatedly hit a wall that day, so he went to find Jiang Weili who was gathering at a small restaurant on Lixing West Street. When the argument was deadlocked, he fell out of favor with his brothers and friends. Jiang Weili suddenly got angry, poured a glass of high-strength liquor, and threw it in front of Shao Jie: "Even if we brothers don't owe each other after drinking this glass of wine, don't worry about whether to bet or not." You are making fun of me here, and I will no longer interfere with whether you can make money during the transfer period. As long as we don't face each other on the court, I don't care which club you go to. I apologize, bro. I won’t argue with you anymore, and the big grudge between us will be over.”

Jiang Weili's words barely paved the way for him, but Shao Jie was at that age when his energy and blood were surging, and he probably couldn't even recognize the words "hide your strength and bide your time", and didn't remember them at all. With no thought of getting by, he stood next to Jiang Weili with his neck raised: "You are the one who used the game to make money through gambling, and you are the one who should be banned. Why do you need me to apologize?"

"Brother, are you going to play the lone hero with me?"

"Do you think I am the only one who can make money from this game? How did this game start? Some bosses want to make money from this fun... I am just a matchmaking middleman. If you have the ability, you can ask them to argue? Let's see who can make it happen You go in vertically and come out vertically? Do you know what you call running wild on my territory now? This is not called bravery - this is called stupidity!" Jiang Weili was so happy with this stupid young man that he stood up and flirted. He leaned on Shao Jie's shoulder and lowered his voice in his ear: "I remember during the physical examination of the second team before, Huo Ke said, are you allergic to alcohol? Why don't you give me a show and drink this glass of white wine? As long as you can get out of this world alive, brother, I will follow you - regardless of the past grudges."

Shao Jie suffered from alcohol allergy symptoms in the early years and his life was almost hanging by a thread.He belatedly sensed the danger and waited for an opportunity to escape. When Jiang Weili stepped on his arm and pinched his cheeks, he drank half a glass of high-strength liquor. His throat rolled, and his whole body burned with confusion.He was spinning around and was thrown by Liu Shui's gang to an alley near the red building by his arms. His throat was so painful and swollen that he almost couldn't breathe. His limbs were almost numb and submerged in the snow. He was punched and kicked. It was hard to distinguish between the pain and the coldness of the snowballs digging into his collar.

At that time, Shao Jie really thought that he was going to die young and fly to the west.

But maybe God felt that his life should not be cut off. Just when Shao Jie was on the verge of giving up, he heard a not-so-close siren coming from the end of the alley.

The police car was probably just passing by on patrol, but the sharp and continuous sound instantly shattered Liu Shui and his group of regulars who had been in and out of the detention center, and they fled in a hurry - Shao Jie's eyelids were swollen and bloodshot at that time, and he could hardly open his eyes. Eyes, he was not sure if he still had the idea of ​​​​survival, but struggled hard to escape from this "territory" where Liu Shui would most likely go and come back.He tightly grasped the sticky, clammy snow into his palms, trying hard to evoke a sense of clarity. Then he stumbled, holding on to the alley wall and climbing up. Following the sound of the whistle, he stepped on the sticky ground with one foot and one shallow foot. The snow stuck to the soles of my shoes, and I plunged into this dark alley with few street lights without looking back...

Then, from a life-threatening prison, he ran away and fell into another hell that was full of scarlet flowers.

For a long time, Shao Jie could hardly recall anything truly and accurately about everything that happened when he was hit by him in the alleyway on that snowy night, even just fragmentary fragments - but the doctor's diagnosis did not hinder stress disorder or stress disorder. It is a temporary memory disorder caused by dissociative conversion disorder. Shao Jie has no way to seek treatment and is in extreme pain. He can only burrow into endless and terrifying nightmares countless times, between the illusion of dying and the struggle with reality, to restore it in pieces and in a messy way. Reminiscent of that night when the smell of rust lingered, looking for the answer hidden behind the scarlet end.

The confusion in Shao Jie's memory began with a shrill, hoarse cry.He seemed to have stumbled and fell under a street lamp next to the fork in the alley.He didn't know whether it was the wind that happened to blow up or whether it was because he was so filled with thoughts of running away that his senses were frozen by the heavy snow. As soon as Shao Jie fell to the ground, the almost stagnant air suddenly started to flow violently.He looked towards the source of the scream, but his eyes seemed to be covered by the snow particles blown up by the cold wind. The dull and monotonous colors were mixed together, so heavy that he could barely open a crack in his field of vision and could only see sticky particles. The slippery red color fell into the white snow drop by drop from the edge of a thin and sharp blade.

The straightforward and bloody danger was approaching him very close.

Shao Jie instinctively wanted to hold his breath and hide his whereabouts, but the cold wind poured into his nose and throat, burning and itching at the same time, making his internal organs almost explode. His throat was filled with a fishy smell mixed with the smell of snow, water and earth. , his mind went blank for a moment - at this moment, Ling Ran's black figure standing on top of the blood, wrapped in an unknown mist, turned around solemnly.

Drops of blood followed the black shadow's clothes in a "plop", "plop" pattern, smashing out brightly colored flowers one after another on the snow.

Shao Jie can still clearly feel that his muscles and bones are trembling and knocking under the dual stimulus of fear and cold.

He seemed to have called the police, but when he vaguely remembered it, he searched for his cellphone records but found nothing. His original cellphone number was also lost and unregistered unintentionally; he vaguely remembered that he was silent with the dark red shadow. He had a confrontation, but when he learned from the news that the suspect in the case died unexpectedly while being arrested, he was surprised to find that in the police information documents reported, no relevant personnel investigating the case mentioned him from beginning to end. Such an eyewitness who clearly appeared near the murder scene... and even the police officer who was suspected of being involved in a car accident should not be the initiator of the murder in the Red Mansion Alley.

Even the policeman brother who accidentally scratched off a police siren and stuck it on his clothes, and tried his best to drag him out of the whirlpool of terror, seemed to have completely evaporated overnight - even after three years, Shao Jie once again I took the opportunity to start provocations and combed through the police stations in the area near the Red Mansion. Following the figure and voice that were so impressive in my memory, I still couldn't find...

Until he heard Jiang Mo shouting with a hoarse voice due to a cold, and stared at her back blankly, suddenly remembering that she seemed to have mentioned that she had gotten into trouble as an intern at the Red Mansion Police Station.

Shao Jie thought about it for a long time, but he never expected that he would be stupid enough to mistake the gender of his savior.

The scattered, twisted, broken, and broken fragments in the dream seemed to return to their original order the moment his thoughts came through, and then slowly joined together to piece together its original appearance and color.

He finally remembered the moment before his eyelids drooped, the hands that held him firmly, firmly supported his swollen pig-headed head, and whispered hoarsely into his ear -

"Hey. Look at me, kid, wake up."

(End of this chapter)