MTL - Nightmare Attack-Chapter 19

　　 Jiangcheng pretended to sigh, "I didn't understand it at first, but now I think she may have a mild Stockholm syndrome, which is often referred to as a hostage complex, so I think..."

　　 The fat man chuckled in his heart, "What do you think?"

　　 "I think she might fall in love with me," Jiang Cheng said helplessly.

　　 Fatty: "..."

　　 Jiangcheng waited for a while, realized that the fat man was silent, turned his head and looked at him and asked, "Why are you not talking?"

　　 The fat man took a deep breath, "That's really wronged you."

　　 Just when Jiang Cheng wanted to analyze with the fat man that Chen Xiaomeng's feelings about him were not simply because of his handsomeness, he inadvertently grumbled.

　　 The fat man came to his energy instantly, and asked Jiang Cheng if he was hungry, so he could go and make some food.

　　 Jiangcheng remembered the fat man’s cooking skills during the mission, nodded, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen. The fat man ran away like a dash.

　　 Jiang Cheng was left with a little bit of thought, and he shook his lips.

　　Jiangcheng rarely cooks. The refrigerator is filled with frozen food. There is a box of Kang Shuaifu instant noodles in the corner.

　　 Fatty tossed for half an hour, and barely pieced together two dishes.

　　 There was no staple food, so I opened a few bags of instant noodles and fry them. After serving them, Hou Jiangcheng huchihuchi ate more than half of them by himself.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man took a bite of noodles and put down the bowl, "Do you usually live here alone?"

　　 Jiangcheng picked up the plate, transferred all the remaining dishes to his bowl, and ate it in one bite, then took out a paper towel to wipe his mouth, nodded and said: "Most of the time, yes, and there is no plan to take in another person."

　　 The fat man said with a bitter face, "Doctor, don't be like this. Although I am not as wise and handsome as you, but I have done a lot of work and I can definitely help you."

　　 Jiangcheng looked at the empty bowl on the table, as if he really thought about it, but didn't answer immediately.

　　 The fat man felt that there was a way, and he cheered up and said excitedly: "Doctor, you don't have to make a decision right away, you think about it, I'm really easy to use!"

　　 "I'll talk about this tomorrow," Jiang Cheng moved his slightly stiff neck, "I'm tired, let's go to sleep."

　　 The fat man quickly put away the dishes and brought them to the kitchen. At the same time, there was the sound of water washing the dishes, "Doctor, you go to bed first, I wash the dishes, and then spend the night on the sofa."

　　Wait until the fat man finished washing the bowl and walked out of the kitchen while shaking the water in his hand, he saw Jiang Cheng sitting on the sofa in front of the table, and he didn't seem to move.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man asked suspiciously, "Are you okay?"

　　 Jiangcheng glanced at the fat man up and down, raised his eyebrows and said: "You also go to sleep upstairs, I am alone afraid of the dark."

　　 The fat man was taken aback, and then as if thinking of something bad, he suddenly covered his **** and said in panic, "Doctor, I'm not as casual as you think!"

"no?"

　　 The fat man thought for a while, and resolutely said: "Neither is death!"

"Well, then," Jiang Cheng stood up naturally, without a trace of what was difficult for a strong man, first walked up the stairs, and then upstairs, waited until the figure was about to disappear before stopping, and turning his head to look at the fat man: "Be careful at night," he said, pointing to the opposite wall, "the door in my dream appeared there, and, unlike you, I didn't walk into that door by myself, but in the door A huge ghost hand stretched out to grab it."

　　 Jiang Cheng went upstairs without looking back.

　　 After Jiangcheng left, the fat man sat on the sofa alone, staring at the wall, fidgeting.

　　 He couldn't determine whether what Jiang Cheng said was true or not. This is a person who doesn't like to play cards according to common sense, but in a sense, he is trustworthy, at least bringing himself out of the nightmare barrier alive.

　　 As soon as the fat man closed his eyes, he suddenly felt that the iron gate Jiang Cheng said had appeared again, and then stretched out a huge ghost hand with teeth and claws out of it.

　　 The pale fat man stayed downstairs for less than 5 minutes, and ran upstairs. After going upstairs, he bumped into Jiang Cheng leaning on the handrail next to the stairs, looking like he was waiting for him.

　　 Before he opened his mouth, he heard Jiang Cheng say: "You sleep in the living room, I sleep in it."

　　 The fat man looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's line of sight. There was a door separating this small living room, presumably the bedroom inside.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man said righteously, "If you are afraid of the dark, I can consider squeezing with you."

　　 Jiang Cheng, who was lying on the mattress, didn't feel much sleep. He half-squinted his eyes and stared at the empty ceiling, scenes from the nightmare repeated in his mind.

　　 Fatty is in the living room outside the door. He once suggested that Jiang Cheng not close the door so that everyone can take care of each other.

　　 But Jiang Cheng felt that he did not need his support, so he politely declined, not only closed the door as usual, but also locked the door behind him.

　　 Combining the recent experience, Jiang Cheng naturally thought of the missing Hu Yan, as well as Hu Yan's sister who disappeared before Hu Yan~www.novelbuddy.com~ Their disappearance may also be related to this so-called nightmare.

　　According to Fan Li, those who died in the nightmare appear to be missing in the real world.

　　 disappeared strangely without warning.

　　 No one can find out the clue.

　　 And Hu Yan's missing person notice clearly stated that Hu Yan disappeared late at night and was wearing light pink silk pajamas when she disappeared.

　　 The husband who lives on the same bed is unaware.

　　 The first middle-aged man who died in the nightmare mission once asked how he can completely escape from the nightmare. Fan Li's answer to this was to let him ask less stupid questions.

　　 There are only 0 and countless nightmares. As long as the iron gate appears in your dream, it is almost impossible for you to escape until you die.

　　 Thinking about it, sleepiness gradually hit, Jiang Cheng did not deliberately contain this force, and closed his eyes following the flow.

　　 The physical energy consumed in the nightmare returned to this body with the end of the nightmare, but the energy consumed could not be recovered, and Jiang Cheng fell asleep deeply.

　　 Half-dream and half-awake, he heard a jingle sound, like the next door is decorating, or there are nails in the neighborhood, and the floor is trembling slightly.

　　 He turned over, curled up, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep again.

　　 The last thing that prompted him to open his eyes was a knock on the door.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man's loud voice came from outside the bedroom door, "Are you up?"

　　 After Jiang Cheng got up, he cleaned up briefly, opened the door and walked out.

　　 The living room outside the bedroom was empty, and there was no fat figure. He went down the stairs.

　　 The phone showed that it was 11 o'clock in the morning. Jiang Cheng didn't expect that he would fall asleep until noon, and his head was still groggy at the moment.